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Bea's my new bestest friend!

It would seem that this quiz hates me and foo together. Will not match us at all. Oh well, its ok. I have a new LJ bestest friend.

Friendship Level: 94%

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Good thing I really like her!! Even if she said she needed some new friends. She must have skipped MY name! hmph! Hee hee

Been a while!

I have not even logged in here since my last post on December 7th. I'm a bad bad girl.

I have been busy with other stuff though, and to be honest, just haven't had much going on that I felt like sharing. I still don't have anything, but I saw quite a few of my flist has this, and I want to play too! So, without further ado.....

1. You can only say Yes or No!

2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages you and asks!

Kissed someone on your flist? Yes
Danced in front of your mirror naked? Yes
Ever told a lie? Yes
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back? Yes
Been arrested? No
Kissed someone of the same sex? Yes
Kissed a picture? Yes
Slept in until 5 PM? Yes
Had sex at work? No
Fallen asleep at work/school? Yes/Yes
Held a snake? Yes
Ran a red light? No
Been suspended from school? No
Totaled your car/motorbike in an accident? No
Been fired from a job? Yes
Sang karaoke? Yes
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? Yes
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Yes
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Yes
Kissed in the rain? Yes
Sang in the shower? Yes
Gave your private parts a nickname? Yes
Sat on a roof top? Yes
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Yes
Broken a bone? Yes
Shaved your head? Yes
Slept naked? Yes
Blacked out from drinking? Yes
Played a prank on someone? Yes
Had a gym membership? Yes
Felt like killing someone? Yes
Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry? Yes
Cried over someone you were in love with? Yes
Had sex more than 4 times in one day? No
Had Mexican jumping beans for pets? Yes
Been in a band? No
Subscribed to Maxim? No
Shot a gun? No
Tripped on mushrooms? Yes
Donated Blood? No
Video taped yourself having sex? No
Eaten alligator meat? No
Eaten cheesecake? Yes
Still love someone you shouldn't? No
Have a tattoo? Yes

Weeee that was fun.

Consistantly Consistant

Well, it was Report Card day today for Harley. Over all, I'm quite pleased with it. They have a weird rating system though. What ever happened to Very good, good, satisfactory, and needs improvement? For those who are interested, here is the break down.

C-Consistantly U-Usually S-Sometimes R-Rarely

Shares, cooperates and works with others:C
Works independantly:S
Follows classroom routines:C
Completes tasks:U
Takes care of belongings:C
Demonstrates an interest in learning:C
Displays a positive attitude:U
Resolves conflicts respectfully:C

Language Arts - Harley demonstrates an enthusiasm for secnd language learning. She actively participates during our group activities repeating familiar vocabulary, reciting poems and singing songs. Harley sings French songs independantly and identifies all of the vocabulary words presented this term. She makes connections and understands simple directions and phrases. A great start to French Immersion Harley!

Mathematics - Harley counts to 10 in French, identifies most numbers at random to 10 and accurately represents numbers to 10 with objects. She is learning t descrie and create a simple AB pattern. Harley identified 2 dimensional shapes and practised familiar vocabulary related to comparisons such as "small/big" and "same/different". She also used computer activites and games to reinforce Math concepts taught in class.

Science - Harley names 10 out of 11 colours in French. She identified some of the parts of a tree and is learning about the changing seasons and the similarities and differences in trees throughout the four seasons. Keep up the good work Harley!

Physical Education Health - In Physical Education, Harley explores basic transport skills and concepts in simple games and activities. She recognizes the terms "personal" and "general" space which are associated with space awareness. She sustains participation in moderate to vigorous activity for short periods of time and consistantly demonstrates an understanding of general safety rules in the gymnasium. Harley is encouraged to practice the following motor skills at home: running and dynamic balance (walking in a line).
In Health, Harley demonstrates a good understanding of our class rules. She participated in group activities and discussions that give examples of how friends treat one another and what we can do to make our classroom environment a safer and friendlier one.

Social Studies - Harley is learning to identify the people who work in our school and describe their jobs. She practiced locating the important rooms and areas in the school during a school tour and participated in discussions and activities related to the people who work on our achool and their roles.

