Random thoughts for the day:
1. The word of the day is “Depleted”. Can you use that word in a sentence?
Everything in me feels depleted.
2.I am reminded lately about something like a speck in one eye & a plank in the other.
3.This is a Deja Vu moment.
4. Four kids will always = never ending chaos & mess.
5. ADHD will always = never ending chaos & mess.
6. I’m a sinner, how about you?
7. This list is merely a rant, please ignore it and move along.
8. I am not doing anything today that doesn’t make me smile/giggle/laugh until I tinkle/get a warm fuzzy.
9. I am a damn good Mother and I pity the fool who tries to tell me differently.
10. I’m good enough,I’m smart enough and doggone it, some people like me.
11. Numbers 1-10 were totally ripped off from my FaceBook status today.
12. I have another blog. Actually, this here bloggy blog is my 3rd.. I wrote another blog last summer in addition to OhMyGawd but I deleted it. I recently started another blog that I would describe as “the darker side of Ginger”.
13. I am not ready to reveal said blog to you all, yet.
14. This computer doesn’t move fast enough for my brain.
15. I know things.
16. When I like or love someone, I like/love them in a BIG way. I go all out, become your biggest fan, your fiercest protector, your loudest & most obnoxious cheerleader. My behavior can border on the ‘creepy-stalker like’ side of things, but that’s just how I roll. Go big or go home.
17. When I am pissed at someone, refer to #16, but omit the ‘protector/cheerleader’ part. If you have hurt me deeply, it is perhaps necessary for you to have protection FROM me. Again, go big or go home. I love ya in a big way and I will loathe you in a big way.
18. I love and adore my spouse - however- he is going through some soul searching & character development shit right now and he is acting like a complete douche- the unscented kind that had the safety seal broken off and has now rotted and grown mold. I find him to be a tad-bit-bigger-than-life-unshiny.
19. Husband & I are going out tonight with some friends and I would like to leave him at home instead.
20. Yes, Mountain Man reads my blog- or at least he says he does.
21. I just discovered that a bonus to having new-found food allergies is that you will lose weight. I guess that will happen when 85% of the stuff you used to eat is taken away from you and you are then left to STARVE to death. Or maybe it just feels like I am starving to death.
22. I have no idea how much weight I’ve lost over the last 10 months because I do not own a working scale.
23. The skirt I am wearing tonight used to hit 2 inches above the knee, but now the length is 2 inches below the knee because it is too big. Darn.
24. Yesterday, I had a horrible morning with Skater Boy who is 10- he is my ADHD mini-me. I lost my shit with him. After I apologized to him, do you know what he said immediately, without hesitation? “I forgive you mom”. I don’t deserve to have that kid- he is simply too awesome for words. Sigh.
25. I offend people very easily. And the broken record says “go big or go home”.
26. I just painted my toenails and they look gooooooood. Yup.
27. I guess I will end this rant now.
28. I prefer even numbers, so NOW this rant is over.
8-10, 16-17: HELL. YES.
Good to have places to rant.
If you let me know
- what you’re allergic to
- what you like to eat
I might be able to dig up some good recipes for you…
Have fun tonight, and keep on being the most excellent you!
Sigh. I am allergic to the following:
Eggs
Dairy- all of it- lactose, casein, whey.
Yeast- in every form. Bakers yeast, yeast extract, autolyzed yeast. (Not to be confused with Gluten- I can still eat wheat).
Mushrooms. Sigh.
Coffee. Yup. Heavy sigh.
I like anything-not a picky eater. Thank goodness I found Tofu based Cream cheese & sour cream! And Earth Balance “butter”!
Life is very dull without cheese and bread.
oh my gosh… coffee?! I would cry all the time… :’(
A rant yes, but a good rant. You feel better now don’t you. And I (we) forgive you to. And have fun tonight.
I will have fun tonight! Thanks John!
Great rant. Love the status stealing. I have these days. They normally turn into Friday Follies…but not this week because my givadam is completely and utterly depleted. *grins*
Have fun tonight in spite of unshiny-douche-man-like-creature.
Red.
xxx
“Fun” is my middle name, Red!
I think my givadam is broken!
Fortunately, Bear keeps a copy of the schematics for mine in the garage. He is the official fixer
a very ordered rant… but better out than in, enjoy your night of sinning on the town now…
Amen! Sinning out on the town is always fun!
This was fun to read.. not in the sick, psycho sadomasochist way… but it’s always nice to get to know people, you know?
Have fun painting the town that deep color of dastardly red!
I was on a diet and depleted carbs and sugar to get healthier… but I lost like twenty pounds in like three months! Not looking to do that…
have a super-mega-awesome-splendifferous time tonight!
Having a good nite so far- but sadly we are on the way home already. Sigh. Life with kids!
At least you know what you’re allergic to. My inefficient colon cannot decide. And, somehow, my stomach problems have resulted in me gaining weight instead of losing it.
Other than that, as a fellow sinner who sometimes finds her husband to be less than shiny, I completely empathize.
