About Me

I am beyond vexed that the lottery has not made me a winner. I am not greedy for millions ~my needs are simple: good books, better wine, and a new vehicle.

Monday, November 24, 2008


Mom and me ~ around 1971
Peter and Me

Me and Daddy ~ I'm two.

Peter, Mark, Daddy and Me! One month old

Thursday, November 20, 2008

A Talk With My Former Spouse

The Minion's father wanted him to go to Texas for Christmas. Not just for the two weeks of vacation but for a week before and after. A world of NO on that entire idea. I'll list my reasons.

My ex husband has found the Pentecostal church. Apologies to any of my 5 readers who might be born-again Pentecostals, but the ex has taken this to an extreme.
  • He believes that the Jews killed Jesus, no not the Romans, the Jews. Considering the S.O is Jewish, I take offense to that train of thought. Not to mention that the last time I picked up a story of the Crucifixion, it was centaurians weilding the mallets and nails.
  • He claims the people he is with in Texas are just like you and me, but they don't sin. Ever.
  • He cannot send me child support because he doesn't have a job. But God has taken care of all his needs - i.e, he is doing odd-jobs for the church and is receiving room and board ( sponging off them ).
  • He said he would pray for me. I said, great - please do...and also pray for that pair of winter boots for the Minion..I'll expect them on the dining room table via divine intervention by morning.
  • The only way to get to heaven is by reading the Bible and believing in Jesus. Apparently all other religions - including Catholics, but especially Jews need not apply.
  • Barack Obama is a Muslim.
  • He wants the Minion to eventually live with him because ~ and I freaking quote: " You can have more children". That is a freaky-assed statement.

When I got off the phone, the S.O suggested I just sit and have a bourbon. I thought that was an excellent suggestion. Needless to say, there are no plans for a father and son reunion anytime soon. The Minion is relieved. He is as wigged as we are about the change in his dad. And for those who are wondering, I have full legal custody. Whew.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008


I love this song. Love, Love this movie. And since I've been on a Boston Legal dvd marathon, my attraction to James Spader has been renewed. He's just so....interesting. His characters are neat. And I admit to lustful ideas in his general direction. Do you think Keith Olbermann will be jealous?

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Keith and Love

The man reads my mind.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

I Found Where The Crazies Live

It's like watching a trainwreck...can't believe it, but can't turn away.

These are some scary folks.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

It's Like Freaking Christmas

I stole this from Catherine, but it says it all for me. I'm tired and happy and joyful and bursting with pride, hope and satisfaction.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Nervous Energy

The last time I felt like this was when I was waiting for The Minion to fly home from Oregon after his summer visit to his dad's. I stacked about a cord of wood that morning before I had to go to the airport. Of course all our wood has been stacked for a couple months. I feel a cleaning frenzy coming on. But I have errands to run after I go vote, so I will be occupied. Naturally I am down to one cigarette. I am not a chain smoker. I smoke maybe half a pack a day. Today I may morph into dearly departed old Uncle Donald - the 2 pack man. I would like to buy wine for this evening. But I work tomorrow and my tolerance level has dropped over the last few years. Normally I'd have 2 glasses. But I don't trust myself today. But the fact remains: Chemicals, I need chemicals! Sad but true.

Saturday, November 1, 2008