- Name: crzyldync
- North Carolina, USA
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 - When I'm not playing trivia, and housework, I'm a Harley girl at heart. I have an 8 year old daughter who amazes me every day of the week. I love to camp,fish, travel, horseback ride, read, and I love all kinds of music. Classic rock, classical, country, soul, hip-hop. I'm a diehard Steelers fan (I'm from Indiana, PA but have been in NC for 11 years) and love NASCAR. (go Dale Jr.) I have 2 dogs, 1 Shar-Pei and 1 Rottweiller, and 3 cats. I also feed and care for all the feral cats in my neighborhood.
"Life and death are only temporary, but freedom goes on forever" from the movie "Crazy in Alabama"
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High and Dry
Does anyone out there still hang clothes out to dry? I do. I grew up learning that from my Mom. Natural clothes dryer. Saves on my electric bill too.
And they smell so good when you take them down.
Yes, there are drawbacks to hanging clothes out.
Bugs you have to chase off before you take them in.
Rain pouring down, 5 minutes after you hang them.
And the neighbors seeing all your unmentionables in assorted colors and sizes.
And to crawl into bed on nice clean sheets that smell of the outdoors is heaven!
Unless of course you wake up in the middle of the night, with one of those bugs you missed crawling up your leg like a mountain climber.
Yep, it happened. The offending bug? A grandaddy long leg.
You could hear the screams for miles.
16 Days
My darling daughter just reminded me that there are only 16 days of school left. As I sit here crying in my coffee, I ask this question: Didn't school use to be longer? I mean, when I was in school (I call them the "caveman years"), it seemed like it took forever for summer break.
Summer break.
It means the following:
1. I have to set the pool back up. (major pain)
2. I'll hear "I'm bored" at least 15 times in a day.
3. I'll hear "Mom" 150 times a day.
4. 1000 games of "Go Fish"
5. 1000 episodes of "Spongebob"
I wonder if the "Calgon Man" is still available? Think I'll give him a call...
I Caved....
As some of you may know from my last entry, my 8 year old was going to the beach this weekend, and I was going to clean her room.
It didn't go as planned.
As I'm getting phone calls every ten minutes from her reminding me that I'm not going (no, she didn't say that, but I just knew that's what she meant), I started to get antsy.
Ok, I caved, I hopped in my car and headed to Myrtle Beach. Why you ask did I cave? BECAUSE IT IS BIKE WEEK! Oh, the rumble of a Harley.....it's just like a drug. And the most beautiful bikes. I was in my glory.
Yep, and I'd do it again in a New York minute.
Her rooms not done. It'll wait till next weekend. Unless theirs a bike week somewhere...hehe
Yeah! To the beach she goes...
My eight year old is headed to the beach with her Aunt and Uncle tomorrow. So, I'm going to clean what I fondly refer to as "trash central". Her bedroom.
I've left phone numbers to all my friends and family. If they don't hear from me, find someone with a backhoe to dig me out.
It's ugly in there.
It's the place where nightmares are created.
Things live in there...unnamed ugly things.
And I just know that all 14 Barbies, and the 1 Ken doll are in there somewhere doin' the "Wild Thing".
I think I'll get out my rosary...
Something About Me
Since I'm fairly new here, I thought I would post 4
things about me, that maybe someone would like to know. I enjoy making new friends so maybe this
will help. Thanks Wdwfla!
Four jobs you've had in your life
1.
Worked in a tree nursery
2. Convenience store manager
3. Mobile home construction (remodeler
helper & painter)
4. A mom
Four movies you could watch over and over
1. Grumpy Old
Men
2. Practical Magic
3. The Blue Collar Comedy Tour
4. Smokey and the Bandit
Four
places you've lived
1. Pennsylvania
2. Tennessee
3. North Carolina
4.
Arizona
Four TV shows you love to watch
1. CSI
2. Survivor
3. Judging Amy
4. All
M*A*S*H reruns
Four places you've been on vacation
1. Grand Canyon, AZ
2. Florida
(world cup paintball tournament, in Orlando)
3. Manassas VA (went to see Bull Run)
4. Camping
all over Pennsylvania
Four websites you visit daily
1. FunTrivia
2.
Chessworld.net
3. MySpace
4. Yahoo games
Four of your favorite foods
1.
Spaghetti
2. Any seafood
3. Mexican
4. Chocolate
Four places you'd rather be right
now
1. Arizona
2. Ireland
3. Camping in the
mountains
4. Any beach any where
I would love to add more people to my friends list. But I won't add anyone without their permission. And I
like to get to know people. Thanks for reading my blogs everyone!
Weekends, Eating Out, and Cars
In my younger days, the weekends were the "it's party-time" days. I'm not young anymore. I realized this when on Friday night I was looking forward to Monday. That's when my 8 year old goes back to school. Don't get me wrong, I love my child beyond even my comprehension, but spending the weekend listening to "I'm bored" or "Can we go here, or there" and "Mom,can you buy me this and buy me that, please,please,please?" gets to me after awhile. And it rained almost the entire weekend, which meant playing 150 games of "Go Fish". And as usual I succumbed to her 8 year old (going on 30 year old) charm, and said "yes" to taking her to the local carnival on Sat. (in between rain storms).
