Tuesday, November 15, 2005

What have you done?

I have:
(x) snuck out of the house
(x) gotten lost in your city
(x) seen a shooting star
(x) been to any other countries besides U.S.
(x) had a serious surgery
(x) gone out in public in your pajamas
(x) kissed a stranger
(x) hugged a stranger
( ) been in a fist fight
( ) been arrested
(x) laughed and had milk/coke come out of your nose
(x) pushed all the buttons on an elevator
(x ) swore at your parents
(x) been in love
(x) been close to love
(x) been to a casino
( ) been skydiving
(x) skinny dipped
(x) skipped school
(x) seen a therapist
( ) done the splits
(x) played spin the bottle
(x) gotten stitches
( ) drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour
(x) bitten someone
(x) been to Niagara Falls
(x) gotten the chicken pox
(x) kissed a member of the opposite sex
(x) crashed into a friend's car
( ) been to Japan
(x) ridden in a taxi
(x) been dumped
(x) shoplifted
(x) been fired
(x) had a crush on someone of the same sex
(x) had feelings for someone who didn't have them back
(x) gone on a blind date
(x) lied to a friend
(x) had a crush on a teacher
( ) celebrated Mardi-Gras in New Orleans
(x) been to Europe
(x) slept with a co-worker
(x) been married
( ) gotten divorced
(x) had children
(x) seen someone die
(x) had a close friend die
( ) been to Africa
(x) driven over 400 miles in one day
(x) been to US
( ) been to Mexico
( ) been to India
(x) been on a plane
(x) seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show
(x) thrown up in a bar
( ) purposely set a part of myself on fire
( ) eaten sushi
( ) been skiing/snowboarding
(x) met someone in person from the internet
( ) lost a child
(x) gone to college/university
( ) graduated college/university
(x) fired a gun
(x) purposely hurt yourself
(x) taken painkillers
(x) been intimate with someone of the same gender

what have you done????


I stole this from someone though I honestly can't remember who it was. If you know I read your site and you have done this, let me know and I'll give you credit for it.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Boredom can be scary

I am on my own this weekend (TR is working in Michigan and Munchkin is with his dad) so I have to entertain myself- this is never a good idea.

So I'm searching around on Google and think to myself, "Gosh, I wonder if there are any sex offenders in my area?" Trust me when I tell you it's better to not find out the answer to this question. Especially if you have children.

I found the sex offender registration website for my state (if you live in Ohio and feel like you need a little creepiness in your life, the link is here) and looked up my county. In my town there are approx. 40 registered sex offenders. 40! Just in my town! In my school district? 101.

So naturally I looked at the address of each one, and photo (yes, they even have photos!) and wondered if I had ever seen any of them at the store or walking down the street.

In my horrified state of shock I searched the town and school districts of the rest of my family. Scary. I found out that a member of my family lives next door to a convicted rapist. Next door! This is scary. I'm pretty sure they don't know, and I don't know if I should tell them. Ignorance is bliss, right? I wish I didn't know now.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Happy Fall (Oh, and HNT too)!!!


As we live in a townhouse (great from a someone-else-does-all-the-maintenance point of view), we have no yard. TR and I took Munchkin to the county park and raked (TR raked and I took pictures) a ton of leaves into a huge pile. Munchkin loved it. Since I was the cameraman (woman) this is the only pic I ended up in. Notice how sweaty my son is? He seems to think it's necessary to have a half mile run before landing in the leaves. It was a great time and we didn't have to worry about the pile of leaves killing our grass when we were done. Though I doubt that will be something I worry about when I do have a yard...

Monday, November 07, 2005

Political bias

We came home from the store today (Yeah Sam's Club!) to the scene at right. A political flyer urging us to vote for so-and-so because they are so wonderful and have everyone's best interest at heart. The usual campaigning bullshit.

Now I seldom comment on political matters and typically don't care who is in charge of things- basically it doesn't matter who you vote for they're just gonna fuck it up anyway so why bother? I am not nor have I ever been (nor do I ever intend to be) a registered voter. I just don't care.

Since I don't often (read: never) voice an opinion other than annoyance at the ridiculous signs all over the place this time of year, I feel that my son will be able to make his own decisions about these things (and the God issue- but that's another day, another post) when he's old enough to do so.

So, when we got to the door, Munchkin pulls out the flyer and looks up at TR and I. He gets that incredulous look that only a 4 year old can pull off and says,

"What kind of idiot would stick this in our door like that?"

I guess he's figuring it out sooner than I expected.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Some people should not be parents...

I know I've been lax on the posting lately, but I have been really sick the past few days. Sorry. I'm feeling a little better now so hopefully things will be back to normal soon.

Monday night TR, Junior, and I took Munchkin and Little Bit trick-or-treating. It was a good time and the weather was very cooperative. Munchkin went as a Power Ranger (the red one! Duh!), Little Bit was Dorothy (complete with sparkling shoes), and Junior was her usual charming self (luv ya sis!).

We actually made it through an hour and a half (with two shoes changes and a partial strip down in the street) of trick-or treating this year. Last year it only lasted about 40 minutes before we were tired and needed to be carried. I guess the kid figured out that if he has to share the candy with the parents he better get as much as he can.

As we walked down the street in the dark, the kids approached each house that had it's porch light on- pretty routine, right? NO. They went up the sidewalk to one house and the front door opened before they got there. Three kids no older than six or seven (the youngest was about 4) coming rushing out on the porch yelling, "Our mom's not here yet, she went to pick up someone else and hasn't come home so we don't have any candy!"

That's right folks, 3 little kids yelling out into the dark that they are home alone! And for that matter, probably going to be home alone for awhile.

That's quality parenting for you.