Archive for November, 2005

Happy Half Nekkid Thursday!

Posted in From HNT, From My Camera, Just For Fun on November 30, 2005 by TodaysAddiction

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If you’re a guy….
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and you’re wondering what exactly….
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you have to look forward to….
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as your relationship begins….
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to solidify as the years pass…..
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It’s legs like this bud, all winter long!


To find the cute nekkid people go see the Master…
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Dreams… (aka: where do ghosts come from?)

Posted in From My Past, From The Girl on November 30, 2005 by TodaysAddiction


I am one who rarely remembers dreams…
I know I dream, husb says I talk like mad in my sleep. Occasionally I remember little wisps of a dream when I first wake up, but by my first cup of coffee, it’s gone.
I’ve had two dreams in my life that were super vivid, and when I woke, they just did not feel like a regular dream at all… they felt like a message.
One was a visit from my deceased father, the other was a dream I had just prior to my Senior Skip Day in High School. I’ve told this dream to very few people.
Throughout my childhood and teen years, I always knew I would never grow old, I always had the feeling that I would die at a young age. It’s weird, but it was a feeling that I had always had, and had come to accept.
My Senior Skip Day was a day trip to the Oregon coast. If you’ve ever seen it, it is ruggedly beautiful. Not California smooth, but full of cliffs, rocks and rugged trails.
The night before Skip Day I had this dream:
We were all at the beach, some of the other kids were being loud and obnoxious so I kind of wandered off on my own… I had slipped on a mud covered rock and when I fell, I hit my head and was knocked unconcious. The momentum of the fall sent me rolling downward into the water below and I had dround before I gained conciousness again.
Next I am standing in this long line, something like a DMV line and we are all waiting for “processing”. There were people as far as the eye could see in this line. I began to get anxious and starting talking to the person ahead of me… “how much longer do you think we will be?” Some small talk followed and in passing the person mentioned that I need not be in a hurry anymore because I was dead… “no, no, no, I’m not dead, I’ve got lots of stuff still to do! I’m getting married after graduation, I’ve got a job to go to!” The person showed me a newspaper headline of my passing as well as my obit… it began to sink in, but still I felt like I had to do something to finish the things I’d started.
Eventually I was at the front of the line and I explained to someone whose face I could not see that I could not stay here, but that I needed to go back. The “person” showed me my funeral that occured days ago, my body was gone; yes I could go back, but without a body. I opted for that as at the time I figured I could ‘just pick up a body somewhere’. I was instructed to dive into this pit, there was bubbling water in it, but the dive was very deep… but I figured I was already dead, so I would try it… I fell forever before hitting the water, when I surfaced I was at the point at the coast where I died. I held the thought of needing a body, and instantly I was at the hospital… I was looking through the glass at the babies, but all of the babies were protected by a force and I could not find a body there at all. I held the thought of letting my Mom know I was still OK, and I was at her home. I was so frustrated because everytime I tried to talk to her, she just looked right through me, like I wasn’t even there. She was so sad and I just wanted to comfort her. My frustration at my inability to communicate grew and grew until in a fit of rage I picked up a nick-knack from a shelve and threw it (this act took much energy and more than alittle practice)… that got her attention, but still I could not convey to her that I was OK. My temper fits continued and finally she moved away because I was scaring her… just the opposite of my intent.
When I woke up I was full of rage and frustration, my heart pounded in my chest and I was soaked in perspiration.
I did not go to the coast that day with my friends, I stayed home.
I never again had the feeling that I was going to live an abreviated life. I knew that now, I would grow old.
And I know that if I had gone to the coast that day, I would not have come home.

My Daughter is Psychotic…

Posted in Family on November 29, 2005 by TodaysAddiction

Did I spell that right?

