Sugar and Cyanide

middle finger award: call a hate crime a hate crime

2012-01-25T07:00:00.002-05:00

Football is a contact sport. Players get heated. Stuff happens. This stuff happened between two high school football teams a few days ago. An American quarterback took a knee and four Saudi players from the opposing team left the group and attacked him on the field. The story is here.

The line that pisses me off the most is this one:

Attorneys are asking Prosecutor Kym Worthy to reconsider. In fact, they're asking for the charges to be dismissed altogether. The argument? If these were white football players, they wouldn't be charged.

Anyone else wanna call bullshit??? If it had been about four American players attacking a Saudi quarterback, shit would have hit the fan, riots would start in the streets and the words "hate crime" would be thrown left and right.

Oh, wait...

My mistake.

I meant four *white* players attacking a *brown* player. Does "hate crime" count in a box of crayons?

So, middle finger award on three different categories:

Award one given to the players who were poor sports when they lost.

Award two given to the assholic Saudi, or, using his verbage, brown, lawyer being a blatant racist.

Award three to the fucker who came up with the one-way street of "hate crimes" where only Causcasians Americans can apparently perpetrate it.

Okay, soap box put away :). I feel better now.

Next, we will talk about tomato paste begin called a vegetable by congress. Funny, don't remember my tomatoes having extra sugar in them....

Peace, Love and (gotta love a one way street) Zombies \IiiI

the rape of a classic

2012-01-23T08:47:00.006-05:00

I am a horror movie aficionado. I *know* horror. I have watched the best of the best and the bottom of the barrel. If it is great, I say it. If I think it sucks, I say that too. I will even give some horrible horror movies credit on certain things. Not this one.

No way in hell.

Never.

This was total shit.

The movie I am talking about is one of a rash of what Hollywood calls "remakes". I call them garbage.

The newest bain of my existence?

Fright Night.

The original was amazing. It was funny. It was erotic. It was a good time had by all. This one sucks donkey ass.

The storyline from the original "Fright Night" with Chris Sarandon, William Ragsdale and Roddy McDowall was raped beyond recognition. Colin Farrell is nice to look at and, if the people who made this film had stuck closer to the original could have been one hot vampire. Instead, it was a total joke.

The storyline was hurried. And I don't mean like it was sped up for action. It was completely disjointed and shitty. There is no background, no "oh my, what is happening next door?" feel. You are left waiting for someone to give you something, anything, to, for lack of better words, sink your teeth into.

In this version, Charlie is a fucking loser who turns on his best friend, Ed, who, in this movie, is nothing more than a geek with no "evil" in him, and is the one who discovers Dandridge's secret instantly. You never know how he assumes Dandridge is a vampire. There is no build-up to the discovery. Billy, Dandridge's handler, isn't even in the film. Peter Vincent, who in this movie is played by David Tenant, is a fucking Criss Angel wannabe. Amy, played by Imogen Poots, is now a strong-willed hottie who wants to jump Charlie's bones instead of the innocent girl she once was. Suddenly, Dandridge is creating an army of vampires. The sexiness of the originals' dance club and bedroom scene, where Dandridge is seducing Amy, a girl who looks exactly like another that Dandridge had fallen in love with centuries earlier (another fact left out of this one), are completely obliterated. Dandridge claims he is 400 years old, even though in the originals' sequel, Fright Night II, his sister says he was 2000 years old. The only idea kept from the original to this one: Dandridge's apple addiction.

God, this movie is shit.

Shit shit shit.

Granted, there are those who like to say that they like horror movies who love this. They also loved "Paranormal Activity" which explains *a lot*.

My friends, just because you "like" horror movies doesn't mean you *get* horror movies. This wasn't horror by any stretch of the imagination. It is a travesty.

So, there you have it. The rape of a classic. Horror movies are losing their true touch, taste and feel in lieu of something that doesn't actually have a name other than trash.

On the zombie moan meter, I get it -900000000000.

Don't do it.

You have been warned.

Peace, Love and (chris sarandon, why did you do a cameo in the shit?) Zombies \IiiI

can't have just one

2012-01-20T09:16:00.002-05:00

Apparently, the two question diddy I did yesterday, seen here, has more to it. It has, like, rules and stuff. Martina over at Southern Dysfunction invited me to do that one so, because I love her I will :).

The Rules

1. Post the rules. (check)

2. You must post 11 random things about yourself. (been there, done that)

3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post. (okie dokie)

4. Create 11 new questions for the people to answer. (ugh, work now?)

5. Go to their blog and tell them you tagged them. (fine)

6. You have to legitimately tag 11 people. (or else what, hmmm? getting bossy now aren't we?)

Martina's questions:

1. In the event of the zombie apocalypse, do you think you'd have a shot at survival and if so, why? I am just going to stare at you for a moment and let you think about who you are talking to.... Yes, I would survive. I am the goddess of all things undead and I am one hell of a shot.

2. Do you believe in ghosts? Absolutely. Have had very real experiences more than once.

3. What creeps you out? Hmmmm, what creeps me out. Kids who let their pimply asses hang out of their pants and clowns of any kind. Be they happy or sad, they all want to secretly rip you limb from limb and eat you for dinner...oh, and any movie with Tom Hanks. Hate him. Hate. Him.

4. If you had your own private island, what and who would you bring with you? Oh my. My best girlfriends, a lifetime supply of tootsie rolls and Coca-cola, my Kindle Fire, a shitload of beading materials...this could go on forever.

5. If you could live anywhere in the world other than where you currently reside, where would it be and why? Texas, because it is the greatest state in the union, or Ireland, just cuz it's purty.

6. Why do you blog? To save the lives of my husband, children, and, well, basically the entire planet. If I don't get it out here, I will have to find me a clocktower.

7. Do you believe in Karma? 1000%. You get what you give. Shitster instantly comes to mind...

8. Do you have any guilty pleasures and if so what are they? Don't really have any. That is so sad.

9. What is your favorite season and why? Autumn. It is the perfect combo of temps, colors and scents.

10. What is your favorite kind of music? I love it all, save for death metal. Those people scare me.

11. What is your favorite book/ who is your favorite author and why? Favorite book of all time is definitely "The Talisman" by Stephen King. Favorite author is Julie Childs. Love how she can draw you into her stories and make you feel like you are there.

Now, my questions. This sucks...

1. If you could go back to one age and do that year again, how old would you be and what do you think you would do differently, if anything?

2. What is your favorite movie genre and why?

3. If you could have anyone portray you in a movie based on your life, who would you want?

4. Do you believe that there is life "out there"? If so, why?

5. You have been given the opportunity to have a super power. What would you want and why?

6. What is the craziest thing you have ever done on a dare?

7. What do you consider "sexy"?

8. What is your biggest pet peeve?

9. The zombie apocalypse is nigh. Where is the safest place for you to hide?

10. You need three people on your zombie eradication team. Who would they be and why did you choose them?

11. Where do you think the zombie uprising will start and what caused it?

Ouch. My brain hurts.

So, you know me and tagging. Ain't the best at it. If you see these, you is tagged. Answer them and let me know so I can see how your crazy little mind works :).

I have to go now. Need aspirin...

Peace, Love and (brain no likey) Zombies \IiiI

Just cuz

2012-01-19T09:45:00.003-05:00

My beautiful witchy friend, Magaly, tagged me to answer a couple questions that she was tagged in. Sounds like fun to me :). Here we go:

Where is your favourite place? Why? My best friends' moms' backyard in El Paso. It is the most beautiful oasis in the desert you will ever find. I swear, Wiley is just this side of Snow White with all the turtles and birds and other desertland creatures that find their respite in her presence. I get so very very homesick just seeing these pictures. I am immediately taken back there and can hear the chirping, the sound of the water in the pool, the scent of my desert home and the Southwest sun on my skin. I will get back there again one day.

What was your worst date, and why? I've been married for 20 years. We don't date, so I guess that that would be the worst.

I am too lazy to tag at the moment, so if you see it, do it and tell me :).

She also shared 11 random things about herself, so me, being the lemming I am, will jump over that cliff too :).

**side note- Yes, I know...lemmings don't actually do the "follow the leader to death march". It was created by some Canadian scientists for some reason. This information is in case little Ms. "That isn't what they meant" shows up again :)**

11 Random Things About Me (remember, i'm weird)

1. I am an empath to the nth degree and, depending on where I am or who I am with, will have to excuse myself so I can go "ground" the overwhelming feelings and emotions that like to slam me.

2. I've always wanted to break someone's nose, just to see what it feels like. Had the chance once...didn't take it...dammit.

3. I can memorize a piece of music and create a matching harmony instantly.

4. I cannot fathom dying. The idea of just not being anymore confuses me.

5. I have anger issues. (Stop laughing)

6. I only own one pair of shoes. My tennis shoes, which also double as my running shoes. I used to have a semi nice pair of black wedgies...the oldest took them and I haven't seen them since.

7. I have a deep seated hatred of myself. I'm working on it.

8. I am a purse, perfume and lip gloss whore. I can't get enough.

9. I think both politics and religions need to be abolished. Neither are good for a damned thing but to make life miserable and cause war.

10. I can sit for hours in silence (as much as my severe tinnitus allows) and be perfectly content. I have taken the drive between Albu and El Paso, a 4 hour drive, without turning on the radio one time.

11. I am afraid I will never be content until I get back to the desert. That scares me. Armchair psychology not necessary.

Finally, just stuff running around my head:

It actually decided to snow a smidge today. Just last week, I was sitting outside with a friend in the sun at 50-someodd degrees. This isn't normal, but I'll take it.

Every time it does become cold and windy, I think back to the day I left that god-awful school I worked at. I smile.

Not sure how I feel about this SOPA-PIPA crap, but I wish like hell they would stop talking about it. How about we censor the endless yapping?

Blessings to Lauren Scruggs and her incredibly healing. Such a beautiful girl who is so lucky to be alive and to have so many people around her and supporting her.

As you can see, I really have nothing interesting happening in my life. Laundry, dishes and bathroom scrubbing about covers it. Jersey Shore has GTL, I have LDB.

Okay, I go now :).

Peace, Love and (dating? married people don't do that. people in love do lol) Zombies \IiiI

zombie uprising

2012-01-09T08:07:00.002-05:00

Again, I will say I am alive.

The weather here has been *insane*. Not insane bad, but insane like WTF insane. Yesterday was 52 degrees outside.

*52 degrees*.

That. shit. ain't. normal.

Oxford had an annual "Winter Wonderland" sledding and snowman making festival every January. It was supposed to be this past Saturday as a matter of fact. Guess what was canceled due to "unseasonably warm weather" lol?

I am enjoying it...my body and psyche want to know what month it is...and I know, for a fact, that the storm of a lifetime is around the corner.

Anyhoo...

Gots me a Kindle Fire for Christmas :). *insert happy dance here* I am LOVING it soooo much! Highly recommend, three thumbs up, 5000 zombie moans...you get the idea :)!

On another note, a friend of mine is considering blogging but is afraid of what she may say, or afraid of what she wants to say, or afraid of what people think about what she says.

I say, say what the fuck you want to say. This place is where I let it out.

Where I scream until my throat bleeds.

Where I cry until I blow away in the wind.

Where I put out my truth so it doesn't eat me alive.

This is where I say: I am a Texan landed in the fuckhole state of Michigan, I love to drink and have a cigarette every few years, I am a Christian who loves the Goddess, I am a former cutter and eating disorders sufferer, I cuss too fucking much, I was abused by my parents and the other shitster, I am a fag-hag, I am a closet vegan wannabe, I am OCD about brushing my hair, I have talents and abilities and smarts that absolutely no one will ever give me credit for...

