Hello All

Hey all of my bloggy friends.... I miss you but have been very busy. I lost my job last week and have been looking for a new one. It is the first time since I was 15 that I haven't had a job so I am going very crazy. I will be on to visit soon! Love you all Alice

Wordless Wednesday

This is where Sausage and my Mother would take me as a Child.... It is in New Mexico... I consider it the most beautiful place on Earth.

"Who Will be Left Holding the Bag?"

Bella at That Damn Expat was tagged in a Meme today.... I decided that it was fun so I decided to do it also.....
Here are the rules:
1. Post a picture of whatever bag you are carrying as of late. No, you can't go into your closet and pull out your favorite purse! We want to know what you carried today or the last time you left the house.
2. List how much it cost. And this is not to judge. This is for entertainment purposes only. So spill it. And if there is a story to go along with how you obtained it, we’d love to hear it.
3.Tag some chicks. And link back to this post so people know why the heck you’re showing everyone your bag.
Now I wasn't always a bag lady (tee hee that sounds funny) but now I don't understand why not. I am obsessed with them....in one short year I have acquired quite a few..I just ordered two new ones.

It is my Giant Dooney and Burke... the Divas at work call it the "suitcase" I can carry anything in it!!!!

I bought it for $109.99 at the Dooney and Burke Outlet...it was a deal since the bag was originally $400.00!!

I have my staples... My coach wallet, Marlboro Menthol Lights and my baby Bic, a book I am working on, iPod Touch, Jawbone bluetooth, my "happy pills" and a ton of lipgloss...I think I have more than you do Bella!!! I could hold more and usually do when I have my kids with me.

I Tag Sassy, Gwen, Princess of the Universe, LegalMist ,Cholie that's it...hope you have fun with this!!!!

Totally Awkward Tuesday

So I am following the lead of some of my Fav blogs and decided to have totally awkward Tuesdays here on my blog. So here is goes...I moved around a lot as a kid because my dad was in the military and then when my parents divorced we moved some more. I never had a problem making friends....until I moved in to what is now my Dad's house. My Sister and Brother moved in with My Mom after she got remarried and I decided that I would stay with my Dad and his Wife Lin. I started the 8Th grade at a new Middle School, very excited because sometimes being the new girl has perks. I was very wrong...the town was small so everyone grew up with each other. I was the outcast...I had a hard time getting anyone to talk to me which killed my self-esteem. I kept at it, I smiled and said hi to the girls I went to class with, flirted with the boys etc. All of my work paid off, the last day of school I was asked if, right after school I would like to go to the movies with some of the "cool" kids. I was so excited I called my Dad from the school office at lunch and got his OK. I was finally excepted nothing was going to ruin this day!!!! Again I was wrong...right after school I met up with the "cool" kids and when we were about to walk to the movies some stupid kid from the 6Th grade nailed me in the head with marshmallow cream and one of the other kids squirted ketchup all over me. Needless to say I didn't get to go to the movies. I moved in with my Mom after that summer.

Sometimes I Feel Like Snow White

If I haven't told all of my bloggy friends yet...my parents in law live in my house. They moved in last June and I think are planning on staying forever. So in my house there is 4 adults, 2 kids, a dog....now outside my house I have a small forest (well OK not really a forest just a shit load of woodland creatures. The creatures have not always lived been there that is the work of my father in law we will call him Papa since that is what my babies call him. Papa doesn't work or have any hobbies (well does drinking a 1/2 pint of cheap vodka like a bottle of water a hobby?) but he does like to feed the neighborhood animals. Every morning he gets up, grabs his vodka and his pack of smokes and goes outside to put out peanuts for the squirrels and chipmunks and bird feed for of coarse the birds. Some mornings when I walk outside for my morning smoke and caffeine fix it is nice....I see cardinals, blue jays, a couple of baby squirrels etc. On other days it's scary and I have to go out to the front of the house. The other day I counted and had 13 squirrels, 3 chipmunks, 12 morning doves, countless sparrows....it was like the Albert Hitchcock movie "The Birds". If he doesn't get up on time or god forbid my parents in law are out of town, we have a woodland creature riot. They come up to our windows and peer in...they bark and chirp at my dog when she goes out and does her business etc. Sometimes I like to make believe that I am Snow White and my kids are the dwarfs, maybe the woodland creatures will help me clean the house.....yeah right...they come and poop on my deck and die in my pool. It makes the old man happy....and that is why I tolerate it...oh what we do for love.

