AMF BSG , Pt. 2

Yeah, all y'all knew I'd be coming back to this topic again .

I have to tell ya, the final ep is a huge topic at the office...wheeeeeee.

One of the bits that I omitted from the first post was the fact that I thought the insertion of that brief bit of the original theme was a very nice touch .

Yeah, I was one of the many who thought that the casting of Richard Hatch as Tom Zarek was a huge ass stretch, but by the time that they filmed the execution , yeah...Apollo who ? It is widely known that Hatch had a huge ego problem with the re-make or anything else BSG for that matter that didn't have his paw prints all over it ..but it all worked in the end.

On the other hand...the massive ego of the " We can give them language " still bothers me. NO, I did not expect nor would I have accepted any sort of Prime Directive bullshit ..but to assume that the native culture had no language , and by this , I am assuming verbal is beyond stupid. The natives are seen in a representative hunting party scenario, which by itself establishes some format of communication.

Furthermore , these " teachers" are folks that just came off of ships with what appears to be little more than the clothes on their backs and they are going to improve the lives of the society ?

GOTTA CALL BULLSHIT ON THAT ONE .

I am not saying that they should have packed all of their crap. The fuel issue after the jump to the Colony alone would have mandated conservation...but still...come on people...... These are people who lost everything...they made lives with what little they had on Galactica...one of the stronger underlying themes of the series was the building and preservation of relationships . But still....no tools, no pot to boil water in...no medicines. Yeah..Cottle...ya did well there....the comparison of small pox , blankets and Native American genocide comes to mind.

Yeah I loved it ...but......still.....

Carry on .

Aunty Pol

Random Acts of Cuteness - Pt . 2

Random Acts of Cuteness - Pt. 1

AMF BSG

Adios , BSG !

To say that my feelings are a mixed bag here sounds trite , even to me.

Yes, I am one of those rabid fans who latched onto this show with a vengeance not seen since B5 . And yes, my cynical friends , there was writing on B5 that made me groan out frakkin loud..." Sinclair is Valen ? Well , no shit Sherlock..GAH !!!!!

I'd thought about listing two sections..the good and the bad about the final episode, and then realized that one would far out pace the other , and thus give a very lopsided picture...and that is not the truth of it at all.

More than anything else...the bad to me was the enough of the " Hera !!!!" I mean how far can this frakkin kid run.....on a ship. For the most part of my limited observations , if your kid takes off, you haul ass , grab the kid and hang on. Even the viewers know, by this stage that if you put Hera down , she's gonna haul ass. And excuse Moi...? These are trained soldiers that are chasing her and the woman dying of cancer is one of the ones who corners her ???? Yes , true to the opera house dream ...but puh - leeeseeee . We all know that Hera was a key..Moore just stopped short of tattooing it on the kids forehead to hammer that one home.

Furthermore, the opera house was CIC ? Well ...again ...no shit....the first time they moved Anders vat o tasty aspic to the CIC to merge him with the other hybrid and the camera angle shoots an over head of the final 5....anyone that was paying attention realized that scene was the same one that got Deanna boxed.

And finally, Cavill eating the barrel.....um...satisfying from the " We all know he's a whiney asshat who is not to be trusted and we are just gonna move past the incest theme between him and Ellen....really..." EWWWWW". But , that being said or not..there was no reason, plot or logic that called for his death..none, zip, nada. Chief killing Torrey ? OH HELL YEAH...Bitch got served. The look on the Chief's face when he shares the memory of that bit..oh you knew she was gonna die....OH HELL YEAH. That's for Calley and Dualla and Boomer and all of those who were victims more often than not.

On to the good bits.

Gaius finally growing a set....Caprica letting him.....finally. One of the funniest scenes was the one where Gaius and Cap 6 see their head chip ghosts....yes...Gaius was one too...and they look at each other , sputtering .." Do you.....do you see them ?"

Other funny scene ....Tigh trying to buy a lap dance for Adama......OMG...I wish MST3K was still around...Tom Servo would have had a friggan field day with that bit alone.

Sha Zaaaaammmmmm...LMAO...

I liked how Roslin's death was handled .....and yes...I cried when Bill slipped his wedding band on her hand...but it was restrained and dignified and thankfully if it was Ellen...we'd still be hearing Tigh hollering...jeebuss...it was enough of that in the strip club .

And finally...I don't care what Kara Thrace was . That was not the point . She did her job and knew when it was time to go...nuff said.

Other than that, it was a good weekend . I helped the younger Brother write a resume..not hard , it's just when it's been a while...once I had the verbage needed , it took 20 minutes , tops.

The weather is nice now so it's pollen city...yep yep yep....

Still watching " Peacemakers" on Fancast......wooooo hooooo ....Tom Berenger and ponies....SCORE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have a good week .

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Well, things are moving along....LMAO...yeah...I know .

SU's surgery hopefully is scheduled for the last week of March so I am hopeful it will all work out. I'd forgotten how many ingrained habits I have until the ride in this morning. As is my custom, I usually take the first week of April off for my birthday because :

1. I can - DAMMIT

2. The weather is wonderful here to work in the yard.

3. Occasionally, my birthday/vacation week includes Good Friday ( Bonus !!!!!!! No PTO Used) .

4. Beyond a certain point ( ie SU and Nee Nee) , I detest the bullshit falderall celebration birthday shite. I really do . When we do celebrate , it is usually with either the Crazy Cajuns or the NG's and it is very low key.

SU asked in his random , wheels in head turning fashion if I was going to take it off and I replied that I had not planned on it as yet. He'd obviously forgotten that we had decided that I wasn't going to take that week off since we had planned to meet Count Thalim and his lovely bride in Orlando for a week at the end of June. Since we had to cancel that , I had been waiting to see when the actual surgical dates were before scheduling the PTO . I am hoping now that the finances are in order ( yes, there's a comma in our after the insurance pays we owe bit...) that it will be sooner than later......

