First off the thing that grabbed my attention was that it was Monday and it was a crappy day. I got aggravated today. I felt my blood pressure go up. I cursed. Yeah! Me! I cursed! If looks could kill, someone ( I won't say who the specific someone is) would be dead! I hated my job today. I want to just throw up the middle finger, punch the 'someone' right straight in the mouth and say "screw this place". I get so sick of being bossed around and treated unfairly. I sware I just think this 'someone' really doesn't like me and due to their position they just tolerate me. I wished so bad today that I had another job and that I could run into this 'someone' on the street and see if they wanted to be all bad to the bone and bossy to me then! I know they wouldn't do it then. They would be a coward. They would be all cordial to my face and talk about me like a dog behind my back. I can't stand chickens!!!! But tho those terrible thought was going thru my angry mind, that's not the real me! How powerful and terrible anger is!
ok I have vented now..........I am feeling better.

I also learned in this article that black cats tended to be less adopted than other felines.
Poor kitty cats! I have a solid black cat and he is spooky! That's his name too--Spooky. He is the purr-fect Halloween cat especially when he gets scared and arches up his back and all his hair stands staight up.
I just can't fathom how people can be so cruel and cold to hurt a cat or any other animal, satanic ritual or not! We got some sick folks out there!

Now peeps, what are your feeling on 'the end'? In our lifetime?

From Monday Madness www.mmadness.blogspot.com
1) Dramas or comedies?
Comedies!!! I have had enough drama in my life that why if I can find a good comedy to watch to get me smiling and laughing, I'm gonna watch it and enjoy. I like to watch a good sitcome like King of Queens or That 70's show or even Life with Jim. Laughter is the best medicine.
I do have to mention here that those of you that have been reading my posts know I rarely watch movies. I think I don't watch movies becuz alot of times I am disappointed with the movie and I also can't seem to sit still when my imagination hasn't been captured. I haven't been to a movie theatre since 2004. Well, I watched a movie last night (freak out!) that was not a comedy. It indeed was a drama. I thought it was an awesome movie. A movie that I had read the book first and was definitely very happy with the movie (which is rare--you know the saying "don't judge a book by it's movie") The movie was from 2005 "Memoirs of a Geisha". Loved it. Would watch it again!

2) Your neighbor has frequent noisy parties on nights before you need to get up early. Do you confront him directly, call the police, call your landlord, join in the debauchery, or seethe quietly and do nothing?
I'll be honest since the word frequent was used-I'm calling the cops becuz if I confront them life is just going to be real uncomfortable (and I'm normally a confronter).

3)Are you more comfortable in big crowds or small groups?
I am comfortable in either. Actually you can hide better in big crowds. You can slip away unnoticed in big crowds. So maybe I prefer big crowds!

4)Do you prefer Internet Explorer or Mozilla Firefox?
Internet Explorer. Can't say that I'm familiar with Mozilla.

5)They say you learn something new every day. What new thing did you learn today?
Sometimes I think we learn something that really isn't important.
Sometimes I think we learn something or we are enlightened only to forget--but we remember that there was something that we learned and what was it?
Today in my RCIA class (I am a team member this year) that some people have been blessed and have had very little suffering in their life.
I thought everyone had been thru something really hard and tonight I learned that some people just have not. Thought that was pretty wild.
I guess when one goes thru tough times they just assume that everyone does. Guess what? I learned that ain't always the case!

In the Old Testament, the word of the Lord came to the prophet Jeremiah,
"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you, before you were born, I dedicated you, a prophet to the nations I appointed you"
(Jer 1:5).
This text says that Jeremiah's vocation was all set in the mind of the Lord before Jeremiah was even formed in the womb. God had a plan. Then it was up to Jeremiah to find out what God had in mind.

My questions:

Do you know what you are called to do?
Do you feel you are fulfilling your destiny?
If not, what is preventing you from doing it?
Do you feel content?
Do you feel fulfilled?
Are you satisfied with your life?

Yes, I know some real deep questions/thoughts to ponder. Can you answer these questions honestly?

And last but not least I leave you with a quote that has meant so much to me. I do not know who said it but found it quite moving:
"I would rather live my life believing and find out it wasn't true than to live my life not believing and find out it is true."