The weather is miserable, cold, dark, rainy. I’m working today and daughters #1 and #2 are babysitting the grandmonster for daughter #5.
Daughter #1 is with the monster, daughter #2 is supposed to drive to the coast today for something work related and take daughter #1 and the grandmonster with her… I said no way… the grandmonster has been sick and he doesn’t need to be out there in this.
I was sending a text message to daughter #5 (the psychic, there, that’s spell’t it better that time) and the text message read:
“#2 has to go to the coast today and wanted to take the monster, but I told her she couldn’t take him… it’s icky outside.”
After typing the message but *BEFORE* I sent the text, daughter #5 beeps in with the following message…
“Good, try not to take him out today.”
She and I do that ALOT!!!
We could save a fortune on text messaging if we could do it like that all the time!
Crystal Ball

Today…

Posted in Addiction/Mental Health, From My Heart, From My Past on November 28, 2005 by TodaysAddiction


It’s cold, it’s wet, it’s already dark… We saw our first few snowflakes today, which is fairly rare this early in the year here. Generally we get an inch or so of snow for a day in Janurary, it closes everything down till the next day when it melts.
It’s in introspective kind of day and I’ve been poking around in my own blog some. It’s a little like poking around in the junk drawer at home. You find stuff that you had forgotten all about; it’s like “God, I forgot I even had that!” It was kind of fun! I re-read a post I did on Father’s Day in rememberance of my Dad. My Dad was an interesting man, he was loving and giving and moral on the one hand, but on the other he was mean and abusive, not out of hate, but out of ingorance. He always did the best he could, he wasn’t taught how to parent from his parents and he grew up in a time when people just didn’t talk about such things, it was best just to deal with your lot in life and it did little good to complain. He grew up during the depression and fought in WWII, his childhood home had no electricity or indoor plumbing, he was a tough, no nonsense kind of guy. In his world survival equaled success. We had a few issues, he and I. We hadn’t entirely worked through them all before he passed. Of all of the things I’ve ever doubted, I never doubted my Father’s love, even during the darkest of times…
That might not make sense to everyone reading, but it makes perfect sense to me.
My favorite post about him was the one in which he visited me in a dream, after he’d passed and all of our “issues” were put to rest once and for all.
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The anti-tag

Posted in Quizes and Tags on November 26, 2005 by TodaysAddiction

I outright stole this from Paul, who is too polite to tag…

Rules are as follows: Remove the blog at #1 from the following list and bump everyone up one place; add your blog to the #5 spot.

MamaKBear’s World
Not So Silent Lucidity
Life Isn’t Fair
6 Million Dollar Blog
News Gossip and Lies

Next: Select 5 new friends to piss off.

I’m not a tagger, but if you would like to do it just let me know in my comments we will all go over and check it out!

What were you doing 10 years ago?
10 years ago I was living in Kea`uu, Hawaii, swimming in the catchment pool and wondering why the tap water tasted so funny. I was completely in awe of the beauty, the bugs and Mauna Kea`. Preparing for a Mele Kalikimaka with Santa in red fur trimmed shorts!
Our fairly newly formed Bradey Bunch consisted of two parents and children aged 15, 14, 14, 12 and 10 (depending on the month, because someone is always having a frekkin’ birthday)

(edit: once upon a time, there was a 5 years ago catagory, I’m adding it back in, just to be difficult!)
Back Stateside, five years ago we had just moved from living in the middle of no where to a loft in the middle of downtown. The kids were 20, 19, 19, 17, 15. The eldest was living in Reno for a change of pace, one twin was in San Diego and the other on the east coast, building houses with Ameri-corps. We had finally decided to allow son to live, which was in question for the previous couple of years, he was actually out of jail, in school and off drugs (all were a huge accomplishments for him, he gave us a run for our money for a couple of years), youngest daughter was a social butterfly (the only reason she went to school was because lots of people were there) and bringing home every stray child and pet, wanting us to adopt them.