Music - Harley participates enthusiastically in musical activities in class. Great job Harley!

Personal and Social Comments
Harley displays an enthusiasm towards our classroom activities. She follows all our classroom rules and routines and gets along well with others. Harley perticipates actively and listens during our group activities. At times, Harley requires repetition of instructions and reminders to stay on task. Harley enjoys our classroom centers and interacts appropriately in them. She is developing her fine motor skills and she shares her ideas through her crafts and drawings. Harley has made a good start to Kindergarten!

So, all in all, I think that was pretty good! She likes to talk too much, but thats ok. Although, I haven't a clue where she gets it from. Ha ha.

I'm hopeful that there are even more better days to come for her.

You Belong To Me

You Belong To Me by Jason Wade

See the pyramids around the Nile
Watch the sunrise from a tropic isle
Just remember darling all the while -
You belong to me

See the marketplace in old Angier
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember when a dream appears -
You belong to me

And I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too

Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember till you're home again -
You belong to me

Oh I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too

Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember till you're home again -
You belong to me

Don't You Wanna Come With Me?

I love that song. Can't get it out of my head. So we got a few things straightened out with our money situation, and that has really lifted the anvil off of our shoulders. Christmas looked like it was going to be pretty tight, but now we're going to be ok. Thank god. Really.

I still haven't mailed my Christmas Cards out! Sorry guys, they're coming! I promise! I'm just putting the finishing touches on something that I'm making for the Bunny Foo, and Bea, then I should be ready! Yay! So girls, your stuff is going to be a little later. Sorry! But you will get it! I promise!!

So now that I have finished hosting the last Were game, I can devote my time to reading NHI. I read the first 29 pages the other night, and so far, I'm really enjoying it. I always liked Jaime's character though, so I'm glad to have her POV.

Has anyone seen the little toys McDonalds is giving away? They are the cutest little things! They're little robot type things. We have three of them kicking around he house. One is white with an orange tummy, and its nose lights up. The other is white with a gray tummy, and it sings a little song that is soooo catchy! On Saturday night, I kept pressing the little button over and over. Chris was upstairs cooking supper, and I was with the kids in the basement. Everytime I pushed the little button, I'd dance around like an idiot. Finally, after about 10 times in a row, Harley looked at me, rolled her eyes, and said "Moooooommmmmm". I had to laugh. "What? Am I annoying you?" "Yes!" Ha ha. Dang kids. Always telling me what to do! Hee hee.

I Love The Killers


Come with me.

We took a back road.
We're gonna look at the stars.
We took a backroad in my car.
Down to the ocean,
it’s only water and sand
And in the ocean we'll hold hands.

But I don't really like you, apologetically dressed in the best, but on a heartbeat glide.

Without an answer, the thunder speaks for the sky, and on the cold, wet dirt I cry.
And on the cold, wet dirt I cry.

Don’t you wanna come with me? Don’t you wanna feel my bones
on your bones?
It's only natural.

A cinematic vision ensued
like the holiest dream.
It's someone's calling?
An angel whispers my name,
but the message relayed is the same:
“Wait till tomorrow,
you'll be fine."
But it's gone to the dogs in my mind.
I always hear them
when the dead of night
comes calling to save me from this fight.
But they can never wrong this right.

Don't you wanna come with me? Don't you wanna feel my bones
on your bones?
It's only natural.
Don’t you wanna swim with me? Don’t you wanna feel my skin
on your skin?
It's only natural.

(Never had a lover)
I never had a lover
(Never had soul)
I never had soul
(Never had a good time)
And I never had a good time
(Never got cold)
I never got gold.

Don't you wanna come with me? Don't you wanna feel my bones
on your bones?
It's only natural.
Don't you wanna swim with me? Don't you wanna feel my skin
on your skin?
It's only natural.
Don't you wanna come with me? Don't you wanna feel my bones
on your bones?
It’s only natural.
Come and take a swim with me. Don't you wanna feel my skin
on your skin?
It’s only natural

So I have something going on, that I don't want to talk about. It's not anything bad...er at least I don't think it is. Anyway, you're wondering why I'm even mentioning it here, aren't you? Well, because it makes me feel better to have at least semi gotten it out of my system. I talked it over in my head, and I'm happy with it. Just needed this little note for myself. And to the person involved, thank you, and good luck today!

