Reality TV Shenanigans.........................

Teen Mom

I fell asleep on it last night about half way through. No worries, that's what repeats are for. I saw Macy(ie\e\whatever) contemplating moving to Nashville to be closer to magilla gorilla. Was I the only one screaming nooooooooooooooooo!!!!!???!!! Did ya'll peep how he was quick to shut down the idea of him moving back to Chattanooga? RED FLAG!

Let me stop but for real....RED FLAG!!! Finish school first home girl (especially while you have a good support system in place), then worry about trying to make it clap for the monchichi.

I didn't see much of Amber or Gary (thank goodness). All of that hollerin' raises my pressure! Speaking of, I sure could go for a burger from The Hop in Little Rock today. YUM! I'll be a good girl and wait until Friday (my designated 'eat out for lunch' day). If you're ever in town, stop by and have one (the one on Cantrell Rd. by Mc'D's NOT the one in the Rivermarket).

I also missed the much hyped blow up between Mrs. Coke-head (aka Catelynn's momma....oh don't tell me ya'll don't think she's on the pipe) and Catelynn.

Farrah was pretty boring this week as far as I could tell. I guess there's not much that's interesting about trying to hustle up rent money. Well unless you're trying to raise the funds on the pole or the cor'na!

US Weekly magazine did a story on the girls a few weeks back (you find these things out being bored at work during down times at work). I only got a chance to read Farrah's. For those of you that don't watch the show, the father of her child died a couple of months before the baby was born. So sad. BUT she also admitted that they weren't on speaking terms before his death but she thinks he would have been a good dad. *coughRyancough* Hmmmmmmmmmm...........perhaps.

RHONJ REUNION (BEEYOTCHES)!!!!!

Do not bring up my family!!!! Do not bring up my family!!!! ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!

Bwahahahahahahahahaha Who watched it? Who saw it? Who can't wait for part deux??







I found this hilarious cartoon parody clip of the RHONY Season 3 reunion

HB2M!!!!

If you've got your Little Orphan Annie Secret Society Pins, you'll know that stands for Happy Birthday to me!!!!!!!

Hmmmm, now which birthday should I celebrate again ?

Mmmmmm, too young


Too......boring


Too old!


Juuuust right!!!

That's right, I'm 25 so come on out and wish ya girl a Happy Birthday!!

And now for a musical selection........

FB Chronicles

I had a couple of comments from some high school classmates on FB regarding some of the content I posted on two separate occasions.

Apparently I need help because I used a picture of a gay man, Lafayette Reynolds (from True Blood), as my profile pic

And I quote, "whats up with this pic, Hon. if you need someone to talk to im always here."

Why don't I just call AA, SA, DA and whatever other anonymous group there is while I'm at it? Honestly, the comment made me crack up laughing when I first read it. Then I re read it and was confused as to why a simple picture would cause such a reaction. Weird much?

After posting about UGK playing on the radio one day, I found out that I'm also apparently hood because I like their music.

Rude boy: I didn't know you were hood.... You know about Sweet Jones (Pimp C).

Me: I hardly think listening to UGK qualifies me as being hood. o_O.

Rude boy: Just a little.

Me: Negro, please stay out of my inbox.

Just to note from the time I friended this dude, he constantly sent me crazy ass messages. I'm sure he meant nothing by it but at this point I was just tired of him bothering me.......hence my reaction.

There's no point to this post (obviously) other than I find people to sometimes by really strange.

And now for a musical selection (that I just thought of at 9:18 pm (about six or seven hours after posting this))

A little bit of this, a little bit of that…………..

• I've been having some weird dreams lately. Did I ever tell y'all about the one with Cochise driving a Camaro? Mistah got quite a laugh out of that one especially when I told him how he went from walking on all fours to his hind legs, walked to the car, got in and drove off. Burning rubber and all.
• The Rickey Smiley morning show is now syndicated in our area. I'm still feeling it out to see if I like it but it's good to have another option. I can't stand the (only black) local morning show w/Broadway Joe *gags* but can deal with Tom Joyner.
  
