Sometimes silliness is just what the dr. ordered.

Sometimes silliness is just what the dr. ordered.

This made me literally spit coffee out through my nose this morning!! I never would have survived had I been a wife during these times. I would have been strung up and hung in the town square for sure. See, I would have told him to go ahead and get his coffee from those women at the office and while he was at it, he would have to figure out how to un-super glue himself from the inside of his leg.... 

This made me literally spit coffee out through my nose this morning!! I never would have survived had I been a wife during these times. I would have been strung up and hung in the town square for sure. See, I would have told him to go ahead and get his coffee from those women at the office and while he was at it, he would have to figure out how to un-super glue himself from the inside of his leg.... 

Over the generations, I believe that children have been set up with extreme feelings of entitlement. They have no idea what the real world is like, and due to the ways in which society has bent over backwards to create a politically correct feel good environment for our children, they have basically set them up for serious failure.

Bill Gates recently gave a speech at a high school and he highlighted 11 things that you will not learn at school, but that are very important in the success or failure of our future generations. I found these 11 things to be amazing and wanted to share them here. I do hope even my own children read this and take them to heart. Bill Gates didn’t get to where he is today because he was a stupid man nor a man who believed he was ‘entitled’. 

I might even print this up and post it in the kids’ bathroom....... hmmm.......

Rule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it!

Rule 2 : The world won’t care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3 : You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won’t be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4 : If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5 : Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping: they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it’s not your parents’ fault, so don’t whine about your mistakes, ‘learn from them’..

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren’t as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent’s generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they’ll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn’t bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don’t get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you’ll end up working for one.

Over the generations, I believe that children have been set up with extreme feelings of entitlement. They have no idea what the real world is like, and due to the ways in which society has bent over backwards to create a politically correct feel good environment for our children, they have basically set them up for serious failure.

Bill Gates recently gave a speech at a high school and he highlighted 11 things that you will not learn at school, but that are very important in the success or failure of our future generations. I found these 11 things to be amazing and wanted to share them here. I do hope even my own children read this and take them to heart. Bill Gates didn’t get to where he is today because he was a stupid man nor a man who believed he was ‘entitled’. 

I might even print this up and post it in the kids’ bathroom....... hmmm.......

Rule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it!

Rule 2 : The world won’t care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3 : You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won’t be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4 : If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5 : Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping: they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it’s not your parents’ fault, so don’t whine about your mistakes, ‘learn from them’..

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren’t as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent’s generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they’ll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn’t bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don’t get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you’ll end up working for one.

Whoa. Shhhhhhhhh! Don’t talk about it so loud or they will shut their router off and I won’t have no more internets for, like, ever again!  *whew*

I have been waitin’ a long time! Alrighty then, on with da show!

Click pic to see the entire photo set!


On Sept. 22nd we loaded up into the Budget Rental Truck (the BIG lesson here folks is you get what you pay for, mmk? Just remember that.) and we hit the road. We began our pilgrimage from the deserts of Arizona to the farm lands of Illinois. Excited, full of nervous energy, we were on our way baby!

For about 90 minutes. Um. Yeah.

Cruising uphill heading towards Flagstaff, all of a sudden the transmission blows in the truck. Oh, that’s just peachy kiddies! We sorta coasted in D3 or something or another until we hit Cordes Junction. That happened somewhere around 9 freakin’ a.m. And there we sat. And sat. And sat. First, on hold for ever and a day with Budget’s roadside assistance dept. Roadside assistance my ass. Try “waste all of your cell phone minutes while we put you on hold to ask 8 million people what to do with you” department. Finally, they said a mechanic was going to come out and fix the truck, we’d be on our way. Forever and a day later, here comes this guy, lolligaggin’ over to take a look at the truck just to tell us that, “Yup..she’s broke down y’all.” And he left. Oh, there was a bit more conversation thrown in there, such as how he can’t believe they gave me that small of a truck to pull the car and stuff anyhow, that I should have been given a bigger truck from the get go and what not. Niiiiice. Thanks dude.