Happy Place, Wherefore Art Thou?

I'm actually not in a bad mood today. My boy is in such a great mood that its hard not to be, right along with him. I just have a few not good moody things to say.

I told the BIL yesterday about Alex's jacket. He just said "Oh, it smells?" I said "Wel, yeah. That, and its disgusting." Whatever. When I talked to the SIL after her kids got home, I asked her if Alex had mentioned about her jacket. She said no, but that she wasn't supposed to be wearing that one anyway.

While we were talking, the older niece, Abby, slipped and hit her head. She screamed and cried so much that the SIL let me go. That was at around 4:30ish. At around 6ish, she called to say that Alex was coming to our house, because they had to take Abby for stitches. It seems that when she fell, she cut her head open. AT 4:30! This was 6ish. The only reason they noticed she cut her head, was because the BIL noticed when he was bathing her. She has white blonde hair! How did they not see the blood? When James split his head on Thanksgiving, it bled...a lot. The SIL called just before 7, and said that the BIL would stay home with Alex, and she would take Abby to emerg. At around 7:15 or so, she called to ask what hospital we had taken James to for his head. Hello? Your kid has had a gaping head wound since 4:30! Why are you not rushing? Maybe I'm over reacting, but I know when my son was gushing blood, and the hole in his head looked like it was talking, we could think of nothing but getting him to emerg as soon as my mom could get over to watch the other two.

In other news...

Well, I really don't have any other news.

Well, I do have one thing. I've been so careful not to tell too many people, but you know, the person it involves didn't actually say it was a secret, so maybe it would be ok to talk about. Hmm. Yes. I think I will.

Kelley asked me to read No Humans Involved, and just make sure there are no glaring mistakes in it. She had heard from someone else that I had been complaining about continuity problems in Charlaine Harris' Sookie Stackhouse books (also big favorites of mine) and thought maybe I wouldn't mind checking her book for the same types of problems. Wondered if I "wouldn't mind"? Is she serious? Geez! I would love to. It came in the mail yesterday, so now I "have" to read it (like thats such a chore) and let her know. I was positivly giddy when it came yesterday. Not to mention the goodies she sent with it! So exciting! I can't wait! I'll let you all know how it is!

Rant time again

Okay. Today is not going well, and it's not even 9am. I think I might be cranky, and I hate to be cranky damnit! This may be leftover from the fact that I was up for 36ish hours yesterday. Weird how I felt so good yesterday, and was in a great mood all day even though I hadn't slept at all. Today I got about 5 hours or so, and I feel awful.

So, my niece gets here this morning, about 6:35. She goes downstairs, and falls asleep on the couch. I get Harley and James up, and get them ready to go. We have to take Harley to the bus, and its time to get snowsuits and stuff on. I can't get Alex to wake up. At all. She's not even flinching, and I'm rubbing her arms, practically yelling in her ear at this point. So, now, I'm screaming at my kids to hurry up and get their stuff on. Which is really crappy, because they've done nothing wrong.

Finally, I get Alex up, we get our stuff finally on, but now we're late. James does not like to run in the morning, so he's walking extra slow just to prove that to me. I have Paige in the snuggli, so I can't even pick him up and carry him. I'm yelling at Harley and Alex to RUN!, and they are, but James is 4 or 5 houses back. We're getting close to the back lane, so I can't let the girls keep running, and I have to go back and get James. I grab his hand, and start running again, and he's yelling that I'm going too fast. Then he pulls his hand out of his mitt. Now, I'm getting ticked. I grab his bare hand, and start running again. We cross the back lane, and the bus pulls up. One of the other moms, very thankfully, crosses the main street, and grabs Harley for me. Grrrr.

