MORE STUMBLING UPON

INKY FUCKED UP...hahahahah

and I get to harass him about it for at least 2-3 days...Ok...here's the deal, the girl who works days, doesn't work much...calls in sick a lot, needs extra days off cause the kid is sick..always something...so T. was waiting for this Monday to fire her...she also happens to be....Inky's brothers son's girlfriend...got that?..So Saturday...Inky's talking to his brother and happens to mention that they are going to fire said day clerk...Brother runs to his son to tell him his girlfriend is going to be fired...He in turn runs to the girlfriend and tells her....She calls T. and raises all sorts of hell...so she isn't going to be fired..at least not right away..will have to do the write her up every time she fucks up and then fire her..In the mean time...Jackie doesn't get to work the day shift until they fire her...Inky feels like shit...(Jackiesue pointing both pointer fingers to her face...(does this face look like it gives a fuck?)But now I can give Inky a hard time for at least another day...T. said,
'don't give him a hard time he feels bad enough as it is'...I said..'to bad, this is my chance to fuck with him ..and I'm going to'....haha..But I kind of blew that by baking brownies for him and bringing them to work...
Babs and I were out and about this A.M.(and by the way..Babs a pussy) and we went to the other dollar store as our dollar store doesn't have nasturchin seeds...but then neither does the other one now..dammit..I bought one of those rod iron shepherds hooks to hold a plant on. to use to hang one of the bird feeders, and it looks really cool...I get off work early tomorrow night so I can go close up the library for Nancy..how about that for friendship..I give up 2 hours of work for 2 hours of free work...Then this Friday me and ole Babs (who is still a pussy) are going to go see James Hand play at Knights of Columbus Hall, and then the next morning I get to go to the Democratic thingy at the old Waco High School in Waco as an Obama Mama..(er...delegate)..James will go to Austin, Fort Worth, Houston, and then he's going to Europe...Holland, United Kingdom, and Norway..he even is going to play in Liverpool...and that's just thru April..
I spent $2 to buy a laser toy for Annie who when I lasered all over the carpet for her, pointed both paws at her face. (she doesn't give a fuck either)
The weather in West, by Goddess, Texas is sunny...little nippy but very sunny....I can handle nippy...as long as it's sunny...
Oh..I have been put in charge of end caps and stocking new product...Seems I am very good at it..(I could have told them that) so today I got to put the seeds, bulbs, swimming stuff, pools etc.. up where the Easter Shit was...and let me tell you...it looooks good..So...the job is kicking my ass, but I don't mind...I am challenged, get to bullshit with old friends, meet and greet customers and get paid..not much pay...but it beats sitting on my ass watching Guiding Light...
I'm off..need to take a shower and Tabu my ass...
fuckme till I squeek...

ps...I get the latenight from letterman news letter and they have a contest where you get to help make the top 10 list...I have entered it a bunch of times but today I got an email...I won a late night letterman t-shirt..they picked one of my choices...I have completely forgotten what the list was and what I picked...but fuckit..I won...nana nana boo boo..stick your head in doo doo..

DON'T TELL ANYONE....BUT

I think I may be to old for this shit...I went to work Friday on about 7 hours of sleep, was running the register and scanning products in my sleep..Babs took me to get my check and take it to the bank...All the ladies at the bank were so excited about me depositing my first check(which was short 6 hours as they fucked up)(bastids)..So I deposited it and when I got back to the car Babs said did you get any cash? You wanted to give Jenny money for her birthday....fuck no...I'm a zombie..I'm half asleep, the messages from my brain to my right leg are getting relayed to my left elbow and when I walk, I stumble and my left hand shoots up and gives the finger..I almost fell off the front porch..so now Babs only walks behind me so she can catch me if I start to go down..or at least yell timber so I don't take anyone with me when I fall..So I go back to the bank and have to explain that I'm pooped and my ass is dragging and can I have some of my money back..? Deal made...back to the car..Babs is taking me out to lunch....We're going to The Pizza house and Babs has the double meat double cheeseburger with bacon and fries...you can feed a Chinese family of 8 on that meal... I have the 6" house special pizza with pepperoni, sausage, green olives, green peppers and onions...It's sooo good..They do make the best pizzas...Maybe that's because I don't like a lot of sauce and they don't put on a lot of sauce..I think Babs took me home, I'm a little fuzzy on the details..I was a walking zombie...Went home and fell asleep and woke up at about 3 minutes to 3Pm..(had asked to come in at 3 instead of 2) jumped up ..grabbed my purse and went to work...I got there at 2 minutes after..Did I tell you I leave really close to work?..Inky looked at me kinda funny and I said 'What?'...he said you have on a Baylor girls tshirt...where's your work shirt?....Shit!....Then he tells me I look like shit...what the fuck is it with people telling me I look like shit?...I agreed, I not only looked like shit..I felt like shit...He asked me if I was ok and did I want to go home...I said, do you know how hard it is for me to admit I don't think I can do it?...He said yes, he knew...and he called Thom and said..I'm sending my helper home..Thom asked if I could either get Bubba or could I woke for 2 hours and he would come down..I was so fuzzy in my head I was hard pressed to remember who Bubba was and couldn't find his phone number..so I worked for 2 hours...and Thom wasn't there yet, so Ink called him and he was stuck on IH_35 in the traffic...but close...Inky said...go home..I said did Thom say for me to go? and he said No, I'm making an executive decision to send you home...So I went..Stopped by the grocery store, got some grub then went to the Hardware Store and got bird seed and hauled my fat ass home...I feel asleep in the chair, ate, went back to sleep in the chair..woke up..took a shower, and well, you know the rest...I felt so much better when I went to work Saturday..and was in a great goofy mood...Would wish people a Happy Easter or have a great Easter...Two boys about 18-19 were in line and I said...Now you boys have a Happy Easter, then in a low voice I said...I really don't care if you or any of these people have a happy Easter, I just want you all to get the hell out of here so I can go home...They were still laughing when they went out the door..Customers were saying "oh, you have Easter off, how great for you."...and I would say " Yes, and THANK you Jesus"...

