I think that I have mentioned a couple times or so that I collect Apples and that is my kitchen theme.  So I wanted to share with you what I have gotten since I moved into the house.  All of these things I have received as presents from family and friends.

I got these from Paul (from my other family parent) For my birthday.

And this which we believe is a soup bowl, but how the hell would we know?

And finally these and yes I know I am spoiled.

My Momma bought me these.

And this cookie jar.

And then she got me this soap dispenser and salt and paper shakers that go with my apple canisters.

That is part of my collection and a big thanks to Paul and my Momma and Dad.  I know it’s silly, but the apples make me smile!

Much like talking/writing.  Not because U haven’t had much to discuss, but because I have been trying to sort stuff out in my head.  Work stuff, my personal stuff and other little stuff.  And the thing is they are all overlapping.  I feel there are some things that I need to do.  People I need to discuss things with.  Things I need to do to take care of myself. And to be frank I am so worn out I haven’t got the energy to do any of those things. 
The bitch of it is it is a vicious cycle.  I need to do the things and I know that I do, but I am just to damn tired to care.  So I’m sorting order of importance and what I should do.  So bare with me people.  I’m a smart lady, but sometimes just the battle between heart and head sucks!

I don’t have that much art on the walls but I do have this picture which my momma and dad bought for me when I graduated from either high school or O.C.C.! It still means everything to me to this day.  It touches my soul to look at it.  And I guess from what everybody says art should do that.

Well I did it.  I went shopping, paid bills, got gas for truck, got dinner and a movie which is what I do on pay day!  Then I went home for a fun filled night of Chinese food and watching Zohan!

Yep! As you can see with a full belly, couple warm blankets, my dog Tyler and my cat Kiya I slept through most of the movie!  But it was great to be home, curled up with my “kids” and as you can see they didn’t mind!

Damn it’s cold and I just got home from work.  Looking forward to having tomorrow off even though I know most of it will be spent running errands and shopping.  Both which I hate by the way.  Trying to decide what to buy and which bills to pay.  Trying to decide what can be paid and what has to go a little bit longer.  You know I don’t really need to be a rich woman but a couple hundred bucks a month would be great!
My dog is getting older and he gets gas more often and you know what he smells like ass.  I mean so bad that the nose hairs curl.  Of course I am getting older too and when I fart it ain’t roses either so why am I bitching?
Why am I talking about shopping and a stinky puppy?  Because it’s after midnight and man am I tired! Good night!

Okay next couple of days are going to be busy I will be filling in some shifts at work so I might be gone, but you are all close in my heart.  I have had such a great day that I feel blessed. Nothing outside the ordinary I worked, but the day was so smooth and my residents were content and happy.  Makes it all good.  Then I walk in the door and everybody is so happy to see me.  How could I ask for more?  And I heard from my college roommate, but I will go into that when I have more time!  Take care and enjoy!

As you know I live in Michigan and we are having another winter storm.  I love the beauty of white snow in the moonlight.  I love that it looks like it has tiny bits of glitter in it.  But my first thought is always something my momma says, “The snow is asshole deep to a big tall indian.” And tonight it was.  It’s one of the phrases that just sticks with a person.  I”ll have to ask her sometime who she learned it from.  If I were to guess I would say Grandpa, but I’m not sure. 

Michigan winter is both a delight and a pain in the ass.  Wet feet, wet pant legs and air so cold I think I might pee walking from the garage to the house.  Then there is that hidden fear if I pee will my jeans freeze to my butt?  Then there is snow on the dogs nose which looks so cute, but he is looking at me like Momma I don’t have any balls to freeze off, but this cold isn’t doing that much for the rest of me.

And then there is watching the husband come in the door looking like frosty because he just spent an hour trying to clear the sidewalk.  Part of me feels like I should give him a top hat and a carrot, but I usually just smile and say thanks.

And the best part of winter is four wheel drive and the snow piles the city shoves in front of my driveway.  It’s like a truck rally getting out to the road.  Hold on tight Gomer this is a biggin! 

So now that I am safely tucked away in the house and my toes are warming up I’m going to sign off for the night.  Goodnight all!

I have given myself ten minutes on-line to say hello.  Why ten minutes?  Well we got inter-net and cable so we have been slacking in the household chores department lately.  My husband tore up the tub, caulked it and put it all together while I slept blissfully through the night.  So I have the case of the guilts.  Granted our current living situation puts more household chores on him, but if he is removing tubs and putting them back I should do some clothes and dishes. 

So I have had my morning cup of pop (small size) and took my pills so I figure ten minutes to get situated and I will begin.  Then I will bust ass for an hour before I have to go to work.  That means coming up with the right music for the job.  I’m thinking maybe today I feel like the Eagles.  Uh-oh time to go! Have a great day everyone!  I know I am going to! 

Most of the the time the number of males in my house are four.  But that includes two cats, one bird and my husband.  This morning I wake up to seven.  Adding to the list my twenty year old nephew and his two friends.  You might think since I worked yesterday and again today waking up to extra company might be a pain in the ass, but it’s really not.  They are so young, so full of energy and bullshit that it makes it a joy to have them all here.  So there are couple of more cups to wash and maybe the residual smell of farts and socks may linger, but the fact is when most young men are running far away from people over the age of thirty they come here.  Here where they know they are safe, where they can be themselves without judgement.  These guys were here playing cards for 12 hours and that means 12 less hours they were out there somewhere.  I known each of them since they were little boys and if I walk in to see their faces every night this week I would be alright with that (I could do with a few less farts). 

I have been trying to think of something witty to talk about tonight and then I watched the Barbra Walters special where she is interviewing Patrick Swayze and his wife.  As I sat there listening to him talk about his battle with pancreatic cancer, his new series and his marriage to his wife for 33 years, my first thought is if any mother fucker could give cancer a run for it’s money then it would be him.  Then I thought back to all his movies that I have loved over the years. The Outsiders, Dirty Dancing and Road House were three of the movies he made that I loved.  But almost 33 years of marriage in Hollywood now that is something!  Stage 4 pancreatic cancer kills quickly in most cases just a couple of months and Patrick is still battling a year after diagnosis.  The man is a fighter and it was inspiring to hear what he had to say.  His series is call The Beast and that premieres next week.  I’ll be watching because he says he feels it is some of his best work of his career.  And after a career like his it should be awesome!