Happy Thanksgiving....(A day early)

I know I am a day early, but I am preparing to leave, in a matter of minutes, to drive to South Carolina...it is 3:30 a.m...I have not had any sleep, nor has hubby....please keep us in your prayers, that we arrive safely and that I can get along with my sister in law...

From my family to yours, Have a Wonderful Thanksgiving!

FRIDAY FUNNY

MY LIVING WILL





Last night my sister and I were sitting in the den and I said to her, "I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle to keep me alive. That would be no quality of life at all, If that ever happens, just pull the plug."


So she got up, unplugged the computer, and threw out my wine.


She's such a bitch

Family Feud...And Not The Game Show Variety....

OK...so, as I have stated in an earlier post...I am leaving next Wednesday morning, to drive to SC to see my Mom and Brother for Thanksgiving. I am really looking forward to it, as I have not seen my Mom in a year and a half and my brother in 2 1/2 years....it's just going to be the Hubby and I....the older kids will be with their Dad's..and Max is going to Grandma/Grandpa's....I will miss them, but traveling with them, more than 10 miles is a nightmare.

Anyway, I look forward to seeing my Mom, My brother..but, not my brother's wife.
You see, several months ago, my brother called me crying, which he has never done before...his wife (who I always thought he was too good for) works with him, or should I say "worked" with him....my brother is a boss in his company, his wife worked in the office...one day, several months ago, my brother's boss called him into his office, along with several of the other "higher ups" and told him they had to fire his wife...the reason being, "They caught her on camera, having sex with several different men, on the job"....my brother was devastated....it was very hard on him, I knew he had not been happy with her for years...I felt so bad for him, his heart was broken...he threw her out, she took my youngest niece and left to go stay with her mother...he was going to file for divorce...he was worried about losing his car/his house, the girls...the oldest niece stayed with him for awhile...then, after a couple of months, for whatever reason, he took her back!

OK...I can understand sometimes it's easier to "just take them back" then have to go through a nasty divorce..and as my Aunt told me, "It's his heart, it's his life..she is the mother of his children"..blah, blah, blah...OK, I understand all that. Lord knows I made plenty of mistakes, especially with husband number two...the abuse I took from that man, was worse than any cheating (of which he did too) that he could have done..but, several times, I took him back, before I saw the light and got out of that marriage.

Maybe it's just going to take a little longer for my little brother to "see the light"....whatever....if that is his decision, to keep that toothless, Jerry Springer show reject, all power to him...sometimes, love truly is blind...

The problem I have is...I am still very angry with her....for what she did to my brother and for the fact that now, she blames what she did on my mother and refuses to let my mom see the girls, the very same girls that my Mom has practically raised, whom she baby sat, every day, for years, while they both worked....now that she has no job, she is at home with the girls, but my Mom has to practically beg to see them..these girls were my Mom's life and she is just devastated.

I wanted to have Thanksgiving at my Mom's apartment....ask my brother to just bring the girls over, by himself, but my Aunt (my Mom's sister) felt that I was being unreasonable...OK, so be it. I just know my temper, and I know that when I see her, it's going to be very hard for me to keep my mouth shut....but, for my Mom, (so she can see the girls) and for my brother, because he is my only baby brother, I will try and keep my mouth shut, we will go over to my brothers and pretend to be one happy family...I will try and be "cordial" to the woman, but that is as far as it goes, inside..I will be seething and I probably should duct tape my mouth shut, because Lord Have Mercy on her if I can't....Pray for me!

My brother did say he was going to acquire some good ole' Tennessee Moonshine..lol...maybe that will help me be a little friendlier..or, it could get really scary and go the other way.

Look for us on the next episode of the Jerry Springer show!

The days of our lives......

Seem to be passing us by in a blur...I can't believe.....



and I can't believe it's been almost a week since my last post. I just haven't had a lot to say, not a lot to talk about.

I am feeling better...and the kids haven't gotten sick..knock on wood. I hope they stay healthy. What with the holidays coming, it would really suck for them to get sick...it would suck regardless, as I feel so helpless when one of them gets sick.