(by the way..my old boyfriend James Hand came in to the store..he's playing in town this coming saturday....If you like Hank Williams ...you'll love James...check out his website on my blog roll...)

So here it is Easter Sunday, and I'm still in my socks, drawers, and my 'make 7'(on front) and 'up yours'(on back) t-shirt..I have been watching Jesus stuff on the discovery channel all morning...It's almost 1pm so I need to make me a turkey sandwich...drink me some diet ginger ale...if I can get my energy level up I will go out side and plant some flower seeds and feed the birds...or I may make me another cup of tea, kick Annie out of my recliner and finish my book...or .....I just might haul my decrepit old ass back to bed and take a little nippy nap..naps are good..yeah, that's the ticket...

fuckme I'll never dance again...

THIS GAVE ME THE BEST LAUGH OF THE DAY

http://shizzville.com/stoned-fire-fighter

SCRATCH SCHEDULE

I started to write how my day started and so tired I can't..I went to work..Inky took one look at me and said I'm sending you home...I stayed for 2 hours and then I went home..I am going to take a bath, put on my jammies, grab my pussy(and Annie) and go to bed..see ya when I wake up..

yawn.........nighty night(ps..why is it no one has any problem telling me I look like shit?)

WORK SCHEDULE..SO FAR

Tuesday:2-8:6 hours

Wed. Off

Thursday:3-8=5 hours

Friday:2-8=6 hours

Saturday:2-8=6 hours

Sunday:off

Monday:2-8=6 hours

Tuesday:off...oops..sorry about that:4-8=4 hours

Wed:2-8=6 hours

Thursday:2-8=6 hours

Friday:3-8=5 hours

Saturday:2-8=6 hours

Easter Sunday:store closed....yeah, fucking yeah!

total 56 hours...fuckme I'll never stand up straight again.

Today on the phone Thom must have asked Inky how things were going and Inky said "I don't know..I just agree with everything she says...I'm not looking for any trouble."

FULL MOON????

I swear to the Goddess there's either a full moon out or the crazy planet is in line with the weirdo planet, the stars are crossed, or I'm just fly paper for freaks and assholes..

So, my days off maybe a thing of the past until Easter, and only get it off because the store is closed...yah!..I'm running out of steam...or at least I thought I was until I worked my first day with the 29 year old dufus who is in the management program...Babs and I both take him for an asshole, but I can deal with assholes...hell, I married 3 of them..so that's no biggie..So I thought..So the asshole is never around...you're supposed to be close enough to hear the little dingy bell and come help out at the register..well, I beat that fucking bell till the only sound it makes now is a 'tink' noise when you hit it..no 'AMT'...I am waiting on a lady who is buying $77 worth of Easter candy for a party she's having(I got her address so I could avoid it as I don't want to be within 30 blocks of her house with all those kids hyped up on the candy)and I had 4-5 people waiting behind her..no 'AMT'(assistant manager trainee)

..finally he waltzes up and (6' 185, bald head, 29 years old)and says "What?"(...boil....simmer..boil....)I said as nicely as I could under the circumstances(all those customer witnesses')and said..'do you think you could wait on some of these customers?'...and (brace yourself) he said:"Oh....I thought it was something important."

If there hadn't been so many people I would have bipped him so hard he'd have a full head of hair...When the last customer left the store..I turned to him and said.."You know when you said that you made a lot of people pissed off, and I was number one on the list, and don't let the fact that I'm a 64 year old short fat broad fool you, because if you ever do that again I'll kick your mother fucking ass."...he laughed...I said:"No...I'm not kidding.My smile doesn't mean this shit is funny and I will kick your ass if you do ANYTHING like that again.....So he apologizes and I decide to let it go and not kill him...thinking..it's a one time act of stupidity...yeah, right...Not an hour later, I'm waiting on a customer..making change...MAKING FUCKING CHANGE...and he gets a phone call (not supposed to have cells behind the counter) and sticks the fucking phone in my face and says "look at this one"...(his girlfriend is sending him joke im's) and I said."Not now, can't you see I'm a little busy?"...and he says:"No, it's too good to wait."...I'm still mentally counting to 10 from his little ordeal before and I said.."Look, I don't know how to say this any other way..but NO......NOT NOW."...I was almost yelling..Judas fucking priest..and this dimwit is going to be a manager?....kill me now..