• They are doing paternity test day on the RSMS. The babies name is a combination of her mother (Erica) and maybe daddy (Andre), Ericandre. Yeah, let that marinate for a minute. Ericandre. They may as well have name the poor child Anaconda! Erica thinks Ericandre*snickers* may not be Andre's because they are both light skinded and the baby is dark skinded (that's what she said). I'm listening to the stream at work now so I can hear the results. LOL
• Shaquan Duley said she wanted to be free. I just don't think that's going to happen now my dear. Then again, maybe she does feel freedom now. Poor babies....RIP.
  
• Teen Mom.....lord have mercy I feel so sorry for baby Leah and Sophia. Leah's parents (Gary and Amber) are idiots and Sophia's mom (Farrah) doesn't have a damn clue.
  
• Tyler and Catelynn have slowly but surely gotten on my nerves. Couples counseling at 17?!? Wanting your girlfriend\fiancee' to provide cell phone records to see how many times she's spoken with her ex-boyfriend from three years ago. Boo, she was 14!!!!! I'm so over them.
  
• One of my friends said on FB last night that Maci's new boyfriend looks like a white gorilla. When provided with proof, I couldn't even argue with her.

And now for a musical selection..................

Movies

If you're looking for some movies to pass the time at home while you beat the heat, I've got a couple of recommendations for you.



A couple who is expecting their first child travel around the U.S. in order to find a perfect place to start their family. Along the way, they have misadventures and find fresh connections with an assortment of relatives and old friends who just might help them discover "home" on their own terms for the first time. (from imdb.com)

This is really good dramedy (mostly comedy) that keeps your attention from beginning to end. The visit to the male lead sister's house Ellen\L.N is not to be missed.....classic!

Get into US borders by illegal ways could be a dramatic journey, but this is not a problem for Reina, a colombian teenager who only wants to live the american dream in NY. Her boyfriend is confused about his feelings and follow her, leaving behind his own dreams and a quite and simple life back in Medellin. When he faces the reality and find out his current situation alone in the big apple and with nothing else in this pockets but hopeless and sadness about his choices, we find out a story about turns and crude reality. (from imdb.com)

I caught this film during a bout of insomnia last week. It drew me in from the very first scene. This movie gives a very good and an extremely detailed look into what it's really like for those that choose to immigrate illegally into the US. While it's just one story, it almost seems like two as it chronicles the people's travel to the states as well as their journey once they make it here parallel with one another. While the story mainly follows two kids 'in love' Reina (aka crazy bitch) and Marlon (aka my future baby daddy in another life), it does of good job of bringing other characters into the fold to help round it out.
(This movie does have subtitles so if you're not into reading and watching, you may want to sit this one out.)

I could tell you...............

about how I went to the ER last night* or about how I finally found another car** BUT Mother Earth intervened (once again) and threw me a taste of phuckery. She knows how I love it so. :D

So below is a wall post from the K97 (a local radio station in Memphis) early morning team. Each week they do the jackass wall which is basically a free for all for people to vent about who or whatever is currently pissing them off. Usually there are a lot of comments from people complaining about their baby daddy, baby mama and of course THE HATERS! *sigh* Sometimes....just sometimes (okay it probably happens more often than I think because there are A LOT of ig'nant folks in Memphis) you get the occasional dummy that should be featured on a 'When Keepin' it Real Goes Wrong' poster.

Ladies and gents, I give to you Diamond Infiniti. Now we are just not going to say A THING about how s\he looks more like the Rock of Gilbralter than a Diamond. But I ain't one to gossip, so you ain't heard it from me!

Just in case you can't see the lovely text:

Diamond Infiniti puttin myself on the jackass wall for playing like i was sick three days last week and taking off work now i got a short ass check today

Here's a better pic of Diamond so you can see what I'm saying.

Really? You telling off on yourself about really not being sick..............ON FACEBOOK! And have the nerve to complain about your check being short as a result of your actions.....................ON FACEBOOK!!!! GIRL\BOY BYE!!! LMAO!!!

*I'm totally fine now. I really don't know what it was but it hurt bad enough to make me feel like my life was in danger. Maybe bad gas?? *shrugs shoulders* Whatever it was had something to do with that daggone Stouffer's lasagna we had for dinner last night. Please trust that none of their products will EVER enter my stomach again. Whatever was going on in my tummy resolved itself before they even got a chance to call me back for the full examination. Go figure.