(Forewarning...You men may want to skip the next few paragraphs of this post, has it contains women's body functions, you may not care to know about)

So, last week, Friday...I took the kiddos with me to the gym, put them in the day care, while I worked out...they were fine with that, because after my workout, I promised to take them swimming. What I didn't take into account, was that Mother Nature had decided to bestow her monthly gift upon me earlier in the day, and like a dummy, I came to the gym "unprepared"...I realized I didn't have the necessary "replacement items" upon the drive to the gym, but..I thought, oh, well...I seen a "machine" that dispenses those necessary objects in the women's locker room, I had some quarters...everything would be fine. After my workout, I went to the restroom, realized..uh, oh....everything was so not fine...I went and got a quarter out of my handbag, went to the aforementioned "machine" and it took my quarter...my only quarter, and didn't give me anything...I had Max in the locker room with me, suiting up, so I finished up in the restroom, temporarily created a "toilet paper diaper" for myself, drug Max behind me and went back out to the lobby, to ask one of the girls, that works at the gym, what was wrong with the machine....she goes, "It actually let you put a quarter in it? Well, that's surprising, we don't stock those"...um, you don't what? You have got to be kidding me? I pay $45 a month to come here, you people can't keep sanitary items in the women's locker room? That is ridiculous! So, I proceeded to beg each girl that worked there for one, to no avail....3 girls, not a one of them had a damned tampon. I was screwed....I thought, there is no way I can take them swimming, Max started to cry, we went back to the locker room....I was in a conundrum...what to do, what to do...I didn't want to break the boys heart, so I wadded up more toilet paper, stuffed it down in my pants and went out to the pool, still in my workout clothes, I sat down in a chair, let them play in the pool...for almost an hour, I sat there, praying I wouldn't leave a huge mess everywhere...thankfully, the toilet paper held up, for almost that an hour...until GUSH!!!! Holy shit...I jumped up, wrapped a towel around my waist, and yelled at the boys, "We have got to go and we have got to go now!!!"...they didn't understand why I had to pull them out of the pool...I tried to explain, as subtlety as I could, why....Aaron kind of understood, and was really sweet about it, he was like that's fine Mom, I have swam enough....I want to get home and watch my show on t.v. anyway...Max on the other hand, was not happy with me....I drug him off to the locker room, while Aaron went to the men's to change back into his clothes. While in the restroom, I thought to myself, I am not going to be able to make it home, without a huge mess....I was so mad at myself, I came out of the restroom and there was a new woman in there, getting ready to change her clothes and I approached her, with a pleading look and begged her, Please do you have a tampon? She did! Hallelujah! She was very sweet about it, we chatted for couple of minutes and I went back to the restroom part of the locker room, where Max was standing, now keep in mind, he really didn't know what was going on, he just knew Mom needed "something", and was desperate to have it...he seen my face, the tampon in my hand, he knew I had finally gotten what I needed...I told him to stand out side of the stall, I would be right out, and while in there, he goes, "So, Mom...did you get your coupon?"...I lost it..I laughed so hard, I could barely breathe....

That kid can say some of the darnedest things...I thought that was too cute not to share with the rest of you women out there. I am sure all of you , at one time or the other have had to deal with the same thing...Have you ever had to approach a stranger, ask for a sanitary item? Been caught without one? I swear, I will never let myself get caught in that situation again. My glove box of my car, now contains tampons, my desk at work, my purse will never be without one again. That was so embarrassing..especially since I was alone, with my two little boys, who I really don't care to explain the "birds and the bees" to at this point.

Ok..moving on...let's see, one day last week, I set up an account on face book...look for me, add me as a friend if you want....I am under Donna Hatke....I signed up basically to try and reconnect with my older boys a little more, as they have Face book accounts...and also, to try and find/locate some of the people I went to high school with, people from my hometown of Williamston, South Carolina....I found a couple...and surprisingly, one of my favorite bloggers, Raquel...found me! Hi, Raquel! I think I like it a little better than MySpace.....

