Twenty-seven scapules on the tray
Twenty-seven scapules there
Take one off
Hand it to the doc
twenty-six scapules left on the tray

apathy

Main Entry: ap·a·thy
Pronunciation: 'a-p&-thE

Function: noun
Etymology: Greek apatheia, from apathEs without feeling,
from a- + pathos emotion -- more at PATHOS

1 : lack of feeling or emotion : IMPASSIVENESS
2 : lack of interest or concern : INDIFFERENCE

it's coming.........

"Thirty scapules on the tray
Thirty scapules on the tray
Take one off
Give it to the doc
twenty-nine scapules left on the tray"

GUILTY and never assumed innocent

so it seems again i have no life............
i'm reduced to tears................
and wondering why my husband (the male race) is a complete jerk!

it hasn't been a great two weeks anyways....i'm limping home after work and want to just crawl into bed and die. But......my husband has STARTED his new way of eating (whatEVER)....it's only been 4 days....and i am already becoming the can't have person......or he's the extreme man who won't even eat what he can..........

Then there is the delimia that i will be having surgery in the next few weeks, like he's going to stay on the diet........if i don't fix he pouts........

i wanted pizza tonight......he made me feel pretty guilty and threw a small tantrum saying he won't eat anything tonight will just starve........................UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! With that guilt....how can i stay so cuddled up in my blankets ready to just sleep away into the morning? How is it my JOB to keep him on this diet, prepare the food.....when I AM DOING ALL THE WORK........i want him to lose some weight...it will be more healthy for him.....but if he doesn't take any ownership.....this is just going to be a diet and not a life style change in eating........the thing is, i SOOOO understand and i feel for me, my gastric bypass was the best thing i've ever done to help with this struggle with food.....

this comes back to I HAVE NO LIFE OF MY OWN.......................................................i'm losing friends or people i can talk to................i'm not even sure if i've burn my bridges with my counselor, sponsor and husband.........................

TO WANDA!

ok....i know i'm not the only one who's seen this happen but then again its the Walmart Parking lot on a very HOT day on the NORTHSIDE of Tulsa dubbed Ghetto Mart... Here's the setting...I'm walking out pushing my $150 worth of food for the week....and i turn around to see what the commotion was all about. Here was a 30 something black lady in a really paint needed van that was parked in a handicapped stop with another really need a bumper car waiting for that stop....what's the difference.....the car was honking it's horn to make the lady move a little faster....mind you both have handicapped stickers....it was the heafty white lady that started screaming out the window for the other to move....which of course ticked the other woman off and i think made her go even slower...when all was said and done....and she GOT her spot. She didn't even get out of the car AND there were TWO other handicapped spots open....ha

Just another one for the books.

Are you HELPLESS?

OK....how are is it to open a can, put contents in a pan, cook until hot and then pour into a bowl?

are men so helpless?

Mentalpause......

it's that what it should be called?

Why men fear women: "you gotta be afraid of someone who can bleed for a whole week and still not die".

Little Miss America

Well, we have added to our family and it's a GIRL!!! She was born on tax day 4/15 of this year. and a wonderful addition to our family...alast this is the only true way to be a parent...potty traing is killing me!

We live
we love
We forgive
and never give up
Cuz the days
we are given
are gifts from above
And today we remember
to live and to love

LIFE SUCKS CUBED

Lollipop, Lollipop

Oh lolli lolli lolli

Lollipop, Lollipop....

WHERE'S THE TIAQULIA?

Ugly Duckling

I was so unique
Now I feel skin deep
I count on the make-up to cover it all
Crying myself to sleep cause I cannot keep their attention
I thought I could be strong
But it's killing me

Does someone hear my cry?
I'm dying for new life

I want to be beautiful
Make you stand in awe
Look inside my heart, and be amazed
I want to hear you say
Who I am is quite enough
Just want to be worthy of love
And beautiful

Sometimes I wish I was someone other than me
Fighting to make the mirror happy
Trying to find whatever is missing
Won't you help me back to glory

Road Warriors

Read an interesting article last week in the Tulsa World

(not recommended reading but it passes time!…bored) and I’ve added a few touches. THOU SHALT NOT IGNORE

THE 10 DRIVER'S COMMANDMENTS

Thou shalt NOT throw wadded up papers and/or cigarettes out the window.
I think people must want to keep those guys in the orange vest busy pick up trash as cars go whizzing by. But seriously can you just put your trash in the backseat and clean it out when you feel like it? Besides, smoking is bad for your health – it’s time to quit!

Thou shalt NOT finger-scrawl ‘WASH ME” on thy neighbor’s car/windows.
I have to admit I have done this a few times…but with Oklahoma RED clay dust….wash your car more often (ok…lately we have had enough rain to wash away the dirt…but the heat will be coming soon enough and dry things out!! At least I hope.

Thou shalt WAIT thy dang turn at a stop sign.
Did anyone read the driving manual…come to a COMPLETE stop – not the quick rolling stop. I live at a three way stop sign…I think its more like an exception that people stop…I’ve even seen the cops not stop. That’s a good example – NOT. Yield to the driver on your right if it is a tie.

Thou shalt most certainly NOT change clothes/make up/reading a book/newspaper while driving.
Hmmmm, it’s interesting to see someone changing their shirt and even bra…they must be pretty talented…I can barely do that in the bedroom. Make up…come on….if you late…go in zits and all….you can always put that on during working hours and get paid for it. Let me not for get the guys…don’t use the electric shaver/read the paper as you commute to the J.O.B. it’s not like the Tulsa World is a newspaper worth reading!

Thou shalt NOT take up two parking spots.
If you don’t want scratches on your car…don’t buy a shinny new car. Get over it…besides I know when opening my door, it’s hard not to…(I try really hard if I see someone in the car though!)

Thou shalt NOT peel out of a busy QuikTrip as if you are Jeff Gordon at Texas Motor Speedway.
The peel out also goes along with the LOUD MUSAK. Why do people think I want to hear or feel the vibrations of the mega speakers. (boy I sound like I’m old) And of course, peeling out of the driving way to leave the rubber tracks behind the spinners tires.

Thou shalt NOT drive on 169 in the left lane at 55 mph.
It is a usually OLDER person who shouldn’t be driving on the expressway in the first place. If you can’t at least go the speed limit…. STAY IN THE FAR RIGHT LANE.

Thou shalt BE courteous and use the TURN SIGNALS.
Again, I’m not so sure people know what that lever is for. I’m sure they wonder why their car has that gadget. If you are going to turn left…use it and after the turn, TURN IT OFF…nothing like having someone’s blinker on continuous not know if and when they might migrate into another lane.

Thou shalt NOT stop in the middle of the road for EMSA/FIRE TRUCKS/POLICE.
Panic sets in to anyone who sees or hears the sirens blaring…why do you want to stop in the middle of the road? Pull over to the right hand side and let the vehicle pass by…it just might be someone you know!!

Thou shalt NOT TALK ON THE DANG PHONE WITH ONLY ONE HAND ON THE WHEEL!!!!
My biggest pet peeve out of everything…what would people do without the contraption to their ear…or the blue tooth philosophy of talking to yourself. And how in the world do people text while driving? I usually pull over because I’m just not as talented I guess.