Well, you get the idea.

You wouldn't be reading this right now if you didn't love me. Or, you are reading this because you got lost. Or you just want to feel better about yourself.

And I hope you do.

Really :).

So, all of that to say that yes, the Sweet Zombie Goddess, the epitome of sugar and cyanide, is alive and well.

Or is that undead and well.

Whatever.

Peace, Love and (you made it to the end...bravo) Zombies \IiiI

yes, i'm still alive

2011-12-21T13:00:00.002-05:00

Been for a bit. Ended up with food poisoning via a lovely Lean Cuisine frozen lunch that I had after an interpreting gig I did for a friend. Put me down for the entire week. I did send a complaint to LC to let them know, figuring I'd never hear a word. I was surprised, though, when a check for $12 an a apology wound up in my mailbox from them. They did the right thing...it actually happens.

Now, on a fun note, the coolest little witch in the world, Magaly, is having another nummy Winter Solstice giveaway. Go check it out here http://pagan-culture.blogspot.com/2011/12/skully-winter-solstice-blessings.html (you'll have to copy and paste the whole link. Blogger is being uber-retarded today...grrrrr). I have said it before and I will say it again and again: do yourself a favor and read Ms. Magaly's blog. You won't be disappointed!

Now, off to do something....productive. I can find something...I think....

Peace, Love and (is it over yet??) Zombies \IiiI

not ready

2011-12-09T12:29:00.002-05:00

The holidays are hard for me. I look around and see grandparents taking their grandchildren shopping. See birthday cards and gifts exchange hands Hear of vacations and sleepovers and cookies made in the kitchen.

My parents never had anything to do with my children...ever. There was one person who was the orchestrator of everything that happened between my family and I. I go through every holiday, every birthday, every moment, wishing it had been different. This person robbed both my girls and my parents of a loving, beautiful relationship.

I'm still mad.

I'm still in pain.

My oldest came to me one day and told me of a conversation that she had with a friend at school. The friend talked about her and her family going to her grandparents house for Thanksgiving. My daughter looked at her and said, "I don't have grandparents. We never did that."

That hurts me to the core. It is a pain that never lets go, no matter how old I get or how many years pass by.

It has been almost 10 years since my mother passed, and 5 years in January for my father. I hear all the time, "Just forgive" or "Move on".

I don't know when that will happen.

I'm still waiting...

Not Ready To Make Nice

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I’m still waiting

I’m through with doubt
There’s nothing left for me to figure out
I’ve paid a price
And I’ll keep paying

I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should

I know you said
Can’t you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it

I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’
It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they’d write me a letter
Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over

I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should

I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should

What it is you think I should

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I’m still waiting

Peace, Love and (i'm still mad as hell) Zombies \IiiI

food review for no real reason

2011-11-28T08:43:00.005-05:00

I don't normally complain about food really, but this I have to get off my chest.

I love fish. My favorite being tilapia. I have fillets in my freezer as we speak. Once in a while, I like the breaded kind, and it is hard to find some that actually tastes good, isn't minced mystery fish (fish sticks anyone?) and doesn't taste like it is out of a box. So, when I saw this:

i was happy and skeptical at the same time. I was, though, at first, pleasantly surprised. The breaded fillets were plump, gorgeous white meat that was flaky and had a wonderful lemony flavor. You could eat them without so much as a hint of vinegar or lemon juice. I'd eat them as if they were chicken fingers.

Then, it happened.

Apparently Gorton's got tired of serving a good piece of fish and figured, "Hey, let's start selling shit!" And they did.

I purchased a box because I was craving that luscious fish. When I opened it, I expected the same huge pieces I had seen previous.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Wrong.

The once plump, sweet tilapia fillets have now been traded in for flat, overly fishy tasting little slabs of yuck. If you are a tilapia eater, you know that they are almost buttery and have no fishy taste. (Don't laugh...you know what I mean) The gorgeous white meat I fell in love with is now anorexic and has that nasty silverskin crap running all through it. Even the breading, which once added to the yumminess has not become this gross, thick coating that literally slides off the skinny little fillets.

Now, I know, once in a while, yucky food gets by the quality assurance donkeys, and you, the consumer, ends up with a less than enjoyable product. I hoped that was the issue, so a few weeks later, I purchase another, and prayed it would be back to my first love.

Nope.

The same garbage fish, if not worse, was in that box.

*sigh*

Oh Gorton's, you do know how to disappoint.

You need to fire all your QA people, because it is obvious they are fucking retarded.

I won't be back.

Peace, Love and (why sell quality when you can sell crap??) Zombies \IiiI

chemistry lessons bonded with sarcasm

2011-11-28T00:32:00.004-05:00

We bloggers, I am sure, all feel the same way about the "Anonymous" commentors. They are there to be tortured, and for good reason: you can't leave a name, you are fresh meat.

That being said, this is what Mr., or Mrs., Anonymous left about my last posting, beginnings and endings:

The line in the song refers to the fact that cyanide is often bonded to glucose (sugars) when it occurs naturally. Symbolic to the rest of the song of being together until the end. More of a sweet that will kill you, than sweet an sour.

Um....thank you? For the...chemistry lesson? Sometimes things just aren't as deep as y'all make them. I was simply going on the phrase, "Like sugar and cyanide". Opposites. One is a sweet...the other is a poison. They live together but are nothing alike. That kind of deal. Like I give a fuck about bonding glucose and shit. I know what the song means. I have heard it damned near 1000 times. Not what I was driving at. Seriously. Don't want to be a bitch, but if I had said, "My life is *exactly* like this song", and completely misquoted or misunderstood, I would completely get the, err, correction, as it were. I didn't. I simply liked the phrase. Four little words. Nothing philosophical about it at all. And I am a sweet that will kill you, just for your information. Pretend I am a bible thumper taking scripture out of context. Get it now lol????

So, again, thank you, faceless Anonymous. I appreciate you input. Next time, introduce yourself, and you may be spared :).

Peace, Love and (maybe you should call seether and give them the chemistry rundown too...you know...just in case) Zombies \IiiI

beginnings and endings

2011-11-19T23:27:00.005-05:00

This post is actually about good things. I know. Freaky.

Anyhoo, we will start at the beginnings.

I have decided to change up the name of my blog. I was listening to a radio station out of Canada and a song by Seether came on. The song is called "Tonight", and one of the lines says, "just like sugar and cyanide", and I thought "Holy hell, that perfectly describes me!" I am both sides of the coin, the sweet and sour, the dark and light, yin and yang...you get it.

So, from now on, this blog will be called "Sugar and Cyanide", because you are never sure what you will get. I am sweet and kind, but I will cut a bitch.

Fear not, my little zombilings. I am still the one and only Queen Texan Zombie Goddess, always will be. I am just admitting what I am made of.

Now for the endings.

I am quitting my job as noon aide at the local elementary school.

As y'all know from my previous posts, life as a noon aide has not been peachy. I have toyed with the idea of quitting for a long time but figured, hey, it is a few extra bucks in the ole pocket, so I can take it.

That ended Tuesday.

I went into the office to sign in and Shrek was there. She told me she needed to see me in her office. Somewhere, deep down inside, I was honestly hoping that she was going to thank me for running the cafeteria two days in a row alone while the other aides were taking care of classrooms because of rain. We had three aides out with indoor recess, and these teachers will honestly *leave* their classes alone to eat lunch, because they can't handle the pressure. It was tough, but all of us pulled it off in spades.

I was wrong. Go figure.

I had no idea, though, what I was going to hear.

Shrek, after her bullshit banter says, "I have had several complaints brought against you for your loud tone and harsh discipline." Ooooookay. *Several*, really? And I am the *only* one? Wow. Yes, I am loud. You try speaking in a calm voice when you have 200 kids all talking and yelling a the same time. Harsh discipline. Hmmm. So, making the kids who decided to throw their tater tots all over the floor stay and sweep up their tables is harsh. I was also told that we weren't getting the kids in and out in a timely matter to eat their lunch. We had brought it to her attention numerous times that the teachers, especially the subs, were not showing up when they are supposed to to collect their class. We get blamed for it...not them. She then told me, and this is the best part, that on Monday the cafeteria nazi was on the phone with some high muckety muck and she heard a loud voice coming from the cafeteria and said that it had to be me because I am the only loud noon aide there is. She promptly, without actually being able to confirm it was me, reported me to Shrek telling her of my disrespectful manner. One huge problem:

I wasn't there on Monday.

Shrek advised me to do the following: do not use the whistle to get attention, use the "clap and repeat" to gain control...of 200 screaming kids. Use a kinder tone when speaking, do not raise my voice. Use nicer discipline. Be more respectful.

Have a nice day.

I hate people who cannot come to you when they have an issue. They go to the wicked bitch to get help. If any teacher had come to me and said, "You know, I don't appreciate how you spoke/disciplined my class..." I could have solved it myself. But, instead, here we are.

I called my husband, actually not planning on saying anything, to ask what we needed from the store. He automatically asked, "What's wrong?" so I told him. Much to my embarrassment, I started to cry because it really did hurt to hear all that. At the end of it all, he was silent, so I assumed he was either ignoring me or ready to tell me to suck it up. Instead, he said, "We need to work on your exit strategy."

As of the 25th of November, almost a year to the day later when I was hired, I will be telling that school what they can do with their noon aide job. I will miss my co-workers and most of the kids, but I will not miss being talked down to, disrespected, insulted and ridiculed every day. No amount of money is worth any of that.

Not having to be out in 0 degree weather for 2.5 hours won't suck either lol.

I will get to focus on my home and back on me and getting my weight loss back in gear. I cannot wait.

Y'all have a goodin :).