Saturday, I slept in until around 9 a.m....that was as long as Max would let me sleep, before he started his demands of being fed...he gets up at the crack of dawn...and usually, he is ok for an hour or so, watching cartoons, playing with his action figures/army guys, until he can't stand it and has to get me up.
I spent the afternoon, syncing Aaron's Ipod and my Ipod, deleting songs/adding songs, etc....Hubby had worked the night before, so I tried to keep the boys as quiet as possible, so that he could get some sleep....After he woke up, we all showered and dressed, he took us out to eat at La Scala's....a wonderful Italian restaurant in downtown West Lafayette....the food was amazing...the boys actually behaved themselves...we had a nice evening. After Max went to bed, hubby went to work, Aaron and I stayed up and watched a movie on the computer together...

Sunday...we went to the movies..we seen this...


I was a little concerned about it being too graphic for the kids, but it was rated PG 13....so, I figured it wouldn't be too bad....and it wasn't. I wasn't 100% thrilled with it, due to some of the language...but, the boys know not to repeat some of the things they heard. Why can't they make a movie without having to curse so much? Anyway, Aaron loves James Bond...and had been begging me to go see it, Max was indifferent....he just wanted to go to the movies..because it meant popcorn/candy...that's all he cared about. Anyway, the movie was action packed...and loud...my Gosh, was it loud. Max had a hard time staying quiet...he got bored with it quickly...so, after two trips to the bathroom with him, a lot of shushing, we finally got through the movie and headed home.
I made some homemade chicken and dumplings for dinner...we ate, cleaned up and spent the rest of the evening relaxing...

Now, it's back to work...and I am in for a long, long week. I do have some consolation though...after this week, I only have to work two days next week, then I am going to SC to visit my Mom and brother for the Thanksgiving Holidays...I can't wait.

Hope you all have a good week!

Dixiechick...out!

Friday Funny...Dairy of a snow shoveler....(Warning..long post, but so funny!)

Subject: Diary of a Snow Shoveler



I guess you folks all know it snowed here last night. Here's a little something to warm up your souls.

December 8: 6:00 PM. It started to snow. The first snow of the season
and the wife and I took our cocktails and sat for hours by the window
watching the huge soft flakes drift down from heaven.
It looked like a Grandma Moses Print. So romantic we felt like newlyweds
again. I love snow!

December 9: We woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering
every inch of the landscape. What a fantastic sight!
Can there be a more lovely place in the Whole World? Moving here was the
best idea I've ever had.
Shoveled for the first time in years, felt like a boy again.
I did both our driveway and the sidewalks.
This afternoon the snowplow came along and covered up the sidewalks and
closed in the driveway, so I got to shovel again. What a perfect life.

December 12: The sun has melted all our lovely snow. Such a
disappointment.
My neighbor tells me not to worry, we'll definitely have a white
Christmas. No snow on Christmas would be awful!
Bob says we'll have so much snow by the end of winter, that I'll never want
to see snow again.
I don't think that's possible. Bob is such a nice man, I'm glad he's our
neighbor.

December 14: Snow, lovely snow! 8" last night. The temperature dropped
to -20. The cold makes everything sparkle so.
The wind took my breath away, but I warmed up by shoveling the driveway and
sidewalks. This is the life!
The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again. I
didn't realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I'll
certainly get back in shape this way. I wish I wouldn't huff and puff so.

December 15: 20 inches forecast. Sold my van and bought a 4x4 Blazer.
Bought snow tires for the wife's car and two extra shovels. Stocked the
freezer.
The wife wants a wood stove in case the electricity goes out. I think
that's silly. We aren't in Alaska, after all.

December 16: Ice storm this morning. Fell on my ass on the ice in the
driveway putting down salt. Hurt like hell. The wife laughed for an hour,
which I think was very cruel.

December 17: Still way below freezing. Roads are too icy to go anywhere.
Electricity was off for five hours. I had to pile the blankets on to stay
warm.
Nothing to do but stare at the wife and try not to irritate her. Guess I
should've bought a wood stove, but won't admit it to her.
God I hate it when she's right. I can't believe I'm freezing to death in
my own living room.