So Inky comes in and I'm still so pissed steam is coming out of my ears..and the manager comes in and is doing face time in the office with AMT(a mental turd), and I'm unloading on poor Inky about this fucking idiot, and what he had done both times..never can find his lazy ass, just ranting and raving and he leans forward and says"you know they can hear you in the office."..and I point at my face and said"does this look like a face that gives a fuck?"...Inky is in hysterics..First of all he's afraid I'm going to either have a stroke or kill the guy..all of which will look bad for him as he recommended me..So the dufus leaves and Inky sort of lets Thom know that Jackie had a little 'episode with the employee.'..so Thom takes me back in the office and poor Inky thinks 'oh shit, she's fired.'....Thom wants to know what happened and I told him, the only thing I needed to make sure was that when I did kick his mother fucking ass, I would take him across the street and not do it on store property..

Thom said..'hell you don't have to go all the way across the street, do it right out side the door, we don't own the sidewalk.'...So....it's only taken me 6 days to tell a fellow employee that I was going to kick his ass.....that may be a record even for me..But I'm not going to be fired..and I'm not in trouble...and Inky doesn't have to worry about me having a stroke..but AMT has about 1 week to get his shit together or he's history..

This is just the icing on a cake of being on eternal hold with AT&T trying to get my dsl fixed..sucks, bites and blows...First I get the robot, then I get some guy who's standing in a barrel in a hole whispering into his hands telling me how to fix my dsl...finally I get a human..and it's Sally from India...who I insult by telling her"don't take this personally sweety, but if I'm going to talk to an Indian I would rather talk to an American Indian."..so(and if I'm lying I'm dying...) she turns me over to a Mexican American, in Texas...I laughed so hard I think I hurt myself..I spent nearly 2 hours on the phone and all I got out of it was a ticket number and a phone number..when I get home I have a message from AT&T who wants to know how things went...so I call him back and tell him...and he keeps calling me sir...and Jock...which isn't making me a happy camper ..I mean it happens a lot...I have a deep voice..my name is spelled Jacque...so I get Jock, Jockque, Jockie, etc..and sir...a lot of sirs...So every time he called me sir, I called him asshole..he caught on after the 3rd time..I spend another hour and 30 minutes talking to Doug, Ben and some other asshole..it's working...but it's still slow...and I hear clicking sound on my phone..Doug said it was because I keep saying 'fuck Bush' on the phone..(I told him that.)I hope they did monitor my calls, I bet they had a good laugh over me calling Ben an asshole and talking smack about Bush...I can't believe I got through this day with out bipping some one, kicking someones ass or getting tossed into jail, for saying'Bush is a lying fucker'..to an AT& T tech support..

the only good part of my day is I bought 2 turkeys from Community Grocery for .39cents a lb..

fuckme till I continue to hold..

MORE STUMBLEUPON SO I CAN REST

from work...I had yesterday off...work today and then have tomorrow off..I'm going to have to do some cleaning even if I don't want to ...arghghg...wonder if I can make enough money to hire someone to clean for me..now there's a reason to work...you know I'm a lazy ass if I am willing to go to work so I don't have to clean my house...

WORK ISN'T ALL IT'S CRACKED UP TO BE

They say hard work won't kill you, but damn...it can wound you...My ass is dragging'....But things are looking up?...I guess you could call it that..My boss loves me and that's after I said 'fuck you' to him..Some times I amaze myself...I asked him if he saw that Inky and I had stocked all the product from the one cart (plus we were both busy on our registers) and he said you were supposed to do 2 of them..I (quick as a flash) said.."fuuuuck you"...and he cracked up laughing..Glad he has a great sense of humor or I'd be out of a job already... I started out with a 20 hour work week...that went by the side after 3 days..and I found out if I work 30 hours every week I am eligible for the insurance plan..which is really good...It's life, health, dental, vision, Dr's, and scripts..For $8 a paycheck and we get paid every 2 weeks..so that's $16...farm out!..It's sorta fun...but then I've always tried to make my job fun...other wise..why fucking bother..and I love working with Inky..even if he does run around behind me with a chair, telling me to 'sit...sit...'...

So I talked to Thom and he said if we can hire someone soon I can have the 30 hours and work the day shift from 9-3 and all I have to do is run the register and front products..no stocking...I emailed the Brat Prince and he is going tomorrow and see about going to work..how cool is that..Inky and I were talking about a friend of ours who is getting out of prison this Sept. and Thom said, "Why is it all the people you two know are either in jail, or getting out of jail?"...I said..'Hell, it's West, how smart do you think the criminals are?"

