Whoa the neglect!

I don't know, I guess I have just been in a funk. A lot going on, don't want to be a whiner. I will summarize -

We have decided to move, just not to PA. We don't want to face winter. I will take this friggin heat (it has been hella hot here), over a frosty morning, any day. We have decided to move to the Melbourne area of Florida. Far enough away from here, close enough to a major city (Orlando). It will be a change, because both J and I are used to larger city life, and that area certainly is not that.

I don't know if I have mentioned anything about it here, but my sister and niece live with me. That has turned out to be a catastrophe. My sister just takes full advantage, because we are family. The point of telling you is this - her daughter was visiting her father in upstate NY, while she was there, she witnessed him have a massive heart attack and die. It breaks my heart to think of that even now. She witnessed the MI, his friends giving him CPR, the medics trying to resuscitate him, riding in the ambulance, and the ER doc working on him - all for nothing. My heart just freakin aches for her because they had started that day just hanging out together, something that was rare because he had a jealous wife. She and I were the same age when we lost a parent, but I knew it was coming, she did not.

In the past two months we have gone on vacation. We basically hung out with J's family, and it was great. They are scattered between Ocean County NJ, and Henryville PA. So, I was able to get cranked on Wawa coffee, and see some of the greatest people I know.

Work - well, it's been work. The boss that I like and respected - yeah, his position was eliminated for real. He is in his last two weeks to "transition" some projects, after that, he is gone. The bastard is happy, because he has the hook up, so he will land on his feet. I call him a bastard out of love, and I do it to his face, often. I just can't seem to find the motivation to do this 110% like I used to.

The reason for posting is this - on the way to work this morning, I heard a song that just kinda snapped me out of my fog. It really felt like I was seeing the sun for the first time in a while. I realized that there will be an end to these low times. I was actually in a good mood, I smiled and it wasn't fake. It felt good. So I have decided to NOT wait, I want to feel like that more often. I am going to start by not absorbing everyone else's problems to make better. We'll see how this snowballs from there.

By the way, the song was Lola by the Kinks. Love that song.

The more things change, the more they stay the same...

I have been neglectful, I have just been in a shitty mood.

We went to Las Vegas over the weekend, and we had a great time. The purpose of the trip was to see J's brother as he is being deployed to Iraq. My father, step mother, step sister and brother live there too. My FIL, MIL, BIL and step brother also came out. It was stressful, but, the best weekend I have had in a looooooooong time.

I have a weird relationship with family. I have felt for years that as long as we didn't live close together, we would get along better. I realized that isn't the truth. The truth is that I should not live with them. I have a sister currently living with me, and it is not good.

We were leaving on the red-eye Sunday night and I was actually sad to be leaving. We landed in Florida, drove home, and it didn't feel like coming home, it felt like I was just going to where I live. I went to work yesterday (that was a bad idea), and I just felt out of place. I tried to blame it on jet lag, but that isn't it. I don't know, I am just whiney, and this is why I haven't posted. I don't want to be a whiney blogger.

GAH!

This really has nothing to do with me, it’s just something to bitch about. BTW – the baby known as M decided to let that second tooth start poking through at 1, 3, and 5 this morning. THEN, would not wake up to eat. So, I am a little crabby and tired.

Here’s what I wanted to bitch about –

It’s Fleet Week here in South Florida. The paper has listed a “things to do” article for the visiting service people.

Crazy fun like intramural softball and basketball. - puhleeze. Last year, a sailor set a 2 million dollar yacht ablaze, why you ask? Because he was shitfaced. They also have fireworks and concerts planned. oooohhhh, wicked fun. The reality is this - they will head down to what is left of Las Olas and drink until their livers fail.

I would like to addend the article to say “We in South Florida should have gotten it by now. You are not interested in “activities” you basically just want to get shitfaced, act like ass, and nail as many men or women as you please. To this I say party on, be a responsible drunk, PLEASE use condoms, and don’t wreck our shit. That is all – Jen S. Dania Beach"

That is all...

Pretty sure this is fake

I had to post it. Because he is beautiful. I would be doing a dis-service to women everywhere if I didn't post this.

You can't "Click for more" because I blatantly stole this image from Queer Clicks.

V is for Vendetta

This has nothing to do with the movie...

The office that I work in is in Sunrise, Florida. It is an up and coming area that is starting to thrive because businesses are moving here. The point I am trying to make, is that it isn't a ghetto.

My ex-boss, the one that I like and respect, has had some strange happenings since we moved to this building in 10/06. I should include some very generic back story, because the rest of his story is not mine to tell. He is considered handicapped. He can walk upright, he has all limbs, but had a traffic accident that mangled an ankle. He has a handicapped parking placard for his car.

Moving on -

Since we have moved into this building, his Range Rover has suffered about 8 flats, all of them were nails through the side wall, rendering the tire useless.

Some gutless wonder left a note on his truck bitching him out because this person does not feel that he is handicapped. This person goes on to state that the spots are intended for "real" handi caps. This building, is only about half full. I have seen all the people that use the spots. NONE of them are wheelchair bound. The do have assorted ailments, but so does the boss. Just because it is not apparent to them, doesn't make it any less of a disability.

This past Friday, the 13th no less, was the worst. I was off that day, but the boss did call me at about 5 to help with something. The boss later left the building, only to discover another flat. So, he called his lovely wife, she picks him up, and they go to dinner. The boss decides to leave his car here overnight, like he's done a million times before. At 10:30 pm, his local police are pounding on his door at home, asking if they know where his car is. He responds that he does, he left it at the office. He gets here, and someone had poured FUCKING ACID all over his car. They poured it down the grate on the hood (the one by the wipers), which shorted the electrical and THAT rolled the windows down, and turned the radio on. THAT enabled the shit stain to splash the acid on the inside. The Rover is now rendered a total loss, not because of the damage, but, because it is now considered a biohazard.

I would like to think that it one of these crazy fucks in the building. But, could these old ladies be that cruel? Are they capable of causing this damage? I don't know.

My husband seems to think that it is an ex-girlfriend. He has also ventured to say it might be a dirty mistress. I can't see the boss doing that. He has one of those inordinately beautiful wives. Who know, I could have totally misjudged him.

So - dear readers (who am I kidding?) - Give me your opinion, or just make something up. If you make it up, make damn sure I will laugh because of it.

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Imus = idiot...

I have never been a fan of Imus. It actually because he sounds like he talks with a mouth full of shit. It isn't his politics, it isn't because I get such a faker vibe from him. Not even the ridiculous hair can offend me. For gods sake, it isn't because of Howard Stern either.

There is no doubt, what he said was dumb as hell. But, Rev. Sharpton demanding that Imus resign?!? You really have to be kidding me. By far, Rev. Sharpton is the bigger racist here. He commits verbal murder to white people each and every day.

Rev. Sharpton does this daily, and gets away with it! Stinky old Imus commits this offense far less often, and his head is wanted on a stick??

It makes no sense to me.

Any thoughts??

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Let's see...

Not too much going on here.

The good:

• My stepson will be here in a week.
• Sirius has an all punk station.
• My daughter is still cute as hell.
• There may be a way out of Florida yet.
• The Shield is back.

The bad:

• Our house that we just rented in November, is going on the market.
• My sister is still living with us.
• The lawn I rent needs to be cut.
• Daughter is teething.
• The "great car" the husband known as J bought for $700? Probably now needs a new transmission. Or at least an overhaul.

I am risking getting all whiney/angsty. I think I will stop here.

The good news - I just realized that it is Wednesday, thought it was Tuesday. Hey - it's something.