And of course the lovely VA has decided that he has no benefits at all ...FUCKYOUTHANKYOUVERYMUCH...

Again, just another bright and shining example of the way that our guv'mt treats the Military and our Veterans...as a voter, I am sooooooooo proud .

Hopefully it will all be over soon.

Ciao ,

Aunty Pol

This made me laugh at work

Bad day ....

This made me laugh.

Tomorrow will be better.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Cautiously Hopeful

Allrighty then people..The above just made me laugh ..I know I know.

I take what I can get .

It was an interesting weekend .

First , let it be said that I am very proud of SU doing what needed to be done even tho it was one of those things ..well....he'd prefer to deal with the IRS or have a prostrate exam.

Yeah..I kid you not.

I will spare you the details , since they are his and not mine...he owns them, I do not. That being said, the answer he got was not as hoped for but it was still an answer.

I have to be honest, I've lost a bit of sleep lately..it is my nature to fret...it simply is . I try to keep perspective, and weigh our options and yet the cold sweat panic is never far away.

We did however get some news of a potential life line. I have recently paid off yet another bill and if things work out...I don't want to fuck the Karma so I won't say more about that for now.

On the lighter side........

Did you ever notice that something that you used to watch or read and enjoy , now just makes you want to scream ??

Yeah.

I love old movies, especially the older black and white ones with the clever writing and brisk pace. I watched the original version of " The Women " yesterday. I love Roz Russell. I really do. I really do...but..after watching her character " Sylvia Fowler " for more than ten minutes, I wanted to go find a garden stake in the yard to puncture my eardrums.

When did Witty become a Screech ?

If this is what being middle aged means..sorry..it's fucked up .

Keep a good thought for us ..I won't ask for prayers as that is a bit much IMHO...

Have a great week

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Random Musings

Over the last few days , I have come to examine some things.

* Warning - Random Mind Drift May Occur *


I started this verbal diarrhea ( SU term) a few years ago for a variety of reasons. Reactions to various moments of bullshit that seem to feel a requirement to appear in my IRL....Whatevs.

Sometimes it was to convey to the SU a point or a problemo that I wasn't quite up to addressing .

Sometimes it was shit the Katz did that amused me.

I am very careful to the point of paranoia of respecting other peoples names ( * Names have been changed to blah blah blah ) because I realize that I do not have the right or entitlement to out them for being the total hatted ones they are and just fail to fucking get it.

I read a variety of blogs that interest me. I have almost a Tourettes variety of " Gotta Read That "

One blog lately has interested me to the point that I have read the whole thing over the last three days - at work - shhhhh.

I can relate in a lot of scary ways whether I want to own that or not.

And again , it is the train wreck ( no offense intended) that we all see and can't tear away from.

For that I am grateful, because it made me examine yet again what I would feel is permitted for me to put out there, what I am comfortable with.

For that boot to the head, thank you Sous Gal.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Observations

It's been a nice weekend, note .... I did not say great.

Great means we win the lottery.

Nice means I got done a lot of little crap that I've needed to and hate to overall.

Cleaning out the purse, organizing coupons, creating files, filing ...you know. The usual crap that can pile up.

I attribute this to an unusual situation....I got enough sleep yesterday..I got a nap. Not a great or restful one overall as the kids decided to play Speed Racer/ Thundering Herd of Elephants over the Momma....but still the time to get to try to get nappage.

But.........

I am feeling like I am on thin ice tonight.

There is a movie on HBO staring Kevin Bacon called " Taking Chance."

I became aware of this movie while it was in production and I have read all of the reviews, all thumbs up, positive and yet not over the top.

And yet I hesitated to bring this up to the SU.

The movie deals with bringing home the body of a soldier killed down range.

A 20 year old man /child.

I say this not out of disrespect , I saw the film in the other room and I can see the promise of youth in Chances face.

I had to go back to our room at one point and saw SU's face and his tears. His comment was telling.

" I didn't want to watch it but I had to ."

I try not to belabor the point but SU did a tour in Viet Nam.

Just one.

I get this confused , because he was in twice, but having been corrected ...( thanks dear) ..still

HE IS A VETERAN.

He served.

We have followed this war in some ways more than most , and in others not as closely. It is what it is for the individual , and I do not say this to sound flip, or disrespectful in any way. I have seen at times what these experiences have done to my husband, he does not talk about it a lot exxcept around other vet's in that jovial " Let me tell what we did here....pass the beer over" kind of thing.

I do not and cannot compare myself to the spouses of those in sevice who also serve today...right now as we speak. I was not married to SU when he served. I just deal with the aftermath.

But the issues are still in some ways there. We are dealing with the V.A . over medical issues and so that adventure had begun.

But my husband had it right.

The movie should be viewed and discussed by every person in this country, regardless of political viewpoint.

I grew up in the military and my pride in that has no bounds.

My husband knows that I am proud of him, today was just another example of why.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

P.S. ( I corrected the post dear..thanks....see ..if I got a better nap and you kept the herd from thundering on the bed...LMAO...!!)

Sigh..Doesn't look Good Dear

Sorry Honey....

I checked the pricing at the site . I am not going to pay 150.00 + fees for shit seats and we can't afford the better ones.

I know that they haven't toured together in 40 years and the only thing that would make it better would be the addition of Ginger Baker...but still.....

This would not even be an option of I had not had to cancel the trip to Orlando, the date of the concert is during the vacay..but if I have to bail on R & R , I sure as hell am not buying a set of tickets .

I guess I will have to settle for the CD

KRAPPITY KRAP KRAP KRAP KRAP KRAP.

I knew today was fubared when I realized it was not Saturday.

Refer to above.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Too Tempting For Words

I do so wish I could get away with the above, even the office got a chuckle or three out of this. Of course , she and I decided that it would work out the best if this was done as the clients and their genetic legacy were at the point of leaving our offices for their commute home...wheeeee.