Next, the wonderful and amazing people at the Budget roadside assistance hotline said they were going to send out a tow truck to tow our (un)happy asses into Flagstaff. There we were to find ourselves with a nice new (working) truck, a 24 footer at no extra charge, and five guys to unload the broken truck and load up the new (un)broken truck. Another round of sitting there for freakin’ ever. Waiting. Waiting. More waiting. Finally, the tow truck arrived and towed us into Flagstaff. We thought “oh yes! It won’t be long now and we’ll be on our way!” HA! Big fat HA HA HA! That’s what we got for thinking folks.

The nice, friendly people at the Flagstaff Budget Rent-a-piece-of-shit had no idea who we were, why we were there, refused to help us or give us a truck and told us straight out “we ain’t got no movers for you!” Cool. This was getting fun. Now, our broken truck was sitting in the middle of what looked to be a truck grave yard in the middle of an open field in Flagstaff next to the airport. Who knew Flagstaff had an airport anyhow? Learn mahself somethin’ new every day, I tell ya. Anyhow, forget about the airport. Remember my stuff. In a broken truck. With an asshat who refuses to get us a new truck. Or even call the corporate offices for us for that matter. Yeah. More cell phone minutes and some unhappy exchanges of words were going on in that truck grave yard that day. Those poor trees. Good thing they can’t talk.

Finally, and I couldn’t tell you how long it had been or what time it was when we were granted a 24 foot truck and four random guys to load and unload for us, but I can tell you it was getting cold and we were stuck chillin’ outside. Bean and I decided to hide behind one of the borked trucks in the grave yard and do a quick change routine into long pants. It was a good idea at the time, until it was pointed out to me........

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Whoa. Shhhhhhhhh! Don’t talk about it so loud or they will shut their router off and I won’t have no more internets for, like, ever again!  *whew*

I have been waitin’ a long time! Alrighty then, on with da show!

Click pic to see the entire photo set!


On Sept. 22nd we loaded up into the Budget Rental Truck (the BIG lesson here folks is you get what you pay for, mmk? Just remember that.) and we hit the road. We began our pilgrimage from the deserts of Arizona to the farm lands of Illinois. Excited, full of nervous energy, we were on our way baby!

For about 90 minutes. Um. Yeah.

Cruising uphill heading towards Flagstaff, all of a sudden the transmission blows in the truck. Oh, that’s just peachy kiddies! We sorta coasted in D3 or something or another until we hit Cordes Junction. That happened somewhere around 9 freakin’ a.m. And there we sat. And sat. And sat. First, on hold for ever and a day with Budget’s roadside assistance dept. Roadside assistance my ass. Try “waste all of your cell phone minutes while we put you on hold to ask 8 million people what to do with you” department. Finally, they said a mechanic was going to come out and fix the truck, we’d be on our way. Forever and a day later, here comes this guy, lolligaggin’ over to take a look at the truck just to tell us that, “Yup..she’s broke down y’all.” And he left. Oh, there was a bit more conversation thrown in there, such as how he can’t believe they gave me that small of a truck to pull the car and stuff anyhow, that I should have been given a bigger truck from the get go and what not. Niiiiice. Thanks dude.

Next, the wonderful and amazing people at the Budget roadside assistance hotline said they were going to send out a tow truck to tow our (un)happy asses into Flagstaff. There we were to find ourselves with a nice new (working) truck, a 24 footer at no extra charge, and five guys to unload the broken truck and load up the new (un)broken truck. Another round of sitting there for freakin’ ever. Waiting. Waiting. More waiting. Finally, the tow truck arrived and towed us into Flagstaff. We thought “oh yes! It won’t be long now and we’ll be on our way!” HA! Big fat HA HA HA! That’s what we got for thinking folks.

The nice, friendly people at the Flagstaff Budget Rent-a-piece-of-shit had no idea who we were, why we were there, refused to help us or give us a truck and told us straight out “we ain’t got no movers for you!” Cool. This was getting fun. Now, our broken truck was sitting in the middle of what looked to be a truck grave yard in the middle of an open field in Flagstaff next to the airport. Who knew Flagstaff had an airport anyhow? Learn mahself somethin’ new every day, I tell ya. Anyhow, forget about the airport. Remember my stuff. In a broken truck. With an asshat who refuses to get us a new truck. Or even call the corporate offices for us for that matter. Yeah. More cell phone minutes and some unhappy exchanges of words were going on in that truck grave yard that day. Those poor trees. Good thing they can’t talk.