December 20: Electricity's back on, but had another 14" of the damn stuff
last night. More shoveling. Took all day.
Damn snowplow came by twice. Tried to find a neighbor kid to shovel, but
they said they're too busy playing hockey. I think they're lying.
Called the only hardware store around to see about buying a snow blower,
and they're out. Might have another shipment in March. I think they're
lying.
Bob says I have to shovel or the city will have it done and bill me. I
think he's lying.

December 22: Bob was right about a white Christmas, because 13 more inches
of the white shit fell today, and it's so cold it probably won't melt 'til
August.
Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to shovel, and then I
had to piss. By the time I got undressed, pissed and dressed again, I was
too tired to shovel!
Tried to hire Bob, who has a plow on his truck, for the rest of the winter;
but he says he's too busy. I think the asshole is lying.

December 23: Only 2" of snow today, and it warmed up to "0". The wife
wanted me to decorate the front of the house this morning. What, is she
nuts!!!
Why didn't she tell me to do that a month ago? She says she did, but I
think she's lying.

December 24: 6". Snow packed so hard by snowplow, I broke the shovel.
Thought I was having a heart attack.
If I ever catch the son-of-a----- who drives that snowplow, I'll drag him
through the snow by his balls and beat him to death with my broken shovel.
I know he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling
and then he comes down the street at a 100 miles an hour and throws snow
all over everywhere I've just been!
Tonight the wife wanted me to sing Christmas carols with her and open our
presents, but I was too busy watching for the damn snowplow.

December 25: Merry F!=3D@x@!x!x1 Christmas. 20 more inches of the
!=3D@x@!x!x1 slop tonight. Snowed in. The idea of shoveling makes my
blood boil.
God, I hate the snow! Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a
donation and I hit him over the head with my shovel. The wife says I have
a bad attitude. I think she's a fricking idiot. If I have to watch "It's
a Wonderful Life" one more time, I'm going to stuff her into the microwave.

December 26: Still snowed in. Why the hell did I ever move here? It was
all HER idea. She's really getting on my nerves.

December 27: Temperature dropped to -30, and the pipes froze. Plumber
came after 14 hours of waiting for him; he only charged me $1,400 to
replace all my pipes.

December 28: Warmed up to above -50. Still snowed in. The BITCH is
driving me crazy!!!!!

December 29: 10 more inches. Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it
could cave in. That's the silliest thing I ever heard. How dumb does he
think I am?


December 30: Roof caved in. I beat up the snow plow driver. He is now
suing me for a million dollars; not for only the beating I gave him, but
also for trying to shove the broken snow shovel up his ass. The wife went
home to her mother. 9" predicted.

December 31: I set fire to what's left of the house. No more shoveling.

January 8: Feel so good. I just love those little white pills they keep
giving me. Why am I tied to the bed?

The Flu....running rampant!

I am sick...missed work yesterday...I think it's the flu..my throat is sore, my head is stuffed up/achy, my body is sore/achy...I am so tired. I feel like I have a ton of bricks lying on my chest, I haven't been to the gym in four days....doubt I will go today. I am at work, but I don't want to be..missing yesterday guarantees no one will speak to me for the next two or three days....My hubby has been sick, he's just now getting over it...tells me it lasts about a week...yay! Just pray my kiddos don't get it....

Waahhhhhh! I want to go home!

The first major comment...from our President Elect.....

My Ancestry...

