August 31, 2005

Pete Needs Our Prayers

For the praying types, please pray for our man Pete of Shakey Pete's Shootin' Shack. He suffered what seems to be a stroke and needs our thoughts.

Also, to cheer him on send him Gun PrOn. Like this:


Get well Pete! We are all pulling for you!!

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August 30, 2005

Casey Sheehan

I haven't posted about Cindy Sheehan, so this post will be short. Everyone here knows my politics so I don't need to rant about her, but while she is off spouting that the "Universe has chosen her to be this voice", I would like to ask a simple question: Where is Casey's Voice?

That is right. I know that he met an untimely, yet honorable, death in Iraq. But I want to hear his voice. Where are the letters home, the emails to friends and family? What did they say? Was he proud of the job he was accomplishing?

How about that buddy letter? You know the one. The one most young men hand to their buddies in the event something tragic happens. What did that letter say?

Did you ever wonder why Cindy Sheehan never says: "Casey told me . . ." or "Casey said . . ." It is because his words would be an inspiration. They would likely tell the tale of a young man proud to serve his country, proud to get the mission accomplished, proud of the difference he was making in others' lives.

Cindy Sheehan doesn't speak for me, she wasn't empowered by the Universe to speak for anyone. She certainly doesn't speak for Casey Sheehan. His voice can still be heard. I hope that family and friends of Casey read this and can tell us what his thoughts really were. If they were in line with his mom, then she has every right to speak for him. If they were not? She should step aside!

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It's Tuesday, and that means it is Cotillion time. For you newbies, it is a roundup of the thoughts of some very lovely ladies in the 'sphere. This week's lovely hostess is:

E.M. Zanotti at The American Princess (she loves my blog-name!).

She did a fabulous job! Go visit at the Cotillion main page or at her wonderful blog. Tell her what a great job she did.

Visit the other ladies too, because you cannot get enough of us and you know it!

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August 29, 2005

I knew it!

Shamelessly pilfered from Contagion!

Katharine Hepburn
You scored 11% grit, 47% wit, 38% flair, and 14% class!
You are the fabulously quirky and independent woman of character. You go your own way, follow your own drummer, take your own lead. You stand head and shoulders next to your partner, but you are perfectly willing and able to stand alone. Others might be more classically beautiful or conventionally woman-like, but you possess a more fundamental common sense and off-kilter charm, making interesting men fall at your feet. You can pick them up or leave them there as you see fit. You share the screen with the likes of Spencer Tracy and Cary Grant, thinking men who like strong women.

Find out what kind of classic leading man you'd make by taking the Classic Leading Man Test.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

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Link: The Classic Dames Test written by gidgetgoes on Ok Cupid

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August 26, 2005

Funny Stuff Man!

With all the bickering in the political sphere and all the horrible thoughts I can't shake about Cindy Sheehan and other of her ilk, I thought some levity was appropriate, so for your weekend enjoyment:

They're Back! Church Bulletins. Thank God for church ladies with typewriters. These sentences actually appeared in church bulletins or were announced in church services

* The Fasting & Prayer Conference includes meals.

* The sermon this morning: "Jesus Walks on the Water." The sermon tonight "Searching for Jesus."

* Our youth basketball team is back in action Wednesday at 8 PM in the recreation hall. Come out and watch us kill Christ the King.

* Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Don't forget your husbands.

* The peacemaking meeting scheduled for today has been canceled due to a conflict.

* Remember in prayer the many who are sick of our community. Smile at someone who is hard to love. Say "Hell" to someone who doesn't care much about you.

* Don't let worry kill you off - let the Church help.

* Miss Charlene Mason sang "I will not pass this way again," giving obvious pleasure to the congregation.

* For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery downstairs.

* Next Thursday there will be tryouts for the choir. They need all the help they can get.

* Barbara remains in the hospital and needs blood donors for more transfusions. She is also having trouble sleeping and requests tapes of Pastor Jack's sermons.

* The Rector will preach his farewell message after which the choir will sing "Break Forth Into Joy."

* Irving Benson and Jessie Carter were married on October 24 in the church. So ends a friendship that began in their school days.

