JustLisa

Let's see... we really didn't have Thanksgiving per se. Todd is working in a different capacity at his job now which was supposed to afford him more time at home. I guess it has so far but he still had to work Thanksgiving Day. It wasn't our holiday to have kids so I spent the day cleaning the hell out of the house to keep my mind off another holiday apart.

Friday we made a quick dash to Des Moines with the kids to see some of his family. Anytime Mitzi and I get in the same room, it's a good time. Didn't have any money to take part in the Black Friday shopping.

Christmas tree is up, lights are on the outside of the house and I'm outta time. Have a great week!

While taking care of the horses last week, we noticed the little colt was acting strangely. It was as if he was trying to throw up. I had always been told that horses cannot vomit so when he continued to wretch I called the vet. Just as the vet said that horses could not throw up, a large amount of foam came flying out of his mouth. I said "Ack! He just did!!!" and the vet said "Well, I'll be. I didn't know a horse could throw up, did you?"

After that, he appeared to be better for a bit. The vet said to keep a close eye on him and call back if he got worse again. A little later he started acting weird again so I rubbed his neck and patted and kissed his nose to keep him calm. After a few minutes of that, he coughed a giant horse cough right into my face and that was the end of it. He acted and looked as if nothing had happened.

According to my quitmeter, today I passed 5,000 cigarettes not smoked. That's an amazing number. Sometimes I surprise myself.

A bear walks into a bar and sits down. He bangs on the bar with his paw and demands a beer.

The bartender approaches and says "We don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana."

The bear, becoming angry, demands again that he be served a beer.

The bartender again tells him, "We don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana".

The bear, very angry now, says "if you don't serve me a beer, I'm going to eat that lady sitting at the end of the bar."

The bartender, once again, says, "Sorry, we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana."

The bear goes to the end of the bar, and as promised, eats the woman. He comes back to his seat and again demands a beer.

The bartender says, "Sorry, we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana, that are on drugs."

The bear says, "I'm not on drugs."

The bartender says, "Yes, you are, that was a barbitchyouate."

That'd be me trying to get into my pants. Every week without a cigarette means another pound or two here and there. Mostly there. I've gone from size one to three to five to seven to sweats. People say it looks healthy on me. I'm not in danger of developing an eating disorder but I have to disagree. Jiggly parts are only good in certain places and I'm afraid I'll never jiggle in the right spot.

So the reason for having to find jeans that I could squueeeeze into: C's school Christmas program was tonight. He had a trumpet solo and he nailed it! I promised I wouldn't jump up and yell "Woooohooooo!!" but I wanted to. Todd kept waiting for the 5th grade band to break out into Smoke On The Water. He was visibly disappointed.

This day has been so incredibly terrible. It was literally one bad thing after another all day long at work. At one point I was working three computers at once with my laptop balanced precariously in my lap, headset on my head with one phone call, cellphone to my ear with another phone call. Finally got away from that about 7pm and turned my attention to the "blizzard" we were supposedly having. Looked out the window and it was raining. Right now at 9:30PM those ignorant weather people have us under a blizzard warning and it's not doing anything other than spitting a few snow flakes. I can see the grass, the road, my car... there's no snow.

The weather genius just broke in and said "Still waiting on that heavy snowfall and it looks like we won't get it after all." With that announcement, C. lost his composure and went running to his room screaming something like "Dang it! We're gonna end up having school tomorrow!!"

If you'll excuse me, I think I'll go lose my composure now, too.

Decatur County - Winter storm warning in effect until 9 am cst this morning.
Snowfall will continue until mid morning then diminish. Total snowfall potential of six inches expected.

I can still see grass!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Why am I watching Trista & Ryan's Wedding?

I am up and working before Spoofee even realizes it's a new day.

I've been up since 3am. Having nicotine fits as if it were day one. I can really see why people just give up and go back to smoking. It's so hard. If it weren't 6 degrees and dark outside, I'd be at Casey's right now. Pack of Marlboro Light 100s in a box, please. Luckily for me, I can always find a good excuse not to go make that purchase and the craving will pass.

Christmas, that is. I really want to skip it. Every year I feel less and less festive. If not for the kids, it would be just another day.

Tonight Todd is in his fourth hour of trying to put an alternator on his car. No big deal except he's in a parking lot in Des Moines, it's cold, it's dark, it's snowing, and he just discovered that there is another broken part that he does not have. There are no words to describe how tired I am of bad news with a side order of more bad news. I am really good at picking around until I find a good thing. This morning I thought the good thing was that he made it into Des Moines and didn't get stranded along the interstate. The only good thing I can come up with now is that the car didn't slip off the jack when he was working on it. I mean, that's a pretty big thing to be thankful for but seems kind of teeny in the big picture of the happy freaking holiday season, eh?

Now there is a ten year old in front of me popping his shoulders like I have told him a thousand times not to do. My friend Lori has always said he is just so cute. She puts a ton of emphasis on cute just to drive him nuts. Nothing cute about deliberately antagonizing mom when she's stressed to the max. I am off to find some twine to tie his arms down to his side.

I was going to complain about how much life sucks... HOWEVER... if Brett Favre can lose his dad and still show up to play football, then I'll just shut up and take my hat off to Brett. What a man.

Go Packers!!!

I was up at 3AM and posted a really good entry. I see it didn't show up. Dammit.

I have a terrible migraine that will not go away!! Tonight we celebrate with my mom, aunt, and the kids. I am trying to will this stupid headache away so I don't ruin it for anyone. I have about another hour to do that. Wish me luck.

I finally got rid of my headache about an hour ago - turned out Todd was the one not really enjoying himself. He doesn't do well with the concept of kids being loud and having fun. He sure screwed up when he hooked up with me because I'm all about bringin da noize!

I removed all evidence of the holiday this morning. Everything is boxed up and ready to be hauled to the shed where it will be out of sight. Hopefully it will be more cheerfully presented next year.

Todd is at work, C. is with his dad, and I'm doing some work that I didn't get to earlier in the week. The best gift this year: FX is playing Edward Scissorhands right now. I love that movie! Todd hates it so how wonderful it is to find it on when he's gone. I can watch it in peace. Yay!!

Sad news over at Moosie's. A friend who was a local police officer in her town was shot and killed. I hate to hear that. I feel so bad for his widow. When Todd worked nights I always waited for that knock on the door. For some reason I don't worry about him so much when he works days. I guess because statistically, the loonies aren't out during the day.

Farewell 2003 and take all the heartache and misery with you on your way out.

Today I was talking to my coworker and she asked if I liked Guns n Roses. I told her that I used to listen to them alot and told her about a boyfriend from over a decade ago who just loved them. He used to be a bulldogger and he would listen to GnR before his event to get pumped up.