Finally, and I couldn’t tell you how long it had been or what time it was when we were granted a 24 foot truck and four random guys to load and unload for us, but I can tell you it was getting cold and we were stuck chillin’ outside. Bean and I decided to hide behind one of the borked trucks in the grave yard and do a quick change routine into long pants. It was a good idea at the time, until it was pointed out to me........

that the air traffic control tower was standing just yards away from us and anybody who might have been up inside of that tower probably watched me in my panties trying to bounce my way into my Levis before anybody could see me. Niiice. Kinda par for the day, yanno? At least I wasn’t going to the bathroom.

I think it was about 8 o’clock or so before the truck was finally loaded - finished up in the dark with only the headlights from my car as lighting- and we headed to a hotel to crash for the night. Figured it was best if we rested up and started fresh again the following day. Sleep sounded good, a warm bed, and a second attempt at escaping the desert hells of Arizona. Tuesday would be the day we crossed the border.

We drove all of Tuesday through New Mexico and into Texas. It was in Amarillo that we finally decided to call it a night and find a place to crash. As Bean and I lay in bed staring at each other, we contracted the giggles somehow. Maybe it was something in the sheets, or in the cool Texas night air, but we just couldn’t stop. We decided we felt like we did the night before going to Disneyland. Excited. Nervous. Wonderful. Bean told me that she didn’t think she was going to be able to sleep in Texas. I asked her why not, and she just looked at me as though I had two heads and says “Because it’s Texas, duh.” Oh. That explains everything. How could I be so stupid!

The only thing I missed, the only thing I needed, was my TB and my BTP. Soon, my Lord told me in my heart, soon my babies would be joining me.

That knowledge that the Holy Spirit placed inside of my heart created a buzz of urgency within me. I had to get there now. I had to get unpacked now. I had to get everything in order right the freak now. It was decided then, that we would drive all the way through from Amarillo into Illinois in one shot this last leg of the trip. That put us arriving at our apartment somewhere around 4am on Thursday. That also put in the need for a great deal of coffee come the after dinner hours, whoooo weeee! Zingin’ baby. Yeehaw!

I think I got about 3 hours of sleep Thursday morning. I was anxious to get the truck unloaded. Anxious to get my new apartment set up and anxious to begin the preparations for the arrival of my TB and BTP. It took me only 6 days to get the apartment completely unpacked, working long into the night sometimes as my need to nest was strong. It wasn’t until the last box had been folded up and tucked away that I could finally sit down and relax and enjoy my new environment.

I got Bean all registered for school this past Monday and she started on Wednesday. She just loves it! This whole town is awesome! The kids flocked to her and took to her like you wouldn’t believe. I have to say, I was a tad nervous about being the new comer in such a small town as sometimes they tend to take an automatic dislike to outsiders. But not here. No way. It’s amazing. Everyone has been so warm and so welcoming it’s blown my mind. I love it here. I feel so at home! It’s been a little hard getting used to the quiet at night. I’ve been so exhausted come sleep time though that it hasn’t kept me awake or anything, it’s just so, quiet. And with no TV (cable), and no internet yet, the house gets real quiet sometimes. It’s amazing tho, the things you can get done when there is no internet or tv to keep you occupied! lol

The only thing that’s missing are my two oldest babies. God will bring them to me in good time. In the meantime, I will make sure that we are completely ready for them! I even found a church, right up the road, a small Christian church that we are going to join this Sunday! There are all kinds of churches around here, and while I am not familiar with some of the denominations, I was excited to find one that was just called “Christian”. I don’t want to walk in on any snake handling or anything, yanno? I’d be skerd for sure!