* A bean supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall. Music will follow.

* At the evening service tonight, the sermon topic will be "What Is Hell?" Come early and listen to our choir practice.

* Eight new choir robes are currently needed due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.

* Scouts are saving aluminum cans, bottles and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.

* Please place your donation in the envelope along with the deceased person you want remembered.

* The church will host an evening of fine dining, super entertainment and gracious hostility.

* Potluck supper Sunday at 5:00 PM - prayer and medication to follow.

* The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind. They may be seen in the basement on Friday afternoon.

* This evening at 7 PM there will be a hymn singing in the park across from the Church. Bring a blanket and come prepared to sin.

* Ladies Bible Study will be held Thursday morning at 10 AM. All ladies are invited to lunch in the Fellowship Hall after the B.S. is done.

* The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of the congregation would lend him their electric girdles for the pancake breakfast next Sunday.

* Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. Please use the back door.

* The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the Church basement Friday at 7 PM. The congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.

* Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM at the First Presbyterian Church. Please use large double door at the side entrance.

* The Associate Minister unveiled the church's new tithing campaign slogan last Sunday: "I Upped My Pledge - Up Yours !


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August 25, 2005

Sleep Talking

My little bundle of joy and energy talks in his sleep. It is really quite comical and brings a confused smile to my face, for example:

Two days ago the alarm went off at 4:45 a.m. My son, who often can be found sleeping with me, rolls over and says, with eyes firmly closed, "I watch t.v. mommy? Power Rangers mmkay?"

Yesterday, as my husband was leaving for work with a sleeping boy in his arms I heard, "I only want three pieces of gum."

This morning it was "Casey Stinks!" Casey is our dog. The boys says stinks like "stanks" and it is really cute.

I wonder what he will say next. I commented over at Jenna's that when I am asleep I often am treated to the Whoo Hoo song from the Vonage commercial because the boy thinks sleep is overrated. No wonder he doesn't wake when the alarm goes off. He never sleeps!

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August 24, 2005

White Trash Wednesday

Since Mu.Nu. was sick today I posted my WTW post at my old blogspothaunt.

Boy it is nice to be home again . . . Thanks to basil for directing traffic my way!

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August 23, 2005

Fun with Matches

Ever want to burn stuff really bad?

. . . . . . . like all the stuff in your game room that belongs to someone who isn't you and doesn't live in your home, but expects you to put up with their stuff cause you're family? . . . . .

Hmmm, wonder if she'll miss that box of stuff or that bed or that . . . .

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E.M. Zanotti at The American Princess; Cassandra of Villainous Company; Soldier's Angel - Holly Aho
; and Fausta of the Bag Hair Blog!

These Ladies Got it Goin On! Go read them now!

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August 19, 2005

Name that . . .

Breast? Ok, so Harvey, adopted blog-daddy of yours truly, is away for a few days. Instead of a comment party, he is hosting a challenge. The challenge is to take a song, book title or movie, etc . . . and replace one word with a euphamism for breasts. Sounds easy, and funny, and well, I keep going back, and suggest you do the same. What better way to kill a Friday workday? Go now!

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August 17, 2005

SCOTUS Aftermath

Grau's blogging about it and gave me the idea. The town of New London, CT, you remember - the one that won Supreme Court approval to steal land from taxpayers - well, they are finishing off those taxpayers with some dirty tricks.

They are demanding that they be paid back-rent by the residents who will soon lose their homes, because they were "living on City property" while the case was going on. Also they are only willing to pay market rates from 2000 when the case began. So those people will not only lose their homes, but won't be able to replace them with comparable homes.

A little salt in that wound maybe?

So, now the aftermath and message to be taken from SCOTUS' ill-conceived decision is this

We'll take your home and your check thank you.

Grau thinks a boycott of Pfizer is in order, and that may well be appropriate (write Pfizer with your concerns!), but when is that hotel going to be built on Souter's place? And are we testing any new weapons systems? New London sounds ideal.

