Category Archives: Foolishness

where’s the party

This post was written on what I think was a Wednesday, but I know it was the 4th day in the month of January in the year of 2012.

So, what will we be doing on Wednesdays at Casa de Loca?

I’m thinking probably putting emphasis on MadBee Web Design. That means marketing myself more aggressively (not something I’m very good at or looking forward to).

The end of 2011 was pretty good, I know if I put some effort into it, 2012 will be better. And Wednesdays will be my day to do that. Today I’m going to start listing my services all over hell and gone and put together an advertising package – postcards, business cards, etc.

This afternoon I’ll make a list of local businesses that don’t have website and send out a bunch of postcards next Wednesday.

When I opened my nail salon (seems like a hundred years ago) I did something similar EVERY week. I would pore over the Sunday paper, make lists of all the newly engaged women and send them postcards with some deal to get their nails done for the wedding.

About once a month I’d go around to local businesses that might be frequented by women (gyms, the bridal salons, etc) and hang up posters offering specials.

I built up a pretty good little clientele that way.

Without the Internet :: gasp ::

Wait! There’s more! →

all that much

This post was written on what I think was a Wednesday, but I know it was the 16th day in the month of November in the year of 2011.

I’ve been coming to grips with a certain fact for quite some time. It’s not something that I’m happy about, but it’s also not something that I can ignore or compromise; I just have to buck the fuck up and face it.

I am not GETTING old. I AM old.

No more short, frilly skirts; hell, no more short skirts at all.

No sexy summer tops, not even if I look good wearing them because I am OLD.

So yesterday I spent an hour and a half watching Bella romp around a friend’s one+ acre yard with her potential “baby-daddy”.

Lots of sniffing from both parties.

Lots of peeing from Bella and resulting “marking of my territory” from PBD (potential baby daddy).

When PBD wasn’t trotting along behind her, attempting to sniff Bella’s nether regions, Bella was mincing daintily after PBD.

There was an occasional and unsuccessful attempt to “mount up.” By both parties (don’t ask, I got nothing).

No go.

We brought him home with us.

Unfortunately that was about as successful as the previous hour and a half. In fact, PBD spent the majority of the time sitting on BigD’s lap, getting his belly rubbed.

Nada.

We apparently missed the “prime” fertilization window.

Gah.

sound the warning

This post was written on what I think was a Tuesday, but I know it was the 1st day in the month of November in the year of 2011.

I did a stoopid thing tonight. It’s not the first time and Gawd knows it won’t be the last. But I did it and it left me feeling all … I can’t think of the word or phrase that I want, but it’s similar to “what the fuck have I done with my life“.

You know, like that.

Anyway, in looking for inspiration for a design for a new client I got sucked into all those awesome-wonderful blogs. You know the ones I mean: the thought-provoking writers, the drool-inspiring cooks, the drag-it-out-of-the-trash-and-make-it-shine decorators, the one shutter click/instant art photographers.

I don’t so much hate them as I envy their being able to grasp one interest and refine it – although there is that woman that can do almost everything. Well. And she’s really pretty.

Grrr …

But, I digest.

I also envy them the Internet. Though it’s more than likely a story I tell myself to make me feel better, I think if the Internet had been around 30 years ago, in it’s current incarnation, my life may have turned out different.

Of course, I KNOW that DIFFERENT does NOT equal BETTER, and I don’t have much to complain about now, so …

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NONE of the above is to say that I am unhappy with my life as it is now or that I wish things were different – I DON’T.

Of course, I have bitches and nits – everybody does. Especially everybody who’s been married to the same person for over half their lives. Two people, getting older, having to deal with all the inevitable changes that aging brings to themselves as well as the person they live with, is not an easy thing.

But I cannot think of any other possible version of my life that I would trade the current version for.

Well, I probably wouldn’t say no if these fucking allergies would disappear.

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I finished Night Shift and have moved on to The Dead Zone.

A & E has been running a commercial for “Bag of Bones” and it’s tempting me to break order and jump ahead, but I’m gonna really try and follow through on something.

Funny though, I don’t remember the book being as creepy as that video. Let’s hope the movie is HALF as creepy.

OMG – really?

Twenty-five Things About … ME

This post was written on what I think was a Saturday, but I know it was the 22nd day in the month of October in the year of 2011.

I have NO IDEA when I snagged this or WHERE I snagged it from. It’s been in my drafts folder for time out of mind.

1. Can you cook?
I cook to eat – that’s about it. I don’t have any special culinary talents, except for perhaps bread baking and that’ hit and miss at best. The BigD is a better cook than I am, and so is TheBug. My sister who can’t cook for beans, is an awesome cookie baker.

2. Are you a good cook?
Uh, no-ooo? See above.

3. What was your dream growing up?
To be a (good) mother and later, a world famous author. One I accomplished, in spades, and the other uh, not so much.