I have seen a bunch of old friends in the store..and they are all so supportive and glad to see me out among the living..Even though I have been back for 14 years..since I don't drink, don't go to the bars(cept for the occasional Cowboy games)and they are all still out there drinking and getting drunk..So they don't see me and figure if I'm not in the bars drinking, I must have moved away..jeez, some things never change..and I do mean somethings NEVER change...Inky and I were waiting for the clock to hit 8pm and he said..'there's Bimbo H.'...I said 'damn, I haven't seen him in at least 15 years or so..'....so he comes in and is drunk on his big ole fat ass...weaving drunk..looking for energy drinks and candy bars..He sees me and is all happy to see me so I go around the counter to get my hug and he hugs me real tight and unsnaps my bra...yup..somethings never change..This is the guy that when we first moved to West, we heard nothing but Bimbo stories...Bimbo beat this guy up, Bimbo tosses sticks of dynamite into the pond and caught 73 fish, Bimbo stabbed this guy with a screw driver..just a litany of Bimbo stories..and Maryjo is about 7-8 years old and has heard all the stories..so we're at the street dance getting soda pop from Pope's grocery and there's Bimbo..so we say our howdy's and I say 'Maryjo, this is Bimbo'..Maryjo looks at him slowly...from foot to head to foot.....then says:'I thought you would be bigger.'....

Bimbo being average high and weight...every one around us cracked up laughing..and he has never forgotten it either..

While working yesterday(today is one of my 2 days off) one of the ladies from the bank Linda K. came in with her daughter and grand baby...she was so glad to see me and to know I'm working and we talked for a long time and then when she checked out she reached across the counter and hugged my neck really tight and said:"you know we all love you so much at the bank, you're our favorite person.'....jeez..nearly made me cry..And people want to know why I won't live anywhere else but West, by Goddess, Texas.....And to top it off....Brat Prince's daddy Johnny gave me some deer sausage..how great is that?..

Don't know when I will have the energy to post again..may sneak in another stumble upon post..they crack me up...

y'all come back and see me now....ya hea?

FECK SAINT PATRICK

Saint Patrick...that hoser.....Saint Patrick is responsible for the beginning of the end for pagans..so a pox on Saint Patrick...and he wasn't even Irish..feck, mutter mutter..

NEWS FROM WEST, TEXAS

It's been a while since I did a recap of the hap's in West, Texas....the most exciting news is last week the Bold Springs Baptist Church made their hamburgers and I had one..sigh*....

West is having all sorts of benefits..The West Knights of Columbus have scheduled a fish fry from 5-8 p.m. on Friday at the KC Hall in West. $7 will get you fish, hush puppies and all the trimmings.

My old boyfriend James Hand is playing from 8 to midnight and they are charging $8 and proceeds go to Father Anthony Odiong's home parish in Nigeria.

KJZT is having a bake sale from 10a.m. to noon on Saturday.They will have your basic bake sale goodies along with Kolaches and sausage stuffed kolaches ..All proceeds are to go to Father Anthony Odiong's Education Fund. The West Brethren Church has scheduled a community-wide service celebrating the Feast of Passover linking the Ancient Festival of Redemption with Christ as the Lamb of God. The service, titled Jews for Jesus, is set for 7p.m. in the West church.(Can I hear an amen and an oy vey).

JCDA #829 of West will sponsor its free community wide Easter Egg Hunt on March 22 at the West Community Center from 10a.m. to noon. There will be 4 different age categories and you can have your picture taken with the Easter Bunny. (I want my picture taken with the Easter Bunny). There will be a bake sale and children games. All proceeds will be donated to the West Ambulance Association.

St. Mary's Church of the Assumption CCE students have scheduled their annual drive-through presentation of the Stations of the Cross from 7-8p.m. this Sunday in the church's parking lot. This year's event is presented in loving memory of Edwina Deiterman. In case of rain, the stations will be canceled..(I swear I am not making this shit up..St. Mary's is where I go to light candles and say prayers for my friends and their families..I always pray out loud..and after the first few times..when the little Czech ladies see me come in you can hear them shuffle to the back of the church..beads a rattling...They think I'm crazy cause I pray out loud and speak to Mary and ask her to speak to her son for me as he and I aren't exactly on speaking terms..I also pray to the Goddess and that really freaks them out...Father comes out takes a look at me and just goes back to where ever he came from...One of these days I'm going to ask him what he's going to be doing for the next 4-6 hours as I need to make a confession....hahahahah...

ok..back to the hap's in West..

We are having our annual BBQ cook off this Saturday. So far we have 85 teams. Last year we had 101 teams, but I don't think we will have so many...Lot of people aren't making the long time to come here for the Cook-off because of the gas prices..Our cook-off is sanctioned by the International Barbecue Cookers Association(IBCA) and will be judged by their rules. The fire department will be selling BBQ for $8 a lb. The Cook off is held at the West Rodeo grounds which is about 1/4 of a mile from the apartment's and when you go out side the smell of BBQ hits you smack in the face and is the MOST wonderful aroma..They will also have a drawing for a $300 charcoal grill which is donated by the West True Value Hardware Store. They also have several categories for kids to join in and be in the cook off too..Kids Barbecue Pork Chop Cook off for ages 5-10 and 11-15.