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235 East 42nd Street
New York, NY 10017

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Way Back Wednesday

Ok, usually I do White Trash on Wednesdays, but today, in keeping with the theme on my favorite radio station, and the way I feel at the moment, "Way Back" seemed more appropriate.

I am stressed, and at my limit. There, I said it. I have not had a vacation since my involuntary one last year, and I can't really say I have had a true day off, as the schedule on the weekends is so jam packed that I can't even find time to nap.

So I began today by thinking of my favorite scent. Salty-air. For those of you who live near the beach, salty-air is probably not all that compelling. For me? Heaven.

Let me explain. As a child, our family spent summers at Assageague Island, Maryland. We camped just over the dunes from the ocean. I would fall asleep with the sound of the waves in my rushing in my ears and the foam crackling upon the sand. I would wake to the crush of waves and the not-so-distant call from a seabird.

But the smell . . . the smell filled my nostrils and my mind and made me smile. I looked forward to these vacations more than anything in the world. We would drive from Western, PA. The whole way we would see who could sing the most songs on the radio. I am not musically inclined, but had a knack for words of songs back then. I usually won the contest and could recite the most songs. When a particularly fun song would come on, the whole family would bounce and sing. One such song? "Gimme Three Steps" by Lynyrd Skynyrd. You would see our 76 Malibu bouncing down the road with two giddy girls hanging out the windows screaming the lyric to "Gimme Three Steps" and it was great.

When we would get to the Chesapeake Bay Bridge, we'd stop so I could get out of the car. I'd close my eyes and breathe that musty, salty-air in as deeply as I was able. Ahhh, at last. The smell is a mix between musty and salty, the air is unusually heavy there and the breezes whip up the salt laden air. I would hang out the window, breathing in that air, and gazing upon the sun-glistening water. I was at peace.

We would pull into our camp spot, jump out of the car and my sister, my daddy and I would run, not walk, but run to the beach to say hello to the ocean. I spent a good deal of my time just sitting on the beach (before I discovered beach boys) and watching the tide come in or go out.

I remember one day, I got up with the sun and went to the beach. The tide had just gone out and left behind a 7 foot shelf of sand with a sudden drop to the beach. I had never seen it that way before. It was fascinating. I combed around for some shells, and chased a couple sand diggers and birds around. Later in the day the incoming tide leveled off that shelf, but sitting there, high above the water one summer morning is a memory I will always carry with me.

I need a vacation. The summer is quickly leaving me. I haven't been to the beach in 2 years and I want my son to experience that wonderful smell, that musty salty air that fills my mind with memories of summers past.

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August 16, 2005

Cotillion Time!


It's Tuesday, and that means it is Cotillion time. For you newbies, it is a roundup of the thoughts of some very lovely ladies in the 'sphere. This week's lovely hostesses are:

Mary Katharine Ham; Stacey; Tammy; and Right Girl.

I have been remiss and failed to post anything worthy of the Cotillion last week, but will try harder this week. But, many others posted Cotillion worthy posts, so go read them!

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August 15, 2005

Comment Spam

I never had it before, now I have it in spades . . . how do I get rid of it?

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August 12, 2005

I'm Outta Here!

Have a nice weekend ya'll, I'm starting mine a touch early cause my week has been crazy!

See ya Monday, feel free to leave random comments for this post.

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August 10, 2005

I need help!

Our firehall is having a picnic at the end of the month and I am in charge of the games for the kids. I need some suggestions from those of you with kids older than my 2 year old! Maybe like between 5 and 10? Any ideas for this outdoor picnic would be appreciated. Thanks.

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Blog-Kin Boudicca has cursed me! She has provided me with the means to do this: Sudoku. I have been playing at Websudoku.

I played all day yesterday and here is what I got today!


I finished in less than 10 minutes! Whoo Hoo! A new obsession is born. Thanks Bou!

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August 09, 2005

What your birthday means. . .

Your Birthdate: March 13
Being born on the 13th day of the month should help make you a better manager and organizer, but it may also give you a tendency to dominate people a bit.

You may be more responsible and self-disciplined than you realize.

Sincere and honest, you are a serious, hard working individual.