Peace, Love and (hasta la vista bitches) Zombies \IiiI

extreme couponing and those who are a-holes

2011-11-19T00:27:00.005-05:00

~~~Copy and paste can suck. Please understand that :). Enjoy~~~~

The other day, on the news, there was a broadcast about "extreme couponing". I don't get it. I have a life and a family so I can't, personally, sit around 8 hours a day cutting out fucking coupons. Kudos who those who can. The woman they showed had wiped out all the brownie mix and asked for more. I had previously seen commericals for a program about EC'ing and one that stuck in my craw showed a woman who wiped out a shelf full of boxed potatoes that were on sale, saying, "Well, next time you need to get here earlier than me! hardy har har" Oh that pissed me off. What about the mom who *works* two, three jobs for a living and can't get to the store before you stupid ass shows up and wipes out everything. There is good and bad to all, not saying that all EC'ers do that. I would never make that kind of assumption. So, on that broadcast, I put that up as my status on FB. Here it is:

Penny Ann Fassett-White

Still not sure on my opinion when it comes to extreme couponing. Is it a parent saving money for her family or a parent living gluttony at its finest. After all, who the hell actually needs 50 boxes of brownie mix and 500 gallons of laundry soap?

Logical question, right? Not insulting. Not passing judgement. I. just. don't. get. it.

The conversation went on with a few jokes being hurled. Then, a bitch showed up. An EC (extreme couponer) rearing her ugly "christian" head. Here is that conversation:

Debbie I met a gal *** who appeared on the show "Extreme Couponing". She was visiting family here in Mich. (small world, her husband's Aunt is my cousin :o) She began couponing so that she could mostly work from home because she has young children. But she feeds four families every month, provides I think she said 90% of the food for a local food pantry and sends items regularly to our troops.
3 hours ago ·
Penny Ann Fassett-White Big difference from the EC'ers we hear about. Good on her.
3 hours ago · · 1
Missy
· Friends with Debbie
Penny, my question to you is....how many extra families do you feed? I am the EC that Debbie is speaking of.....and when I hear people "JUDGING" those of us on the show as a whole...it comes off as someone that is either jealous or too lazy to do something for themselves or others.
about an hour ago ·
Missy

on other thing is no matter what the person does with the "stuff" that they purchase it is helping stimulate the economy in the area that they shop. So for any store that accepts coupons they get 100% of the face value of the coupon back AND .08! .08 may not sound like a lot of money but believe me .... it adds up quick!
about an hour ago ·
Penny Ann Fassett-White ‎Missy, so I am either jealous or lazy. Very nice. Appreciate it. Actually, I volunteer for Oxford/Orion FISH and have been involved in many charity services for the hungry. Thank you for JUDGING me. Oh, and never mind that I said that what you did is good thing.
about an hour ago ·
Missy

if you work so closely with the services for the hungry how in the world are questioning and bashing those of us who are working so hard to feed the hungry?
about an hour ago ·
Penny Ann Fassett-White I am not playing this game with a person I do not even know, but has already passed judgement on me. I am not sure how I am "bashing" anyone. I simply *asked* the question of who needs 50 boxes of brownie mix or has the right to take everything off a shelf and then laugh about it. If you want to state your side, great. It is so welcome to hear from a real EC'er. If you feel the need to right to insult those of us who don't understand it, leave this discussion alone, knowing that you are doing a good thing.
about an hour ago ·
Missy

Penny, you stated "And don't pull the "Well, she is giving 70 soap hand pumps to the local shelter." I do NOT condone shelf clearing....I do not do that...on or off TV.....my story airs frequently as I have 2 episodes thus far.....I was just commenting on what YOU stated. I have taugh over 13,000 families how to save money! each of them were taught for free as I do not charge for my classes...never have, never will...I travel the country and teach each class the same. I have NEVER had a problem finding a place to donate stuff, even when I don't know where it is going when I purchase it. God provides that opportunity to give it when it is needed.
about an hour ago ·
Penny Ann Fassett-White Then why not just say that instead of deciding to insult me? I am not jealous or lazy, far from. You have helped thousands...I've only helped a few. I am sorry if that isn't deemed to be good enough for you. What you do is a great thing, I have said that more than once. I get it. I apologize if you feel I insulted you personally, as that was not the intent. Put the defenses down.
about an hour ago ·
Penny Ann Fassett-White You honestly do not know me, my family, my friends, or the way I speak or the manner in which I say anything. You need to relax just a smidge.
about an hour ago ·
Missy

Penny when you help ONE person, you have HELPED them....it doesn't matter to that ONE person if you help ONE million.....when you speak of EC'rs.....I am a part of that....and I was just simply stating what I feel when people are judging us a whole....I don't think that people think that the people behind the camera are real....that stuff is edited but it is not scripted....they do not bring coupons or shopping list, nothing but the lights and cameras when they come.....
about an hour ago · · 1
Penny Ann Fassett-White Like I have said and said again, if you had just said *that* instead of calling those of us who are either new to this or don't understand this way "jealous" and "lazy", this convo would have gone very differently. If I had first said, "Who are this arrogant pigs who do this extreme couponing" (is that even a word lol?) then I would totally, absolutely deserve your venom, *but I did no such thing*. I have apologized as much as I can. I understand where you come from. I consider this matter closed. I have zombies to kill.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(Retarded copy and paste. From this point it is me talking.)

Yeah. Go figure. She pulled the "God" card. Make me vomit, 'Also, I have *yet* to hear an apology from this "christian" woman on her insults towards me and my family.

Please take note that I at *no time* insulted her in any way, shape or form. I complimented her, even before her attack. I apologized *numerous* times. I did not call names. I did not judge. BUT, I was judged, insulted and told off by a "christian" who is working her way into heaven in spades. I never asked for her fucking resume of super wonderful, look-at-me-I-am-perfect bullshit.

So, I am offically "jealous" and "lazy". All because I asked a question. Wow. Glad she is a "christian" or I'd think she was passing judgement on me.

Needless to say, I do have a new opinion. Not about extreme couponing. but about the EC'ers themselves. From what I see here, they really are arrogant, self-centered, narcissistic assholes. Thank you Missy, for proving my opinion.

I will now sit back and enjoy munching on my sale priced Meijers popcorn, drinking Michigan-made wine, and throw a finger at the self-righteous of the world.

Peace, Love and (shove your coupon up your ass) Zombies \IiiI

one call to miss

2011-11-03T08:33:00.003-04:00

I love hearing when groups gather, hopefully peacefully and without nastiness and hatred of any kind from them or other surrounding them. Gathering to pray, bring hope, spread light, share a belief. It is, after all, what this country was built on, right? Every one, I shall repeat, EVERY ONE, has a right to believe and live their lives as they see fit. If something you say brings someone closer to what you believe then more power to you, but that should not be your goal. God and Goddess are big enough to bring others to them, so you need not go out of your way to do their works for them.

Don't know if anyone outside of Michigan has heard of this lovely little movement, but it will be taking place on 11-11-11 at Detroit's Ford Field. it is called "The Call". Fasting, prayer, thousands of Christians gathering to spread love and build bridges.

not.

I took a look at their site after hearing about them again on the news, especially knowing that a church just a minute away from me has been a part of it. What I first read was wonderful. Stuff like:

"Amidst the greatest darkness, the greatest light can shine. We believe that Detroit's desperation can produce a prayer that can radically shift a nation."

Okay, I can go for that. They even loosely quote the Bible, Joel 2 to be exact:

"We must drop every barrier that divides us and unite in urgent, humble fasting and prayer with the promise that God will pour out his spirit."

Lovely, woo hoo, you go boy! Totally agree with you 100%!!

Then....I read this:

"We will gather to this city that has become a microcosm of our national crisis- economic collapse, racial tension, the rising tide of the Islamic movement, and the shedding of innocent blood out our children in the streets and of our unborn."

and this:

Stonewall Now

Join the resistance, release the captives

"We are calling the church to repent of our own broken marriages, moral compromise, and disobedience to biblical truth. We are praying for 100,000 gay and lesbian men and women to be saved and transformed by the love of Jesus. We are raising up a prayer movement to restrain the radical homosexual agenda that tears at the moral fabric of family and society."

I agree that we need to start remembering the sanctity of marriage, that even an unborn life has a right to survive, that racial tensions must be squashed and children saved from the violence it causes. But to "Join the resistance" against Homosexuality? The rising tide of the Islamic movement? Seriously?? Now, I don't agree with a lot of the Islamic belief system, but they have just as much of a right to theirs as we do ours. Gotta go save those poor little homos from their godless lives. After all, Jesus loves everyone, unless, of course, they are gay.

Know what? Don't pray for me. Don't pray for my family. Don't pray for my friends. Pray that God shows you how to love and how to truly break down those barriers that you are creating with your sermons of hate and exclusion.

My God, the creator of heaven and Earth, and his son, Jesus Christ, the true Savior, and the Goddess, the Mother of them all, loves ALL UNCONDITIONALLY.

Don't call me.

I won't answer.

Peace, Love and (we are sorry, but this number cannot be completed as dialed) Zombies \IiiI

hellbound or God's completely conditional love

2011-10-31T13:53:00.006-04:00

First, let me wish all of you a blessed Samhain!

Now, on to the fun stuff. I have never hidden who I am. I am a Christian who believes in the Lord God and Jesus Christ as Savior. I am also a Wiccan who believes in the Goddess and all she has done in our lives. I suppose if you jam them all together, that makes me a Trinitarian, but I hate labels.

One way or the other, I believe that God is love and Jesus is love and that He comes in all sorts of guises and ways. I refuse to believe that this God of love will just look at a person when they die and go, "He/She didn't follow me and me only, so they are going to Hell."

But, my friends, that is what the pastor of a church I went to on Sunday claimed.

Over...

and over...

and over again.

I have sung at this church numerous times and have had no issues with the new pastor at all. At least, not until yesterday.

The idea on the entire series was debunking common Christian myths, and the topic of yesterday's sermon was, "Dead people go to a better place."

He starts off by saying that he loves doing funerals because people come together to celebrate a person's life. He then says he really loves doing Christian funerals because he knows for a fact that since these people are Christians they are going directly to heaven.

Then, he states he hates doing what he considers "non-Christian" funerals because he cannot honestly comfort those who are hurting because, after all, and I quote, "I cannot say that they are in heaven with God because, obviously, they aren't."

Wow.

Arrogant asshole much?

Obviously, these people who say they believe in God and go to church and tithe and sing the hymns and help little old ladies across the street are going to heaven and those who believe in Buddha/Vishnu/Goddess and don't go to church and don't tithe and sing their own hymns and help little old ladies across the street will go directly to hell because they didn't fulfill God's apparent pre-requisite of the "Believe in God and God only or else".

I have met people who claim to love Jesus and do the church thing and have a Bible that is completely covered in highlighter who are drunks who beat their children and cheat on their wives. I have met Wiccans who would give the shirt off their back to a complete stranger and light candles to bring blessings to friends. Not saying that that Wiccan won't be horrible people or that Christians aren't willing to give their lives for others.