Tick Tock

Ready to go NAOW

SU is even more ready for NOLA...lol

Have a great weekend....6 p.m. I am OUTTA HERE.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Pretty In Pink

With apologies to John Hughes ...

How can anyone have a bad day when they can look at that face....really....it just isn't possible.

Ciao,

A very biased Aunty Pol

FRAK FRAK FRAKITY FRAK FRAK FRAK

What the FRAK ????????

This show is going to drive me bonkers...straight up , the ship is singing nuts. I get that Gaeta has been slowly going over the edge, the fact that his leg is making him crazy is enough to see that clearly . Anastasia's suicide didn't help tho it was understandable . She was always the fragile one , and to accept that the hope and promise of a refuge, after all the promises ( lies ) and verbage of Pythia was hollow...dirt nap time for our Dualla. I get that Madame Airlock doesn 't want to puke her ass off anymore, that her time left is finite and precious , and in choosing to be with the Admiral is the closest thing to family and happiness that she will be allowed to know .

I get that in destroying the resurrection ship , that the Fleet has leveled the odds and that the Cylons have given what little they knew of cooperation to the cause of survival....but..

HOW IN THE FRAK CAN THEY BRING THE 5'TH CYLON BACK ?????

They destroyed the hub.

The skin jobs can no longer download into a fresh model when they are killed.

Saul killed his wife via poison on New Caprica when it was revealed that she was collaborating with the Cylons .

Ellen Tigh is DEAD !

So how the FRAK is she going to come back ??????????

ARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH.

Have a great week.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Sometimes.............

Sometimes , a gal just has to do what a gal has to do.

Been one of THOSE days..so this at least made me smile.

Have a great weekend .

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Just A Smile

Soemtimes ya just need something to make you smile .

And yes...all of ours are adopted /rescued .

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Why Bravo , Why ?

Leah (Top Photo)



Carla ( Bottom Photo - Duh )

Why ?

In many ways , Season 5 of " Top Chef" has been piss poor.

But..........last night...takes the cake so to speak.

WFT Over ?

Leah ( as seen above ) basically threw her hands up in the air and proclaimed to one and all that she " Gives, gave up " on the quickfire challenge.

Excuuuuuuuuseeeeeeeeee Moi ?

You claim to have some skills and are going to focus on winning , in the all but impissable chance that the audience will forget/delete from collective memory the scenes of you and Ho-sea playing tonsil hockey.....you should be so lucky biotch.

If memory serves, when I ran a restaurant , and yes kids...I did in fact..if I had thrown my hands up after fubaring the prep of an item, and basically saying F this.. having established that I wasn't quite smart enough to suck it up and ask for guidance/help....the door would have not hit my much smaller at the time ass on the way out ...werd !

And yet...

They sent Jaime home.Buh Bye team rainbow.

It took me a second to realize that there are only 2 episodes left and that Bravo in their usual manner have saved both Leah and Carla ( " Sending out the love." ...Oh screw that ..send edible food you idiot) so that one and then the other can be eliminated thus leaving Stefan , Ho- Sea and Fabio to go head to head.

Fan favorite..Fabio of course . He is a bit of a goober , and yet he is also warm and engaging . If he can reduce the ego a tad, he shows more promise than most of the others..sides..he's cute.

Nuff said there .

Best Part...Season finale will be in NOLA..Emerile will be the guest judge...hee hee...

Best part of last night :

Carla's expression when she saw the semi live eel that Stefan decided to play with during the quick fire challenge.

OMG..I hate reptiles and even I thought it was a hoot since anyone with an active brain stem knew he was doing it merely to freak people out.

Have a great weekend.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Gilda Knew Her Shit

$ 7,000.00 ppl...My plate is full to breaking.

" It's Always Something".

Bless you Gilda, you got that right .

Dear Santa

WANT THIS NOW !!!

Thanks,

Aunty Pol

MOO

EXPLAINING ECONOMICS WITH COWS..( Courtesy of Blog d'Ellison and Houston Steve)

SOCIALISM You have 2 cows. You give one to your neighbor.


COMMUNISM
You have 2 cows. The State takes both and gives you some milk.


FASCISM

You have 2 cows. The State takes both and sells you some milk.

NAZISM
You have 2 cows. The State takes both and shoots you.

BUREAUCRATISM
You have 2 cows. The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the milk away.


TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM

You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull. Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the income.

SURREALISM

You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.

AN AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows. You sell one and force the other to produce the milk of four cows. Later, you hire a consultant to analyze why the cow has dropped dead.

ENRON VENTURE CAPITALISM
You have two cows. You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the release. The public then buys your bull.

A FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows. You go on strike, organize a riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows.

A JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows. You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. You then create a clever cow cartoon image called “Cowkimon” and market it worldwide.

A GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows. You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.


AN ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows, but you don't know where they are. You decide to have lunch.

A RUSSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows. You count them and learn you have five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count them again and learn you have 2 cows. You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.

A SWISS CORPORATION
You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you. You charge the owners for storing them.


A CHINESE CORPORATION
You have two cows. You have 300 people milking them. You claim that you have full employment and high bovine productivity. You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.


AN INDIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows. You worship them.


A BRITISH CORPORATION
You have two cows. Both are mad.


AN IRAQI CORPORATION

Everyone thinks you have lots of cows. You tell them that you have none. Nobody believes you, so they bomb the shit out of you and invade your country. You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of Democracy.


AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows. Business seems pretty good. You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.

A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION
You have two cows. The one on the left looks very good.

Congratulations Officer B.A.L.

Congratulations Sweetie, we are so very proud of you.

Have a great weekend.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

If You Think I Am That Stupid Or Inept..You Are Sadly Mistaken .

I Will Catch You Every Time.


Consider Yourself Warned.