Why do I even try?
I get up every morning. Shower. Put my makeup on. Fix my hair. Antipespirant/Deodrant. Spritz of some yummy smelling body splash. Put on my scrubs. I think I look pretty good. As good as a girl in baggy ole scrubs can. I get to work and as the day progresses, as the chaos takes over, the good looking me, the presentable me, starts to slowly melt away and once I am home and looking in the same mirror that I used to get ready, a whole other me is looking back. I look like Nick Nolte's mug shot!!!!!!!!!!!!

Does anyone know a better way to get concert tickets thru ticketmaster?
This past Saturday it took me about 500,000 tries via cell phone AND internet to get tickets to a concert.That is, getting the section I wanted and no such luck getting on the floor in the first five rows. At one point of frustration I got up and went to a ticketmaster location and they had even worse tickets. So what is the secret? Persistance? Scalper?

Okay so every Wednesday I teach a 5th grade catechism class. To each class/grade there are two teachers. The lady that was the other teacher in this class is leaving since she has a night job now. So it's me and about 10-11 5th graders. Only one girl. I never knew just how rowdy 5th grade boys could be! I enjoyed knowing that one week it was her turn and then the next week was mine. Now I'm all alone and no help in sight. Would you feel a bit frustrated?

Want to hear a funny thought that went thru my brain? Well, I had our puppy fixed. After I did it, I thought did I do something wrong since I'm Catholic? Should I have left intact what nature gave him? After all, I'm preventing life. Funny, huh? My fellow Catholic friend laughed and reminded me I was just being a responsible pet owner.

I colored my hair back dark. I got rid of the golden highlights. I felt I was starting to look like I had trailor trash hair. You know light hair with the dark roots. (Now I'm just kidding with the trailor trash cuz I have lived in a trailor!)

Do you ever read wedding/engagement part of the newspaper? Doesn't it just blow your mind when you start reading the description of the wedding and what the bride wore, and where it was held, where the reception and rehearsal dinner was and where they honeymooned? Doesn't it just blow your mind how much money people spend on this event? To me it sounds like such a waste.
I didn't have all the hoopla. I rented a dress. I got married in a chapel in the mountains. We had about 32 family and friends there. We did it cheap. If I could do it over tho I still wouldn't have all the hoopla but it would probably cost more since I would want to run off, just me and him, to a beach (going to the beach isn't cheap!) where a priest could marry us. (Nothing against my family and friends). Just a simple summer dress (no bikini-like Miss Pamela Kid Rock) and he in rolled up khaki pants. Barefoot of course. And now that I get to thinking about it Catholic weddings have to have witnesses so there would have to be witnesses there and then a photographer or someone holding my digital camera.
Wouldn't want anyone to feel left out, so I would invite whoever wanted to come, to come (that's what we did last time). Goodness! The affair is getting bigger now. I just wanted a private, beautiful moment with my man, God, my beach and ocean!!!

Okay enough rambling for today........BLESSINGS!!!

Shame on the Moon - Bob Seger and The Silver Bullet Band

Until you've been beside a man
You don't know what he wants
You don't know if he cries at night
You don't know if don't
Where nothing comes easy,
old nightmares are real
Until you've been beside a man
You don't know how he feels
But once inside a woman's heart
A man must keep his head
Heaven opens up the door
Where angels fear to tread
Some men go crazy,
some men go slow
Some men go just where they want
Some men never go
CHORUS:
But, oh, blame it on midnight
Ooh, shame on the moon
Oh, blame it on midnight
Ooh, shame on the moon
Everywhere is all around
Comfort in the crowd
Stanger's faces all round
Laughing right out loud
Hey, watch where you're goin',
step light on old toes
Until you've been beside a man
You don't know who he knows
CHORUS

From tmituesday.blogspot.com
TMI TUESDAY #52
1. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?
Insane Clown Posse

2. You seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy crap, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it?
I'm going out for sushi and I'm gonna go to my favorite Catholic book store and buy me a good book.

3. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there?
I am traveling back to the 50's. As most of you know I dig Elvis. Would love to have seen him in his hey day (especially Tupelo, Mississippi 1956). Plus I just feel that the 50's was a time when things were so much more tamer than today. Such an innocent time.
I can so see myself in black horned rimmed glasses, a sweater set, jeans rolled up with saddle shoes.