So my niece's jacket is so disgusting, I think it would jump into the washing machine itself if it had legs. Its a two tone purple, with the one tone being a light mauve colour. Well, at least its supposed to be a light mauve colour. Its currently a dark grey. It is so disgusting, I'm embarrassed to take her anywhere. Not to mention the stench coming off of it. My SIL smokes, and though she insists that she only smokes in the house when its really cold outside, the stench that comes off of her kids says other wise. My eyes were almost watering today as I was zipping Alex up. Poor kid is stuck in that jacket. Though, she likely can't tell, since she lives with it. I remember I never knew I stank when I lived at home, until I moved out. Weird how your nose get accustomed to things.

So today, I will be saying something either to the SIL or the BIL, which ever comes to collect their kids when they feel like it, that Alex's jacket is disgusting.

I of course, will not be mentioning my money. To quote one of my favorite skits from The Kids In The Hall "Stupid, stupid, stupid".

I think I need to find my happy place. Ha ha.


Well, I think I have found an avatar that I'm happy with. I have another one too, but it won't load up on here properly. I'm going to keep working on it though.

Let's see. Anything new with me? No. Not really at all. Nothing exciting, anyway.

I have started taking in my two nieces while their parents work. Some days, its only for a few hours, and other days, like today, I had the one niece, Alex from 6:40am until 4:40pm. That's a long fricken day with her.

Sadly, our nieces are spoiled rotten by their parents. This makes them holy terrors to deal with here. Today, Alex (3 year old) flipped Abby (almost 5 year old) out of a high chair type thing that we have. She just pulled on it, until the entire chair tipped to the ground with Abby on it. So, contrary to what her oh-so-attentive parents would have done, I gave her shit. Well, she burst into tears, and bawled like I'd told her her puppy died. I didn't yell at her, but I did raise my voice, pointed to the couch, and told her to go and sit there. She cried, and put her bottom lip out, and stared at me with a look in her eyes that said "I can't believe you haven't let me off the couch yet. This always works with my parents". I didn't budge. I refuse to let them do whatever they want here, and suffer no consequences when they do something wrong. I feel like grabbing my sister in law and shaking her. She complains non stop that she's sick and tired of hearing about what an angel Harley is. "No one ever says anything nice about my kids. No one ever wants them to come over and visit. Why are my kids always left out of everything?" They're all rhetorical statements, so I know she isn't actually looking for an answer from me. Especially since she really doesn't want to hear the answer. Her kids are bad. Really bad. They didn't have to be, but they made them that way. As far as I'm concerned, they now have to deal with it. I, on the other hand, don't have to put up with the rotten attitudes.

In the meantime, I'm not getting paid when I'm supposed to be either. I'm supposed to get $30 a day, to be paid every Friday. There have been 3 pay days. I have gotten my money on the right day, once. I got the pay from the week before last, this past Thursday, as they were dropping their youngest and their kids things at our house for the weekend. So, that pay was 6 days late. They left that day for a trip to the States, for some gambling and shopping. That meant they weren't here on Friday to pay me. Ok, no big deal, they were coming home on the Saturday, surely I would get paid then. It's Monday, and not even a whisper of where the pay is.

Most of you that are reading this, know me. You know what I'm like. There is no way I can just call my SIL up and ask where my money is. I tried today when she came to get her kids. Every time I opened my mouth to ask, I would slam it shut, and curse my self for being so stupid. So she left without paying me again. I need help. Of the professional variety I think. I truly think there is a reason I can't stand up for myself. Maybe therapy would help me discover it. I don't know.

So, for now, I remain silent and stupid. At least I got to vent to all of you. Thanks.

So, I found this pic...

I was browsing avatars for my page here, and came across this one. Its certainly not a picture of me, but it is a picture of Richard. Richard who, you ask? Why Richard Zeeman of course! He's a character from the Anita Blake series by Laurell K Hamilton.

I certainly wasn't looking for one of him. After all, I'm an Asher and a Nathaniel fan. (And sometimes, a fan of both of them together. Hee hee.) I saw this one though, and it just was him. Richard. In the, well drawn, flesh. He just needs darker eyes. Anyway, I thought I would share him with you. The title is "Smoldering". Its nice, what ever the title is.

So, on with my avatar search I go. I just have not found one that really speaks to me yet. Soon I hope. Soon.



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