**I finally found a car at the end of July. It's another Maxima....not a new one *tears* but it's still really nice. *smile*

And now because I can't think of an appropriate musical selection, let's just dance instead.

Is it just me or does CB look uber geigh dancing surrounded by a circle of men.

Take it or leave it........

After we got to Memphis Saturday, I informed my mom that the kids had about $100 left from the money their parents had sent down with them. She advised me that I should keep it. I told her that wouldn't be right and that I wasn't comfortable with keeping money that was not intended for me. Now if I found some money in bank bag in the parking lot of a store.....totally different. LOL!!

Mama: Well if you don't want it, I'll take it.

Me: (head cocked to side side) Mother, really..........*sigh*

Mama: I'm just saying with the time and gas you spent picking them up and dropping them back off it's only fair. How about I have a conversation with her in private about it?

Me: Ummmmmm, no. It's not that serious.

Mama: Suit yourself.

I was talking with Mistah about it after I returned and he said that he agreed with my mom. Along with the things she mentioned, he stated that I had taken a week off from work to do this and had dedicated seven full days to caring for these kids. And even though it was paid time, it was still time that I didn't have to take off if I didn't want to.

Exactly. I didn't have to. I could have told her no at any point but I chose to do it. Actually the original plan was for them to drive down to our house and pick the boys up. I opted to drive them back because I wanted peace and rest during the remainder of the weekend. Adding two additional adults (one of which probably would have wanted to cover the entire central AR area visiting folks during the short time she was here) and an eight month old child to the mix would have definitely not allowed that to happen.

$100 is a lot of money to me but not enough to create unnecessary drama....especially when it wasn't mine in the first place.

What about ya'll? Would you have taken the money?

Mission BBA(s): Wrap-Up

Yep, that's right. I'm totally lumping all remaining days into one. It's been a whirlwind since day four. Soooooooooo, let's see.

So after the early day birthday celebration, as planned, we took the kiddos to the go-cart place. With them still being so young, we had to do the double cart thing so Mistah and I could drive them around the track. All was going well until I phucked sh!t up! As I was bringing the cart into the bay, I misjudged the spacing between the space the cart goes in and the cement block that separates the lanes where the carts are parked. Here's a pic to give you an idea of what I mean.


Unfortunately for us, there were no tires in front of the thing to help soften the blow. Also, I wasn't going that fast so that helped BUT that crap still hurt!!! BBA #2 was riding with me and suffered the fate of my mind blowing go-cart skills. I was so shocked by what I had just done that I didn't even notice him crying at first. After checking him over, he said that only his tongue hurt (from where his teeth bit it) and he was off with the birthday boy to play video games for awhile. Mistah didn't help matters by laughing at me (in private) saying that I looked like a crash test dummy from behind and proceeded to demonstrate the slow motion version of our motor vehicle accident....bastid. Anyway, we went back out for round two and BBA#2 stated emphatically that he no longer wanted to ride with me but Mistah. LOL Hey, I can't blame him. I gave BBA#2 some kids med's and checked him over the next morning to make sure he was still ok. Luckily, he said only his tongue still hurt. Unluckily for me, I was sore as hell!!!! *growls* Thank goodness I have a back supply of prescribed medication to help with things of this nature. :D

After the birthday shenanigans, I took them to a few places in Little Rock the next day one of which was my place of employment. We had 'the best behavior talk' prior to going in. I swear it was like talking to deaf children because nothing I said took. They lived up to their name and showed their complete and total Billy Bad Asses!!!! After hightailing it out of there with my tail between my legs, we had another talk in the car about what was going to transpire once we arrived back home. Yep, that's right! I had to beat some Billy Bad Ass! As with all kids I imagine, they thought I had forgotten as they were asking about watching cartoons and slip and sliding again.

I made them sit in the reflection corner (thanks Super Nanny), gave them another talk (I still don't think it sunk in), made their dinner, gave baths and put.them.to.bed!

Friday was their last full day and it was extremely low key. So low key, that I can't even remember what we did other than taking them next door to visit with my (elderly) neighbors cleaning up and watching Alvin and the Chipmunks The Squeakquel. *sigh*

And then they were gone. We left around 9'ish Saturday morning to take them back to Memphis to reunite with their parents and little brother (who is oh so cute and juicy for an eight month old). He looks a lot like BBA#3 only darker (more like my complexion for those of you that know what I look like). My sister suggested that since the baby will be older next year that she send all three of them down next year. Ya'll know I'm never one to shy away at laughing at a hilarious moment so I proceeded to cackle in her face and call her crazy. She shouldn't even let that thought cross her mind again until that child is closer to three or four years of age.