Cody is even beginning to adjust. At first he was lashing out by shitting on the floor, rebelling because it’s cold outside and he didn’t want to go out there to potty. He’s calmed down now that things are unpacked, his blankets are in his kennel and he feels more at home. I know he misses the other kids and Chelsea too, but he’s doing better now. He gets all the attention, which he likes, and he is settling in just nicely as well. I am anxious to see what he does with his first snow tho! He is already wearing his “Official Snow Dog” shirt I’d bought for him a while back because he walked around shivering all of the time, lol!  He’s going to have to have booties and a down jacket soon!

Saturday we are going into town to pick up some warmer clothes for us. Bean and I aren’t very well equipped for the winter and it’s fast approaching as each day is a little colder than the last. A few pairs of pants, a couple of jersey style shirts and some thick socks should do nicely. I, myself, am looking forward to the rad boots I will be able to buy and wear, but for now, need to focus on the basics. *le sigh* Responsibility sucks sometimes!

I don’t know when I will be able to “borrow” internets again, sorry for the long winded post. If you lasted this long and aren’t asleep on your keyboard, you are my hero! If I haven’t answered an email yet, hang in there, I am trying to do as much as I can right now before the neighbor turns their router off again! If I don’t get to ya, know it’s not cuz I am ignoring you, it’s cuz I am internet-less for a spell!

xoxoxox to all of you!  More pics and more posts to come as we become one with our new town!

*mwuahz*

Someone will always find a way! Ha! Ok, so I am posting this from my Treo and probably (for sure) dont’t have the patience to go thru the entire story of the dramatic beginnings of our trip or any of the fabulousness of being here. I will do that as soon as my damned neighbor turns their wireless router back on!  Sheesh people, srsly....give a girl a break!  =)

Woke up this morning to lightning, thunder and rain. Real rain kiddies. The kind that gets things actually wet rather than spitting on you. Also woke up to some nice smelly Cody poo next to my head. Nothing like the smell of dog crap in the morning!

As I stand in my adorable little kitchen (and it is quite cute if I do say so myself, pics will come soon peeps) making mah coffee, something dawned on me. I am the suxor! I didn’t even tell y’all that I had quit smoking! Let me hear y’all sigh collectively now that infamous...."Again?!"

Sure. Again. For real. For good. Srsly. There wasn’t any fanfare, no whoopla about it. Just done. New life, fresh start, no smokes. Haven’t had one in over a week and, honestly, with this fresh air out here and all, I haven’t even been craving either. It’s awesome. I didn’t use anything but the act of keeping my mind so busy that I never even thought about it. So, anyhow, yay me!!

I suppose I should try and get some clothes unpacked. The kitchen and livingroom are completely done. Must.Find.My.Shoes.

Taking Bean to get her registered for school today and have a couple of appointments and phone calls to attend to. I miss y’all and am working on that whole internet issue, I pro.ise guys!!!

*mwahz*

Someone will always find a way! Ha! Ok, so I am posting this from my Treo and probably (for sure) dont’t have the patience to go thru the entire story of the dramatic beginnings of our trip or any of the fabulousness of being here. I will do that as soon as my damned neighbor turns their wireless router back on!  Sheesh people, srsly....give a girl a break!  =)

Woke up this morning to lightning, thunder and rain. Real rain kiddies. The kind that gets things actually wet rather than spitting on you. Also woke up to some nice smelly Cody poo next to my head. Nothing like the smell of dog crap in the morning!

As I stand in my adorable little kitchen (and it is quite cute if I do say so myself, pics will come soon peeps) making mah coffee, something dawned on me. I am the suxor! I didn’t even tell y’all that I had quit smoking! Let me hear y’all sigh collectively now that infamous...."Again?!"

Sure. Again. For real. For good. Srsly. There wasn’t any fanfare, no whoopla about it. Just done. New life, fresh start, no smokes. Haven’t had one in over a week and, honestly, with this fresh air out here and all, I haven’t even been craving either. It’s awesome. I didn’t use anything but the act of keeping my mind so busy that I never even thought about it. So, anyhow, yay me!!

I suppose I should try and get some clothes unpacked. The kitchen and livingroom are completely done. Must.Find.My.Shoes.

Taking Bean to get her registered for school today and have a couple of appointments and phone calls to attend to. I miss y’all and am working on that whole internet issue, I pro.ise guys!!!

*mwahz*