' Nuff Said

Have a great weekend.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

It's been , well yeah that ..

It's been an odd couple of days here of late at the Casa.

Like many other businesses, SU's has begun to lay some meat sacks off. And by that , I mean that either hours have been cut for those who have no business being there at all and so forth , or they are just gone, Baby , gone.

Yes, it has been tense here.

Hisself , Gaia bless him is one of those who being of a certain age, know the full value of a real days work for a paycheck. He understands the give and take and the obligation one owes an employer, but he has only been there for 2 1/2 years and we all know how that goes.

The hard part is that he really loves this gig and wishes that he had found this 25 + years ago .

I am trying not to worry....FAIL !

Oh well....


On the lighter side, my youngest brother now age 48 is wearing glasses..( LMAO ..welcome to the club dear ) and seems to have finally grown up a bit. He and SU played golf last weekend and he came by....and the world did not end. He has the aches and pains we all have and has learned the value of civil discourse .

We chatted.

I told him that I am now at a place in my life where I no longer choose to participate in the arguements, and the angst. I will live my life as I see fit and it is what it is.

While there are issues with others, I have embraced live and let live, do not F with me and we will be fine.

It's just easier.

We aren't the Waltons .

Have a great rest of the week and weekend


Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Below is just one of the e mails that I have gotten at the office in the last 2 days.



McCain Lawyer Impeach Obama!McCain has reached an agreement with the Obama lawyers that makes Obama resignation effective November 11. Barack Obama can lost President's Chair. McCain video report 7 November:Proceed to the election results news page>>2008 USA Government Official Web



The other one is below :

McCain Lawyer Impeach Obama!McCain has reached an agreement with the Obama lawyers that makes Obama resignation effective November 11. Barack Obama can lost President's Chair. McCain video report 7 November:Proceed to the election results news page>>2008 USA Government Official Web Site

The first one came from :

attention@cnn.news.com

The second came from :

alert@cnn.news.com

Now granted, the above jpeg is one that I ran across and it made me smile. Anyone that knows me knows that I am a huge fan of : www.icanhascheezeburger.com and that we are cat people at Casa de Swamp.

What is rather bothersome about these is that to someone less familiar with the the internet and the World Wide Web , ( Thanks again CERN)..they appear legit.

What sad , stupid bullshit .

Have a great weekend.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Finally

I for one am grateful to the Deity of my choice that this malarky is all over. It has been a hell of a long 2 years people.

I do have to say that the concession speech I heard From John McCain last night was thoughtful, sincere , and I walked away with the opinion that if he had been able to deliver that sort of speech during the campain , the outcome might have been different.

Might.

Who I voted for is not the issue, and no ones business but my own .

But I voted.

I do know more than one person who decided not to vote and at first , this really bothered the beejeebus out of me, and then I realized that that is also a choice. There have been elections where I have basically voted for the lesser of 2 evils...not this time..but it has happened and I think that for a lot of us , this option is no longer one we can live with. So I do in my own way get it.

I am more concerned about 2 wars, and the economy than who wears what and the breed of puppy our new President is going to get for his young daughters. I would hope that they consider adopting a puppy from the SPCA or better yet a no kill shelter.

At least it's over.

Have a good week.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Election Day in Canada
"I am a Canadian, a free Canadian, free to speak without fear, free to worship God in my own way, free to stand for what I think right, free to oppose what I believe wrong, free to choose those who shall govern my country. This heritage of freedom I pledge to uphold for myself and for all mankind." Prime Minister John G. Diefenbaker, from the House of Commons, Debates (on the Canadian Bill of Rights), July 1, 1960.


Say what you want ...The Canadian's have it more right than wrong .


VOTE !


Ciao,

Aunty Pol

I Wonder What She's Going To Be This Year ?

I wonder what the costume will be for this year....!

Have a great week .

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Halloween

People,

I know we all love our babies , but this is just WRONG !!!!!


Ciao,

Aunty Pol

This is what I miss this time of year.

A true Autumn.

It's been a lovely weekend....we were slugs more or less. I did the usual laundry bit and hisself did some home maint . we needed so all in all it was good. I did not try to do a lot in the yard as I have hurt my back again and have to really be careful. It's old and all of that , but there you are. It's gotten worse as the P2 makes it's progress and I know that I cannot change it, it is what it is. It just rather pisses me off since it always seems that what ever is in bloom right now looks so vibrant and I want to go play . The hydrangeas are sporting a lot of new growth as are the ornamental peppers and everyone is just popping out.

Sigh.

The kittehs are all frisky, we can barely get Sgt. Panda Pants and his sisser Miss Gracie Marie in the house...but for the bribes they would never come in when it's like this...glad they are happy campers. Even the puppys next door are extra " PLAY PLAY PLAY " ....they are sooo cute when they all get together and run the fence line.

Not much else....I re-scheduled jury duty for Halloween..intentionially....if I have to be there , I might as well be entertained.


Have a great week.

Ciao,


Aunty Pol

Rock On Harris County...39,000 People Early Voted Yesterday.

Yes indeed, people got up , got going and got to voting early.

I may lose things around the house , I mean really, who hasn ' t...but I always know where the voter registration cards are, right on the fridge by the photo of Daddy and Mary....We are die hard get out and rock the vote people and while I won't say who I am voting for..nunya people..seriously people...nunya bidness...I walk the circuitous path at the office...it is enough that we vote.

Other than that, it has been a dull week...the mission this week is to acquire a new crock pot. The one we have is more than 30 years old , and only good for keeping Queso hot...Jacque Penny has a 6 1/2 qt Hamilton Beach programmable with my name on it...Pot Roast here I come.

The kittehs are all happy and healthy ..life is not completely dire.

Have a great rest of the week ...

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Been one of those Mondays...I will finish the previous post when it is not a day like today.

The above is my current screen saver at the office and it is the only thing that has made me smile.

