
I know y'all been wondering if I actually "did the deed" and had to disappear...LOL...well...........not this time. Coworker is a good egg most of the time.


It's one thing or another around my world. Boss went out of town, had to call and tell him about wifey's overspending again.
Nutcracker is kicking my butt! I've given up my role as Mrs Snooty and have slipped into the "guest" role. Whew! Now I don't have to worry about dancing. But guess who fills in at each practice because not everybody shows up!!!!! Miss T is disappointed but understands that I just can't do it this year. My ankles have been swollen since Saturday.....not from anything other than poor diet and being overweight. On top of being IN the production I have become the somewhat "bookkeeper and keeper upper of things" and that is a chore. Lots of people with lots of questions.
I was so ill this weekend....every little thing set me off. It is almost like having PMS (if I remember it correctly). Snapping at my kid...I even spanked her 2 times...for arguing with me. Then I totally went off on a little boy on Sunday......he deserved it. He had already been told by another mom that he "shouldn't be throwing things" in this studio and he might break something. His comment? "Who are you to be telling me what to do" well guess what the answer was!

I put that boy in the biggest time out he's ever seen, yelling at the top of my voice "you don't do things like that...you could hurt/break etc.....who do you belong to? where's your people?". His mom finally owned him and made him appologize...I got one of those snottly little "I'll get you my pretty" appologies-----whoop de do! What he needed was an old fashion trip to the wood shed.
Who do I think I am to be telling him something....??

Mr Man is not well.....it's his own fault. He's been coughing for about 2 weeks now and it's not getting any better.
He doesn't take his meds properly, then he drinks too much. (hmmmm Rx+alky=dissaster). He has big time night sweats Sunday night/monday morning so I say You ARE going to the doctor....no I didn't go in with him but I should have. I said "are you gonna tell him EVERYTHING?".....
Who am I kidding.........needless to say the answer was NO, so I'm upset and saying that I don't trust the Doc because, well, hell, he didn't have all the facts. And why should I worry over this when DH doesn't. If he's on a mission of death, oh well. TOM DOESN'T GET why I'm so upset.
So here it is.....6:30pm Halloween...I guess I'd better head home and pick up Miss T...she's out with my nephew on his first Trick or Treat experience...he's only 15 months old. Should be cute pictures. Have a grand evening all!!

Going with a Halloween Theme...Look at this fog that rolled in over our field between me and Nanny...kinda spooky.
The weather was PERFECT! The bar was open when we arrived, we drank and we mingled and then "here comes the bride" - Beautiful! The groom wore his Rainbow sandles...damn I wish I'd know cause I would have much rather been in mine!
Short n sweet, kiss the bride and everyone began a big party....booze n food n chocolate fountain and did I mention booze? The bartender was a friend of the couple's daughter...get all that? Well, I've met him many many times and he is such a fun, sweet fella.
Here's me and Mo, the bartender....I think he tried to get me drunk! I arrive at 6pm and get
(DJ Chris) As soon as it was "here is Mr & Mrs" Chris kicked it off with some shaggin beach music. He played all the right stuff, Billy Joel, Beach Music, Michael Jackson, Louis Armstrong, you name it...even some of the new hip stuff...well at least me and Mo and the kids (20 yr old somethings) knew it.
I know I kicked off my shoes and danced the night away, grabbed some "stuff" (front & back mind you), ran my mouth off. Boy were my feet aching! Fell in my house about midnight 30! Whew!