What I am saying is that this pastor is saying, flat out, "My way or the highway", or, even more plainly speaking, "If you don't believe exactly as I do, you are going to Hell. No passing go, no collecting $200." He also stated that unless you claim Christ as your only Savior before you die, you are shit out of luck. You will pass, you will go to Heaven/judging room/pergatory/whatever, that God will look at you and say, "You were a good person your entire life, you gave of yourself, you loved and helped and even though you had hiccups in your road, you were a wonderful human, BUT, you didn't claim me as your One and Only, so, off to Hell you go." All that Jesus loves you no matter what business suddenly becomes, "I will only love you if you do exactly this this and this. Any deviation means you are hellbound."

I call bullshit.

GOD'S LOVE IS *NOT* CONDITIONAL! I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THAT A GOD I CONSIDER A LOVING GOD WILL CONDEMN A GOOD PERSON BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T KNOW OF OR ACCEPT JESUS CHRIST AS THEIR SAVIOR.

If that is a case, He is *not* a loving God, and I refuse to believe that too.

My husband was even rubbed in a massively wrong way with this pastors' sermon. Everything he said was a contradiction. In one breath he says it doesn't matter if you do good works if you don't believe in Christ, but then, in that same exact breath quoted Matthew 25:34-40

"Then the King will say to those on his right, "Come, you who are blessed by my Father, take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.'

'Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothing and clothe you? When did you see you sick or in prison and to go visit you?'"

"The King will reply, "Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me."

Don't know about you, but I don't see any place where it says, "Unless you don't proclaim my name only." Strange...

So, needless to say, I don't really think I will be going back there again. To talk as if you know exactly what the Bible is saying and means, to claim to know God's heart, and to state that you know for a fact that people who don't follow the same ideology that you do are going straight to Hell is, to me, arrogance of the highest order.

I know what I believe. If it is going to send me to Hell, I choose to wait until God looks me in the eyes and tells me that, not some overweight pompous ass in a bad pair of jeans.

So there.

Peace, Love and (jesus loves me, this I know) Zombies \IiiI

yeah...i'm a gamer...so, whatcha gonna do about it??

2011-10-24T20:14:00.003-04:00

This post will be a little less visceral. This post is a nod to gamers like me. Specifically, horror games. To put a finer point on it, zombie games.

Mmmmm, zombies.

Here we go:

1) Left 4 Dead. Poor Bill.

2) Left 4 Dead 2. Love the constant blog updates. I am totally addicted to this game.

3) Dead Island. Looooooooooooove this game, but am frustrated as bloody hell with it at the same time. Come on Sinamoi, you asshole, take the damned juice!

4) Call Of Duty: Black Ops or World At War: Only played this a few times, but come on, you get to destroy Nazi zombies! Wonder if one of them is the Pope...(look it up folks and blame it on Susan Sarandon).

5) DeadRising 2: Started out my obsession with DeadRising: Chop Til You Drop. Gotta love it.

6) Resident Evil. Like I need to say more???

7) Plants Vs. Zombies. Completely assinine and I completed it. So?

Do yourselves a favor and try one of the babies out. I am still chomping at the bit, hoping and praying and lighting candles that there will be a "Left 4 Dead 3". If Valve doesn't do it, they are morons!

I never said "fuck" once! Ain't you proud?

Peace, Love and (XBox 360, zombie is thy name) Zombies \IiiI

zombie middle finger awards (uber swearing for the squimish)

2011-10-23T14:20:00.003-04:00

I am in a really really really bad mood. This weekend has totally sucked ass. To. Ta. Lly. I feel the need to throw around the zombie middle finger to a few special recepients. So, without further ado:

The First Zombie Middle Finger Awards Ceremony

Second runner up: the fucker who does 30 on the main roads but 60 down my street. I hope you hit a tree and are eaten by mutant bears.

First runner up: Whomever got the job was jumping through hoops for. That's right, I didn't get it. I have gone through a thousand reasons why:

I suck.

I really suck.

I am a piece of shit.

I super suck.

It is kinda hard to be your best on a one-on-one interview when a) you'd never know the teacher was the teacher until she was pointed out to you and b) you are told, in a special ed classroom, where routine is paramount, to just "hang out". Okay.

And, the winner of the today's Zombie Middle Finger Award is...........

*drum roll*

Parents who are complete fucking assholes. This award is shared by two inparticular.

Winner #1: the parent of my middle daughters' friend who told her, and I quote, "I will give you another chance to prove you aren't an immature little girl." Exsqueeze me motherfucker? When this bitchs' daughter got a bad grade last year, the mother actually *blamed my daughter for it*! Fat fucking old whore.

Winner #2: the parent of my oldests' friend who live in bumfucking Egypt, 40 minutes away. When you say, "Yes, stay here tonight, we will give you a ride home", then you fucking do it. You don't decide, "I'm not leaving my house. Fuck you." You are a goddamn motherfucking turd who's balls should be cut off and shoved up your ass.

So, there you go. At least I gave all y'all awards for your fucking assholeness.

Thanks for listening to my tirade. I am just feeling unbelievably low and shitty. And if anyone, anyone, tells me that it is no big deal, I will hunt you down and show you what the Queen Texan Zombie Goddess can do it her victims.

Y'all have a great week!!

Peace, Love and (fuck my life) Zombies \IiiI

a bow to the bloodsuckers

2011-10-11T07:17:00.006-04:00

Believe it or not, before I was the Queen Texan Zombie Goddess that you have all come to loathe, err, love, I was obsessed with vampires.

Not just in love.

Ob......sessed.

I lived, breathed and bleed the bloodsuckers. Even wrote my college thesis on vampire lore.

Here is my nod to where the Zombie Goddess began:

"Fright Night"

No freaking remakes here. Straight up Chris Sarandon as Jerry Dandridge and William Ragsdale as Evil. Why couldn't he have moved in next to me. Colin Farrell, you may be pretty, but you will never do what Chris did for me.

"Blood For Dracula"

As far as I am concerned, you cannot, under any circumstances, say you are a lover of any type of genre if you only go as far back as 1985. Udo Kier was, and still is, a god when it comes to campy horror. "Blood For Dracula" was *amazing*, and showed Warhol and Kier at their creepiest.

"Dracula"

Bela Lugosi. Nuf said.

"Dracula 2000"

There should be a movie poster here for this movie, but who needs that when you can have Gerard Butler without a shirt.

"The Lost Boys"

Had this poster in my high school locker, in my yearbook, in my Senior memories book, on my Netflix queue...you get the idea.

"Salem's Lot"

Stephen King's nod (I feel) towards where it all begin with Noferatu. Awesome movie.

"Forever Knight"

Last but not least, a vampire t.v. series starring Geraint Wyn Davies and Nigel Bennett. Never missed an episode and even own the series on DVD. Yeah yeah, there is "Angel". Have that series too, but it was a spinoff of Buffy the Dumbass Blonde Slayer. "Forever Knight" was it's own creature.

Before you yell at me, I know. You do not see the ultimate of the ultimate. I thought I had a picture, but I do not.

The greatest movie of all time.

"Nosferatu".

Original silent tale of terror.

I feel dirty inside.

Sic a vampire on me...maybe a Butler/Sarandon/Lost Boys hybrid.

Go ahead.

I'll take my punishment...happily.

Peace, Love and (you suck and it makes me smile) Zombies \IiiI

just do it

2011-10-10T10:26:00.004-04:00

Below is a long list of off the beaten path Asian horror films. It would take forever to explain them all, so I put the briefest of synopsis' on each of them. If you have netflix, just get them. Trust me...would I lie to you?

"Auditon"

Make sure the ad you put out for talent is the talent you are looking for.

"Oldboy"

Kind of like the game "Portal", but with real people.

"The Red Shoes"

DSW aint' got nothing on these!

"Cello"

Practice makes...perfect?

"Ab-Normal Beauty"

Just a wee nip and tuck can't hurt, right?

"Ichi The Killer"

Everyone has a special talent...even a hired killer.

"Art Of The Devil"

Be aware of the company you keep.

"Dumplings"

What are you willing to eat to maintain eternal youth?

"Tokyo Gore Police"

To protect, serve and slice you to bits.

"Exte: Hair Extenstion"

Sometimes fake is just better.

You have to be the kind of messed up I am to really love these types of movies. But hey, if you are, life is just so much sweeter anyway, don't you think??

Peace, Love and (weird is the new normal) Zombies \IiiI

me love you long time

2011-10-08T00:13:00.005-04:00

I have an addiction...besides my one to wine.

I am addicted...

to...

Asian horror.

Can't help it. I think Asians are fucking hot. So does my 15 year old, but I digress.

Some of the better (and I use that term loosely) horror films in America are adapted from Asian horror. Here are a few of my favorites:

"Shutter"

A man's photographs of a sexual assault haunt him and his new bride until justice can be served. Originally filmed in 2004 and acted out by people with really long names, it was Americanized in 2008 by Joshua Jackson (of Fringe fame) and Rachael Taylor (Grey's Anatomy). One of the better remakes. Besides, Joshua is freaking hot!

"Pulse"

Who knows what lurks on the other side of the net? Originally filmed in 2001, the remake was poorly done in 2006 starring Kirsten Bell ("When In Rome" fame) and Ian Somerhalder (Goddess, those *eyes*!) Did you know that some of the original movies' scenes were used in the remakes commercials?

"One Missed Call"

Wonder what your death will sound like? Originally filmed in 2003, the remake wasn't too unbearable, although it was nothing like the first, starred Shannyn Sossamon ("A Knight's Tale"...loooove her!) and Edward Burns ("27 Dresses").

"Ringu"

Even if your kid is horrible, don't dump the sucker in a well! The original was filmed in 1998 and remade in 2002 starring Naomi Watts ("Funny Games") and Martin Henderson (Yum!). This movie was creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy with that chick coming out of the well and all. Part two sucked ass (Sissy Spacek, really??), but even Ringu 2 was amazing.

"Ju-On"

Apparently, you shouldn't go to bed pissed off, but definitely *don't* kill someone or that shit will stick around forever! "Ju-on" was originally filmed in 2000 and the remake was done in 2004 starring Sarah Michelle Geller ("Buffy The Vampire Slayer" fame) and Jason Behr ("Skinwalkers"...so pretty). Again, what exactly is it with the creepy long haired Asian chick coming out of no where to scare the shit out of you? I don't know, but it works!

American horror has lost its ability to be scary and just gone for the "how much can we completely gross out our audience" factor ("Human Centipede" and "Hostel" anyone??). Asian horror, on the other hand, is completely cerebral. Makes you think...makes you watch...makes you wait...and then....

BLAMMO!!!!

You get knocked out of your seat. Do they have blood? Oh yes. Are they sometimes over-the-top, totally, but that is what makes them so much freaking fun to watch! That is why America steals their ideas over and and over and over again. Companies like Asian Tartan Extreme know where to hit and how hard...and I love them for it!

My list of favorite Asian horror films is very very very long, and I will share some of the more off-the-beaten-path-but-need-to-be-seen ones later. Until then, watch for that photograph sent over the cell phone of the well on t.v. via the internet. Just saying....

Peace, Love and (why is there water around the t.v.??) Zombies \IiiI

worst horror movies and the best giveaway ever

2011-10-06T21:10:00.002-04:00

Horror movies are just one of the many reasons to love Hallowe'en. Even the uber-crappy ones that we see. Here are my top four:

"Jaws"

Believe it or not, this movie was actually rated the #1 horror movie of all time. Whaaaa? This movie *sucked* from start to finish, even if it did have Roy Scheider and Richard Dreyfus. Bad bad bad.

"The Blair Witch Project"

My husband and I, like damn near everyone else on the planet, were sucked in, hook, line and sinker, into the abyss that was BWP. They marketed the hell out of it and did a fantastic job doing so. So well that I even went two days before it came out to get tickets because they were selling out all over the place. What we got in the end was a shitty movie that I actually had to leave half way through because the bouncy filming made me nauseous (I was quite pregnant at the time). What a disaster.

"Insidious"

This movie is the reason that I believe no one but a select special few when they tell me that a movie is scary. I can't tell you how many of my friends told me that this movie was absolutely terrifying, nightmarish and leave-the-lights-on-all-night worthy. What I got was a boring, long-winded, sadly written retarded tale of astro-projection. Darth Maul and Freddy Krueger had a baby and this movie made the offspring it's demon extraordinaire. Utter and total crap.