4. What is your favorite curse word?
Can't say I really have a "favorite" curse word. Have really been trying to clean up my mouth...that is, I sure have been known to cuss like a sailor and be really foul. I hear other people talk and pepper their conversations with such vulgar language. You know use the "F" word as it is "and" or "the" and I thought how much I didn't want to sound like that, especially knowing I was worse. But to be honest, when I get so freakin' mad, and I mean REALLY mad, my word is:
motherf&%ker!
Again, I try to refrain.But sometimes I let it rip!!!!!

5. You have the opportunity to sleep with the movie celebrity of your choice. We are talking no-strings-attached sex and it can only happen once. Who is the lucky celebrity of your choice?
anybody that knows me, knows, I, personally, don't do nor really comprehend, the no-strings-attached sex or casual sex, so if I can re-phrase the question on what movie celebrity I find the hottest and see my self drawn to the persona that they exude: Harry Connick, Jr.

Bonus (as in optional):You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What's it gonna be?
Mind reading. No more trying to figure out what you are thinking about me becuz I will know! Might suck but I will know if you like me, hate me or playin' me.

ARIES (Mar 21- Apr 19) Drinking style: Impulsive Aries people like to party and sometimes don't know when to call it a night. Their competitive streak makes them prone to closing-time shot contests. They're sloppy, fun drunks, and they get mighty flirty after a couple tipples. Getting Aries people drunk is a good way to get what you want out of them, should other methods fail. Aries can become bellicose when blotto, but they will assume that whatever happened should be forgiven (if not forgotten) by sunrise. They can be counted on to do the same for you -- so long as you haven't gone and done anything really horrible to them last night, you sneaky Gemini.

TAURUS (Apr 20 - May 20) Drinking style: Taurus prefers to drink at a leisurely pace, aiming for a mellow glow rather than a full-on zonk. Since a truly intoxicated Taurus is a one-person stampede, the kind of bull-in-a-china-shop inebriate who spills red wine on white carpets and tells fart jokes to employers, the preference for wining and dining (or Bud and buddies) to body shots and barfing is quite fortunate for the rest of us. This is not to say that the Bull is by any means a teetotaler -- god, no. A squiffy Taurus will get, er, gregarious (full of loudmouth soup, some would say) and is extremely amusing to drag to a karaoke bar when intoxicated.

GEMINI (May 21 - Jun 21) Drinking style: Gemini's can drink without changing their behavior much-- they're so naturally chatty and short-attention-spanned that it's just hard to tell sometimes. They can amaze you by conversing with finesse and allusion, then doing something unbelievable in an extremely advanced state of intoxication, like puking in your shoe. Gemini's possess the magic ability to flirt successfully (and uninfuriatingly, which is very tricky) with several people at once. They like to order different cocktails every round -- repetition is boring -- and may create a theme (like yellow drinks: beer, sauvignon blanc and limoncello) for their own amusement.

CANCER (Jun 22 - Jul 22) Drinking style: Cancer is a comfort drinker -- and an extra wine with dinner or an after-work beer or six can be extra comforting, can't it, Cancer darling? Like fellow water signs Scorpio and Pisces, Crabs must guard against lushery. Cancers are brilliant at ferreting out secret parties and insinuating themselves on VIP lists -- and, in true Hollywood style, Cancers are never really drunk; instead, they get "tired and emotional" (read: weepy when lubricated). But there's nothing better than swapping stories (and spit) over a few bottles of inky red wine with your favorite Cancer. Even your second-favorite Cancer will do. The sign also rules the flavor vanilla, and you'd be adored if you served up a vanilla vodka and soda.

LEO (Jul 23 - Aug 22) Drinking style: Leo likes to drink and dance -- they're often fabulous dancers, and usually pretty good drinkers as well, losing their commanding dignity and turning kittenish. Of course, they're quite aware they're darling - Leos will be Leos, after all. They generally know their limit, probably because they loathe losing self-control. When they get over-refreshed, expect flirting to ensue -- and perhaps not with the one who brought them. But Leo's not the type to break rules even when drunk, so just try to ignore it (try harder, Cancer) and expect a sheepish (and hung over) Lion to make it up to you the next day.

