Thoughts at the end of the day....

If you walk into a store and the cart rack is empty, but there is a cart sitting just outside the door you just came in through, why do you not go back out to get it instead of bitching at me about the lack of carts while I am in the middle of ringing up, along with my cashiers, a long line of people, which is probably the reason there were no carts at the front entrance. And no, there wa no one else who could get carts, as our other available people were trying to get a handle one of the depts, where we were shorthanded due the the dept mgr. having had a heart attack that morning before coming in to work. Walk your fat rear the two steps back outside and get the damn cart yourself, or take a number and stand in line. Personally before I bitched, I would get the cart myself.

Supposedly the Pelosi-run Congress is now looking at tuition breaks for illegal immigrants. HELLO???? Does anyone but me see anything wrong with this picture? How about tuition breaks for those who are legally in this country? How about tuition breaks for the crowds of students who busted their butts all through school to be able to go to college, got the grades, but can;t seem to get any financial help to see their goal through? How not enrolling kids who can;t hack high school to begin with, then maybe some of the funding for the ever increasing remedial programs (you know, for those who didn't learn the stuff in high school but yet think they can hack it in college) can be turned back into grants and scholarships for those who deserve a break.

So Britian is pulling out some of their troops? Yippee. Yahoo. Goody for them. Whiny leftists. I really don;t care if they pull out---I think we should too---not like we have the support of our own Congress, etc. to do the job right. Let the Middle East blow itself up. Then our lefty friends can whine about how if we had stayed and gotten the job done then the ME wouldn;t have imploded on itself. Of course it wouldn;'t be the fault of anyone, unless it was Bush--who seems to be the whippping boy of everything fromthe war to head lice.

Yeah sarcasm intended.

What do ya expect this time of night after I have just perused what passes for th opinion columns of our local paper?

I'm going to bed. Hopefully the world will still be there when I wake up. Although sometimes it looks doubtful......

wonders never cease....

So the ex actaully makes it to little old Salt Rock ----a blip on the map---to pick his boys up for the weekend, and he is actually semi-nice. Hmmmm....where did I put that knife--oh yeah, i'll probably find it in my back, again. Then he wonders why i can be so guarded around him.

Only 5 1/2 more years. I'm waiting for the oldest to hit 16, get a job and start dating, and tell his dad to stuff it when that 5 weeks in the summer rolls around. Sigh.....

Anyway, on to the title of this post----so far my sewing machine has held out, even thru the constant workout it has had since the massive quilting project has begun. I started mine, Kate said,"teach me" so now she is doing hers, and now the 16 yr old has confiscated fabric and cut her strips, and is right now begging me to put down the mouse and show her how to use the machine.

Now 2 Christmases ago, my mom bought them a machine to share, and they had no interest in it, except to watch me run them up a couple pair of flannel sleep pants each. Now they have interest and their machine needs fixed---bobbin woes---and mine is available. So I am off to show Kris how to sew, then I get to take her to work and Kate can sew to her heart's content until Kris comes back home.

Hasta la vista........

Peanut butter, Pelosi, and other stupidity.....

I have discovered as I get older, I have much less tolerance of other people's rank stupidity. Case in point--my ex calls tonight (after my boys have tried to reach him at the appointed time again) and his first question to my 14 yr old was "What did you pack?"(he picks them up tomorrow for visitation). Chris' response was right on the money--"Clothes." Just as deadpan as he could get. See, my ex has a problem with what I pack for the boys when it comes time for him to visit with them. If it is anytime in the summer, I am not supposed to pack any long pants or jackets. So I do anyway, just because I have the sense to know that once in a while, it gets a little chilly in the evening, even in summer. I have no idea what he thought was going to get packed for a weekend where the temps have not gotten out of the 20's for days, and snow is expected. Again. I swear next time I will take the phone from the boy and tell their dad that I packed shorts and tanks for them, just in case it reaches the upper 80's while it is snowing.

Geez.......

Of course, we also have the national peanut butter scare. Believe me, I don;t want my kids to have salmonella anymore than the next parent does. I spent the first 45 minutes of my shift yesterday pulling the email about it and then pulling and counting the product off my shelves. As I am doing this, some lady apparently passed thru the aisle just before I got there with the buggy to put the stuff in, and was bitching out the other manager for it still being on the shelf. Not wanting to hear that the warning had just been on the news half an hour before--which we don;t have access to while we are working, and that we had just checked the email screen and found the notice so that we could pull it. Patience, people, we have to have time to react to it. Hell, I was the first to sign off to our DM that it had been done.

So it is back to JIF for us for a while. I never used the Peter Pan brand, but I do use the Walmart version, and it is now in the trash. I do have to say that neither of my kids thus far has shown any signs of being ill, so I figure mine was ok, but I replaced it with JIF anyway.

Next on my list is Pelosi and the gang of rogues running Congress now--and I include quite a number of GOP in this too. Once again, Grow some balls. Stand up for what is right. And what is right is giving our troops the SUPPORT they need and the MEANS to accomplish what they need to do so they can finish the job and get back home. They DO NOT need our wimpy assed Congress passing any kind of resolution saying that "War is wrong, we shouldn;t be there, we won;t fund any more troops. "

Give me a break.

Most of you people in the Congress VOTED FOR stopping terrorism. Whatever it took.

So did Iran or Syria or who buy you off?

Who has you by the nuts?