I must help others

Oh my.. this quiz was scary...I am this to a "T"....

Your result for Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz...

You Are a Doris!

You are a Doris -- "I must help others."

Dorises are warm, concerned, nurturing, and sensitive to other people's needs.

How to Get Along with Me

• * Tell me that you appreciate me. Be specific.


• * Share fun times with me.


• * Take an interest in my problems, though I will probably try to focus on yours.


• * Let me know that I am important and special to you.


• * Be gentle if you decide to criticize me.

In Intimate Relationships

• * Reassure me that I am interesting to you.


• * Reassure me often that you love me.


• * Tell me I'm attractive and that you're glad to be seen with me.

What I Like About Being a Doris

• * being able to relate easily to people and to make friends


• * knowing what people need and being able to make their lives better


• * being generous, caring, and warm


• * being sensitive to and perceptive about others' feelings


• * being enthusiastic and fun-loving, and having a good sense of humor

What's Hard About Being a Doris

• * not being able to say no


• * having low self-esteem


• * feeling drained from overdoing for others


• * not doing things I really like to do for myself for fear of being selfish


• * criticizing myself for not feeling as loving as I think I should


• * being upset that others don't tune in to me as much as I tume in to them


• * working so hard to be tactful and considerate that I suppress my real feelings

Dorises as Children Often

• * are very sensitive to disapproval and criticism


• * try hard to please their parents by being helpful and understanding


• * are outwardly compliant


• * are popular or try to be popular with other children


• * act coy, precocious, or dramatic in order to get attention


• * are clowns and jokers (the more extroverted Dorises), or quiet and shy (the more introverted Dorises)

Dorises as Parents

• * are good listeners, love their children unconditionally, and are warm and encouraging (or suffer guilt if they aren't)


• * are often playful with their children


• * wonder: "Am I doing it right?" "Am I giving enough?" "Have I caused irreparable damage?"


• * can become fiercely protective

Take Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz at HelloQuizzy

While I have been away

So it feels like forever since I have posted. It really was only a week...but whatever, then you have to catch up with everyone and you want to leave comments..blah...blah. The last week I spent allllllll of my time in my office at work doing year end reviews on "the divas" (the girls I manage) you would think that it wouldn't take so long but it does...their pay raises and if they are going to keep their jobs or not depend on it so I take it quite seriously.... While I was away I also had to have ex-rays done on my foot because I thought I broke it. Now you might be asking "how does she know what a broken foot feels like?" so I am going to tell you a story.....



*Flashback February 2, 2008*



I was horsing around with the Hubby "Bill" and while I was running from him he grabbed my hand and as I was pulling away from him...he squeezed too hard and I broke my hand....Now you might say.."wow he must be really strong"...but alas no...I have the bone density of a 70 year old woman due to the lack of calcium in my diet and my smoking (that is what my doctor says anyway)... I broke it...it sucked I had little babies and I was working ungodly hours....but I do have a funny story about my broken hand and a Pimp.

I was at work, being the best manager at a retail electronics store that I could be. I was making my rounds on the sales floor and walked by the Appliance department and I saw him. He was a tall black man in alligator boots wearing (I am not kidding) fur coat, big gold rings and gold necklaces. I almost pissed my self he looked so ridiculous...so what is a girl to do? Why walk over with my bright pink cast and start talking to my Pimp customer. Of coarse the first thing out of his mouth "Giiiirll what happened to yo hand?" and just as I was about to say "Tripped over the baby gate" (hey I wasn't going to tell everyone that my hubby broke it) but he stopped me and said "Wait giiiiirrl, I know how you done it....Ur Man musta gotten in trouble and you chopped in instead ah up slapped. That has happened to me befur, when my Bitches get out of line."....So my new Pimp friend taught me how to properly Bitch Slap some hos. By the way this is a true story and he bought over $6,000 worth of stuff from me.

Ah, good times....You never know who you will meet in retail. He by far was the most memorable...well almost the most...but a good story for another day. Good news is my foot is not broken but the bone is badly bruised...I this time I really did fall....I tripped over Wubbers (my son). Any body out there Broke a bone before?