his_princess
Gift PremiumMadly, passionately, head-over-heels in love with her_poohbare. We don't cam, chat or IM. Don't ask. If I don't know you from the forum, chat or status, I won't accept your friend request. I prefer my friend list to contain actual friends. Beware: I'm moody.
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Wednesday, June 13, 2012, 12:29:36 PM- | ||||||
I woke up this morning feeling cheerful and energized. Such a weight is lifted off me just knowing I don't have to go back to that particular batch of office drama. Whew! The kid is sucking up bigtime. We know she's paving the way for something we aren't gonna like, but in the meantime, I'm just gonna sit back and enjoy the hell out of it. LOL Since I have a few free days, I'm gonna finish off the landscaping. Mulch is about the only thing left to do and it's lightweight enough that Poohbare gave me his official okey-dokey to do it myself. YAY! I utterly refuse to let the last several days bother me. xoxo | ||||||
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Wednesday, June 13, 2012, 12:48:12 AM- | ||||||
I know you've all been on the edge of your seats for several days wondering "What in the world is going on with HP?!?!?" Thanks for your concern. It's appreciated. To stop the incessant nagging that is bound to start any moment now, I'll just save you the trouble of PMing me and tell ya. Are ya sittin down? If not, do. Oh, and get a beverage. Preferably alcoholic. Maybe snacks, too. Yeah, so let's hop into the wayback machine and dial in Friday. The girlspawn and I got into an argument wherein I very calmly stated the house rules that WOULD be followed, she threw her beverage at a wall making a mess, informed me she would NOT follow my rules and would NOT blah blah blah and about that time I was speaking VERY quietly from a distance of about 2 inches from her nose (you see where this is going, right?), she said "fuck you!" and got slapped. Poohbare said he was rather surprised at how quickly I blocked her when she took a swing and then stepped right toward her. It took all my control not to knock her out with an uppercut. About that time, he stepped between us and informed her it might be best if she went to her room. He spoke to her later and informed her such a scene wouldn't happen again. By morning, she was settled down and we pretended it never happened. But it did. Sunday she went to a local festival with friends, wasn't where she supposed to be for pick up at the appointed time, so when she got in the car I asked her to stay offline and get to bed by midnight. Naturally, she was still on FB til 1 a.m. So I took her computer and locked it away. Monday I find out my 15 year old daughter is interested in a boy who will turn 21 in a few weeks. I sent a note to her brother asking if he wanted the first shot - cuz, like he's her brother and he's earned the chance. He laughed and said no, we can deal with it. Poohbare plans to explain the legalities to the boy and inform him that his happy ass WILL be planted in a holding cell if A, B, and/or C happen. Today the girl called me cuz Mom was having a bad blood sugar drop then called 911. I arrived at the same time the police car got here. Mom's fine - but had to be transported. I warned the EMTs that she would fight them. She did. Even took a swing. Pretty feisty for an 80 year old broad. They wrestled her onto the gurney and off they went. I got back to work long enough to tell them I was quitting and they had me clear out my desk immediately. okey dokey. Left there, stopped by the house, collected Poohbare and we picked Mom up from the ER. The girlspawn, in the meantime, has been happily (HAPPILY!) cleaning her room, she finished what laundry we had downstairs, her grandmother's laundry, and her own. She's cheerful as can be. Without a computer. We're waiting for the other shoe to drop. Ok. That's it. You're welcome. | ||||||
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Tuesday, June 12, 2012, 11:40:11 AM- free to good home: | ||||||
One surly and rebellious 15 year old. Will ship parcel post. May arrive in poor condition due to excessive bubble wrap and lack of air holes in container. | ||||||
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Tuesday, June 12, 2012, 12:42:53 AM- | ||||||
There are tremendous amounts of fecal matter hitting a buncha spinning bladed devices. Nope, not gonna talk about it. Consider this your lucky day. I should probably add that the above does not apply to this site and/or anyone here whatsoever. | ||||||
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Sunday, June 10, 2012, 3:52:58 PM- | ||||||
The cats have been "helping" me today. The three of us were outside while I was weeding the garden. One was headbutting my forehead and licking my chin which made it rather difficult to see weeds since there was a cat right in my face. The other was trying to stick his head through the fence and get out of the yard. Clearly he doesn't grasp that if only his nose fits thru the rest of him will not, but he sure kept trying. They then assisted with changing the bed linens. When they weren't pouncing on the sheets they were getting under 'em and rolling around or grabbing the pillow cases and trying to hide them under the bed. It's a good thing they make me laugh. It was the only thing saving the rotten little brats. | ||||||
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Sunday, June 10, 2012, 4:24:31 AM- | ||||||
My son and his girlfriend took in a tiny stray kitten a few weeks back. They got him checked and though very young, he's healthy. I got to meet the lil fella today. He's certainly active and extraordinarily playful. Had me laughing continually. He's about 9 weeks old now, and a wee little thing but thinks he's a big ole tough guy. You don't dare let your arm hang over the edge of a chair or he jumps up, grabs and just dangles there for a while. It was hard to resist tucking him in my purse and bringing him home with me. | ||||||
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Sunday, June 10, 2012, 12:48:58 AM- | ||||||
prior blog deleted. I guess I got my answers. *sigh* | ||||||
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Friday, June 8, 2012, 2:27:49 AM- | ||||||
I decided to wait til Monday to give notice. I start at the new place on the 18th. I'm getting more and more psyched. I'll be able to let my inner bitch run rampant dealing with divorce and custody cases. That shit makes the forum and blog wars look like puppies frolicking thru a meadow. Bring it on, baby! Heck, I might even turn into a nice person around here, but I wouldn't count on it. Cuz, well, ew. | ||||||
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Wednesday, June 6, 2012, 9:41:47 PM- | ||||||
Well, I'm released by the doctor so tomorrow I return to work. I texted the office manager and she is greatly relieved. Apparently there has been difficulty keeping up with my work load. No shit? Really? There's a shocker. Guess they won't like it when I give 'em notice that I'm quitting. oh darn. Not my problem. [insert evil grin here] | ||||||
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Wednesday, June 6, 2012, 12:44:29 AM- | ||||||
When the interview starts off with a big hug and catch-up session of personal lives over the last ten years, it's a good sign, right? The job is mine if I want it. There's a few things to mull over with Poohbare, but I think the decision is already made. Feels pretty damn good. | ||||||
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