Garbage pickup prices are going up from $9.94 to $10.38 plus sales tax for a month...Jeez...when I moved her 13 years ago it was $5.

Jeanette Karlic is celebrating her birthday..Josephine Bezdek Makovy is celebrating her 82nd birthday, Some Daddy is turning 40. Albert Frank Miller is turning 82 on March 24th. Coy Klish is celebrating his first birthday. His grandma is my load officer and I got to see him the last time I was in the bank, and damn he's cute..Hannah is turning 11 years old and her parents took out an ad in the paper that must have cost $100.Dang! Mrs Zahirniak ran an ad in the paper to wish her husband Joe a happy birthday...Joe died September 28, 2007.

Katy Middlebrook is engaged to Kyle Frazier.

Eight people croaked...all in their 80's or 90's..

50 years ago in the paper they had a cake recipe ran under the title of "Easter is a Gay Season."....I'm sure that is true..

West Democratic Caucus sets turnout record..The total vote for the primary was just over 900, just below the turnout record, however the Democratic turnout may have set a record. Over 130 voters attended. This contrasted with precinct convention attendance in recent years which ranged in the 2-8 voter range. (yes, the Dem's are pissed.)

The Convention Caucus elected 34 delegates to the McLennan County Convention.5(including moi) were Obama supporters with 29 for Clinton.

Oh man...I just noticed..Ross Country Store has a new owner...wonder who bought it?...

The Lady Trojans open their District 12-AAA schedule Friday as they host the Kennedale Lady Wildcats in a 6 p.m. game at Kiwanis Field in West. We are 9-2 in the no-district portion of their schedule. The West Trojans evened their season record at 6-6 after wins over Gatesville, Connally and Fairfield last week.

Allison Andrews receives a scholarship to Hill College for volleyball.

West Food Mart has butt roast on sale for .99 lb. Community Grocery has Hormel Cooked Ham for $1.99 lb.

Jack and Diane's has a ladies amateur night and they will be awarding prizes...I'm tempted to call up there and ask ..Amateur what?...Amateur hookers, strippers, pool players, singers?...WTF?...

If you're interested in buying a nice home in central Texas you can buy a nice 2-3 bedroom on a large lot with trees for $65,000. Or a large 3 bd.in town with many extras for $72,000.Last but not least nice brick home, and extra lot. 2-bedroom, 1 bath, wood floors and antique french double doors, dining room and breakfast room, old fashioned cellar, fenced back yard for $159,900.

Friday Wild West Steakhouse and Saloon is having a half off on fried pickle o's and buffalo bites this Friday with $1.50 draft beer.. The Village Bakery is still for sale. We have lots of cna, lvn and other nursing help at the West Rest Home. Come on down we stay open till 8 during the week..

Babs and I made our trip to West Lumber Co. to get material to make shelves for her closet over her water heater. I was fixing to put em up when I had a drop in my blood sugar..I got up at 7a.m. so I could take Margaret to see Dr. E and so I ate early and then forgot to eat lunch...we was shopping...shopping shopping from a to z...Then when I came home to eat I had a phone call from T. at Family Dollar and Sara decided not to come in on her last day and I had to go in and work..So that's 4 days in a row for me now..But today was easier than the last time..but don't know how I'm going to feel after the 4th day. The last time we were in the Lumber Co. I mentioned that we were interested in herbs, veggies etc. and by cracky the guy ordered every one of the herbs and veggies I asked for..Chocolate Mint, Lavender, Rosemary, big girl Tomatoes, cayenne peppers, bell peppers, etc..Lots of great stuff..I'd going to have a garden this year if it harelips the governor..

Ok...that's it..my ass is draggin..it's 11:23 p.m. and I need to take a bath, and Tabu my ass. Fuckme till the powder flies.

STUMBLING TUMBLEWEED...

I know that will go over most of you young folks head...(tumbling tumbleweed)...never mind..

These are more stolen stuff from Stumbleupon...I fucking love this place..Damn you nitwit..it's all your fault...I actually came to one website that said I had reached the end of the internet, now turn your computer off and go outside and play....