VIRGO (Aug 23 - Sept 22) Drinking style: Cerebral Virgos are compelled to impose order onto their bender. Their famously fussy quest for purity could lead to drinking less than other signs, sure -- but it could also lead to drinking booze neat, to sucking down organic wine or just to brand loyalty. They rarely get fully shellacked -- but, oh, when they do! Virgo's controlled by the intellect, but there's an unbridled beast lurking within, and they let it loose when walloped. It's dead sexy (and surprisingly unsloppy). As one Virgo friend used to declare, "I'm going to drink myself into a low level of intelligence tonight." A toast to the subgenius IQ!

LIBRA (Sept 23 - Oct 23) Drinking style: "I'm just a social drinker," slurs Libra, "it's just that I'm so damn social." Libra loves nothing more than to party, mingle and relate to everyone. Whether dipped in favor of Good Libra (with Insta-Friend device set to "on") or heavier on the Evil Libra side (they are little instigators when bored), the Scales can really work a room. Charming as they are, Libras are notoriously lacking in self-control, however, which can get them into all sorts of trouble -- including wearing their wobbly boots waaaay too early in the evening, flirting with their best friend's beau or even blacking out the night's events entirely. Oops!

SCORPIO (Oct 24 - Nov 21) Drinking style: Don't ever tell Scorpios they've had enough, for they'll smirk at you and quietly but intentionally keep tippling till they'rehog-whimpering drunk, out of 100-proof spite. Scorpios like to drink, and screw you if you have a problem with that. Most of them see the sauce as something to savor in itself, and not as a personality-altering tool - though if depressed, self-loathing Scorps seek total obliteration. But generally, they're fascinating drinking pals, brilliant conversationalists and dizzying flirts. They also remember everything -- especially what you did when you were blitzed. Only drink with a Scorpio who likes you.

SAGITTARIUS (Nov 22 - Dec 21) Drinking style: In vino veritas -- and, for Sagittarius, in booze blurtiness: When buttered, they'll spill all your secrets and many of their own. Tactlessness aside, Sagittarius is just plain fun to drink with. This is a sign of serious partying (what else would you expect from the sign of Sinatra, Keith Richards, the Bush twins and Anna Nicole Smith?). They're the people who chat up everyone in the room, then persuade the entire crowd to travel somewhere else -- like a nightclub, or a playground, or Cancun. Good-natured hi-jinks are sure to ensue (including a high possibility of loopy groping; spontaneous Sag is a brilliant booty call).

CAPRICORN (Dec 22 - Jan 19) Drinking style: Capricorn is usually described as practical, steadfast, money-hungry and status-thirsty -- no wonder they get left off the astrological cocktail-party list. But this is the sign of David Bowie and Annie Lennox, not to mention Elvis. Capricorn is the true rock star: independent, powerful and seriously charismatic, not too eager to please. And if they make money being themselves, who are you to quibble? But just like most rock stars, they're either totally on or totally off, and they generally need a little social lubricant to loosen up and enjoy the after party, especially if they can hook up with a cute groupie.

AQUARIUS (Jan 20 - Feb 18) Drinking style: Aquarius and drinking don't go together that well (except for water, that is). They have an innate tendency toward know-it-allism, and if they get an idea while sizzled, they're more stubborn than a stain or a stone. If they're throwing a party or organizing an outing, however, they're too preoccupied with their duties to get combative and they make perfectly charming drunks in that case. Fortunately, they're usually capital drink-nursers. They also make the best designated drivers (if you can get them before they start raising their wrist) Aquarius is fascinated by drunk people and capable of holding interesting conversations with soused strangers while sober.

PISCES (Feb 19 - Mar 20) Drinking style: If you're a Pisces, you've probably already heard that you share a sign and an addictive personality -- with Liz Taylor, Liza Minelli and Kurt Cobain. Not only do Pisces like to lose themselves in the dreamy, out-there feeling that only hooch can give, but they build up a mighty tolerance fast. Who needs an expensive date like that? On the other hand, they're fabulously enchanting partners, whether in conversation or in crime. With the right Pisces, you can start out sharing a pitcher of margaritas and wind up in bed together for days. The phrase "addictive personality" can be read two ways you know.

