*Make My Day
Have you seen
Click on photo for more details.
Recently shared thoughts
Bored ramblings of a disturbed mind
- Olympics:: swimming
- Wicked:: Witch of the West She used to scare the crap out of me when I was little.
- Intoxicating:: bourbon trust me on this..
- Radical:: Dude (yes I was a teenager in the 80's. How can you tell?)
- Misinformed:: politics
- Triplets:: terror. The thought of having three Warrens is enough to make me never want to have sex again.. well almost.. but not quite...
- Coronation:: Street Don't ask me why that show popped in to my head.
- Asimov:: Isaac Author of I, Robot (excellent book barring very little similiarity to the Will Smith movie which was still good in its own way)and The Fantastic Voyage and Nightfall among many others
- Contemporary:: current, modern, not old.
- 1:: is not always the lonliest number...
I haven't done those in a few weeks, but this time I actually managed to do them, before reading anybody else's answers, so this way I have a much truer off the the top of my head answers.
May I please state that that last time I had Zythromax, I don't recall it having quite such a nasty effect on my digestive tract. Of course that was over 5 years ago, but I think I would remember something like that. I won't give you the gross out details, but lets just say, my ceramic throne has become my favorite piece of furniture. Granted it could be the cough stuff they gave me or the fact that my diet the last few days has been very crappy, and my son has eaten so much cereal that I'm suprised he doesn't poo in technicolor. (sorry if that was too much information).
Yesterday I finally managed to do something that looked like housework, and that was only because my kitchen was starting to look and smell like a fruit fly convention. Why my son decided to dump assorted cereal and other food items in my sink when I have no garbage disposal, is something he doesnt' care to explain. I am pretty sure most 11 year olds are capable of handing the task of moving dishes from the sink to the dishwasher, but some how he managed to forge that lesson. But he did manage to drink enough milk to keep feed a small herd of holstein calves. Its pretty much reinforced what most women already know, moms, especially single moms (or mom's with helpless husbands) do not have the time to get sick, nor are they allowed, because the minute they sit down and act as lazy as those they are taking care of, the entire house will disintergrate faster than a styrofoam cup in a gallon of gasoline (dont' try that at home folks, the two substances DO NOT get along).
On the other hand I have seen enough television to last me for a life time, have eaten enough cereal and cheeseburgers to feed a small third world country, and don't ever want to have to deal with the giant conglomerate of miscommunication known as the medical establishment again. And this was something relatively minor in the grand scheme of things. I can't imagine the hell if it were somethign really serious, instead of just annoying and panic inducing. Though I can see how with out treatment, it could be a real annoying, disease, that is more contagious than the common cold could ever dream of.
I can't be around other people, but that doens't mean I have to stay couped up in my house. Warren and I have actaully taken to driving around just to get out of the house. Though it sucks not being able to actually go in any place, where I might actaully breathe on somebody, I should have a scarlet W on me or something. Lets just hope when I go to get my note from the doctor that will allow me to actually go back to work, fate doesnt jump in and mess that up as well.
Today I got so bored, I actually baked a cake. Funny part was Warren loved it, even though I used the frosting that he had stated he hated. He didnt' know till he downed to pieces. When I told him, he just looked at me like I had tried to kill him.. Kids are strange that way. Of course there is a bunch of housework that needs my attention, but I just can't get myself up to doing it. On the other hand I have watched a lifetimes worth of VH1.
I just realized what time it is. I better go throw together somethign resembling a dinner, before I have no cake or cereal left. If eating were an Olympic Sport, Warren would have several Gold medals.
Prequels ~ Sequels
Daily Dumbass: take your pick
Thankful For: Only one more day of house arrest, so to speak
Music of the mind: : Behind Blue Eyes - The Who (the real version - not that OTHER one)
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
Layout copyright Me, Myself and I. Correct viewing of this site requires IE 5.0 or higher. Use of any other browser may result in
unintended results.(Netscape 4.0 or higher is passable however I haven't yet been able to get it
to look right in Firefox)
All contents, (except graphics) unless otherwise specified, are
the property of TheCrankyOne. Please ask permission before using.
Person's caught using pics of my son without permission will be severely dealth with. Graphics
are courtesty of Full Moon Graphics. If you
want to use them, ask Kitty not me..
Also this is my diary and if you don't like what you
read, then I suggest you move on to another diary. I do not write to please others, I write for
myself. If you don't like my diary it is your problem, not mine.
Any rude comments, spam, flames etc.. will be deleted as soon as I become aware of them. Also if you wish to comment please have the decency to leave a valid form of contact such as a web address or email, unless I happen to know you and would know who you are.
This Web site is Registered with Published.com
This work is licensed
Creative Commons License.
In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.