Every time I spend time with our kids, I am blown away by the incredibly awesome adults they’ve grown in to. BigD and I did our best, not knowing what the fuck we were doing (what parent does) but relying on the fact that at if we did the RIGHT thing (which didn’t always coincide with doing the thing we WANTED to do), we’d be doing our best.

And so when they were both finally out on their own, responsible productive adults, we finally realized that we’d done a SPECTACULAR fucking job. Yay, go us.

BigD says he didn’t have dreams as a child; he didn’t think he’d ever grow up. The James Dean thing, I guess. Well surprise, honey! You’re 50! That equals grown up.

I have failed miserably as a writer. I have written a dozen or so short stories, some of which are sprinkled through-out this site. I even SOLD one.

And that’s … The End.

4. What talent do you wish you had?
I don’t know if it’s considered a talent per se, but I would love the ability to actually stick to something – y’know, follow through, finish up things that I’ve started.

I don’t have a problem finishing what HAS to be done, it’s the personal things, that I am so easily distracted away from. Writing, exercise, coloring my hair, doing my nails – y’know stuff like that. I’m sure there’s some big-bang psychological explanation behind THAT, but y’know, I’ll look into it later.

5. Favorite place?
Wherever my husband or children are.

6. Favorite vegetable?
Hmmm … that would have to be squash. Seriously. I do love squash. In fact, I am making a Hubbard Squash Pie today. I’ll let you know how that turns out later.

7. What was the last book you read?
Stephen King’s “The Shining“. I am in the process of reading “The Bone Collector” by Jeffrey Deaver and Night Shift by Stephen King.

Sometime early this fall I decided to re-read every Stephen King novel written (not including the Bachman books) in the order they were written. Let’s see if I can stick to THAT.

8. What zodiac sign are you?
Taurus, the Bull. I know that Zodiac signs are a bunch of bull (bahahahaha), but I REALLY do have all of the Taurean traits, and always have.

9. Any tattoos and/or piercings?
A couple, lol.

10. Worst habit?
The popular answer would be smoking, I guess. I’m trying to think of anything I do that qualifies as a habit – I’ll have to get back to this at some point (yeah, right).

11. What is your favorite sport?
Major League Baseball, baby. I have fallen totally and completely in love with the Brewers. NOT the Brewers that showed up to the NLCS (I have no idea who those people were but I think body-snatching was involved), but the Brewers that played their nuts off to GET to the play-offs.

12. Negative or optimistic attitude?
Apathetic

13. Tell me one weird fact about you:
Wow, just one, huh?

My body, much like ol’ TygerBlood‘s, does not process chemicals the same way a normal person’s does. Nyquil™ and Oxycontin bounces me off walls, I can drink a whole pot of coffee and sleep like a baby.

14. Do you have any pets?
I DO.

I have a cat, Shooter (she is a Hitler-kitty). I have a Golden named Shotgun and a genetically challenged chihuahua name Bella. I LOVE my animals and any time a I am laying down, whether in bed at night or on the sofa watching television, you can find all three of them gathered around me – THAT rocks.

15. Do you know how to do the macerana?
Nope. Or the Hully-Gully, either.

16. What time is it where you are now?
9:14am

17. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
Eh … I can take ‘em or leave ‘em.

18. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
I would remove the fat deposits, lol.

19. What color eyes do you have?
Hazel/green.

20. Ever been arrested?
Umm … yes?

21. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
Pay off my doctor bills.

22. Do you believe in ghosts?
Very definitely.

23. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
Reading. Always my favorite, always will be.

24. Do you swear a lot?
Yes. A real fucking lot.

25. Biggest pet peeve?
Bad parenting.

Catch-Up Time

This post was written on what I think was a Friday, but I know it was the 14th day in the month of October in the year of 2011.

Okay, really fast:

  • Buncha people died
  • TheBoy moved all the way over to Minneapolis
  • Packers won the SuperBowl (we’re pretty sure it’s because TheBoy moved to MN)
  • TheBug got a boyfriend (who coincidentally works for the Packers)
  • I gave up NASCAR for MLB
  • The Brewers are playing off for The World Series
  • If the Brewers win the World Series, TheBoy can never move home from MN *
  • I got a chihuahua (I KNOW, right?). She is spoiled
  • I am still married and he’s still alive (I KNOW, right?)
  • I am still designing websites (see here)
  • I got sucked into the world of the RH (I designed the official website for one of them)
  • TheBestFriend got a new BF, as well. He is apparently more important than me :(
  • I am still fat and lazy
  • I still have red hair. Well except for those 4-5 GRAY ones that I found this week
  • I am now 50 GODDAM YEARS OLD (ahem)
  • Uh … early onset Alzheimer’s?

* If the Brewers actually WIN the World Series hot on the heels of the Packers winning the SuperBowl, I am fairly certain that Wisconsin will implode, leaving a glutinous mass of beer and cheese to ooze into several of the Great Lakes.