Have a better week..

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

I know , I know

I know that it's been a while , but trust me , there has been a hell of a lot going on ..so bear with me.

Lets start with IKE.

Um..ok.

I chose to move here and I have to say that it is in the top five all time best decisions that I have ever made. When I left the South ( Virginia to be exact) for the left Coast , I was both young and dumb, newly married and of the opinion that it would be an adventure. Bear in mind this was pre Twin Peaks and all those other shows that showed the Pacific Northwest as Nirvana. Doom on me for loving Here Come The Brides.

To say it was awful is such an understatement that it would take this whole blog and I would be in tears by the end of it. Other than my best friend, her husband, my Godson and his bride...there isn't a thing I would go back for ....not now, not ever ......to infinity and beyond.

And yet...my Best Friend says that " Dear, you've always been southern."

What a nice thing to say.

And how true.

Granted, I have lived through other hurricanes, Alicia in 1983 comes to mind...but I was younger , stupider and in an apartment.

IKE scared the crap out of us.

Yes, Rita and Katrina were as bad as we all remember.

That MOFO IKE's wall was 450 miles across.

More Later

Katz - Part Two

Sorry for the delay kids...not that all y'all care one way or the other, nor should you ..just being polite and all.



As stated earlier, the katz are highly spoiled and placate the 'rents by acting as if they in fact understand what we say..yes, we are that delusional. This includes , but is not limited to :



No

Not for kitty

It's not Caturday

Stop ( fill in the blank)



You get the idea. They all have their favorites as far as the treats ( Temptations) go and I of course am expected to remember the order , the preference and cater to the whim of those with four on the floor. Yeah, the person who occasionally forgets where she put her debit card, ( shut it dear, I can hear you , even from the office ) , is supposed to remember that if the triplets had chiggin yesterday.. no repeats.



Andy and Gracie Marie however are not picky..they like the fact that they might get to hoover more since the trips can snub ....TREATS.



That is the irony...they are treats....not the usual IAMs kibble in the bowls.





SHEESH.



I've seen toddlers less picky.







Onward.



It appears that Ike may try to spank us this week. I feel badly for those poor souls in Haiti . It's not like they had a pot to piss in before the storms imitated Sherman marching through Georgia..they just lave less than zero now. It appears that Ike is headed this way and won't make landfall till the end of the week , unless he gains speed. I don't know if at this point with the fourth real storm situation in the last month or so that we are all a tad weary about it, but there us a lot of Meh about the whole thing. Whine all you want to , panic you noobs ( when in danger , when in doubt...run in circles...scream and shout....thanks Daddy..that still makes me chuckle.) or check the pantry and realize that it's gonna do what ever the hell it wants to...period.

The NG , Ms Jeri's folks are in from Thibideaux . The whole Houma- Thib area got smacked pretty good and her folks generator blew so they are gonna be here a while . The Crazy Cajun's people left NOLA for Atlanta and such..hello Hannah..um..yeah....right. I guess we will look at the larder and go to Kroger...with everyone else.

BLEECH !

Other than that , it's been fairly quiet of late. I made the SU suffer through an old movie we got in from NetFlix...a very old movie. I remember it as being better than it was . Of course , I haven't seen it in 30 odd years and am a self admitted fan of " Night if the Lepus ." . Anyhoo, if you are in the mood, invite some friends over, grab Scooby Snax and the beverage ( adult or otherwise of your choice ) and play MST3K with...Drum Roll Please....


" The Long Ships" staring Richard Widmark, Sidney Poitier , Russ Tamblyn and Oskar Homolka and Lionel Jefferies.

Discuss the following:

Poitier's theft of James Brown's hair.
Lionel Jefferies gay Eunuch in the harem raid..good times.
The choreography of the above harem raid.
The prologue.
What a nimble lil thing Russ Tamblyn was..eeesh.


Granted , I am a fan of " Flash Gordon " staring Buster Crabbe , the Marz Brothers..even Zeppo and the above mentioned " Night Of The Lepus " ( you want that bar b qued bunny to go ? Hee)..
but..it may be a while before i hear the end of this.

This film is right up there with " Joe vs The Volcano".

Oh well..on the other hand , " The Last Legion " with Colin Firth and Ben Kingsly wasn't bad at all and happy happy joy joy..Alton Brown's " Feasting On Waves " premiered last night......wheeeee.

Have a safe week.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

No..They Are Not At All Spoiled

I am always amazed that the six pack have so quickly become spoiled in their own individual ways.

I am a wimp. SO is hisself to a lesser degree.

They are all rescues...literally.


Munchkin ( Nee Nee Puddins, Munchie Poo Poo) came from VAP at Petsmart , along with the late and sorely missed Jakey J. She now sleeps on the pillow , next to me and fusses if she does not have turn down service. This is the girl who as a kit drank from the master bath tap ala " Esther Williams ". She now demands and...sorry to say...gets.....fresh " Sparkley Clean " water twice a day in her bowl. She also whines for cat nip and hs been relegated to " Caturday night " on the nip rug. I am not hoovering every night. She bitches when I am not ready for bed by 10 p.m. so I think she is channeling Peaches.

Lord , I miss my Piggy.

She had me trained.

Ten p.m....bed time Momma.....Yes M'am.

more to follow

Vacay's Are Wonderful

Vacations are wonderful , even if they are not what you originally intended .

When you live in the Gulf Coast area , you pay attention to the weather God's.

Or you die.

Simple as that.

Hisself and I had planned our usual, which got cancelled for various reasons. No biggie , down here you take steps to compensate for that.

I , however stayed home .

And had the best time.

I have never been a " housewife " .

I didn't marry a house .

I do however, relish the time to have to be able to do things at the Casa .

On my own terms.

I did take the time to phone/e mail my best friends, get caught up , so all is good.

I also took the time to make some decisions with regards to others that will ultimately work out all the better for me .