While I do miss them, I am quite happy to have my life back to normal. No more cartoons, no more Fruit Loops, no more kids!!! YAY!!!!!!!

YouTube Foolishness: Bump and Grind Edition

I sure hope these kids haven't heard us bumping uglies.

Mission BBA(s): Day Four

First, I would like to give a shout out to Gorgeous P. and K.Rock for bestowing me with the honor of the Versatile Blogger award! And here I thought I was just a one trick pony.....not to be confused with My Little Pony. Now I just have to remember where I saw that little picture so I can showcase it on the blog. :D

So today is BBA #3's big day....his 5th birthday! He informed all in the household yesterday, that once he woke up that everyone would have to sing him the happy birthday song and give him presents.

Oh really now?!

I'll cut him some slack since today is his birthday but that child (smh and LOL at the same time) has a bad case of 'got a mouth full of want and a hand full of nothin'-itis. At any rate, today has been a good day so far. I did a bit of decorating for him last night and arranged his gifts so he would walk in and see them on display. Of course, all he saw were the presents............LOL. After he played for a bit with his brother and took his birthday calls, we went to a matinee showing of 'Despicable Me'. AWESOME movie! I don't watch kid flicks all that often but this one ranks right up there with 'The Incredibles'. I still love watching that movie.

Afterward, I took them out to lunch at the best little fast food place in the world.....Chick-fil-A! We made a quick pit stop in the restroom and I got to experience one of those embarrassing moments that mother's often speak of. The stall that we went in had a combination of post BM\women folk odor. BBA #3 proceeds to exclaim, "Aunt AR Gal it stinks in here! Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!". I had to laugh to keep from crying because the lady that funked it up had just walked out of the stall and well it really did stink.



Once Mistah gets home from work and I wake them up from their nap (both of which should be occurring any minute now) , we'll do the cake thing and then take them to the go cart place once the sun goes down a bit.

I just hope he doesn't throw up again.

Until tomorrow (or something close to it)................

Mission BBA(s): Day Two & Three

I's tyred..........but I don't know why. Now that I sit here thinking about everything that we've done it really hasn't been that much but it seems like we have just been going, and going, and going. Energizer Bunny Game Proper.

The day seems to pass by sooooooooooooo quickly. The fact that I'm still waking up at my normal time of five am isn't helping matters much. First you have to feed them breakfast and keep them entertained by planning an activity or letting them watch Nickelodeon, Cartoon Network, PBS or one of the dvd's they brought along. By the time I've gotten them fed, the kitchen cleaned, clothes laid out and ironed for the days outing, teeth brushed, faces washed and all that jazz, it's time for lunch and dinner. *sigh* At any rate, I'm convinced that if we ever decide to have kids that being a stay at home mom is out of the question (like we could afford it with the high cost of daycare but whatever).

Ya'll don't care about my troubles though, you want to know about the kids right? Right. The Cliffnotes version is as follows:

• Sunday we went bowling. Everyone had a good time and we all got at least one strike in.
  
• There were plans to take them to the park this morning (not an indoor activity I know but it's not so bad as long as it's early) but those were pushed back until tomorrow due to unforeseen circumstances.
• I found a cake. Actually, it's a mini-cake surrounded by cupcakes. It's really cute, colorful and fits the bill.
  
• Today we went to the place I had been hearing about non-stop since I picked them up in M-Town.....Ju-mp Z-one. It's the bees knees around here. Actually, it's nothing more than a bunch of inflated play areas in a building.
  
• I wish I had to the funds to open one. They make bank!
• I let them run free for a little over three hours. I made sure to stop by the Wal--Mart-s and get some magazines to read before I let time slip away.
• They are really some entertaining kids. BBA #3's rendition of 'There Goes My Baby' would make you feel emotion even if you had no soul. Hilarious!
• Speaking of, he got to speak with his kinda sorta girlfriend on the phone Saturday. The convo was going great until I heard, 'so are you my girlfriend now or what?'. They are gonna have issues with that one.
• He's a tattle-tale too. Three days in and now I just ignore him.