"Paranormal Activity 1, 2, 50, and 400000000"

*YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWN*

Nuf said.

Now for the good stuff :)! My dear witchy blog friend over at Pagan Culture, one Ms. Magaly, is having a super Hallowe'eny giveaway via the amazing Tribal Horse Designs and her etsy shop Shadows of the Goddess Designs . I highly suggest checking out Mag's page and Shadows of the Goddess' beautiful crafts. I have my witchy goddess eye on a few things meself! You absolutely will not be disappointed!

Cloak and Dagger time: Something really cool is happening for me tomorrow, but so as not to tempt fate, karma (the bitch she is) or anything else, I will keep it under my hat until after all is said and done. All I ask is prayers, crossed fingers, candles, whatever your poison may be, for a positive outcome. Please :)???

Have an awesome night ya'll!!

Peace, Love and (need a *real* scary movie, stat!) Zombies \IiiI

2011-10-04T10:31:00.001-04:00

Haven't done a meme in a long time, so I figured I'd go ahead and do it now :). Please, do it to, and let me know so I can see your answers!

1. Which urban legend ghost scared the jeebus out of you when you were a kid?

Easy: Bloody Mary. What kid didn't try the whole "Bloody Mary" three times in front of the mirror to see what would happen? And what kid didn't get the living crap scared out of them by at least psyching themselves out by what they thought they saw or heard? Don't lie lol!

2. Which horror movie has the best premise?

This is a tough one. I believe in the supernatural, so the idea that something like "The Amityville Horror" or "The Exorcist" could happen seems perfectly plausible to me. Other movies like "28 Days Later" (*not* a zombie movie...see my movie post lol), seems like a possibility with the way the CDC and drug companies love to use humans as ginuea pigs.

3. What is the most disappointing “treat” to receive in your bag on Halloween night?

Those nasty jelly goo things. I am not a big Jujubee fan or anything, so those are just vile!

4. What’s the best non-candy item to receive?

Plastic spiders. My husband is terrified of them, so you can figure out yourself what I like to do with them mwahahahaha!

5. Did a monster live in your closet when you were a child?

Duh!!! I to this day cannot have a closet door open *or* let my feet hang over the edge of the bed. I'm getting creeped out just thinking about it!!!

6. Which supernatural creature sent chills up your spine when you were ten and still does?

The aforementioned Boogeyman. He could be any size, any look, and have any way of killing you whenever he felt like! The Boogeyman is a multi-tasking evil creature!

7. Which supernatural creature makes you yawn?

The Mummy. Yeah. Boring. Uberboring.

8. What’s your favorite Halloween decoration?

Pumpkins, skulls and, definitely candles. Heck, I have the skulls and candles year-round!

9. If you could be anywhere on Halloween night, where would you be?

I would *love* to be in Winston-Salem. I can only imagine the ambience of the entire place!

10. What’s the scariest book you’ve read so far this year?

The Bible teehee.

11. Haunted houses or haunted hayrides?

Both, although a decent haunted house is hard to come by. I personally love the haunted hayrides because of my kids.

12. Which Stephen King novel/movie would you least like to find yourself trapped in?

"It". One word: clowns.

13. Which is creepiest: evil dolls, evil pets, evil children?

Dolls. Hands down, dolls. That creepy damned clown from "Poltergeist", and old china doll like "Talking Tina" from "The Twilight Zone". Evil children can be put to sleep, a la "Pet Semetary", and pets can be electrocuted, a la "Dreamscape". But dolls...those fucking dolls............

There is mine. What's yours????

Make sure you drop by my previous movie post :)!

Peace, Love and (boogeyman dolls...oh shit) Zombies \IiiI

movies were made for zombies

2011-10-04T09:11:00.004-04:00

Since Hallowe'en is rolling around, I thought I'd share a couple of my hundreds of favorite horror flicks, starting off with, what else...Zombies :).

Here we go:

"The Horde"

Believe it or not, a French zombie film. Up until now, I didn't know the French could do anything right quite frankly, but they proved me wrong here. Unique film 110% with an ending you really won't see coming. Even if you aren't into subtitles (I am, since I always have the captioning on anyway) give this one a go.

"Zombies Of Mass Destruction"

Silly, campy, over-the-top zombie flick. Pits the craziest of the Christian right and lunatic redneck factions against the always evil Muslims and Homosexuals. Don't get you hackles up. Trust me, it's funny.

"Doghouse"

The day your boyfriend/husband/significant other, decides he needs a vacation from you, watch this. Actually, make *him* watch it. Just when a man thinks the worst thing about his girl is her mouth, here comes one who wants to eat him...and not in a good way.

"Boy Eats Girl"

Gone are the days when you had to worry that your son would be out to have sex with all the girls. Now you have to worry if he will try to eat her brains instead. Keep mom out of the crypt and you will be fine...maybe.

"Black Sheep"

This is what happens when farmers and scientists decide that lambchops just aren't what they could be. For sure not your typical zombie flick, unless you have seen a lot of sheep eating their shepards lately. A must see!

And last but not least...

A movie who's description is completely, totally and utterly...

WRONG!!!!!!

"28 Days Later"

Not the greatest movie in the world. I kind of liked "28 Weeks Later" better, but let me get one thing perfectly straight:

THE PEOPLE IN THIS MOVIE ARE *NOT*, I REPEAT, *~*~NOT~*~* ZOMBIES!!!!!

Zombies are created when someone or something is infected by means of physical contact or disease, dies and then rises from the dead. The victims in the movie are never dead. They are infected by a chemical created by, whom else, the CDC (or British eqivalent), to cause extreme, uncontrollable rage, to be used by the military as a weapon. People are infected either by ingesting the blood through the mouth or eyes, or are bitten by another infected. They are then infected by the Rage virus, thus going on a bloody rampage attacking and killing anyone in their way. Note, though, that those killed by the infected *NEVER COME BACK FROM THE DEAD*, only those who are bitten and survive. Hence, they are not, by any definition, zombies.

So please...

stop...

saying...

they...

are!

So, there you go. I will be putting up many many more of my favs and massive dislikes as we draw closer to the greatest holiday of all-time.

Can't wait, can you?

Peace, Love and (a victim by any other infection is not a zombie) Zombies \IiiI

throwing the dice

2011-09-12T07:24:00.002-04:00

As y'all know, I have a job. I'm a noon aide at one of the local elementary schools here in town. It is okay. Being employed is nice, getting paid is nice and it is only 2.5 hours out of the day. Thing I hate the most is that I get talked down to. Daily. And when I say daily, I mean starting the very first day of school. Here is an example:

First day: The bells were not working, the times for all the classes were changed and the principal didn't tell us a thing. The first lunch was 10 minutes late coming in and who got yelled for it? The noon aides. The ones who weren't given a bit of info. We were told to "keep a closer eye on the times." My answer: no problem.

Second day: Getting the kids used to the rules when 60% live in households that apparently have none. You want to be tough, but temper it with being friendly. I had just finished helping out three kids, turned around to see a girl walking towards me. I look at her and say, "You have permission little one????" She smiles and says, "Yes I do!" The entire interaction takes maybe 15 seconds. I said okay and just as I was turning around to take a look around the room, Shrek (the principal) puts her hand on my shoulder *ewwwwww* and says, "Look, two kids need your help immediately. Pay attention." My answer: no problem.

Third day: not too bad. Crazy as usual. Shrek tells me to keep the kids in the right line so they can be processed on the computer. I told her that the two days previous there was a third cafeteria worker who was doing it, so I didn't want to get in the way. She told me that the third person wouldn't be there for long so I need to stay on the ball. I can do that. But, as soon as she walked away, and I went to help with the line, guess who shows up: the other worker. Ugh. That isn't all: I was opening a yogurt tube (and they SUCK!!!) and got the yogurt all over my fingers. I went into the kitchen to clean up and Shrek was in there, trying to look like super-awesome principal for visiting parents of kindergarteners. She looks at me and says, "You need to spend less time in the kitchen and more time with the kids." I was in the kitchen *once*. My answer: no problem.

Fourth day: Nightmare. We had a full house of kindergarteners. Two tables per class, approximately 40 kids per class, 8 tables in all. Two, count em *TWO*, noon aides. The kids aren't in the right lines, don't know their own names, their teachers names, if they had hot or cold lunch, what table to sit at, where the bathroom is...you get the picture. I had to keep kids in the hot line in proper class order, deal with kids who were in the wrong line and those who only wanted milk. THEN, Shrek brings me five kids who can't find their lunchboxes. "Take them to their classrooms for the lunches." Um, okay. I take the kids to their rooms only to learn their lunches aren't there. I assume that they just didn't find them on the table. It can happen. Three need bathrooms so they need to be taken and watched so they don't get lost. A couple others decide that they have had enough of the cafeteria and walk out. Finally, after a pure nightmare, we get through the whole thing. We survived. We figured even in the chaos, we did okay.

Wrong.

Shrek tells us, "You need to keep a closer eye on the kids. It was your fault for putting the lunch boxes on the tables too close together so that the children couldn't find them. You need to watch for the kids leaving and keep the others in the seats and make sure everyone gets their proper lunches are stay at the correct tables. You need to stay on the ball."

My answer: No problem.

What I want to say: Fuck you bitch. I got your ball right here. How about, "Good job" or "That was crazy but we did it". I don't need a pat on the head, but maybe don't treat me like a fucking moron. Is that too much too ask?

Now, every once-in-a-while I will peruse the openings available at the schools. I am shuffling through them: custodian, Special Ed teacher, bus driver. Then I saw one: Special Education Paraprofessional at the Early Childhood Education Center. O. M. G. I have an Associates as a Paraprofessional for the Hearing Impaired, specializing in early childhood. I am vibrating from tip to toe. More hours, more pay, I get to work with kids one-on-one which I love and even better than that: NO SHREK!!!! So today I am dropping off my letter of intent and resume to the powers that be and hopefully I will be considered for the job. Even if I don't get it, I hope to be put on the sub list. At least then they will know I am here and available. Throwing the dice. Here's hoping.

Oh, the other day I found out that my shitster has told my ex-BIL that I am "A money grubbing princess who cares for no one but herself and has not a care in the world."

Let's analyze:

Money grubbing? Nope. I wasn't the one who forged a signature to get me cut out of the entire will.

A princess? Eh, maybe.

Cares for no one but herself? Not in a millions years. I should care more for myself.

Not a care in the world? You are right. I have a wonderful home, fantastic husband, great kids,a job and a blessed life.

You have reaped nothing but hatred and misery, so you sowed nothing but hatred and misery.

Enjoy.

Peace, Love and (oh please please please) Zombies \IiiI

memory loss, reviews and hate crimes, oh my

2011-09-08T07:54:00.005-04:00

I swear to goddess, if I hear "I forgot" one more time, I will kill something small and furry.

I ask the youngest the first day of school, "You have homework?" The answer? "No, mom." Guess who is up until 1045 decorating her journal for class that is due the next day?

I asked the oldest the second day of school, "You have homework?" The answer? "No, mom." Guess who was at the computer at 6 this morning doing an assignment for Speech?

When I asked, "Why didn't you get this done when I asked you?" The answer? "I forgot."

I...

Forgot.

How the fuck do you forget your homework when I have asked you 4000000 times if you have any? Drives me up the wall.

"Did you brush your teeth?"

"I forgot."

"Did you brush your hair?"

"I forgot."

"Did you eat breakfast?"

"I forgot."

