just friggin AWESOME

ok, so I FINALLY got my Urban Decay Naked Palette eye shadow, the original one with the brown and black eye liner pencil.  I'm in hussy painted lady heaven!!! Such wonderful colors to go with my brown eyes! I'm one hot chick!!!

Yesterday I go to put on my mascara and something is VERY VERY WRONG.  My frigging eyelashes are just about gone! Someone came in and cut them in half while I was sleeping.  HOLY FREAKING CRAP!! I have short stubby eyelashes.  WHAT THE F***????? I have used the same Maybelline Great Lash mascara for about 30 years!!! Could it be that? I'm FREAKING OUT! I had long eyelashes one day and short stubby ones the next.  Could it have been the eye liner pencil? or the eyeshadow primer? Maybe that is it.  God only know how long it will take to grow my eyelashes again.  I can't do the false eyelashes because I have a very very weird aversion to putting things near my eyes.  It took me YEARS to not flip out putting on eyeliner and mascara.  My eye doctor hates me because he cannot get eye drops in my eyes - he ends up with the lovely yellow contrast dye all over him.  So this whole thing is extra freaky for me.

My  eyeballs feel friggin NAKED.

It's only snow people

Dear People of Rochester, NY

Come on.  We live in ROCHESTER.  It's FEBRUARY.  Sometimes it SNOWS.  Really.  I'm not lying.  Sometimes it even snows ALOT. (and for those of you outside of Rochester, we ALWAYS get more snow than Buffalo every winter). However, it's doesn't snow for like 12 days on end with no let up.  And it generally does not pile up to 17 feet in a day.  And usually the power does not go out for a month and a half.

So, dear people of Rochester,  what the hell is with the "OH MY GOD! I NEED 27 LOAVES OF BREAD AND 18 GALLONS OF MILK TO GET THROUGH THE NEXT 7 HOURS" attitude?

How the hell many sandwiches do you all plan on eating in a day? And how much milk do you normally drink? Or are all of you making 55 gallon drums of bread pudding?

Let's all RELAX and enjoy the snow! YES it IS possible to enjoy the beauty of the snow.

However, if you ARE making 55 gallons of bread pudding, I like mine without raisins.

You would think that by now people could deal with it

The snow.  Really.  Scene on the highway:   one small car slid off the road.  Wrecker (tow truck, whatever) down at the bottom of the hill in the median.  Another wrecker pulling the first one back up the hill.  Little car managed to free itself from the snow.  I really hope that the driver of the little car was not charged for this fiasco.

Random thoughts for 2011

Isn't it time for flying cars? - really., weren't we baby boomers (and I was born in the last year or so of that generation in the early 60's) promised flying cars? I want mine.  Not because I love flying.  I HATE flying.  But the prospect of taking my flying car and buzzing it over my drunk ass neighbors is just too tempting.  

Why can't I get the Lucky Charms song out of my head?  Oh, it's because they're magically delicious.  That's right

My drunk ass neighbor's drunk ass 27 year old kid has cut and dyed his hair so that he now looks like Ronald McDonald.  Why? Because he wants to be a pro wrestler.  Like Hulk Hogan.  Really.  Oh. My. Freaking.  God.  And he wonders why he got fired from his job.  

I cannot buy a shirt or sweater and NOT get a food stain on it the first time I wear it.  I think I have an eating disorder.  

I think I need some new shoes.  I have about 50 pair of shoes.  I actually wear 90% of them.  Most of them I have had 10 or more years.  The other 10% fit nicely exactly once, when I tried them on in the store.  

I don't know what I'm going to do when my favorite thermal pajamas finally wear out.  Victoria's Secret doesn't make them anymore and I've had them over 10 years. 

My grocery store sells "scented" spa socks.  Aromatherapy socks? that don't already smell like feet? Interestingly, my cats are afraid of my feet when I wear them.  It's pretty hysterical.