LIFE IN THE SLOW LANE

It may not be the fast lane but I can guarantee you that any lane that I'm in...is good for a few laughs...and I'm starting to rub off on the least expected people..I was at the library the other day after I was made a Obama Mama and was excited to share my good news and fun stories about it to Nancy..so I lean over the counter and say"Guess what?"...and she says:"You're pregnant!"...and I laughed and said:"hell no, if I was pregnant, I wouldn't be laughing and I would have said. and before I could finish the sentence Nancy says:"you would have said 'oh fuck'..." and then both us us cracked up laughing ...We were giggling like 3 year olds that said poop in church..Then Sat. night Sara comes by to return the vacuum cleaner and is whining about all the hours she is working..20-22 hours at the Dollar Store and over 20 hours at Bush's Chicken..I said 'let me tell you something sweety..when people die and they lay them out in the cemetery, they never have "I wish I had worked more" on their headstone...You're 18 years old..you have your whole life ahead of you to work your ass off, you should be out partying and having fun with your friends...and your Daddy(my best friend David) should be calling me up at 3 in the morning screaming he can't find his daughter'....
What the hell, no one ever listens to me right?....Well, she goes to work today and gives notice at the $ store..only going to work one job and since all of her friends work at Bush's, she's going to keep that job..T. (the boss) said thanks, Jackie, now your hours just went up....What the fuck?....After all these years, someone actually paid attention to me and did what I suggested?....Holy shit!...None of my kids or grand kids every listened to me..Well, that's not true..Jenny and Jamie left the Baptist Church because I taught them not be homophobes and when the Baptists said being homosexual was a sin, they left Bible School and walked all the way home..They said"if my Grandma says it's ok to be homosexual, it's ok with us."..They were 8-9 years old...proud moment in my life, I'll tell you that...
Margaret and Mary came by this afternoon. Soon as General Hospital is over all the little old ladies (including me) go check their mail..She came by to give me some 0f my mail that ended up in her box...I informed her that I had put her down as a alternate for Waco the 29Th of the month...She says"Does it matter if I'm not registered to vote?"....I freaked fucking out...'Your not registered to vote???? No more bitching about Bush for you Missy, until you're registered to vote...' Then I asked Mary if she was registered and she said no...fuck what is the matter with these people...You can't fucking bitch unless you vote..so I went to the Post Office and got the registration forms and will get them registered to vote..Mary said 'you'll have to tell me who to vote for'...
I almost had a stroke...no one can tell you who to vote for, you have to decide this on your own...After telling me she didn't know anything about 'all that stuff'...I told her I would down load all the information from Glassbooth.org for her..and would explain to her what the issues were and where the people running for office stood on the issues...Jeez, sometimes people piss me off..I told Margaret I'm going to kick your skinny ass. I can't believe you do all this bitching about Bush and his crap for the past 7 years and you're not even registered to vote..'...I'm still steamed..I'm going to put a sign up on the bulletin board and let the old farts here know if they want to be registered to vote or need a ride to go vote to let me know...Being an old fart is no excuse..Of all the people voting, they should care the most..sheesh!...
What else can I bitch about.....Babs brought back the Gnome ...I will sneak over there and leave it again..
We've had rain and more rain...but honestly..I'm not bitching about that..especially after reading about how Maine, Ohio and that area have gotten so much snow..Ohio Hottie Kevin said they had 19 inches..holy shit..we were freaking out when we had a couple of inches last year..
OH, good news ...I have been continuing to have low blood sugar, so all day yesterday I didn't take my med's and haven't taken any today...My blood sugar went up to 179 after I had oatmeal with peanut butter, then I had a salad for lunch and after lunch it was 91...So I think I can control my diabetes with out the medication if I just eat right...(yeah yeah, I know...)..but I think I will try it and see what happens...I suppose I should ask Dr. E. but I'm going to try this for 2 days or so and see how that works...if it goes up I can split a pill in two and take half of one twice a day instead of 2 a day..I knew I could kick this diabetes ass...But that means NO Dublin Dr. Pepper..jeez...that sucks..sigh*
Oh, Shady Lane sent me a Texans for Obama bumper sticker...to go along with my We're the deciders by Molly Ivins and the black ribbon that says "enough with the ribbons"...Just think about how many people I piss off when I drive my truck to town.....yupper...life is fucking good....
ps...I just finished reading Duma Key...fucking rocked....little long..but it was vintage King..

STEALING FROM BETTY BOWERS

I know it's not nice to steal..but this is just so good I had to share it with you...Goddess knows I love Betty Bowers and her word needs to be put out there so the rest of the world can read her..and maybe if I get you hooked you'll add her to your blog roll....It's like she and I were seperated at birth...me being the much prettier twin to her smarter other sister..and don't expect me to explain the age difference...
this is about 2 people that are so overrated they even piss off the Goddess.
THE NO SIN ZONE
Thanks Oprah, But I Already Have a Savior, Dear