No, you didn't forget. You are being a lazy ass. I love my kids so very much, but damn they are mentally lazy as hell. I admit I have an issue with this, especially from my 15 year old. At her age, my parents had basically abandoned between the ages of 15 and 18. Mom was in California and Dad was drunk doing hookers in Juarez. I didn't have an "I forgot" clause at all. If I forgot, I was screwed. I got myself up, dress, fed, off to school, home, homework, dinner if I could find it, then go to bed to do it all again. I doubt my kids would remember to breath most days if I wasn't here to remind them.

Yes, I have tried the "tough love" approach and not said a word for a week. That was the shittiest week ever.

It is just frustrating as hell.

*sigh*

I think I will start forgetting too. I will forget that the oldest want to go to RenFest this weekend. I will forget she needs money. I will forget that the middler wants to go to the library. I will forget that the youngest wanted to go to the store with me.

Sorry, I forgot.

Movie reviews:

"Sucker Punch": 5 zombie moans. I loved it. Fun movie, fantastic soundtrack. For being a "comic book" movie, it was well done, thought out and kept you watching. Me likey.

"Triangle": 5 zombie moans. Found this movie on accident one night and recorded it. Like "Groundhogs Day" but with a freaky twist. Definitely recommend.

"Skyline": 3.5 zombie moans. For being another fraking alien movie, it was unique. Kinda flew under the radar.

Now, for the movie that made me want to shoot someone:

"Insidious".

*bangs head on wall*

It ranks right up there with "Paranormal Activity I and II" and, unfortunately, I am sure, "Paranormal Activity III", which comes out soon for the horror movie pussies of the world. Oh my goddess, really. I noticed that the fucking idiots who find "PA" scary also found "Insidious" frightening as well. Explains a lot, doesn't it? Remember when I said I never trust anyone's opinion on horror films? This is exactly WHY I do that. Horrible, boring, bad, shitty, dumb, moronic, retarded, pathetic, waste of time...I could go on and on and on on how absolutely meh this movie was. The box of the movie actually has the quote,"Scariest movie since 'The Exorcist'!" Y'all ever see "The Exorcist"? I did. I *still* can't watch it at night.

Who does these fucking movie reviews??? Retarded monkeys?? Nevermind...I answered my own question.

So, I guess I really don't have to tell you that this ranks in the negative millions as far as zombie moans go.

For fun, a few things I am sick of hearing about on the news:

9/11: It was horrible. It was frightening. It changed our world. Now shut the fuck up. I don't got off seeing pictures of people jumping from windows and falling to their deaths as much as the rest of America seems to. Horror movies are one thing...people jumping because they see no way out is another. Sick fucking media.

Obama and his "job" speeches: Come on people!! It is the same damned speech he has given every few months since the bastard took office. He is lying. He has been lying. He will continue to lie. The fucker will live in a mansion getting paid out the ass going 5 star vacations forever, and you and I will be struggling to make ends meet.

Hate crimes: Any time a person is attacked, it is a hate crime. Ever see someone get the shit kicked out of them and then the perpetrator being charged with love crime? No. Also, the fact that whenever a white person beats a black person, it is a "hate crime" and the asshole who attacked the victim is always perceived a racist, but when black person beats a white person, it is an assault just because it was a "wrong place, wrong time" situation. NO!!! I am so goddamned sick of the whole one way street of racism and hate crimes. Whites are racist, Blacks are racist, Hispanics are racist, Asians are racist.

Here is a definition of the word "racist":

1. The belief that race accounts for differences in human character or ability and that a particular race is superior to others.

2. Discrimination or prejudice based on race.

Absolutely *no where* does it say, "another term for a white person" or "a type of white person". It is *discrimination* based on *race*, not discrimination caused by white people only.

I was discriminated against in the work place in El Paso. I was called a "stupid white girl" by a vice principal...a *Hispanic* vice principal...and told there were other Hispanic women who could use my job more than I could. Yeah, it happens to us white people too!

Until the day that we stop racism in *ALL* races, and make a "hate crime" be the term for *ALL* types of attacks, the rift and anger will never ever end.

*whooosah*

Okay, I will get off my soapbox now :).

Annnnnywho, I gotta be on my way to work. Weeee.....eh...pfft.

Have a goodin.

Peace, Love and (i was gonna say something, but i forgot) Zombies \IiiI

no new tale to tell

2011-08-30T07:21:00.004-04:00

Really have nothing of specific importance to talk about, but I haven't blogged in *so* long, I was afraid y'all were starting to worry about my whereabouts. Even if you weren't, here I am :). So, for your viewing pleasure, here are a few nuggets of wisdom and a lot of shitty opinions from the QTZG.

1) The man who owns the house next door decided to put up a fence. Our entire area butts up to protected forest and basically the view is unheeded from on end to the other. Now the jackhole next door has put up a fence, but not *just* a fence. A fucking fortress wall. 6. Fucking. Feet. Tall. Now it is forest, yard, forest, yard, trees, forest, yard, ~*~*FUCKING FENCE*~*~. I'll take a picture of this simply gorgeous monstrosity when it is finished.

2) I am glad that Irene has finally gone on it's merry way and that a lot of people came through it unscathed, particularly people I know. It does break my heart that people lost their lives. Now, and this popped into my head when I heard that Vermont seemed to be the hardest hit (according to our news. If I'm wrong, call them, not me), I wonder if the world will blame Obama for the loss of lives. Afterall, everyone blamed Bush for Katrina, so I think it is only fitting that Obama get blamed for this one. I mean, it isn't like he will care. More than likely he is on another vacation and is getting his information from CNN just like the rest of us.

3) I am terrified for my 11 year old to start middle school this year. She is such a gentle soul, quiet, very artistic, and, well, the middle schools is scary. Last year, a 6th grade boy and an 8th grade girl were caught screwing behind the school. Not kissing. Not fondling. Having sex. Completely disgusting. I hope that hedonistic place doesn't warp her.

4) My husband and I had some friends over for Tamalefest 2011, trying to just have some fun before the summer ends and the hell that is winter sets in. It would have been great, save for one small problem: the mood. Holy shitballs. One was sick, another is dealing with a horrible workplace, my husband wasn't feeling too well. The only people in a semi-good mood were myself and the wives. Unfortunately, you know how men can ruin everything. I cooked my ass off, making tamales (in homemade mole) that I started the night before, green chile chicken enchiladas (for which I roasted the green Hatch chiles myself), shredded beef enchiladas, queso, my own pico de gallo. I mean, I went all out. For. Nothing. I honestly pictured us getting food, going outside to sit down, have a good time talking and laughing, enjoying the day. Instead, these slow moving creatures (not zombies...not my zombies), grabbed food, sat, ate, and watching the baseball game. Whoopee-fucking-do. God, how anticlimactic. I am still reeling from the disappointment, since I really did want everyone to have a good time. Oh well, the leftovers were fabu one way or the other.

5) Movie reviews, rated 1 to 5 zombie moans, 5 being best:

"Black Swan"- 4.5 zombie moans. Excellent movie, made you think and change your opinion about a thousand times on what the hell was wrong with the girl, but, the whole 10 minute muff diving scene...totally unnecessary. Oh, and the masturbation scene. Yeah...no. Fast forwarded through that. I wanted a horror/mystery movie, not a "how to go down on your crazy ass girlfriend" video.

"Death Race 2"- 2.5 zombie moans. Loved Danny Trejo. Loved how they tried to make sure it all managed to tie in as a true prelude to "Death Race", but all in all, it sucked. Big time. Oh yeah, and another ridiculously long sex scene. Had no idea I had rented that much porn this weekend.

6) We are going camping this weekend. All well and good, save for a minor issue in my book. Schools start Tuesday and we are camping until Monday. Let me think: good idea. Answer: hell no. I personally think we need that Monday to get everything ready, packed, cleaned, laid out, etc., so me running around trying to unload a trailer, get clothes washed, kids washed, stuff put away, get them ready, and get me ready for a first day back to my shitty ass job just isn't going to cut it. Not at all. This is going to get revised and fast.

7) Insomnia sucks. Hence my snarky attitude. So, if you had been looking for a "woo hoo blessings, sunshine and happy day" bullshit, yeah, not here lol. I. Am. Exhausted. Oh, and my hair coloring expedition went totally fubar. What should have become a nice golden light brown/dark blonde became brown. Just. Brown. Fuck me. Oh well. Guess this is a time to be glad that the husband rarely notices me anymore.

8) Oh, one last lovely thing. Oxford Schools, in all their mental retardation, decided to have late start Wednesdays for the middle and high school. Only thing: the HS will have *NO BUSES*. So, either they sit at the school for 2 hours doing nothing or parents have to take them. This school board is fucking stupid!

I guess the powers that be figure that they don't mind having a few hundred teenagers wandering around with nothing to do for a few hours every Wednesday. I can still take Stef to school, but what about all the others who can't? Oh well, that is what happens when you spend all the funding on new f'ing blue turf, an entrance that wasn't needed, tennis courts that are unnecessary and trying to make ourselves look like some oh la la school with all the international academy crap. C'est la vie.

Funniest part of all: I don't remember, as a parent in this shitty school district, being asked my opinion about anything. I guess they just want my money, not my input.

OXFORD COMMUNITY SCHOOLS AND SUPERINTENDENT SKILLING SUCK ASS!!!!!!!!!!

Ugh. I'm pissing myself off lol. I'm done. For now. Here's hoping I get some sleep tonight.

Y'all, have a goodin.

Peace, Love and (who moved my rock) Zombies \IiiI

sometimes you just gotta say "wtf"

2011-08-10T07:37:00.002-04:00

No real reason for this, other than I realize that I don't blog much because, well, my life is as boring as the shitty state I live in. So, I am going to throw out some random thoughts for you on this lovely Wednesday.

1) The son of a bitch who beat his daughter with a baseball bat has been deemed competent to stand trial after he tried to claim insanity for the attack that killed his 20 year old daughter. "But, officer, I always keep cellophane wrapped around my baseball bats and wear surgical gloves when I go hit a few balls in the backyard!"

2) The cops in this place still suck hardcore ass. This means you, Oxford and Oakland County idiots. Found out that the Pontiac Police Department has been dissolved and they will now have to depend on Oakland County Sheriffs too. Pontiac...you are fucked.

3) You can already feel Autumn in the air. Leaves are already falling and that crappy humidity has dropped below 100000000000000000000% for the first time in a long time. Dry heat, please.

4) I was asked back to the school I worked at last year. Either I didn't piss off people for doing their jobs as much as I thought I did, or no one else wants do lower themselves to pumping ketchup for a living.

5) Just when you think your family is completely fraked up, you learn that the fraked up-ness goes way deeper. I'll explain when it is safe. No...seriously...it *isn't* safe right now.... How is that for cryptic?

6) I feel this incredible need to bake and decorate. Only a few problems: I am incredibly fat and broke and live in a town with the cultural aesthetic of flour.

7) NO MORE REMAKES FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY!!!!! No "Dirty Dancing", no "Fright Night", no "Don't Be Afraid Of The Dark"! Stop it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Timberlake to take the part of Johnny Castle?? Timberlake is a beanpole and Swayze was a god! AAARRRGGHH!!!

8) Oh, and Hollywood? SHOVE YOUR FRAKING 3-D MOVIES UP YOUR ASSES!!!!!!!!!

9) Movie reviews made easy, on scale of one to five zombies moans, 5 being best:

~"Beastly", 5 moans

~"Battle Los Angeles", 4 moans

~"Rango", 3.5 moans

~"Green Hornet", 2 moans

~"Tangled", 5 moans

~"The Dilemma", 4 moans

~"Hall Pass", 3.5 moans

~"Paranormal Activity 2", -40000000000 moans...yes, negative.

~"Exte: Hair Extensions" (Japanese horror), 5 moans

~"The Rite", 4 moans

Waiting to see "Insidious". Now, I have had many friends say, "Oh my gosh! It was *terrifying*! I was sooo scared!" Yeah. I take that with a grain of salt just like when people around here say, "Oh my gosh! That food was *sooooo* spicy!" Here, water is spicy and "Casper" is considered a spine tingler.

Yeah, yeah, I'm snarky. I'm tired. Need to sleep and lose weight. Why can't both just happen at the same time??