Your feeling are likely to seem somewhat repressed at times.

You are apt to be much more practical, rational, and conscious of details.

Your intolerance and insistence on complete accuracy can be irritating to some.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Yep, sounds a bit like me, I think.

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Darlene at Darlene's Place; Baldilocks; Kate at Small Dead Animals; and Maxedoutmama.

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August 08, 2005

More from the Jackass

Ok, so every now and again I rant about my soon to be ex-brother-in-law. I told you already he thinks its ok to throw women against cars, but he sent my nephew home on Saturday and my nephew said to his mother "I am mad at you." "You were bad so daddy threw you at the car."

Imagine my anger. He is three!! His father is teaching him it is ok to physically assault women!

So, me, being the uber-bitch that I am called him, and don't you know the pussy gives the phone to his daddy? So I asked him, "do you teach your sons that it is ok to beat women?" His response? They deserved it. Now, the they are my mommy who my crap-eating brother-in-law threw against a wall three years ago and my sister who was recently abused by said brother-in-law.

It runs in the family! Bastards. And they are trying to teach it to my nephew. They can try, but it'll be through broken jaws, cause I'm gonna pound them both. If it is ok for a man to hit a woman in their eyes cause "they deserved it", then surely it is ok for a woman to hit a man right?

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Karnival of the Kidz

Go check out the fun put together by Susie of Practical Penumbra! Go, see cuties, read cute stories, you know the drill!

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August 05, 2005

A Word for LaShawn

I'm a bit late to this virtual party, what can I say - I have a job that pays me the big bucks and I can't spend all day on my blog - like LaShawn.

But, I am a bit aggravated, no wait - incensed that LaShawn Barber would actually say, wait for it . . . "I don’t think women generally have the sensibilities to run the country".

Ok, well, I am not going to repeat the very small, and in no way complete list that the talented Janette at Common Sense Runs Wild has already compiled. Nor am I going to repeat the sentiments of the beautiful Jody at Steal the Bandwagon or the lovely Kathy at Cake Eaters Chronicles because they, and others, even Phin, have said it much better than I. What I will say is this:

I am a woman. I am an accomplished woman. I raise a child, support my family and my extended family and I have the sensibilities to do all of those things and more. In fact, you could say I am the President of my home. The sensibilities needed to run the country are much like those needed to run a home, albeit a bigger home - here are my examples

When someone threatens my home, I have the intelligence and strength of character, not to mention a ready arsenal, to defend my home.

When someone offers me a business opportunity, I have the intelligence and mannerisms to negotiate with that person and follow through with an agreement.

When an argument erupts in my home, I have the savvy to broker a fair and equitable resolution to the problem keeping both sides happy.

When people from different backgrounds and cultures come to my home, they are welcomed with open arms and a sympathetic ear

In my home, I am the zsar of right and wrong. I am the moral compass.

In my home, we have a set of rules, a Constitution if you will, which must be followed as the law of the land.

In my home, I have the power to smite the insignificants, but I use that power sparingly and wisely.

In my home, uninvited visiters--illegal immigrants if you will, are quickly removed and the door to their reentry sealed.

I am the figurehead-the picture that visiters get when they visit my home.

I take the blame for my home even when I am not to blame and I get none of the recognition when something wonderful happens in my home.

I am the sympathetic ear, the voice of reason, and the commander in chief in my home.

Now, LaShawn, what am I missing? What sensibilities help me to run my home and family, indeed my law practice, and my clients very pocketbooks, but not the country? Oh, that's right, a penis.

Well, honey, I will run right out and buy a strap-on if it'll make you feel better. In fact, I'll even let it all hang out like Clinton if it'll make you happier.

For the record: I got high marks at my Ivy League college unlike the following men:

Bill Clinton -- got C's
George W. Bush -- got C's
John Kerry -- got C's and D's

Me, a lowly woman, got A's and B's and at an Ivy League just like those big powerful men. Hmmm. I even went to lawschool and got Dean's list, unlike the previous men and unlike Al Gore who failed out of the seminary of all things.

