TV rant

Once upon a time when there was a show I liked on tv I could tune in week after week for the new episodes. Has anyone else noticed the time between the season premiere and the finale getting shorter and shorter? I watch this show on TNT, the Closer. I got a measly 10 episodes! Is that supposed to pass for a full season? But the absolute kicker was this new show I was watching on HGTV, All American Handyman. It was supposed to be a competition between 20 guys and girls for the title. If you didn't see it, don't worry, you didn't miss much. Four episodes!!!! That's all. Really???? They eliminated 10 people in the very first show. I don't understand, don't they want me to watch their shows on their network? It's enough to make me turn to network television. Luckily the television Gods have started me with new seasons of other shows. Bones, House, Modern Family, Dancing with the Stars... Personally I think the television producers have ADD. Or maybe they think we do...

My F Bomb Moment

Okay MiMi I got an F Bomb for ya today. Okay so maybe I'm the only one who considers it F Bomb worthy but guess whose blog this is? So you get to hear about it. Earlier this week, I was innocently getting ready for my day when I discovered...a grey hair. That's right F$%%! I am much much much too young to be going grey. So dear followers I need your advice. Do I leave it alone until it's joined by its friends and family? Do I pluck that sucker out? or Do I rush out for the Clairol and color it into oblivion? What to do..What to do...

Not on my head they don't....

Run around and Run around and Run around some more

So yesterday, I woke up, got the kids dressed, fed and ready for school and then dropped them off. Then I came back home. Then I went to the bank to get a bank check for just about all my money to bring to closing with me. Than I came home to pick up the hubby. Then I went to my future home for a walk through with the agent. They took all their furniture and left the house still standing so that went well. Then I went to the school to pick up the seven year old because he was complaining of stomach pains and wanted to come home. Then I went to the attorney's office to sign 6 million papers, hand over my check and 3 pints of blood in return for the key to our house. (Yea! Yea! Yea!) Of course at the last minute they tell me that the full oil tank is gonna have to be paid for at a cost of $1320. That's right no warning, just hit me up for an extra grand. And my attorney says I got a good deal....What does he know anyway? Anyway, so back home I go to drop off the hubby so he can pick up his car and go to work, while I pick up the four year old from school and bring them back home. Make out the check (blood suckers) and off to the post office to send it as per instructions. Then to pick up boxes for packing, make dinner, get the kids ready for bed and start calling the utility companies to change things over to our name. Yep, that was my day off. So you wanna see my new house? You know you want to......

Random Facebook Statuses

I have a very humerous Facebook community. Really it's the only reson I keep Facebook, for entertainment and blog fodder. Here are some of the statuses on my news feed lately.

Whatever you give a woman, she will make it greater. Give her sperm, she will give you a baby. Give her a house, she will give you a home. Give her groceries, she will give you a meal. Give her a smile, she will give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what she is given. So if you give her crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit. This is totally true.



Grounded for a week woo hooo. Dear mom, Grounding does absolutely nothing to me. If you want me to walk around the house singing 24/7 that's fine with me. Yeah, about two hours of that and I'd be ready to throw her out the house.



Enjoy the weather and that special someone (or someones if you're feeling Wood-ish). Yeah those Tiger Woods jokes never get old.



Almost Friday! You can make it, just avoid any wild dumbasses you may see. They are in season. Amazing, I just saw one yesterday!



I said "no" to drugs but they just wouldn't listen. I know a lot of people with that problem.




Someone was wrong cuz I definitely just watched a pot boil. There's always something to do even in the face of extreme boredom.




Sometimes people are like seagulls...they fly in...shit on everything... and leave. That's when you get out the BB gun.

Feel free to share any funny statuses you've seen lately.

Okay, so I chickened out. It's really because I love my siblings and didn't want them to have to carry me the last mile of that 5K. They finished in 32 minutes and have now challenged me to beat that time in the next 5K, currently scheduled for October 17. *Sigh* I have less than a month to go from
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to this.