Guuurl- your Dr needs to do a Nutra-val food test! I’ll look up the info and give you more details later- my symptoms were similar to yours and then some…
Sounds like you need a You’re Not Quite Dead, Yet book. That’s right. But instead of I am good enough smart enough and gosh darn people like me, it is Let’s face it you’re not good enough.
I wrote about that this week http://ladyornot.com/?p=648 check it out if you’re interested. If not, no pressure. I am following you now.
Hugs,
Becca
Lady or Not…Here I Come
Welcome aboard! I will ‘check you out’ very soon!
Thanks hon! Show me the way to the buffet.
You’ll tell me about your dark Ginger blog, though, right?
“I don’t like depleted pants – only the flat ones.”
You got spammed again! What have you done to piss off the WordPress gods?
No one gets to the darker side of Ginger blog yet. Mwa-ha- ha-haaaaaa.
Why you no like depletes in de pants?
They look poofy. Flat is better.
Screw WordPress gods. They suck.
It looks like WordPress gods are screwing you! When this happened to PMAO, it took awhile for his comments to stop going to that nasty folder which I shall not name. Are you spammer man on all the blogs you visit, or just on your favorite blogs? ;o)
I normaraelly owenly visit my flavourite blogs, so it’s both at the sameultaneous time.
Oh! Wook! No spamma-bamma-lamma folder for you! You’ve been healed from your Spam Fever! It’s a Christmas Miracle.
DON’T YOU PEOPLE OWN CALENDARS?!? Saw a JC Penney xmas add the other day.
I guess Halloween just doesn’t bring in the bucks anymore…
Geez Guap.
Saying “it’s a Halloween miracle” wouldn’t have sounded right.
Edward getting out of the Spam closet was worthy of a ‘savior of the world being born’ type of analogy. Or not. Maybe a halloween analogy would be better. I don’t know. All I do know is that he is out of the closet and we are so proud of him.
It depends on how I make the comment. I think it’s because with Notifications, you can go right down the line and make comments. And I type really really fast, so it makes it even worse. Still, Askimet should be taking that into account. Those dicks.
Ummm, this one got spammed.
Stop typing so fast. Or something.
*back in the closet he goes*
This one will get spammed because I used the Notifications box to write it.
Right again!
That’s 2 times I said you were right. Maybe I’m the one having the heart attack?!?
But this one will make it through because I went directly to your blog to type it.
By golly, you’re right!
**don’t have a heart attack because I just said you were ‘right’**
Please. I know you think it all the time, so it’s not all that surprising that you finally said it out loud. A
And, this is spam.
Stop doing that!
Super Spam Man.
Spam O Gram.
Spam Tram.
Sir Spam-A-Lot
A Gram of Spam.
Excuse me Maam, I am Spam.
You’re a bad Spammer Jammer.
How sweet it is to be spammed by you.
A Spam a day keeps the comments away.
Walk into the light, Ginger! And then close the refrigerator door. I’m not paying to cool off the whole house.
Whoa- how did you know I was in the refrigerator?
Go big or go home = your favorite pick up line. Second favorite = Excuse me, can I borrow a cup of sausage?
I would ask for 3 cups of sausage. Go big or go home, remember?
Your new favorite pick up line = Is that a can of Pringles in your pants, or are you happy to see me?
The Super Stack can- bursting with flavor.
So, you admit that larger – and apparently spicier – is better!
Nah- I read that off of the Pringles can sitting in front of me. I just got home from the-first-ever-of-it’s-kind- Kroger Marketplace. Pringles were on sale.
Oh right – the prototype for later perfections.
Sins are merely a church/religion opinion, one I do not agree with! Therefore, I do not sin, and you probably don’t either.
Oh, but I do, A.D., I most certainly do.
ummmmm…yay? I love randomness. And the secret is to sin with style.
I don’t know any other way to sin than with style, my friend!
Good answer.
All of my answers are good!
Don’t we get to decide that? I mean, I’m not saying they aren’t. I just think it needs to be up to us.
On my blog, all of my answers are good because I say they are. This is the only place where I get to decide that ;o)
Well, you always seem to be right on my blog too…
Well OF COURSE I am! Glad you appreciate my righteousness!
Better than wrongteousness.
We’re going to have to get you some of that “Life Imitating Art” stuff to take care of that…
Really? Where do I get some of that??
Doesn’t she look like Adam Lambert?
Sigh. I already told you that I am not pretty enough to be Adam Lambert.
But you do look enough like a gay man.
With wrinkles. And a vagina.
Just like Lady Gaga.
OhMyGawd- is she a gay man too?
She was born this way.
Gay men are not born with a vagina. Does she have a vagina?
I have no idea.
haha love this…you are so real!
Well, certain parts of me are real anyway
(She has fake boobs)
I AM NOT ADAM LAMBERT!
My boobies are my own.
Of course they’re your own. You paid for them!
Gah! Go away!
“Go away” isn’t a choice. It’s “go big or go home”. If you didn’t go big, I guess you’re at home right now.
I’m at McDonalds- it’s my 2nd home.
My hair is big today. And purple.