What the fuck is wrong with people!! When I speak are you just waiting to talk, I ask because I have begun to repeat myself to the point that even I stopped listening. It had to have been over a dozen times and it seems you still don’t get it. This is becoming tedious beyond an acceptable level…
I overreact when it comes to my son, I am an Italian woman this is expected. When you make fun of what my husband and I have chosen to name him, this is a double insult. I take plenty of unwanted teasing from my group of so-called friends. I hope that someday people will learn that there are somethings that are over the line.
Grit: firmness of character; indomitable spirit; pluck: She has a reputation for grit and common sense.
people, pets, and the constant string of expectations put upon a person when they happen to be giving and a little crazy. So the giving part is part of my personality, I usually embrace it. It seems that a lot of lazy people end up taking advantage of the sweet side. They should beware, I am a Gemini the sassy side is equally memorable. I love having people in my life, it’s important especially with the next generation hanging around now. I just want people to not take the fact that I will clean up after you, as I want to clean up after you. I just want to live in a clean house, where the dishes go into the dishwasher, and someone other than me cares if our home is clean!!!
these are the rantings of an over extended mom, wife, and house mother apparently!
if I can make myself understand I don’t actually hate it, I just hate this or that moment or feeling that really is progress…also tears are not always the worst thing
Yes, we did purchase our house at a steal, you know the exact sum because I heard you yelling about it to persons unknown to me. Yes, we did have the benefit of a first time home buyers credit, this however does not have anything to do with the low price of this home. One of the issues is that your friends, the previous owners were dumb and didn’t maintain everything properly, also the basement and addition are fawlty in too many ways to count on a blog. I don’t want to be your friend, you don’t want to be mine, let’s throw meat over each others fences, and blare music into the wee hours, I’m game if you are….Che can sleep through a war.
I have been very grumpy, I have been reading a great deal about Space Shuttle Atlantis. I have turned the two over in my mind several times and come to the conclusion they are connected. I haven’t seen it in video yet as we are regular programming free and I haven’t looked it up on the webbing yet. There are so many memories and so much wonder wrapped up in the NASA for me personally, I know there are thousands out there who this has saddened. I also know that maybe I am not one of the people anyone would expect to be affected by the (supposedly) last American space shuttle launching from my very own home state which I am thousands of miles away from. For as long as I can remember I watched launches and waited with great anticipation for the sonic boom at re-entry. I was a charter member of my local Young Astronauts Club, until we disband at the live viewing of the Challenger disaster. Also my father and his construction team built the large buildings the rocket boosters are taken to after being retrieved from the water and there they are recycled for later use. I wonder if they’re using the building now or if they will not be refurbishing these particular rocket boosters. I also wonder if they will sit vacant, be used for storage, turned into a museum, or sold for private use. I fear they will be reduced to rubble, I fear that my hopes that one day NASA will be reopened and our future won’t seem so obsolete. When you let a program such as this fall to the wayside you take away our ability to shoot for the stars as a nation, causing a reduction in the collective spirit of hope. Or maybe not, maybe it’s just me…