Anyone got a magic wand?

Random Tuesday News

It has now become the time of year where you have to put on a sweater in the morning cause it's freezing and then at some point during the day it becomes too warm and you have to carry around your sweater all day long or leave it for your friendly neighborhood homeless person, whatever...







Anyone interested in cheap airline tickets? I thought I was until I saw this...























Apparently some ingenious individual thinks it's a good idea to create a new class of passenger, cheaper than economy. If this is the alternative, I have now become a fan of railroad travel.

























This is reason 73463 why I will never live in Florida. Who lives in a place where alligators roam the streets? Certainly not me.






My sister posted this on facebook yesterday...

The State of California posts the names of everyone they have executed and what
their last meal was. You know, in case you were wondering what murderers
feel like eating before they die. Turns out a lot of pizza, fried chicken
and ice cream. One guy ordered two pizzas, three cartons of ice cream and
3 six packs of Coke. How long is their last meal?!?!? There is no
way he drank 18 sodas. What a waste.

I love how my sister is concerned with the misappropriation of Coca-Cola. LOL



Feel free to join the Unmom for Random Tuesday Thoughts, this week featuring peanut butter and jalapenos. You know you want to.

My life, with kids, a job and other stuff designed to ruin my life.

So I have been a horribly neglectful blogger. I have probably been removed from other people's blogrolls, unfollowed and otherwise erased from the memories of my faithful readers but I swear it's not my fault. First I had a baby on June 24 and heaven knows a six year old, a four year old and an infant who demands to be fed every three hours is work. Don't believe me ask any mom you know. Anyway, I have been trying hard to keep up with the boys despite having the baby. Then, certain government officials who shall remain nameless decided to ruin the economy and my life, forcing me (kicking and screaming) back into the workforce. If that weren't bad enough, it's a sales position based on commission so I can't go there and fool around online while at work. (Well I could, but then I would be getting dressed up and going into work for nothing.) So because working at night and taking care of three kids was not enough, we put an offer on a house. Yippee for having a new house with space for all my books (What, did you think I did it for the kids? Yeah, right.) Boo to packing which I started yesterday. I hate packing... and unpacking. So if you have ever bought a house you may be familiar with the process during which you must produce every single piece of paperwork on your life history and then sign and date six kazillion papers. Every day, I get a call that goes something like this.

Mortgage Processor: Hello, Mrs Rodriguez, I need receipts that prove you spent $6 on coffee last week.
Me: I already sent you a receipt for the entire grocery shopping in which I spent much more than $6.
Mortgage Processor: Yes but according to this receipt you only spent $5.98 on coffee and since tea doesn't count so I'm gonna need you to buy more coffee and send me an additional receipt.

or

Mortgage Processor: Mrs Rodriguez, I recieved the last fax of 30,000 papers but on page 19,062, your husband signed but forgot to date. Please date and then refax that portion.
Me: OK (Then proceed to beat husband over the head for neglecting to date the damn paper.)

Yes, it's that ridiculous. So sometime this century, hopefully they will decide they know enough about me to close on our house so that I will experience the joy of moving. (Not) Seriously, we are about at the point where we are wondering of the whole thing has been a horrendous mistake. That probably means we are about done.

In other news, my sister somehow conned me into signing up for a 5K on Sunday. This should be interesting since I have yet to open the treadmill since having the baby. Don't get me wrong, I usually am pretty gung ho about the running thing and prior to having the baby was considering upping the usual 5k to a 10K but when she broached the subject, I must of had a short circuit in my brain when I failed to realize that I need to train for this kind of thing. Unfortunately after waking at 6 and being with the kids all day and then going to work to stand on my feet for four hours I don't usually come home thinking, yes I want to run 3 miles. If you do, I'm sorry but you should seek help. I still plan to run it so this may be my last week blogging as I will be dead come Monday. It was nice knowing you.