And with that, I'm off to bed. Maybe I'll sleep 'til six tomorrow. *fingers crossed*

Mission BBA(s): Day One

Soooooooooooo, Billy Bad Ass numbers two and three are here for the week. Day one was most uneventful as they spent quite a bit of time being chauffeured from their great-aunts house to my mom's house (aka my granny's (RIP) house) to hang out for a bit then to my house.

I was dreading the (two plus hour) drive because those two can TALK!!! All praises to the most high for making it so our bodies need sleep because that's exactly what they did 10 minutes after we got in the car until we arrived in town.


I still have to go get this child a birthday cake (cupcake and/or random sweet something or another). I didn't want to buy it too soon but I don't want to wait until say his birthday to get it either. I think I'll be safe getting one tomorrow or Tuesday.

I haven't a clue as to what today's activities will involve other than they will be strictly INDOOR!

I hope ya'll are having a restful weekend cause guess what? I AIN'T!

And now for a musical selection...............................
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEMIIIIXXX!!!

YouTube Foolishness: Run Tell Dat Edition

No words necessary.....



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Someone please call 9-1-1.................

I don't know if I've shared this with ya'll before (something tells me I have but I can't remember) but the local paper where I live has a police beat section. I usually read this daily due to the rise in crime (especially home burglaries) that have been occurring lately in this once oh so quiet town. So far, our neighborhood (and surrounding one's) has fared quite well. Everyone on our street gets along pretty well. We may not have close relationships with each other but we always speak and wave to each other as we pass down the street.

Anyway, so back to the paper. Like I said, this section keeps me up to date on crime and what not but sometimes there is something that makes me crack the hell up laughing catches me completely off guard. Take for example this little gem of a report:

Battery at 1155 Skyline Dr. (Walmart). Officers responded to a possible fight Thursday inside Walmart. The victim stated that she was in the checkout aisle with two friends and her sister. The victim said the man in front of them asked them a question. She thought he asked if they would like to go in front of him in line, and the victim responded, “yes.” The suspect became angry and told the victim he was going to “choke slam” her. The suspect allegedly punched the victim twice in the face. The pair were separated until officers arrived. The suspect told authorities that he was a secret agent and that it was illegal for someone to eavesdrop on his conversations. The suspect stated that he was having a conversation with someone in his head. When the suspect caught the victim listening to his conversation, he asked her if she was eavesdropping and she said, “yes.” The suspect said the voice told her that she had committed a crime and needed “to be dealt with.” The suspect was transported to the Faulkner County Detention Center.

This reminds me of a run-in I had with a crazy at that very same Wal...Mart back when I worked there during college. There was only one in town then and now we have two....ooooooooooooooo!!! Anyway, I was on lunch and decided to hit up the McD's in the back of the store for some food. After placing my order, I noticed this loud lady acting a fool pointing at random people screaming at them. Me being me, I just looked at her and rolled my eyes. Crazy lady notices me and proceeds to come my way. Awwwwwwwwww hell!!! I instantly started cussin' myself in my head for not looking the other way. I grab my car keys out of my pocket and position them between my middle and ring fingers just in case I had to stab a hoe defend myself. She was almost thisclose to me when sakurity came and saved my ass. LOL

I don't know why I didn't just leave. I suspect it had a lot to do with the fact that I was hungry.....and immature. At any rate, I learned my lesson.

And now for a musical selection...............................

Name that baby!!!!

OMG, I'm so hating blogger right now. Please excuse the janky font and spacing.

The local news station I watch in the morning loves to interact with their viewers via FB. Quite honestly, I think the morning team has one of the cushiest jobs ever. With only having to do a few interviews, a little weather, read the previous night’s news on the teleprompter and comments to questions they post on FB each day for a couple of hours, I’d say they’ve got it made.

One of the reporters on the show is pregnant with twins and is scheduled to give birth sometime today. So of course the FB topic today centers around babies, more specifically baby names.

Good morning! In honor of _________ set to give birth later today we are talking about baby names. A list of fastest rising baby names in America was just released. Tune into to To.da.y.s T-H--V This Morning at 5:40 to see what they are and we want to know the most unusual name you've ever heard. Do you have a child with an unusual name?