9th March 2008
Thanks Oprah, But I Already Have a Savior, Dearposted in celebrities, people with funny names, Scientologists and other Guillible People, Christians Behaving Badly, Dr. Phil, Oprah, Money (and other things Bush puts down the drain), show biz trash, my superior values, pesky sick, poor people, gasing up your Bentley, Jesus, vicious gossip out of Christian concern, other people's sins
With a patience even Jesus covets, I’ve unflinchingly watched Oprah Winfrey furiously root out every last opportunity to insinuate herself into my awareness, like a tenacious hog snorting in feverish determination to get that very last truffle. But the relentless promotion of “The Big Give[r]” may well prove to be an insurmountable obstacle to my composure. Honestly, if I see Oprah Winfrey’s preening mug one more time I will undoubtedly beseech the nearest cloud formation: “Take her now, Lord! And step on it!” After all, as Oprah would be the first to tell you, she is simply too good for this Earth.
I know that there is much to admire about the woman, but in the past several years her ability to annoy has exceeded her ability to inspire. As a Christian, I get rather territorial when someone starts marketing herself as a Savior. And Oprah, the beneficent, unmarried, all-powerful person who wants to be loved by all (but gets tetchy when adulation isn’t automatic by any), clearly has a Messiah Complex. The only thing she seems to love more than being praised for her selflessness is being praised for herself. When not playing the shameless, fawning sycophant to Scientologists and other crazy brands of celebrity, she is staging some publicity coup to give Mary Hart yet one more opportunity to gush about all the good Saint Oprah does.
Frankly, I can forgive the woman for her relentless narcissism; it’s difficult to avoid after two decades of uninterrupted flattery. I can even forgive her for charging poor women exorbitant fees for the privilege of attending one of her empowerment “Look At How Wonderful — And Thin! — I Am” road shows. I can even overlook her naïve pimping for James Frey — and then pretending to be offended by the duplicitousness only when she realized he was hurting her brand. I can forgive her being a coconspirator in Tom Cruise’s manic phoniness, mainly because it is so entertaining to watch two shameless egotists using each other to such unintended, unflattering effect. And can even forgive the lies about Gayle by someone who pretends to be all about honesty and awareness. But what I cannot — and never will — forgive the woman for is foisting that dreadful Dr. Phil on America. He is an amalgam of every bad quality that Oprah exhibits — with none of her good ones. He is a ardent phony, a shameless, self-promoting narcissist who craves rubbing shoulders with simpering celebs almost as much as celebrity itself. And, just like Oprah, he confuses helping others get out of trouble with helping oneself get in the public eye.
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STUFF I STOLE FROM STUMBLE UPON

and made me laugh...

Going for my second day on the job..eek!..

will have medical report later...

I FEEL LIKE HAMMERED SHIT

I got home last night after work (wow, that's weird to say)took a hot bath, started reading Duma Key and fell asleep with Annie sprawled across my legs..she was so glad to see me, she actually let me pick her up and hold her..Then Babs woke me up at 9:30am to tell me to look out the window...it had snowed over night, and she wanted me to see it before it melted...so I looked out the window...'yup, that's snow alright'...and went back to bed..Then Anessa called cause Inky was worried about me and wanted to make sure I was ok...She was shaking a mayonnaise jar full of cream making butter...I would have been a lot better if I could have slept uninterrupted till about 11am...I am so stiff and sore...I know I can stand up straight, but it seems much easier to just slouch and hobble around the apartment looking like a question mark..

I did good last night....I kept re-ringing shit up though..the eye on the scanner will scan the item twice if I don't move it fast enough...and I keep forgetting to lock the computer down when I would leave the register and after a few minutes if you don't lock it, you need a manager to get back in it..When I wasn't busy I restocked and fronted the pharmaceutical section..and when I finished that I started fronting and facing the aisles close to the registers...Saturday if we're not busy I will clean back behind the register area...It looks tacky.

I saw a bunch of people I haven't seen in a while and they were happy to see me gainfully employed...It was rainy, windy and icky all day so I sold a lot of poncho's and umbrellas..I kept pushing the spiderman poncho and the sponge-bob square pants poncho...Inky is the assistant manager and he was so thrilled that I caught on so fast and didn't have to be told what to do I thought he was going to cry..ha...He actually thanked me when I left to go home..Told him 'just doing my job'...he thought that was hysterical...as the 2 other girls that work there spend a lot of time on their cell phones and talking to their girlfriends, who will come in, in packs of 3-4 and hang around the register while they 'work'....T. the manager is a really nice guy and seems to find me highly amusing, but he's not much of a disciplinarian....he'll tell the girls not to have their friends come in, but when they disobey him and they come in anyhow...he won't say anything...I plan on nipping that little habit of theirs in the bud..Even 'Lil Sara'...I don't go back to work till tomorrow and don't work again until next weekend where I will work Friday, Saturday and Sunday, 2-8PM...that will probably kick my ass....Well, I'm going to go feed the birds..the feeders are out and they are on the porch eating it out of the bag...feed them...get my blanket, curl up on the couch with my Duma Key book and hopefully, take a little nippy nap...

Babs and Shady Lane have both threatened to kick my ass if I don't take it easy and not be gung ho on the job, but even at 64, I only know one speed...rudden rudden...skeech, (that's the sound I make when I corner)....fuckme till I get overtime..