So, yeah, sometimes you just gotta say "wtf"...and I do...often...just ask the kids...

Peace, Love and (did i just quote a tom cruise movie? i am screwed) Zombies \IiiI

survival of the (former) fattest

2011-07-31T22:15:00.008-04:00

I am now an official survivor of the Warrior Dash 2011, the 5K obstacle race from hell. Let me tell you, that race was *hard*!!

My friend Marla and I dubbed ourselves the "Former Fat Chicks", although I still have a long way to go.

We started out all smiles to begin the 8 a.m. wave of the race.

We are the dorks in the dead center of the picture, all lined up and ready to go.

We were in the first wave at 8 a.m. Believe it or not, there were 500 people per wave, a new wave starting ever half an hour. The race that we participated in in Mt. Morris, Michigan was the 2nd largest ever. They had over 20,000 participants over the two days of racing.

We thank god we did the early wave. It wasn't horribly hot yet, even though the humidity was kicking my asthma's ass. Began with a one mile run until the first obstacle, then a lot of running between the following obstacles:

tires and cars

jumping over walls and under barbed wire

water and logs

rolling over elevated cargo netting

scaling wall with rope

crawling under black tarp they rightly called the "sauna"

mud bog that went up to my neck and smelled *horrid*

mud hills and ravines

another scaling wall you had to repel down the other side

cargo net wall

fire leaping

and one more barbed wire/mud bog that took you to the end of the race.

I know that I am not accurately describing these obstacles to you, or I am making them sound easy, but BELIEVE ME, it WAS NOT EASY! Have any idea how hard it is to jump over a wall that comes up to your neck? Can't wait to post the pics of the bruises on the insides of my thighs lol!

All in all, we had a great time, it took us one hour and nine minutes to complete it all and looked like this when it was over:

There were lots of broken ankles, dislocated fingers (which I am surprised didn't happen to me coming down the damned rope wall with mud all over my hands) and, very unfortunately and tragically, one possible death. Our husbands were standing next to the finish line, and around 20-someodd minutes in, a very healthy looking, well-built man came around the corner, ready to finish, stopped and dropped. They had three medics doing deep chest compressions, running him to the ambulance while his whole family watched. Seeing that made Don and Bryan very nervous, considering the Marla already has a pace maker and, well, who knows what could be wrong with me. He and his family are definitely in our prayers tonight.

I can't wait to do it again next year. This time last year, I could never have even considered being a part of this race. Next year, I will be thirty pounds even lighter and ready to kick Warrior Dash ass again!

Bring on the Zombie Apocalypse bitches!!! I'm ready!

Peace, Love and (WARRIOR!!!!!) Zombies \IiiI

pray for me

2011-07-31T05:38:00.003-04:00

Off to have some muddy, sweating fun and hopefully not be killed. Pray for me and my psychotic PIC, Marla.

Peace, Love and (what the f....have i agreed too?) Zombies \IiiI

then and now

2011-07-23T16:21:00.003-04:00

As all y'all know, I have been working on my weight loss for over a year now. I haven't done any type of full body shot since my 20th high school reunion. I knew I had a weight problem, but had no idea it was *that* bad.

Damn, was I wrong.

This pic was taken with my friend George at the reunion:

I weighed around 206 and wore an 18/20 at this point.

Good lord.

Today, I was feeling good about myself. I was getting ready to go to the graduation party of my friends' daughter and figured, what the hell. I took a pic. Ready?

I am now 152 and in an 8/10. Just a smidge of a difference.

I have around 25 more pounds, maybe 30, I'd like to lose.

I kinda like me.

Peace, Love and (what a difference ww makes) Zombies \IiiI

never said i was shakespeare

2011-07-22T14:24:00.003-04:00

Every once in a while, I get a poetic bug, and I use that term loosely. These are two I put together last year and thought were lost. Laugh I you like, but do it quietly. I may be tough, but I do have feelings, believe it or not... Forgive the double spacing...

Beaders Lament

Sparkling, glittering

Beads on string

Shining and gleaming

Baubles and things.

Threads, wire

Needles and glue

Cutters and pliers

So much to do.

Seed beads, patterns

Crystals galore

Bracelets and necklaces

Earrings and more

Amethyst, Silver

Garnet and Gold

Amber and Turquoise

Riches untold.

What to do, what to do?

Where to start next.

This obsession I have

Friends are perplexed.

Huddles, drooling

Around boxes and bags

Sorting, placing

By color and tags.

Hungry, thirsty

No time to speak

Go to sleep? NEVER!

That is for the weak!

Blurry eyed, cackling

Stringing my pretties

Must finish the project!

Don't get it? Pity...

Obsession, addiction

I must have it all!

Yes, I have it in twelve colors,

But those are for Fall!

You just do not get it,

You just do not see.

I'm a special creature

So please, let me be.

For I am a Beader

With only one hitch

Beads are my mistress

And I am their bitch.

Let It Go

A warm wind blows

the scent on the breeze

carries memories.

Soft and sweet,

raw and pungent.

Closing your eyes,

you breath deeply

filling your lungs.

Holding your breath

the air enters your blood,

courses through your heart,

flows through your soul.

You hold on to the sensation,

letting it permeate every corner

of your being.

Exhale, you release more than just breath

but all the darkness inside of you.

It escapes in a mist

now caught on the breeze

swirling and dancing around you.

You open your eyes and watch

as it begins to slowly

fade

away

Leaving nothing behind

but

you.

Peace, Love and (why am i sharing this with y'all?) Zombies \IiiI

...and a side of brains please

2011-07-21T10:06:00.004-04:00

It is finally here.

Plus One Weekend.

Or, for me it is "Minus Three Kids and One Husband Weekend".

Don is taking the girls and three of their friends camping this weekend and leaving me to have some down time. Yes, he is psychotic, and he himself is wondering if he needs to start taking meds. What will I do? No f'ing clue, but for at least an hour or so after they leave I will probably just sit here in silence with a shit eating grin on my face, then I will bbq my dinner and let my zombies roam.

On the weather front, believe it or not, it will be *hotter* here in Oxford then it will be in El Paso. 101 degrees with a 110 degree heat index, plus a side of 80% humidity minus a single cloud in the sky. Holy shitballs. I was suppose to shop for my "mommy supplies" this morning (you know: steak, liqour, veggies, liqour, chocolate, liqour), but I let Don take my truck for fear of his dying from heat stroke. His car has no a/c. I am a freaking saint!

As far as the computer goes, I am a happy girl once more. Don, my stud muffin, got all my stuff back, including all my music and, *insert happy dance here*, my Zuzu Zombie book I have been writing :). Oh I just tingle!

Let's see...what to complain about. Nothing at the moment, but then, I haven't gotten anyone out of bed. Yes, it is late, and I don't care. Stuff your good mommy award, I want no fighting for now.

That seems to be it for now. Need to get the trailer ready to go for tomorrow. Go go go. GOOOOOOOO!

Peace, Love and (the sound.....of silence) Zombies \IiiI

it's possessed, i swear it

2011-07-06T12:29:00.002-04:00

A few days ago, my computer did a full reset and wiped everything out.

We have tried and tried again to put things back in order.

My husband is a computer wiz, the guy that everyone comes to to fix their computer issues.

Even he is perplexed.

Every time I shut down my computer, it resets itself...again. I seem to be a permanent guest on my own computer. We can't get it to be any other way.

Why not take it to Best Buy or the local chopshop? Because we know that the computer only has a short time left on this earth and, besides, I could buy a new one for what they will charge me to tell me what I already know.

*sigh*

Let the countdown begin...

Peace, Love and (tick tock tick tock) Zombies \IiiI

my .05 and we will call it good

2011-07-05T16:27:00.005-04:00

FYI: I am not saying she is guilty, I'm not saying she's not guilty. I will say her and her entire family remind me of a horror movie I saw once and her lawyer should lose his balls. This is my opinion on the public feeding frenzy.

I know that for the next few weeks, maybe even months, we will be bombarded by opinion after asshat opinion of the Casey Anthony trial. Here is my asshat opinion, then I will never ever speak of it again:

First off, I think it is completely sick that the media and, obviously the numb-skull public, is obsessed with the idea of a mother killing her child. Is the public truy outraged that they think a murderer was set free, or that a mother wasn't put on death row for it?

How do we know she is guilty? We don't. We probably never will. Personally, I point fingers at the grandfather. He seems smarmy as hell. BUT, since the public wanted momma blood, no one seems to be looking hard in that direction.

If she is guilty, she wil have to live with the knowledge forever that she murdered a beautiful child and will, in the end, but truly judged by whatever god she believes in.

If she is not, I pray that the true murderer will be brought to justice, and that Casey will be able to have some closure on this painful memory.

Light a candle, say a prayer for the blessed soul of Caylee Marie. May she one day be able to truly rest in peace.

The end.

Peace, Love and (did you want a murderer to be found, or a mother to be sacrificed for your entertainment?) Zombies \IiiI

whether you noticed or not

2011-07-05T01:00:00.003-04:00

I haven't been around much, and for good, albeit rotten reasons.

This is, in essence, how I looked...

the moment I saw that my computer had decided, quite on its own, to reset back to factory settings.

I never said, "Sure, go ahead and screw me and wipe my hard drive clean as a whistle!"

It did it all by its lonesome.

Know what that means?

It means, boys and girls...

everything...

music...

pictures...

story I have been writing for months now...

EVERYTHING...

is fucking...

G O N E.

Most of the music and pics will be retrievable because Don apparently backed-up most of it on an external hard drive. But the story is still gone, along with every saved link I have ever had.

Nope, not happy.

On a different note, my girls are all gone to Arkansas to visit their aunt until Thursday. Have any clue how weird it is to have *all* the girls gone at the same exact time for the first time in 15 years? Very weird, let me tell you. They are having fun, but are finding it a might strange to be gone so far from home without either Don or myself in tow. The silence is eerie and the dogs keep looking for them which is funny. It'll all be good. Let's hear it for nekked time :).

Two movie recommendations:

Agora: a movie set during the rise of Christianity in historical Roman Egypt, and the struggle for a brilliant female philosopher and astronomer, Hypatia of Alexandria (played by Rachel Weisz) to hold on to what she believes and not be forced into a man's religion. Amazing movie.

Creation: the story of the life of Charles Darwin (played by Paul Bettis). I have always had trouble understanding the craziness of Darwin's opinions and beliefs, but this movie kind of gives you a background as to why he thought how he did and how he came to draw his own conclusions on life and its origins.

Be aware that these movies will make you think very deeply about what, why and how you believe.

I guess that is all. I'm tired. Need sleep.

Until next time...

Peace, Love and (my computer is possessed, i know it) Zombies \IiiI

something new

2011-06-27T12:07:00.003-04:00

New necklace I put together when we were camping. Sorry for the cruddy photo.

when light just isn't the better choice

2011-06-24T17:26:00.006-04:00

I've been doing Weight Watchers for a bit over a year now and have lost 52 lbs. to date. I have changed the way I look at food and how I make my choices. Even though I have changed some items to low or no fat, low or no sugar, some things can't be messed with.

Prepared margaritas are one of those things.

I love to have a drink once in a while, and we all know that alcohol can really pack on the calories. Naturally, I try to find a way to still get flavor and kick without paying for it in the waistline. My weakness is a good Margarita. Oh, margarita how I love thee. Now, your typical margarita packs in 500 calories a serving and I, my friends, can drink *many* margaritas. The two light products I am reviewing here are only 100 calories per serving, and that is *wonderful*. Alas, I can honestly say that that is the only tasty part of either one.

That being said, here we go:

#1: Bethenny Frankel's "Skinny Girl Margarita"

I was super excited when I saw that our local grocery store finally decided to start carrying this product. I have watched Real Housewives Of New York since the day it began, and have always loved Bethenny. I am also a fan of Bethenny Getting Married and Bethenny Ever After. She is a super cool woman who overcame a childhood of shit, has amazing business savvy and a wonderful home life. All that being said...