This topic piqued my interest as I had a love\hate (mostly hate) relationship with my uncommon name growing up. I used to curse my mom silently in my head (especially during my tween/early teen years) for giving me such an unusual name. The kids, with their mean asses, teased me mercifully. “Hey Woolite!”, they would say. (Go ahead and laugh.) “Why couldn’t she have named me Nicole, Melissa, Sarah, or Elizabeth?”, I asked. Hell, I would have been happy with Ann (or so I thought). Then I found out why she named me what she did. For those of you not in the know or that may not remember, my father passed away in a car accident right down the street from our house while my mom was pregnant with me. I found out later in life that she, not surprisingly, almost miscarried me. In order to honor my father, she decided to name me after him. Because there was no way of determining my sex (that I know of anyway) it was decided if I were a boy I would be a Jr. (of course) if I were a girl (insert my real name here).

Luckily, time has a way of sorting these things out. Even though my mom got the idea of my first name from a street sign in Memphis (no lie), I’ve grown to love it and wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. Some of the names on the list however? Not so much.

Here are some the unusual names and comments on the post that stood out to me:

Statia

Zing Lee

Typhne...(Tiff-nee not Tiffany) Their words not mine.

Christmas Snow

Iwon (this one made me crack up laughing)

Lexus Mercedes (her last name was also a car) Again, their words not mine. I’m going to go out on a limb and guess her last name is Ford. How dreadful.

Shanda Leir

Arieah Ozma Kaylieth

My great aunt was named Dewdrop. She married a man with the last name Snowball. So she was Dewdrop Snowball!

i went to school with a girl named Whiskey

I once new a girl named Merry Christmas

I know this family. Disney Land has a little brother named Ty Land. Sweet kiddos

I have a uncle named Theron, and a cousin named Booger, for real........

here is list for you of live children and I still can't believe their parent named them this: maryjuana
Conception
Hennesy
Fiancé
Chavoka

I’m not going to ask you to name any of the most unusual names you’ve ever heard but if the spirit moves you then so be it.

And now for a musical selection...............

I suck...............

So BBA numbers two and three made an impromptu visit with Granny (my mom) yesterday. The plan was for me to take my mom's car to the airport (she left it at the house so she wouldn't have to pay for parking) and they would ride out to Memphis. After speaking with her yesterday afternoon before the plane took off, I pretty much knew they would be staying the night. Apparently getting through security with two small children was enough to tire her out. Hell it would probably tire me out too.

After returning to the house, I got the kids fed and took them over to the school next door so they could play and run off some of their energy and excitement from seeing me the dogs. About 20 minutes in, BBA number three showed signs of extreme crankiness and crying. Now I don't know nothing about birthin' or raisin' no babies but I do know what that means in Mommyland. NAP/BEDTIME!! I told his big brother (BBA number two) he had about ten more minutes and we were heading back to the house. BBA number three's cries were getting louder (and quite honestly more embarrassing). Thank goodness only a few people were out there with us. Then, he wanted his mommy. Being the good Auntie I am, I pulled out my phone and called her. After listening to their conversation on speakerphone, it was pretty obvious that my big sister was more interested in her nap than her spawn's need for her. Imagine that! LOL

BBA number two headed over to the another piece of play equipment to enjoy the last few minutes and surprisingly BBA number three followed. I walked over to join them and BBA number three announces "I SUCK".

Me: No you don't. What would make you say that?

BBA number three: Aunt AR Gal, I suuuuuuuuuuck

Me: *thinking what the hell*

BBA number two: He's saying he's sick

Me: Really? How the h..... thanks for telling me.

Sooooooooooo, I go and ask him where it hurts and he points to his belly.

Me: Do you have to boo boo?

BBA number three: Yes I have to boo boo

Me: Okay, we're leaving now.

He then proceeds to hurl chunks of the dinner and ice cream he had eaten.

Me: *screaming on the inside* BBA number two, let's go.

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd he hurls again with bigger chunks.

Me: *turning his body the opposite way while secretly praying, please don't get it on me, please don't get it on me, please don't get it on meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*

Nothing on this planet is as gross to me than seeing someone throw up. I mean really, it's disgusting.