Now that I have given you proof of both my sensibilities for the job, and my intelligence for the job, let me add one more thing. As a lawyer, a litigator, a mother, a wife, a woman and a minority, I have learned to be no-nonsense in my approach to life. I would not hesitate to use force when necessary. I would not hesitate to leave the negotiating table when my country isn't getting the favorable end of the deal. Oh, and no, I would not hesitate to use my charm, of which I have in spades, to charm world leaders into crossing the aisle to my side.

LaShawn, you may not have the sensibilities to be President. Actually, you do not, as President of the U.S. has to be more humble than you apparently are! However, I certainly do, as do my fellow female bloggers, friends, countrywomen and future daughters.

I have a pricey pair of heels, a gun and a brain, the fact that I have boobs shouldn't lull you into a sense of security about me as I am not afraid to use any of my assets for gain!

Oh, and lest you think you are getting blog traffic from me LaShawn, think again. I have used the brilliant basil's instructions for link directing. basil, not you, will get my traffic, since that is clearly all you think about.

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August 04, 2005

You say it's your birthday . . .

Two lovely ladies are celebrating today, go see Pamibe and wish her a very merry birthday and while you are at it, stop on over at my blog-cuz VW's for some homemade cake, word round here is she does a smokin job!

Oh, and if you go now, you can see VW nekkid . . . *giggles*

Happy Birthday ladies!

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August 03, 2005

A Little Bit WTW - A Little Bit Karnival of the Kidz

Killing two birds with one stone, here is my WTW and Karnival of the Kidz entry.

You don't get more White Trash than Overhauls and no shirt (except maybe no shoes too), but Dayum! Isn't he precious? I think so. He told me just yesterday that I was his favorite mommy!

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Check out what my noisy naybors here in this here traylor park have to say too:

basil's blog
Cranky Neocon
Dangerous Logic
Fistful of Fortnights
It Is What It Is
Mean Ol' Meany
Merri Musings
MY Vast Right Wing Conspiracy
Riehl World View
Six Meat Buffet
The Ebb & Flow Institute
The Jawa Report
The Nose On Your Face
The Therapist
Vince Aut Morire
Feisty Republican Whore

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August 02, 2005

Cotillion Time!


It's Tuesday, and that means it is Cotillion time. For you newbies, it is a roundup of the thoughts of some very lovely ladies in the 'sphere. This week's lovely hostesses are:

Kellipundit ; Portia Rediscovered; Ilyka at Ilyka Damen; and Sissy Willis at Sisu.

They have the round up of the lovely ladies of the Cotillion. Go forth and learn!

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August 01, 2005

Big Suprise

So is it supposed to be a surprise that the morally bankrupt sir drunkalot, Ted Kennedy thinks that the Bolton recess appointment is an "abuse of power"? A power, mind you, given to the President by the Constitution, but never mind the facts Ted, just pass me a martini.

Or, that Reid and Feinstein and their friends are in agreement?

Here is a newsflash for ya! the President's job is not that of a popularity contest host. He doesn't present the public or the world for that matter with the most "popular" choice. Sorry. Not his job. Look to Ryan Seacrest to fulfill that roll on the next season of American Idol.

I hope Bolton does a good job. I hope he helps mold the changes which should be taking place at the UN and I hope he sends a message to the world that we are no-nonsense in our foreign policy.

I also hope I can hold in my snickers each time I see his mustache.

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Karnival time!

Harvey is the host of this week's Karnival of the Kidz. He's teaching my kid and nephew about fire . . . watch out for this uncle!

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Blogcrawl 2005 Survivor.


I have survived. I survived the Chesney concert. I survived the blogcrawl, I survived my ceiling fan blowing up mid-blogcrawl (you get sober fast when your house may burn down). I survived church with a rum hangover. Ahhh, Monday. I hate mondays.

Thanks to all who commented. I had fun, when's the next one? I so have to meet you all in person! Oh, and I even had a drunk dream with pictures of each of you (those of you I don't know were of course made up) and it had something to do with one of Contagion's reenactments, but no-lie, everyone was on a playing card like in Alice in Wonderland . . .

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