It was quite interesting. Before the carnival, I took her to dinner. It was very nice, we ordered, talked girl talk, giggled at the cute waiter. Then it happened. Screaming, crying, fit-throwing children right behind us. We tried very hard to ignore it, and it was working until a cell phone rang beside us. Ok, I'm trying to eat, spend some time with my child and we have Mr. and Mrs. "Eight is Enough" behind us and "Mr. Businessman" beside us taking every call on his phone that came in. (I learned his ringtone by heart) And my daughter asks me, "Mom, why are those kids yelling"? And I say, because their parents don't know how to behave in public. I say parents because if they raised their children to have manners, the kids wouldn't act this way.(no, the kids didn't have ADHD, ADD or anything like that, they were just having temper tantrums because they didn't get what they wanted). My daughter knows better than to act up in restaurants and such. If she ever tried or began to pitch a fit, out the door we went. I absolutely will not let her interupt someone else's meal. And by God she never has. To this day she sits quietly, talks quietly and behaves herself. And it doesn't matter where we are. She was taught how to behave. I was so proud.
After we finished eating, we go to the car to head to the carnival. Ok, so we are not going. The alternator belt went out as we are driving to it. Thank God for AAA.
She had a temper tantrum.......in the car. :)
Is it Monday yet?
I Just Like It
Music...
What a great way to express your inner feelings. Well, that's what they say anyhow. Me? I just love the stuff. I am by no means a music aficionado, I don't collect albums, CD's or stuff by bands or artist's that never made it to the top ten. I'm pretty simple. I hear a song, like it, buy it. It doesn't matter to me whether I buy the whole CD or just a single. I just like it.
And I'm music versatile. Like right now, I'm listening to Led Zep's "Whole Lotta Love". In an hour I might be listening to 50 Cent's "Candy Shop" or maybe Brad Paisley's "Alcohol", or even possibly Beethoven's "Fur Elise". Whatever the mood may be, that's what I'm into at the moment. Even blues and jazz.
My daughter, who is 8, is learning to be the same way. She likes country, hip-hop, classic rock. And is in the band playing an instrument. Maybe someday she'll be in a famous band or a solo singer.
Makes you wonder where the world would be without music.
I'd hate to find out.
Computer/Internet Death
Ahhh computers...gotta love em'. Mine died. It was quick and painless. Oh, the computer had no pain...no...but for me it was a nightmare. You know, the withdrawal, the sweating, the shakes, the "what the heck am I gonna do with myself now" feeling.
And naturally, I'm computer illiterate. So I had no idea how to fix it. I called the cable company, the tech supports, my friends, family and the guy down the street who lives in his boxer shorts. No one knew what was wrong. One week. I was offline one week. The sobbing was horrible, the screaming, the crying. I sounded awful.
Then, common sense returned to me. I decide to replace the Ethernet cord. Not the card mind you, but the cord. Simple really. Just drive to Wal-Mart, pick one up, drive back home and take the old one out and put the new one in. Plug everything back in. (No, it just couldn't be something this simple, come on I'm a college graduate).
I reach out, just barely touching the on/off switch, and press it. Ok, everything turns on ok, hmmmm, I gently put my hand on my mouse (no no the mouse hooked to the computer, not the one running amuk in the kitchen), and I click on the big Mozilla icon. I'm holding my breath....and EUREKA!! I'm ONLINE AGAIN!!
Now I want to kill myself. :)
*note: they have medicine out now to combat the withdrawal symptoms. It's called "dial-up".
The Weekend
Ok,
my weekend went not so good. On Saturday, I'm on my way to Alltel
to pay my phone bill, and got rear-ended by a teen driver. She told the
cops she was looking in the mall parking lot, to see if her boyfriend
had got there yet (apparently he was supposed to meet her at a specific
spot in the mall, that you can see from the road), and never saw us.
WHAM! plowed right into us. Crushed the back end of both cars. They
took me by ambulance to the hospital. Did all kinds of tests, and tell
me I have whiplash and a torn muscle in my neck. So now I have to wear a
stupid collar for a week, then back to the Drs. Grrrrrrr. And this
thing is hot and itchy! Makes it hard to sleep to.
On a lighter note, the Easter Bunny came again this year to my house.
My 8 year old still believes. Ah the innocence of childhood.
Didn't go to church though as it's all I can do to get out of bed. But
I watched a service on TV.
My sister was up half the night coloring eggs, hiding them and filling
the basket with goodies. It's so much fun to watch her in the
mornings when she gets up and hauls butt to look for eggs while
stuffing her mouth full of candy. And you know at least one egg gets
dropped during the foray of finding them. That is automatically labeled
MINE!
I do hope everyones holiday was a good one.
Fishing....
It's
spring here in North Carolina, the trees are green, the flowers
blooming, the air is fresh. Time to try my hand at fishing again.
I decided yesterday to take my 8 year old daughter to a friends house to fish in his pond. And it started like this:
Daughter: "I don't like worms!" (high pitched whiny voice)
Me: It's ok, they won't hurt you, just jab them on the hook like I showed you.
Daughter: "But I don't like worms!" (whiny voice with tears)
Me: Well, if you want to fish, you have to learn to bait your own hook. Here let me show you again.
Daughter: "But Mom I don't like worms!" (whiny voice with torrential downpour of tears)
Me: Ok, then Mom will fish and you stand and watch or pick some flowers or something. (said with small bit or irritation)
Daughter: "But Mom I want to fish, not pick flowers!"
Me: If you can't bait your hook you can't fish. I've got enough "worm
dirt" on my hands that it doesn't need added to. (Said with a whole lot
of irritation)
Daughter: "But Mom, I don't like worms! Their slimy and icky! (full fledged temper tantrum ensues).
Me: Oh look! Mommy caught a fish! (3 inch bluegill better used as bait than to eat).
Daughter to Friend that's just showed up: Mommy won't let me fish!
Friends to Me: Why?
Me: Explanation ensues.
Friend to Me (whisper in my ear): Let her use a rubber worm!
Me: Great idea!
Me: Puts rubber worm on hook.
Daughter: Catches an 18 INCH LARGE MOUTH BASS!
Me: GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Me: Fishing season over!
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