Now....if we'd just won the lottery.................yeah...I know .

Blessed Be ,

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Definately Different

It's been an odd week .

We finally got some rain at the Casa, sorely needed from Dolly. All over town , everyone but us got rain , and I do mean everyone . We finally got some at the house on Thursday, and of course as par for the course, I had been fighting sinus's to the point that by Thursday I had a full blown migraine.

Not much that can be done there but just get through it.

Work that day was completely out of the question . It was the " Pray For Death" kind of thing , so I called in and went back to bed.

Here is the thing.

I have been having some very disturbing dreams lately.

Disturbing as in the " You are dead or no longer able to hurt / beat/ harm me and in one part of my mind I know this , but.....

Waking up fearful , not rested....wondering why the F after X number of years is this happening is to say the least difficult.

My main focus is fighting the panic attacks and the anxiety attacks right now.

Why ?

Why Now ?

We are good at home, nothing new or traumatic..just our lil old boring selves...


So .

Why ?


Have a happy week.

Ciao .

Aunty Pol .

Busy Bees

I went to my other Godson's wedding last weekend , out in Washington state and just had about the best fun that is allowed by law. I have known the child's parents for over 30 years, we went to school and worked together so this was a super special treat for ol Pol here. We had tried to keep it a secret , LMAO, but the kids figured it out. I was set to shoot the pair of them , the program listed Moi as " Honored Guest" and the twerp walked me down the aisle first..great way to not make me cry....as if.

His mother and I were in tears from almost the moment I got off the plane and stayed that way for much of the 5 days that I was there. I'd forgotten how dry the climate is on the eastern half of the state . My skin went crunch...no matter how much moisture spackle I slathered on when time permitted...yikes.....time for a facial.

Funny, when there is a wedding, the bride has eleventy bazillion gal pals to help hold her up....the grooms folks...Me. We worked out tails off for this " country " wedding with over 300 guests. Some of the funniest were the tux fittings and the hilarity there....OMG....Hey Abner..nice touch that with the white sox......hubba hubba Baby.

The wedding was at the grandparents farm, and this is no slouch of a farm either....um....folks....wheat is $15.00 a bushel....may want to check the perimeter....we threw a bunch of that shit. Luckily, the wedding wasn't in August, between harvest and the fact that after harvest it is so dry and depressing to look at , not to mention how stubble fires wreak ones sinuses...yup...I still remember at bit from living on the alfalfa ranch in Touchet. The wheat fields , alfalfa and the peas were all so green and lush...just wonderful. The rehearsal dinner was fun...lots of nerves and goofiness.

Wedding Day .

Why the hell Jimmy Olson , cub reporter had the entire bridal party and family there 5 ( FIVE ppl....FIVE) hours for photo's before the wedding escapes me.

Word of the day....Hydrate....pass the Desani stat.

My kidneys are still floating and I drink a hell of a lot of water as it is.

Yes, I submitted with grace to the photo thingy.

Anyone who knows me at all knows that I hate , loathe and detest having my picture taken. I have NEVER seen a good one of me. I am just one of those unfortunates that does not take a good photo....no matter who is doing it. But for my Godson, I will endure with a smile.

His Mom, Grandmother and I cried through the whole damn thing . And the receiving line was worse, thank God I didn't have to stand in that. OMG , how she and I cried, and I suspect her mate was sniffing too....admit it big Daddy....you were.

The whole process was sooo sweet, we bailed about 11: 30 and the kids were dancing till 4: 30 a.m. I had a lot of offers to dance, but gave that up ages ago, even the slow ones.....except for " Cotton Eyed Joe".....it's the law peeps.....gotta do it.

The next day was back to the farm to watch the kids open their gifts...quite a nice haul...you two are off to a great start .

The grooms parents and I did have a chance to visit , worth more than I can say. We only get to see each other every few years but e mail daily. I miss them both sooooo much , I could cry.

She and I finally got the chance to talk about a topic that is difficult.

She and her hubs knew/suspected what the ex was doing to me, saw the marks and black eyes and so on...and have felt guilty all these years that they didn't step up. I told her that I was honestly afraid that her hubs would have killed my ex...no exaggeration there and I couldn't take that chance. Hell....my family didn't know for a very long time. I told her that I regretted that my sense of shame got the upper hand on my self respect at that point, but I'd go through most of it again to end up here . They adore the current hubs and he and the grooms daddy are more alike than anyone could have predicted.....pretty damn scary.

That conversation freed me in so many ways. It validated the events and showed me that one can still survive.

I love them both more than they will ever, ever know.

Back here at the Casa..

The kitchen turned out so pretty with the new paint, flooring and stuff that I am almost giddy over it.

His job moved locations the day of the wedding so it worked out that I wasn't here ..poor dude. His boss is still nuts over the stress of the whole thing but that is par. SU is still working insane hours but is willing to do what is needed.

Have a great week....I will post pics of the shindig when I can.


Ciao,

A very tired Aunty Pol

" Sometimes You're The Windshield...."

Mary Chapin Carpenter most certainly had it right when she wrote that song.

Don't faint on me here.

While I am not per say a fan of country music, I do like some, and her work is part of that.

It's been like that at the Casa...One step forward and two steps back. No, I am not saying that we are unique, special or any of that fatuous drivel. I am simply saying that this is the state of things right now and while they are not new, I am Frakking Tired Of This .

It's not the big things, he and I can and do step up to the plate and deal with it. We are adults.

It's the small shit.


$720.00 for a new compressor for Pearl the Wonder Car.

Yup.

Seven Hundred and Twenty Dead Presidents.

And it will be more if the garage door opener is not in the box of mis-placed openers at Enterprise....yeah.


We live in Houston.

WE NEED A/C in THE CAR !

Sheesh.