Sorry if I seem a little crude, but ya know, I am a little incensed at this point. When I turn on my radio and hear people talking traitorously about this country, I blow my stack. When the whiners can;t even back up their positions---instead just yapping about how wrong it is for us to be over there in Iraq, about how many people we are losing over there. And then when asked to back up their whining with facts, they just lose it and can't handle the heat. And then resort to name calling and yelling, and anything to get the rest of us to shut up.

Like a bunch of 6 yr olds fighting over who gets the next turn on the swingset......

No wonder the rest of the world has no respect for us.

We don;t even respect ourselves most of the time.

Go right ahead, vote for Hillary or Obama----reap what you sow, people. More of the same crap that this Congress has forced on us.

Newt for President......

Hey he's the only one who hasn't declared for 2008 yet out of everyone I thought would.....

As Earl Pitts would say, "WAKE UP AMERICA!!!"

Stress relievers......

Cross stitch, quilting, sudoku.......I have tried all of these stress relievers in the past month or so, and thye are quite effective, creating something or solving something without resorting to destruction of something just to make me feel better. Cleaning house can work too, unless I am having to pick up after every single other member of the household--in every room!!!

Unfortunately for me, I had already pretty well cleaned my house today when I had to deal with the cable again (see prior post), so I am now surfing the 'Net and getting ready to bathe so I can go to Fas Chek and get some meat for dinner--as well as a paper---my husband was interviewed about the nasty weather while shoveling snow at work yesterday, so I thought I would grab an issue of the local yellow rag. I usually peruse it online, except for the Sunday edition--it has the Kmart and Target ads in it.

I am in the process of creating what my husband says will be a work of art when I get it done. A quilt for our bed--he picked the colors and we picked the pattern together--now I get to do the work. But it is really not work at this point. I'm stitching the strips together and have made a few blocks to see what it will look like, but I think I will just sew the strips together until I get all I have cut done. Then I will sew into blocks. It is a Roman Square pattern from a Better Homes and Gardens quilt mag I picked up at Wally World a couple of weeks ago. It is also the same one that Kate is doing, only with different colors.

Speaking of which, I'd better get hopping if I want to sew any time today,as we will have Kate and Kris both tonight, and I am sure Kate will want to use the machine.......

Time Warner sucks again.......

Then again, I am really mad at myself for sinking to the level of the welfare b**** that answered at the call center. I called to see why my digital stations were not coming in, and almost immediately was treated to some of the most a**hole behavior I have ever experienced, even from TW. She asked for my address, which as she was speaking softly, and with a pronounced accent, I didn't understand at first. I politely said, "I'm sorry, I am having trouble hearing you, did you ask for my service address?" She then said, "YES!" in a very snotty tone, which set the tone for the rest of teh call, which I won't bore you with, but after several minutes of trying to explain to her that I am unable to move the 300 lb entertainment center which houses the tv and cable box to unplug the darn thing and wait for 30 seconds before plugging in (which I probably would have tried on my own if I could have reached it), I was told that that was my problem and that she could send a tech out, but it would probably cost me $25 if it was something that I could have done on my own. This really aggravated me to no small degree, I ended up asking for her supervisor. After 10 minutes on hold, she came back to the phone to inform me that the sup would be a while, and I told her that I felt I had waited quite long enough. She proceeds to raise her voice, then I told her that I was not going to be yelled at, as I was the customer. She continued to raise her voice so I raised mine and finally told her two little words which I wish I could take back, but at that precise moment seemed appropriate. Then I hung up and called my husband to tell him that he could have the honor of doing the unplugging thing when he got home, and if that didn't work, then I was calling the co. back and demanding that they drop the darn digital from my bill immediately--which will also drop the bill about $15+ per month. Then as soon as I get my taxes back or something, I was calling DISH. My behavior could have been better, I fully agree with that, but the basic fact is Time Warner sucks, Always has, always will. They can blow it out , well, I am sure you can fill in the blanks......

thoughts on the super bowl

number one, I don't watch Super Bowls. The last time I really sat down in front of one was when I was still married to the ex. Divorce was final in 1999, if that tells ya anything. (I haven;t watched any form of wrestling since the split in 1998 either.)
My 14 yr old son is a Peyton Manning fan, so you can probably figure out who he is rooting for. I didn;t have to see the beginning of the game to know how most of the first half was going to go--I am sitting in the dining room making a quilt with my 14 yr old stepdaughter--her first try at it--and I heard the kickoff and next thing I knew my son was all shades of p***ed off. As I can tell by the words he is valiantly trying not to use so I don't knock a bar of soap down his throat. The Bears took the ball and got a touchdown in the first 14 seconds. Not a good start for Indy.
Now it is the 4th quarter, I have given up on the game, ran out of thread for my quilt and the stepdaughter has gone home, but from the living room, I can hear my son going absolutely nuts because things seem to be going the Colts' way.
By the way, Prince's halftime show sucked. Big time. He couldn't even creditably perform his own "Purple Rain", much less the other artists' songs he was trying to cover. He ended up sounding like a really bad Jimi Hendrix. Who I also don;t care for too much, but my husband does. Then again he also likes Metallica. 'Nuff said. (yeah I'm sure someone else out there likes them too.)
A couple of the commercials were cute, but not something I would put my life on hold for. They never are. Maybe I'm just too busy with my actual life to care.
Like my kids would say, "Whatever."