What were you doing 1 year ago?
The nest was finally empty after a couple of false starts from a couple of the kids… Son had just married the nicest gal and was proving he still had some brain cells left by attending college. These days, he is down right conservative. Eldest daughter is back in town and just graduated college with honors, as is one twin, who just bought her first home, all alone at the age of 24. Other twin was working for a cruise line, and living back in Hawaii. A year ago, I was still adjusting to the idea of being a grandma (thanks to the youngest daughter) and being *gasp* someone’s mother-in-law. I was recovering from a huge remodel of the tattoo studio (and I’m still paying off Home Depot), getting ready for the holidays.
Pretty much the same thing I’m doing today + blogging.

Five snacks you enjoy:
1. Lemon Heads
2. Chocolate
3. Potato chips… just normal ones, none of that salt and vinigar crap!
4. Chocolate
5. Trail Mix

Five songs to which you know all the lyrics:
1. Don Mclean – American Pie
Many of my friends were weird and we just thought it was cool to remember that many words… later when the religious value of the song was scrutinized, we thought it was cool because it was “dark”

2. Elmo – The Elmo Song
La-la-la – Lah! Cause I’m a good grandma!

3. Jimmy Buffet – Ummm every song, but my favorites are:
Pencil thin mustache, Come Monday, Brown Eye’d Girl, Fruitcakes, Why Don’t We Get Drunk, The Weather is here, We are the People Our Parents Warned us About, Delaney Talks to Statues, Growing Older but not Up, Fins and of course Cheese Burger in Paradise!
Yes, it’s one because I say so!

4. Guns n Roses – Sweet Child ‘O Mine
I don’t know why, but I always sing it at the top of my lungs
It’s my ring tone for all of the kids…

5. Beatles – Penny Lane
It reminds me of when the world was a much simpler place

Five things you would do if you were a millionaire:
(Well a million isn’t enough, let’s pretend like it’s says several million, OK?)
1. Set my Mom up in a sweet little pad and a few investments so she could really retire.
2. Buy a house somewhere tropical and be neighbors with Paul and Kalani.
3. Give each of my children a small trust fund.
4. Fund Grandson’s college, and teach him that college is not optional.
5. Travel, travel, travel.

Five bad habits:
1. Chewing my nails, yuck!
2. Swearing like a sailor
3. Not picking up after myself
4. I forget to take my clothes out of the dryer… I think of the dryer as being extra storage space, like a rotating dresser.
5. I gave up drinking and smoking, and I’m still milking the virtue

Five things you like doing:
1. Talking
2. Shopping
3. Blogging
4. Puzzle games (what word, text twist)
5. Going places I’ve never been before

Five things you would never wear again:
1. A poncho… who’s idea was it to bring those back???
2. Doc Martin shoes… I heart berks and dansko’s
3. Used clothing, even if the kids call it “retro” and make it sound cool
4. A bikini
5. Thong panties (there, fixed it!)

Five favorite toys:
1. My Laptop
2. My cell phone (Sidekick II, it does everything)!
3. My camera
4. My Grandson
5. *blush* I can’t say…

So there ya have it folks… If you are so inclined, help yourself!
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Thankful Thursday!

Posted in From HNT, From My Camera on November 23, 2005 by TodaysAddiction

This list of things to be thankful for is far to long…. for which I am very thankful! This however, is at the top of my list… tomorrow he will be spending the entire day cooking us the most wonderful meal!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Cornucopia

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Free Enterprise is insane…

Posted in From My Brain on November 22, 2005 by TodaysAddiction

So how can I get in on this??

Son #4 is a computer geek, if it’s a machine that speaks in code, he understands it… Like any guy who just has to have the latest and best… he and his wife waited in line to buy the X-Box 360 which was due to release last night at midnight. By the time they got to the back of the store, they were already sold out… as is every other store in the area.
The kids e-mailed me today and asked that I keep my eye out. Knowing that all of the stores are sold out, I went to e-bay and this is what I found:
LOOK AT THIS BASIC SYSTEM
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THIS ONE HAS ALL THE BELLS!

He’s bummed, I’m wondering how to get in the it (of course one day too late)

Sales Rack

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