Of course all this happens when he is due to go out of town for a three day weekend to Austin with the Moron to play golf. Then , the second week of July I am going to the west coast to attend the other Godson's wedding. The weekend of the wedding, the Moron is also painting our kitchen and new flooring is going in , so of course we have to pack out the whole damn thing and he's gonna be gone this weekend....As I tote boxes home. And to top all of this off, the day of the wedding , his office is moving into the new building so his boss is completely and utterly batshit over it.

ADHD much ?

If I was going to be home the weekend of July 12'th , I"d run away....far , far, far, far, away.

The cost of the car repairs mean that the new hardware for the kitchen will have to wait, and we have a lot of it...don't ask...I did the numbers.


On the up side..the summer law clerks are gone.

Down side, two women that are attorneys at our firm are going on personal sabbaticals..and I will miss them very much. I have made a point of telling them this...and how much I sincerely wish them the best of all things possible.

Please Lord...RAIN naow ????

Please...we are ten inches down..and this is getting very , very old. Other parts of the city..yeah...afternoon sprinkles at least.

Casa = Zero.


Sigh .

Have a great weekend...I will be packing cookbooks and can goods.


Ciao,

Aunty Pol


P.S....It's official. Hisself has lost his mind. He is surfing between " Deadliest Catch on TLC , ( I think ) and " I Survived A Japanese Game Show " on ABC .

SHOOT ME NOW .

Thirty Three

Originally posted : 6/16/08


Thiry Three

Some years are less worse than others.

Some years are gaping , gunshot wounds to the heart .

Today is more the latter than the former , and I cannot give a reason, it simply is.

Maybe it's the fact that ALL of my girlfriends are grandmothers now.

ALL OF THEM.

Sometimes I wonder the way life would have been different. I don't know what kind of parent I would have made , there are no rule books. I know for a fact that there are some things that would have been different, some things that would not have stood the light of day. I klnow that this is the one thing that I wanted more than anything else in the world, and that I will bear the guilt intil my last breathe . In my mind I know the fall was an accident..but my heart will never be able to accept that .

I also know that I owe it to them to carry on .

Happy Birthday my babies, your Mother misses you each and every day.

Three Weeks

Its been three weeks now since the MIL was 911 to the hospital.

First thing.." Oh it will be 4 1/2 hrs in surgery..HAH !

They crack her chest and see that the pericarduim has collapsed against the heart itself.

Yipee.

All 5 valves are blocked.

Due to the amounts of previous cancer treatment...there is scar tissue on the heart itself.

Suprise !!!!!!!

They worked on three valves, the three worst I assume..and it's anyones guess from here.

She's in rehab now or Boot Camp as we call it and she is pissed.

You have to know her to know how bizarre that is.

Pop is worn out.


As are their kids.

In many ways , our sense of time has changed . A lot of other things have changed too..or have appeared to. I have gone through this with him and I find it interesting to see the change of roles.....The family member goes utterly bat frakkin shit...admitted or not. The other person must go into the sane mode. We have developed this strategy over 20 years and no longer are aware that we in fact do this. A few years ago on vacation, we had car probs and Hisself just lost it ( yes you did Dear...I have witnesses..!) I was the calm one going.." We can fix this...chill." One of us is allowed to freak out...the other must maintain . We trade off..it works .

This whole thing has blindsided us.

Real life discussions we all avoid are now common fodder.

Priorities that were concepts are now in place..

I find that I am not as apt to react to shit as I might have been. My boundaries are in tact, the people that need to know do. Others ...it's not really an issue I feel the need to inflict upon them.

I have learned over the last year the value of private space..and for that I am grateful . I have separated the fantasy from reality and I find I quite like it.

We're hanging in there.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol.

And The Other Shoes Drops - Update

It seems that there is a new complication, according to the surgeon .Because of the non - Hodgekins, MIL has had the maximum radiation that her body will tolerate. Between that and the chemo, she is no longer really able to walk , much less stand.

Part of the recovery period with a by pass is getting the patient up and moving about...forcing circulation to get back where is needs to be.

Which she cannot do .

They are not sure they can actually do the bypass and we won't know more till the surgeon talks to the radiologist.

Options....

Frak if we know.


Sigh .

And the other shoe drops

911

Ambulance

Heart Monitors going bat shit

Heart function - 25%

Quad or more bypass eminent.

Husband nuts..given


ICU SUX

Sigh

Deja Vu..again

Happy Frakkin Friday Peeps

Whew. What a week.

We have survived the dreaded Gorgon of 4/15/08. Thank You Lord, Thank You Jeebus .

Things that we /I have also done this week :

March Of Dimes: Walk for the Bebe's:

Every year , for various charities the offices does the pay $5 and you too can wear your beegee's..( No..Not The Brother's Gibb..TYVM..do not go there ....I AM fan girl) . Mumble years ago , we had " Casual Friday . "

Whee.

BG's.

As always, SOME people abused it. Shit I wouldn't wear to work in the garden abuse. So of course the PTB's said " Oh , HELL no."

That ended.

Then we went to Bidness Casual.

Same Nightmare even amplified.

Some PPL just do not get it .

We have now a policy that on a three day weekend, the Friday thereof we can wear BG's . Since I stopped wearing suits/street length skirts four years ago and wear pants or a long skirt , this is no big whoop to me.

When we do a charity thingy, if you pay the fiver, you can wear jeans on a non holiday Friday.

IF.

As in the implication of a given CHOICE.

As always, the lame, inept, small minded jive ass mofo's bitched ad nauseum about having to pay said fiver to wear BG's. Thus negating the concept of......wait for it....wait....wait.....

CHOICE .

What evs.

The SC ladies baked cupcakes to sell for a buck a throw to raise more monies. At approx. 2:45 there were still a combined total of 40 left. I suspect more grousing.." I have to pay a fiver to wear jeans and a buck for a cupcake ...ummm...NO."

This is for a CHARITY people.