I ARE A YELLOWDOG DEMOCRAT DELEGATE

Some times I really do love being me...I went from just a voter to one of 5 delegates that will go to Waco for the Convention for Mclennan County...There were 34 people for Clinton there and 9 for Obama...4 years ago Mary Mangram said there were 5 people at the meeting after the election...I said that's because they were all out getting drunk, cause they knew we were screwed..We voted on 5 different measures...on the last one it was to ask the democratic nominee to continue seeking peace between Israel and Palestine blah blah blah...and every one said aye, except me and I said nay...and then looked at them and said 'and how's that been working for us?'...and they all looked at me and said...read it again..so she read it again..and they muttered and shuffled and said read it again, and after reading it about 5 more times and listening to me say"we should just mind our own business and let them fight it out with themselves and if we took that $3 billion dollars that we give Israel every year and put it into a health care policy we'd be better off...the last vote was 4 ayes, and 5 nays..Yes, Virginia...Jackie's a trouble maker...I am going to be one of 5 delegates and Babs doesn't know this yet but she is one of the alternates...ahahahahha..teach her not to show up..We even discussed impeaching Bush and Cheney...I said I would forgo impeachment, if they would just allow me to kick their asses...9 ayes on that one..

I asked if I could wear politically incorrect t-shirts and they wanted to know like what?...I said a picture of a shaved vagina with a big red x through it and 'no more bush' below it...everyone wanted me to order them one too...I need some ideas about making up a t-shirt just for the convention..and then another one for the one in Austin, which I will be going to also...I'm so excited..I haven't had this much fun since my second divorce, when I showed up drunk wearing bells...I love being a yellowdog democrat...life is fucking good...

THAT DAMN BAND

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So I get this email from Shady Lane telling me about this great birthday party she went to...and this band played...She told me to google That Damn Band and I did and she said listen to the song Whiskey and Beer, and I did...and I fucking love them...so you have to check them out...they are a local to Austin band and Lane says they are fantastic..they do blues, soul, musicals, etc..just a grand ole band..at the party they had the New Jersey Cowboy who was a sword swallower, they had a lady that was 27 inches tall(Shady said she out hippie handicapped Brewster who usually wins that one with his 'unfoot'...but she won this round..no legs but had feet, she was with the Traveling Freak Show, and then there was Luna Tart who played the uke ala Bette Midler and sang "Don't Sleep With The Clowns."...Damn, I missed it..I'm making an effort to go to it next year..So every one run to myspace and check out That Damn Band...trust me..you'll be glad you did...

The other news..Babs and I took another shot at West today..first we went and voted...then we went to the $ store that I will be working at(I figure it will give him a chance to see us in action and change his mind about hiring me)..he over heard us talking about the gnomes, and I said I thought they were gay, and he walked by shaking his head and then said'Gnomes are asexual)...maybe he does know what he's getting into..Then we went to West Lumber Co. to check out their herb seeds...damn, they're $2 a package, and Babs said they're $.97 at house of satan..but he did say he would order us some plant herbs so will wait and see what he can get..right now it's so wet out can't plant anything anyhow...So we fiddle farted around in there and decided to go to lunch at Leo's the Mexican resturant which I have not been to ...we walked in and I instantly smelled something 'funky'...thought it was rancid grease at first..but then we sat down by this table of 'hispanic workers'....(where is Hispain again?)...and by then it was so strong I was afraid to take in a breath...I don't smoke so I have a very acute(and cute) nose...so I asked Babs:"Is it just me, or does it really stink in here."...she said...'nope, it really stinks in here'...we muttered to each other for a few minutes and I said. 'I"m eventually going to have to take a breath, and I'd rather it not be in here.'...so we got up and I said something abou 'oh, we have to go, but we'll be back.'...yeah, right...I don't mean the kind of smell that a bunch of guys would get from working from morning till lunch time..I mean the kind of funk smell that 6 people get when they haven't taken a bath in 3 weeks...or washed their clothes....it was horrid..I hope this doesn't sound racial becuase that's not my intentions..but stink is stink..no matter where your from...But it all worked out in the long run..we went directly across the street to the Pizza House and Babs had double bacon cheeseburger with fries, and I had double cheeseburger with fries..thinking...it's just double...judas priest..they were the size of a softball..and half a plate of fries...it was so good...won't be able to eat carbs the rest of the day..and brought 1/2 of the cheese burger and fries home as it was so big..but damn...it was worth it...Then we went to the Shabby Rose so I could get a St. Theresa medal for Nancy and Allan..but the regular lady was gone, so I ended up getting a candle that was half price...The Shabby Rose is a religious store, full of saints, crosses, catholic saints on every piece of jewelry you could think of ...but our favorite was the t-shirts with beaded, glittery bejeweled paintings of the Virgin Mary and Guadalupe on them ....I'm sure Jesus would be so proud...I'm trying to think of who I love enough to spend $40 bucks on a bejeweled Virgin Mary Tshirt for...hmm.no one..The sun is shinning, after a day of wind and rain..and damnd if it didn't hail too...supposed to be rainy and cold this week, but back to normal(what IS normal any more?)the next week...I'm going back to vote for delegates this evening...that's my second vote..damn, I thought I actually got to vote for Obama twice...sigh*....So...go check out That Damn Band...you'll thank me...