OKAY-WHICH ONE ARE YOU AND GUESS WHICH ONE I AM???

week of Oct8: Monster Mash

1. What's your favorite Halloween costume? Do you still dress up for Halloween?
My favorite Halloween costume would have to be dressing up as a zombie. I looked like death (obviously). My clothes were ripped and dingy. My face was made up to where one eyeball was hanging out. My face looked as tho the flesh was peeling off. Scary. I have never been one of those girls who had to dress all sexy for Halloween. I usually dressed as something scary. I always thought that dressing up for Halloween was to scare off the evil spirits or atleast confuse them. My second, favorite costume would have to be Elvis. Yes, I am a fan and a chick who dressed as Elvis. I think I looked pretty darn good in my black wig, oversized glasses with sideburn, cape and jump suit. I wish I had a pic that I could put here but until I get a scanner, ain't gonna happen. So obviously, the answer to the second question to question 1 is yes. As a kid I really can't remember getting to get dressed up for Halloween. I remember as a little girl dressing up as a belly dancer and I remember having those plastic Halloween outfits and the mask that covered your face and a rubber band that went around the back of your head to hold them in place but what the outfits were, I can't remember. My step-mom had a real problem about developing film after she took it. So I have no photos to refer.
This year I have two ideas for what I want to be. I don't feel like sharing as it is top secret and I may change my mind. LOL.
At work, for the first time, we will be having a best costume contest.
So perhaps, I shall post a pic of whatever I dress up as.

2. Pumpkin Carving, is it fun or overrated? For me, it's overrated. I have a creative side but for some reason, carving out a pumpkin is not fun to me. I prefer to buy those plastic pumpkins that you can plug into an outlet and use them year after year.

3. What's your fav Halloween treat?
Popcorn balls, candy corn mixed with peanuts (tastes like a Payday candy bar). Carmel apples covered in peanut pieces. When I was a kid I loved jawbreakers, bubblegum, pop rocks, sour candy, wax teeth, or any wax candy. I don't know why I wasn't all hyped up about getting chocolate candy bars.

Now, it's your turn. I tag you with those 3 questions AND what are you getting into this Halloween? What will you dress up as?

How long have you been blogging?
How long do you think you will keep blogging?
I have to be honest and say lately I haven't really felt like blogging.
I haven't had so much to share. Or maybe it's the things I want to
share that I just don't think anyone would be interested to read. And oh so many times I have reached out to anonymous bloggers to be somewhat of a blogger friend or should I say some fellow blog acquaintance and nothing happens. No return comments. No reaching back.
And then again, this is my little area that I can put whatever I want for me. Then again, I have seriously considered that since it's for me, maybe then I should just jot it down in a journal. I dunno.
Has blogging lost it's appeal to me? I think I have met some really cool, really interesting bloggers. But then have I really met you? I think alot of us hide behind our blogs knowing we will never know each other. We can blog about whatever. We could lie or tell half truths. We could paint a whole, untrue picture of ourselves that is not what we are. How would anyone know? And then too, do we really even know how we really come across to others? Maybe what we see and what others see is vastly different.
I have already seen alot here in blogland. I have read things that have touched my heart. I have read things that shocked me. I have seen alot of different people out there. Some full of hate and bitterness.Some so inspirational and beautiful. Some dying for attention. Some I have wondered if things I have read were false or true. Is blogland a fantasy land with bits of reality from time to time? Or just pure fantasy? A place to dwell to be a peeping Tom. I wonder how many actually read my blog. I wonder how many don't comment. I wonder if I have touched anyone.
I wonder how long I will stay here. Life is so busy and yet I have found time to write bits and pieces. Share a bit of myself yet only the tip of my iceberg. So much of me still hidden. So much of me I have to keep for me. I am a very honest open person. I have been genuine. It's just lately I feel as I am in make believe or part of a cartoon and I am sometimes the only human figure in the comic strip. Blogging use to be fun. Maybe I'm just in a rut. I just don't feel I am being very useful here. I don't feel that what I have to share is entertaining or as entertaining to me as it once was. Do I dare bid adieu? Do I bow out? Do I slip away? Just as life does, blogging will go on without me.