So my main partner in Crime, Sistah of my heart and another person...an attorney no less bought all the thrice damn'd cupcakes and sent an e mail.

" Cupcakes are paid for now thus free.......Enjoy ."

My e mail would NOT have been so nice.


Tomorrow: Shrimp....Nuff said.


Have a great weekend.


Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Once again 4/15 is OVER Peeps

Thank You Jeebus .

It was really rather mild today as the years go...which means the rest of the week will be a biotch as clients panic with the expected " I forgot this , that , or the other.

Suck it up and deal.

If SU and I can go to slammin Sammy's and buy Turbo....so can you.

I know, I work where I work and I fully expect that the Corp .stuff will go on with this..it's the individuals that I work with and who in fact know better that make me all GRRRRRRRRRR. You people are all e'd up about the incentive check from the guv'ment...LMAO.

1. It's not free money dimwit. You will be taxed on it.
2. You have to file a return to get your greedy mitts on it.

I plan on using it and alas, a tad more to replace the central hear/air indoor unit..yup. Living Large Baby.

Onward.


Memo :

To: The Bricks and Mortar Retail Wonks .

From : A Middle Aged Woman With Money To Spend .

Re: WTF Over ??????????????


Dear Sir or Madame,

Please pull your heads out of the posterior orifices that humans all possess.

I spent more time than was necessary this past Saturday trying to find a new blazer or two. I work in Corporate America. I am over the age of 50 . I have money to spend. This should not be a quest . This should be a given, a staple of your inventory.

While you pander to the twenty somethings that are a size 2, here on Earth in the real world, most of us are not that person. We don't buy trends. We buy the best quality that we can afford in what ever retail shop we frequent and we are the customer base you routinely ignore.

YOU have decided that the current trend of 70's fashion is the way to go.

YOU are so frakkin wrong , I can't see straight.

1. Loud Prints : Been there, worn that.

2. Short Swing Jackets : Are you stoned or stupid ? No one over the age of 21 , weighing more than 100 lbs dripping wet can carry that off.

3. Arm Holes : When you cut them down towards the lower half of the rib cage, well....Not all of us buy the $45 Vickies secret what ever bra. We were raised that undergarments are called under for a reason...not to be seen.

4. Pants : Don't get me started.

It took me an hour and a half and 3 clerks, my age by the way to find what I needed.

I have the money , you idiots .

I no longer have the patience.

Rant over.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol

It's Been A While.....again

The last few weeks have been interesting...to say the very least. As is my custom, I take the week of my birthday off. Thankfully, we had decent weather ( ie. no rain) so I could clean all of the carpets, do a real spring cleaning. I have worked all my adult life with no real time off except for the time I was post op in 1986 after a hysterectomy..thank you Lord for that one so I really value the time.

Give me a BSG Marathon and I will be the cleaning-est MOFO you will ever meet.

On more than one level .

For me, 2008 is the Year Of The Edit.

I have edited a lot.

Closets cleaned out for charity.

Shoes given a new forever home.

My emotional and mental sanity.

Blogs I just don't care to read anymore.

Judgemental folk who feel so entitled that they are convinced that they have more than a pound of flesh coming to them.

The shrill, the strident, the vicious, the just plain mean folk out there who are so involved in their dramas that it consumes them.

They have my sympathy, but no longer my tolerance, patience or audience.

I am stronger , happier, saner and just a nicer person for the self house cleaning.

I no longer view my life as either a contest or something to make amends over.

It was a great vacay.

SU..I really am not angry with you. You understand the issue .

As always sweetie, we cool , and I still love you .

Peace out.

Ciao.

Aunty Pol

Oh My.....It Has Been A While

I have been remiss in posting.

I had no idea it's been a few weeks, there has been a lot going on but still...sheesh.

Where to begin..this will be rather random to the people in the know here so bear with me.


I hate spring.

I love spring.


Under the hate column : I hate being sick with sinus and allergies. It has been almost 2 months now and it's getting rather tiresome . I am tired of feeling puny, where every motion or idea is almost too much to bear. I hate the ringing in my ears when the sinus's back up so bad I also get vertigo . I hate the yellow sheen that every outdoor surface has and the feeling that it's on my skin, in my hair and in the house. I hate now that the weather is nicer and the light is longer that I have to pace my exposure. I want to dig in the dirt. I hate that we lost 5 roses due to the winter. I HATE SLUGS>!


Under the love column : I love the look of the 2 yards of mulch over all of the beds, thank you for the birthday gift dear, I really do appreciate it. I love the fact that the Hydrangeas didn't all die and how the latest one looks in the front bed. I love that the plumbago is coming back and that Andy Panda Pants is a happy camper. I love that for a tiny window, the weather here is decent and I won't die from the heat ..even though after 26 years , I have adapted and bitch less.
I look forward to the ice house re-opening and lazy Saturday nights with the gals, listening to music and just talking friend to friend. I love watching Andy and Gracie Marie chasing bugs.




Onward :

My mother in law is fine after the lumbar fusions, poor thing is holding her own, we are holding our breathe. It is what it is. My step mother has had her hands full with a damaged fence in the back yard and termites, but if anyone can kick their tiny ass...my money's on her. She is doing well and stays busy so I am happy for that. Every year the Christmas gift thing gets more challenging for her , so with her blessing , we make donations to the USO and Doctors Without Borders.

We are coming to terms with the loss of a dear friend and co-worker, too early, far too young . The office is what it is and no longer really bugs me as much. I ignore the politics and bullshit, and value my friends all the more for all the years we've hung in there.

I am trying to be a better corespondent to friends and family and feel better for that , it is after all a two way street , and I have been really awful at it.

Hisself is making me crazy still....ah marriage..but this year we hit 20 and I find it easier to stay silent when I would have said something thus prolonging the whatever.

All in all...not bad...not bad at all.


Have a great week/weekend.


Ciao ,

Aunty Pol