Am I the only one who looks at teenagers with pierced faces and ear lobes with dinner plate sized holes that hang down to their shoulders and wonder how in the hell they're going to get a job and support themselves? I'm all for self expression, but having been a manager who hired people for a living for many years, looks are a very important impression.  

It's winter and I'm in my annual "mashed potato" gorge fest.  It's the only food that tastes good to me right now.  What it's not good for? My blood sugar levels - diabetics should not exist on mashed potatoes alone.  

Is it a bad thing when sometimes the only way I remember what day it is when my alarm clock so rudely interrupts me is by trying to remember what I watched on TV the night before? 

Glurp. (really, that's one of my first thoughts when I wake up in the morning).  

My Christmas Checklist

Today is December 17, 8 days until Christmas.  Let's see how I am doing on my checklist

1.  Wait until the last minute to start shopping for presents - crap, I bought some stuff online already.  Although I plan on hitting the stores on the 23rd.

2.  Wait until the last minute to figure out what's for dinner.  - ah crap, already thought about having ham, because I have an entire freaking pig in my freezer (yes, seriously. I bought a whole pig).  There's still time to change my mind though.

3.  Put the tree up sometime before new year.  DONE.

4.  Decorate the tree sometime before Valentine's Day - pending.  I am on schedule.

5.  Don't send out christmas cards - DONE.  I could care less about the christmas epistles from my family that I will get if I do send them out. If I don't send them cards for enough years in a row they stop sending them to me.

6.  Track down the elusive version of "We Need A Little Christmas" that I heard on the radio a couple of years ago and don't know who sang it, and then download it onto my mp3 player.  - Well, I bought the freaking GLEE christmas CD and they have quite a perky version of it on there.   Not the same but it's annoying just the same.  I wonder if Walmart music has the version I want for 67 cents.

7.  Make those delicious sea salt carmels - DONE.

8.  Make another batch of those delicious sea salt carmels to give to family and friends - working on it.

9.  Don't eat the 2nd batch of those delicious sea salt carmels - I cannot make any promises.  However, if I do I will need at least 10 more insulin shots.

10. Make my world famous egg nog - with vanilla vodka and bailey's.  - Changing it around a little this year - vanilla AND carmel vodka with a hint of Hazlenut liquor.  3 dozen eggs are waiting in the fridge to be frothed up into this lovely concoction.

Thank you

In 1918, on the eleventh hour in the eleventh day in the eleventh month, the world rejoiced and celebrated. After four years of bitter war, an armistice was signed and "the war to end all wars" was over.

The Original Poem handwritten by the author

This is a picture taken during the battle in Flanders during WWI

November 11, 1919: President Woodrow Wilson proclaims the first Armistice Day, proclaiming: "To us in America, the reflections of armistice Day will be filled with solemn pride in the heroism of those who died in the country’s service and with gratitude for the victory, both because of the thing from which it has freed us and because of the opportunity it has given America to show her sympathy with peace and justice in the councils of the nations…" The original concept for the celebration was for the suspension of business for a two minute period beginning at 11 A.M., with the day also marked by parades and public meetings.

To all veterans, especially the WWII Veterans like my father, who is 85 and now in a nursing home.  They were "The Greatest Generation"

THANK YOU for keeping our country free.

Flashback Wednesday

Flashback #1:  "there's something in the fog!!!!!!!!!" 

Sheesh was it foggy this morning! I felt just like Adreinne Barbeau freaking out because I could not see a damn thing driving into work.  The fog lasted for about 60 of the 86 miles to work.  I fully expected some ghost pirates to jump out at me.  Only to discover that when I hit them it would be a deer instead.  Fortunately, that didn't happen. 

Flashback #2 - "does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours..." 

35 years ago the Edmund Fitzgerald sank in Lake Superior during a storm that most consider worse than any atlantic hurricane.  God rest the souls of the 29 crewmen aboard. 

Flashback #3 - "I want my maypo"  - 

mainly because I love it.  And i wanted it for breakfast.  The jelly beans were a good alternative though. (yeah yeah yeah, diabetic, blah blah blah.  I needed sugar)