I think I'm too old to fall in love. But still, crushing after people is a nice way to pass the time.

Shawn and I got into a fight last night. Well he would probably classify it as a fight, I would prefer to lump it into my 'heart felt talk' pile. It always seems the only time we can really talk about anything is when we are fighting.

I'm envious of couples who can talk to one another, be honest about stuff and still get along. Them, and couples who have things in common.

My dad is 60 today. I think he's starting to feel really old. He invited me to go out to lunch, he feels bad that we never get to see each other anymore.

My boss put up the help wanted sign yesterday. Summer's coming and it's getting busy. Now might be a good time to quit. I referred a friend.

The men in my house insist that the children are better behaved when I'm not around, oddly I find they are better behaved when the men aren't around.

Shawn hates it that Aiden sometimes calls him Shawn.

I'm really not living up to my true stalker potential.

Painted hermit crabs in a kiosk in the mall, could there be anything lamer?

Kathrynn misses me all day.

You're Betty Grable!


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I've always loved my husband's taste in music. I don't always agree with it, but I found it charming when we met in 1996 that he still shamelessly listened to The New Kids on The Block. He likes rap and country, classical, and musicals. He seems to have absolutely no idea or concern over what it 'in' and what is not.

This afternoon, while downloading music off of the internet he decided that Ricky Martin was a musical genius. So he's been playing Livin' La Vida Loca loudly all evening. It's not that I hate that song. I'm just not drunk enough to listen to it!

Please pass the tequila!

So, I went to my very first RadCon ever this weekend. The biggest question in my mind was why in the hell did I not go sooner. Holy crap that was about the funnest weekend of my life. At least what I can remember of it! LOL

Actually I remember everything. Just the details are a little blurry. :-)

I'm glad I went all in and stayed in the hotel. I think if I had just been there and then had to leave I wouldn't have had such a fantastic time, and I might not be so anxious to go back. It might have to do with all of the alcohol I consumed. I rarely get to drink in excess because eventually I always have to go home. And drinking in excess in ones own home isn't nearly as much fun.

There is a lot that obviously can not be posted. There is a lot that can NEVER BE SPOKEN ALOUD! LOL! But I will highlight a few things more for me than for anyone else.

First a big thank you to Keith for inviting me to go. Wow you rock! To my roommates in room 2245 (aka the Boobie Room - No Bobs allowed!)

Jesse - thanks for the show!
Brandon - thanks for being everyone's mommy!
Will - thanks for bringing Racheal ;)
Racheal - thanks for being piglet! Piglet rocks!

A few other highligters in my weekend.

Pussy Man (aka Keith, aka Fiesta Cat guy) - I would bend over backwards for you again any time!

Fuzzy Coochy Red Kilt Guy in the Elevator - Man, security guards are FAST!

Radcon man (aka Swinger Man) - Thanks for the invite. And thanks for your wife. And I want to see the pictures!!!

Girl in The Bling who started the evening with a top and ended less a top and made out with every girl there! - Thank you, thank you!

Electrical Tape Nipple Girl - I swear you have a twin or a teleporter somewhere in that damn hotel!

To the Sisters and their Mommies (aka the Wenches, aka those girls in the corner) - thanks for the memories.

To everyone who accidentally got flashed - I'm sorry.

To everyone who got it on purpose - you're welcome!

To all authentic kilt and utilikilt wearers - I'd chase that skirt anywhere!

To all the boys with nipple rings - thanks for the tugs!

To all of RadCon 2005 -Thanks, and I will see you next year.

And finally to anyone I forgot it is because I TRULY forgot you! ;-)

My husband got a job today! Hurrah, hurrah!! It's an extra good thing too because yesterday I was about to leave his ass!

I don't know why but dinner time has become a battleground. It's so weird. I grew up in a crazy family but at least from my Pollyanna-looking-back-20-years-later perspective dinner was always a fun time. Some how we've totally missed the mark on making dinner a happy occasion. We skipped right over 'bearable' as well and landed somewhere in "hell, with food". It's tense it's awkward, it's filled with correction, and usually ends with someone storming off or being sent away! It's a bad, bad thing.

Last night was one of these nights. Last night Kathrynn yelled at Aiden for something, Shawn yelled at Kathrynn for yelling at Aiden, I yelled at Shawn for yelling at Kathrynn, Aiden yelled at me to shut up, Neal commented that his daughter only told him to shut up once and 'never again', I yelled at Neal. Kathrynn talked about Shawn as though he weren't there. Shawn stormed off and ate dinner in the computer room with blaring music. Kathrynn cried. Nothing like a nice sit-down family dinner. :-(

I'm hoping that Shawn having a job will relieve some stress and make evenings like these less common.

The job is at some warehouse in Pasco. Nothing fancy or exciting. More warehouse work. The pays not great but it's more than me! What gets me though, is his freaky weird schedule! 8am-5pm, Monday thru Friday. Who's ever heard of such a thing? He's never worked a schedule like that in our whole marriage. It will definitely take some getting used to! ;-)

Yesterday I was cleaning the restroom at work and I found a pair of silky purple thong underwear in the corner behind the toilet.

I can see forgetting your keys in the restroom, a brush maybe, or even a whole purse. But panties?

I threw them away.

I got caught partaking of a guilty pleasure this afternoon. After work I decided to take a very quick trip to the casino. I only spent $3 total and left feeling sure that it' wasn't going to break me and that no one would have to know.

Little did I know Chloe was having her birthday party today at the bowling ally! So walking out I ran into the Dabb's AND the Gates'! Butsted!

So I want to publicly say that this is only the second time I've ever done that! I was only there for 15 minutes. I only lost $3. I'm not some freaky gambling addicted person like my husband would have you all believe! Or maybe I'm just in denial! LOL

I like blackjack. My husband get's really weird about it. Trying to say I'm addicted because I like to play. Hello! SMOKER!!

Anyway there's my explanation. Sorry I exposed everyone's kids to my bad, bad self! LOL

Katie

Gee I went in guessing 49. 39 at least! Quite alarmed to find I'm really 19!!!

You Are 19 Years Old

19 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

Kathrynn and Aiden were playing dress-up-like-princesses today. Kathrynn was saying that because Aiden was wearing a dress we thought he was a girl. I explained that he probably was just pretending to be a girl for fun.

She asked "How come boys and girls are different. Why are there females and un-females?"

YES!

Unfemales! I love it! :-)

Katie

We have a new member of our household today. A little hamster I think we'll have to name JESUS!

Back on Christmas Eve, I'm sure you remember, we bought two hamsters for Kathrynn. Two FEMALE hamsters, they assured us, sisters, from the same litter.

Apparently somewhere, something went terribly wrong.

Today while I was at work I got a call from home to announce that Belle had "borned a baby!"

I guess this explains why she was the fat mean one!

I don't know if there are more little miracles to come. Do hamsters often have just one baby? It's been HOURS!

Guess it's time to go read up on hamsters.