I haven't talked a lot about my past....how I grew up...my childhood..nor, have I talked about my heritage....as you may have perceived, via the title of my blog, I grew up in the south...the deep south...that I did...but, I was born in North Carolina..Ashville, to be exact....my Mom, married my dad when she was only 15 years old....that is one truth of the south..the women marry young...anyway, my dad was a truck driver...he drove the big rigs....one day, he came home from a run to California....he had been gone for several days....upon arriving home, he had complained to my Mom, who was only 18 years old at the time, that he didn't feel good...his chest hurt, his head hurt, he was going to lie down....my Mom went in to check on him, because she heard him cry out, and he ended up having a massive coronary and died in my Mama's arms...she was 2 months pregnant with me...I never met my Dad....Often, I am sad about that...my Mom remarried when I was two years old, and my Step Dad...he was a good guy....he raised me, but I kept my real dad's last name...and his heritage....you see, my real Dad...Eddie....was half Cherokee Indian..my Real Grandmother/Grandfather, whom I never met...were full blooded Cherokee Indians....my father was raised in foster care, so my real relatives have never been a part of my life...but, I know, due to my ancestry, that I am a 1/4 Cherokee...and when I listen to music, made by my ancestors...it touches a special place in my heart....as a child, my mother and step father took me and my brother to Cherokee NC many times....I danced the "rain dance", I wore the head dress...I had my own special tomahawk and female Indian dress....those memories are so special to me...and I so much want to be able to share those with my children....Where you come from means so much.....never be ashamed of your heritage...each country, each nationality has it's own special place in the world; embrace it, honor it and accept it....love one another......you may be around your friends, your loved ones, each and every day, but do you truly know them? Do you truly know yourself? If not, research your family history, see where your roots grew from, and embrace them, love them and be proud of them...I know that I am.

If I can one day look like and be able to do this....

Then I have truly reached my fitness goal...does this chick not have a freaking smoking body? How many more days at the gym do I have to go to achieve this? I am down to 114 lbs....and I am still what you call "skinny fat".....keep in mind, I have had four kids...and I doubt that I can achieve that stomach without a tummy tuck..but, dang it...I am trying....

I am no longer "dieting"...I watch what I eat every day....I have a gym membership...but, I don't have a trainer....I think that's what I need to pay extra for....and I will do so willingly..if they can teach me what I need to know to sculpt my body like hers...is that possible?

Belated Weekend/Halloween....

Wow, where is time going? Honestly....Halloween is over, we have elected a new President...and we are headed downhill, rapidly to Thanksgiving...I was in Hell-Mart yesterday....Christmas trees are up, decorations are out...and I have not even started my shopping. I feel like my life is passing by in a blur....

That's why I have not posted about our Halloween, or the previous weekend....I won't elaborate...old news now...I took the kids trick-or-treating...the ex tagged along for Aaron...can you say awkward? Then hubby invited him to tag along with us to the local Pizza King for dinner....I could have kicked his butt....but, it made Aaron happy...so, what's a mom and ex wife to do?

Anyway, here are a few pictures from Halloween.....


Max..as a Power Ranger....

Aaron...as a soldier....

I took pics of them afterwards...sorting their candy..but, unfortunately...the flash on my camera didn't work right, the pictures came out way too dark.
Anyway, they had fun....that's all that matters...

Now, I have to keep the candy hid, dole it out sparingly, or Max would get into it and eat it all in one setting.

My Saturday was spent running to Waveland to get Justin, grocery shopping, etc...
I did make a huge pot of chili...it was so yummy. I am talking a stock pot full...with cornbread...By Sunday night, it was gone...seriously...I had one little bowl...but the boys, ate it up! I went to the gym Saturday night...I like going on the weekends...late in the evening...hardly anyone is there. Nothing irritates me more than to go and find the place packed and have to wait on machines...that happened to me Monday..my work out normally takes an hour and a half..but Monday night it took 2 hours!

On the job front..Mr. Burns finished last week, hardly speaking to me, nor I to him....this week, he has been cordial...I still haven't put my personal effects back out on my desk, don't know if I will...because next time, which I am sure there will be a next time, that he goes off on me...I am walking out. I am smart, work hard and attractive...I should have no problem finding a new job..I mean, we have several hospitals, Purdue University, Ivy Tech, plus several Manufacturing plants, of which I am sure need office help...I can find another job. If things go smoothly, then I will wait until after Christmas, we file our income taxes, so when I do quit, and I don't have another job lined up, then we will be ok financially for a while until I do find one.

Well, that's about it...it's hump day...got to get through it and the rest of the week is easy peazy.

Have a good one everyone!

Election Day....

I voted..did you?

My first time ever..isn't that a shame...but, at least I finally did....I don't know why I felt so compelled this time....I watched the debates....I swayed back and forth, and I'm not sure I am 100% comfortable with my decision..but...It will be what it will be...

If you haven't voted, and you are registered, please do so...depending on where you live the polls are open until 6, or 7 p.m....make a difference...Vote!