Ch-ch-changes....... turn the beat around!

How does that song go?


So, in the last millennium since I've blogged, a lot has changed.


My perfect child has turned 15.


My husband has gone and returned on his long awaited for Colorado Elk Hunt.


I took a mini-vacation.


I've had an erection.


MWH found a real, paying job.


Miss Whineyhiney competed in her first, second and third MHS Swim Meet.


I've found a new (old) job.

Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years came and Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years went......

And our nation has elected a new Commander in Chief. I didn't vote for him.


You all hear November 4th and think "election day" but no, not in my house. November 4th is my daughter's birthday. It used to be my mom's birthday but in 1993 it stopped being HER birthday and became Miss Whineyhiney's. My mother will remain 38. Forever.


MWH got a Chi flat iron from her 'rents. She's in flat haired heaven. We also let her have a party at the local Holiday Inn Express where she could invite all of her wonderful friends plus One. One knows who he is 'cause he's the token male. Actually, he's hilarious and I'm glad he's in her life. One's girlfriend couldn't come to the party though so it was a little odd, but we all had a great time (no he did NOT spend the night, he went home at a decent hour). The hotel party was insane. The girls ran on the tread mill until their feet were smooth as a baby's butt. Seriously, they were all checking the smoothness of their feet the next day. Ah, kids......


Bob went to Colorado with a co-worker and friends. He stayed in a little cabin that was probably nice in the 1960's but now, well, not so much. They didn't even have telephones. He didn't have cell service either. He called home twice, collect. The bill for those two calls alone was $92.50. That was JUST. FOR. THE. TWO. COLLECT. CALLS. Seriously people. Never call me collect. Even if you're dead, I'm not going to accept. Ever.

So the erection bit is about Bob's new shop. While he was in Colorado, we had a building erected. When I say we, I mean I. It took three men seven hours to put the shop up and while there was a great deal of drama about it all afterwards, it was still a seven hour erection. Yes, a lot of hilarity ensued when I told people I had an erection while my hubby was hundreds of miles West of me hunting for elk. Ah, good times......

I also went back to the ol' BossLady. I don't mean she's OLD, I mean she's my former employer, that kind of ol'. So glad to be back, so glad to be doing bankruptcies again. Such a stress reliever to be away from my old job and the drama.

Lastly, (I know I'm forgetting something though) I need to chime in on the whole Obama thing. I voted for McCain. I'm not ashamed to admit it. I didn't want the big O in the office simply because he was inexperienced. I stand by that to this day. I don't think he has a clue about the big pile of steaming shit he's stepped into. The media elected this man by way of a marathon of infomercials. He's in, I'm fine with that, whatever, but I'm chapped at how everyone talks about how he's black. Hello, his mother is white, he was raised by his maternal *white* grandparents. It's wrong to call him black. I do find it hilarious though how the government is trying to downplay his Hussein though...... At the inauguration, he was first introduced as Barrack Hussein Obama, then Barrack H. Obama, then Barrack Obama. What next? The big B.O.? Haaaaaa haaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa.

I'm not slamming the president, I hope he does a good job, I just don't think he's experienced enough to do it. I do think his wife is interesting though. I like how she has continued to keep one foot stuck in reality, such as wearing J Crew gloves at the inauguration.

My sister and many of my friends have asked, texted and threatened me about blogging so here you go, it's not perfect but it's me.