After Vomitgate, we haul ass back to the house. I want to pick him but (1) he's heavy and (2) I really don't want this kid blowing chunks down my back or worse...in my hair! I started to call Mistah but then thought better of it. What if he does it in the car? OMG, ew. Good thing we only live less than a quarter of a mile from the school. Once we got close enough, I put my big girl panties on and picked him up but not after asking five times if he had to throw up any more.

We made it back to the house without any further incident and BBA number two and three were promptly given a bath and put.to.bed.

If this is a preview of what's to come, I'm in trouble.

Update on the update and other shenanigans.........

Sooooooooo, I still haven't decided what kind of car I want (thanks for all your suggestions). I don't think I will truly start narrowing down my imaginary list until I get the check. Speaking of, turns out I don't own a dime on the car and got money back. The lien folks said it was because of finance charges and the warranty I purchased. They don't disclose this information unless your car is totaled. Ain't that a blip?! At any rate, I'm not complaining. I'm rejoicing!

I ended up having to go to the doc for back and neck pain. It's nothing major. The human body is amazing....that's all I know.

Mom, drove in Saturday for me to take her to the airport. She'll return with the boys Saturday and they'll head back to Memphis. Even if I haven't purchased a car by the time they are scheduled to come down getting a rental won't be a big deal now. YAY!

Ummmmmmmm, let's see what else. My boss's last day is this Friday. Ya'll already that but I felt it needed repeating. LOL

I didn't get the other job. No worries. Did I tell ya'll I was sitting up in that interview sweating like a banshee??!! LOL

What else? Nothing. That's it.

Friends, Romans, countrymen, bloggers lend me your eyes.....................

It's a done deal. I'm getting another car.

Let the official car search phuckery begin.

In the spirit of this journey I'm on let's make this fun. I want any and all car suggestions from you BUT there are a few stipulations.

• Four door vehicles only
• No drop tops
• Price....hmmmmmmmm do I want to limit the price. Yeah I do. Nothing over $20K.
• No humongous SUV's. Tires on those sap suckas are expensive!
  

Those are the basics. Once everything is said and done regarding the claim, we are going to try and make this process as quick and painless as possible. I'm ready to get back to my type of normal life.

Oh and if anyone mentions a pre-owned Pinto like Mistah did............................



And now for a musical selection

TOTALED (UPDATE)

So now I'm considering not accepting the total loss and just getting the thing fixed. My car is a bit older but I like it and it's mine......shitshoot. If I may be quite honest, I truly have issues with them taking ownership of it and benefiting (from the sale of the vehicle through salvage) from MY loss. I've paid money a good amount of money on it (and still owe just a bit). The more I digest and process my options, the more totaling it seems like I'd just be throwing money out of the window. That along with everything that comes with the car search process is really swaying my thoughts. We did a little parking lot window shopping Monday afternoon and OMG I got SO annoyed with the salesmen. I know they are just doing their job but when I say I'm just looking or I'm not buying a car today, my naive mind really expects them to respect that.

Anyway, the initial conversation with the folks at the repair shop stated that there is no structural damage to the vehicle just cosmetic. Now I just need to have another conversation with them verify that and with the insurance folks (both theirs and mind) about some other odds and ends. *sigh*

Emma just came to give me a kiss on the arm. I guess she senses my stress level is high and/or that I need to get some rest.

The journey continues...................................................

TOTALED....

Sooooo, the car is totaled. To say I'm in a phucked up mood is an understatement. I thought the car was going to be repaired until the other folks insurance company went to look at it and deemed it totaled. Granted I could still opt to have it repaired but that would be a whole 'nuther hassle with my car insurance making sure they would still insure it with complete coverage (not just liability).

We have a rental (for a little while longer) plus the other car but this has put a total wrench into future plans. Specifically when the boys come in August. Who knows if I'll even have another freaking car by then. Once the rental is gone, Mistah will still need it to go back and forth to work while the boys are here. What are the kids and I supposed to do? Play hide and seek until he comes back? *sigh* I could pay for a rental that week but guess what? I don't want to. They should have to pay but this bitch of a claims agent isn't budging.

I never knew the process of dealing with insurance companies could be so damn frustrating and stressful. You would think that since this wasn't my fault they would be kissing my ass. HA!

NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The journey continues...............