this drink...

is flat out...

without a doubt...

vile.

Cute bottle, fantastic marketing, but that is where the flair ends. This stuff is bitter and selzery, like drinking carbonated water with too much lemon added. Not even a touch of sweetness and absolutely no tequila flavor at all. It isn't overly expensive, around $13 a bottle, but it is $13 of my money, gone. It will be loved by people who aren't margarita snobs, and I, my loves, am a *huge* one. In the long run, I will find a way to doll it up and make it consumable, but other than that, I will never purchase it again or recommend it.

Sorry Bethenny.

My rating: half a tequila glass out of 5

#2: Jose Cuervo Light Margarita

Now, I *love* me some Jose Cuervo, and have always been a fan of their Gold Margaritas. This stuff...

err...

not so much.
It has that sad lo-cal sugar flavor that sticks with you, and it seriously drowns out the tequila. It is still relatively consumable except for one little thing.

The headache.

Holy shit.

The *headache*.

I didn't even drink enough to get a good buzz because the aftertaste started to eat at the flesh on my tongue. The headache started as a little pain in the temple and by the time I woke up in the morning it was like a hangover you would get after drinking MD 20/20.

For me, I will never consume this stuff again, but I would be willing to say "give it a try" to others. Just don't expect to be blown away.

My rating: 2 tequila glasses out of 5 with an Excedrine Migraine chaser

The moral of this story:

I'll use butter spray instead of Country Crock spread...I'll eat whole wheat pasta instead of regular pasta. When it come to my prepared margarita craving, I'll stick to the straight up love of Jose Cuervo Gold. Yes, I know that when you cut out the calories in any thing, the flavor is going to change. Duh. But for the love of goddess, it doesn't have to make you cry.

Peace, Love and (i'm sorry jose...please forgive) Zombies \IiiI

still bored: movie meme

2011-06-23T21:48:00.002-04:00

Name a film that you have seen more than 10 times.

Dawn Of The Dead, Somewhere In Time, Starship Troopers

Name a film that you’ve seen multiple times in the cinema.

The Little Mermaid

Name an actor that would make you more inclined to see a film.

Vin Diesel, Dwayne Johnson, Jason Statham, Ryan Reynolds

Name an actor that would make you less likely to see a film.

Tom Hanks

Name a film that you can and do quote from.

Fright Night and Fight Club

Name a film musical that you know all of the lyrics to all of the songs.

Chicago, My Fair Lady, Oliver!

Name a film that you would recommend everyone see.

Remember Me with Robert Pattinson

Ever walked out of a film?

Blair Witch Project, not because it sucked (which it did), but because I was pregnant and all that camera bouncing made me very nauseous.

Name a film that made you cry in the cinema.

Because Of Winn Dixie

Popcorn?

Absolutely, but none of that oil butter sludge crap that people like. Meh.

How often do you go to the cinema (as opposed to renting them or watching them at home)?

Once in a blue moon

What’s the last film you saw in the cinema?

Pirates Of The Caribbean: On Stranger Tides. Disappointing.

What’s your favourite/preferred genre of film?

Horror, horror, horror, horror, and sci-fi. The occasional romantic comedy, followed by horror.

What’s the first film you remember seeing in the cinema?

Star Wars

What film do you wish you had never seen?

I have seen movies that suck, but none that have scarred me.

What is the scariest film you’ve seen?

The Exorcist. That damn head turning thing. brwaahaahaha

If you could be any character portrayed in a movie, who would it be?

Any character who gets to some alone time with Hugh Jackman, Vin Diesel or Ryan Reynolds.

Total number of films you own on DVD and video.

Are you kidding?? Hundreds

Last film you bought.

Silent Hill

Last film you watched.

Tron: Legacy. The ending sucked ass.

Five films that mean a lot to you.

Steel Magnolias, Three Little Words, Night Of The Living Dead (1968), Terms Of Endearment, Secret Life Of Walter Mitty

Peace, Love and (you survived...for now) Zombies \IiiI

welcome to my massive boredom

2011-06-23T19:22:00.008-04:00

And with massive boredom comes a meme I found on the ether. Here we go:

50 Questions

1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
I need to color my hair.
2. How much cash do you have on you?
Absolutely 0
3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?
Whore
4. Favorite planet?
Pluto bitches!
5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
My oldest
6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?
"Unbelievable" by EMF
7. What shirt are you wearing?
My red love t-shirt
8. Do you label yourself?
Unfortunately yes
9. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently wearing?
Hanes socks :)
10. Bright or Dark Room?
Dark please
11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?
Got it from the ether, so I will assume he/she/it is awesome
12. What does your watch look like?
People wear watches????
13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
Playing "Left For Dead 2"
14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?
The curse of dissing Tron: Legacy
15. Where is your nearest 7-11?
El Paso, 2000 miles away
16. What's a word that you say a lot?
Fuck
17. Who told you he/she loved you last?
Sierra
18. Last furry thing you touched?
Lilly
19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
Tylenol Extra Strength, Excedrin Migraine and Claritin
20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?
People use film??
21. Favorite age you have been so far?
24, the last year I could be remotely selfish
22. Your worst enemy?
Me
23. What is your current desktop picture?
A bunch of different desert pictures
24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
"That idiot is lucky he was wearing a bullet-proof vest. That bullet could have killed him!" For the record, we were watching "Tosh.0"
25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
Million bucks, duh! Then I could get those wing implants I always wanted.
26. Do you like someone?
Yes. Duh.
27. The last song you listened to?
"Lady Jesus" by The Galaxy Asteroid Tour
28. What time of day were you born?
5 a.m. I think. The memories are kind of hazy.
29. What’s your favorite number?
13 because of my father's intense fear of it.
30. Where did you live in 1987?
El Paso, Texas praise Goddess
31. Are you jealous of anyone?
I'm jealous of anyone still living in El Paso
32. Is anyone jealous of you?
Only if they are seriously stupid
33. Where were you when 9/11 happened?
Sitting at home chatting with friends, very pregnant with my youngest.
34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
Kick the fucker
35. Do you consider yourself kind?
Absolutely
36. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
I have four so this question is a little late
37. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
I'm already fluent in Texanese, American Sign Language, Spanglish and Sarcasm, but Gaelic would be cool
38. Would you move for the person you loved?
I did, 2000 miles away from my hometown.
39. Are you touchy feely?
Depends on who is doing the touchy feeling.
40. What’s your life motto?
Here's to you and here's to me, and if we ever disagree, fuck you, here's to me.
41. Name three things that you have on you at all times?
Tissue, carmex and my Donkey Xote necklace
42. What’s your favourite town/city?
El Paso
43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
Spending money for the oldest to go to Cedar Point with her friend.
44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?
Maybe 10 years ago
45. Can you change the oil on a car?
Yes I can, so there. My father was a total dick, but he did teach me that.
46. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?
He is suffering from short term memory loss and is slowly dying from a brain infection. That's what happens when you abuse your girlfriend. But I'm not bitter.
47. How far back do you know about your ancestry?
Far enough I guess. Some French (unfortunately), Native American and Germany. No Spanish.
48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?

It was so long ago I can't even pretend to remember. I am an at-home of three girls and part-time noon aide. Not exactly situations that require 4 inch heels and dresses.
49. Does anything hurt on your body right now?
I have a wicked headache, but that never changes.
50. Have you been burned by love?

Who hasn't???

Peace, Love and (wonder if I can find more...) Zombies \IiiI

i give up

2011-06-14T00:12:00.003-04:00

I just can't do it. That 30 day book challenge just became too damned repetitive. I like to read. I read mainly horror, detective and sci fi with a bit of historical fiction for fun. Now you know lol.

Peace, Love and (zzzzzzz) Zombies \IiiI

30 day book challenge~ day 11

2011-06-11T20:44:00.003-04:00

Day 11: book by your favorite author.

That would be The Tea Shop Mysteries...and the Scrapbook Mysteries...and the Cackleberry Club...all by Laura Childs.

I am weird. I become *addicted* to certain writers and have to gobble up everything they ever do. I have read all the works of Hillerman, King, Alt, Thurlo, Anthony, Beaton, Cornwell, and many more. I'm just that way. When Hillerman died, my heart broke because the literary world was losing an amazing writer.

Okay, I'm done.

Peace, Love and (why did you have to leave me tony??) Zombies \IiiI

30 day challenge days 9 and 10 and random stuff

2011-06-10T21:49:00.003-04:00

Day 9: a book that makes you sick

Really? No clue. Now, a movie that make me sick...

Day 10: Book that changed you life

She's Come Undone. Amazing book. Touches your heart and soul, and it made me feel as if I was reading about myself. Wonderful read and huge recommendation.

Okay, I am slightly tipsy at the moment. Discovered Watermelon Jose Cuervo Margaritas and and getting all fluffy inside. They taste like a Jolly Rancher Watermelon candy. I swear to Goddess. I can't tell you how many times I have back tracked to correct spelling so far lol.

I love love love this picture:

I'd love to use it as my blog photo, but it would prolly be illegal. I don't wanna do that...today...

Maybe tomorrow....

This is how I feel right now:
and that is no lie. I am working on a detective series called "The Adventures Of Zuzu Zombie, Undead Detective". There is a tea shop detective, a scrapbook detective, an Indian detective. It is time for a zombie detective. Sound stupid?? Hope not.... Like I said, I am no Magaly, but I am a Penny, so we will see...

Tonight, I am hanging out with my daughter Steph and her best friends (my daughters by default) Kiersten and Kandance, watching 80's flicks and eating Chinese, cookies and popcorn...and adult beverages for me lol. Right now, it is "Valley Girl". Earlier it was "Better Off Dead" and "Sixteen Candles". Later will be "Pretty In Pink". Keeping the 80's alive!!!

Okay, I'm done for now. Can't see straight lol. Have a goodin puddin.

Peace, Love and (will i survive the summer?) Zombies \IiiI

you win

2011-06-08T10:01:00.002-04:00

Today, my husband made a comment on FB about Michigan thinking about repealing its helmet law. I said it would certainly cut down on the revving of engines and getting cut off in traffic (these are two things that happen here a lot). A friend of my husband came on and said, "Don't get me started!" I said, "We would never do that to you sweetpea. We know how sensitive you cycle riders are lol."

Raze me about Texas, I get sensitive.

Raze people about Michigan, they get sensitive.

Raze people about the pc/apple debate, they get sensitive.

See where I am going here?

The friend comes back and says, "Penny, as usual you make no sense." I said, "You don't want to get started about cycle riders and their helmet hair issues and I don't want to make you pout :)"

Meaning, he is going to defend cycle riders and I am going to pick on him.

Still understanding?

Good.

I went to his page and said, "I am just needling you because you are so easy to rile up lol. Don't be mad at me. I'll stop picking on you someday...maybe...maybe not lol."

He came back and said, "I don't mind needling if it is witty or has any intelligence at all. You are severely lacking both."

So, thank you for calling me stupid when I was actually *apologizing* to you. Do me a favor. Save yourself from my stupidity and don't speak to me again.

Fuck you.

Have a nice day.

Peace, Love and (words hurt. you win) Zombies \IiiI

30 day book challenge- day

2011-06-08T08:00:00.003-04:00

Day 8- book that scares you.

Okay, y'all will probably laugh at me for this, but I am quite okay with that. The book that scares me the most is.....

drum roll...

The Bible

Call it what you will: Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth, a love story, a weapon, it scares me. What scares me, you ask? It isn't the validity of it, because I choose to believe that it started out as a God inspired, God breathed book of the past. Now, it is a joke. 4000 different translations/versions/variations, all by different people, in their own private, this-is-how-I-see-it perspective. Here are a few:

The traditional

the study

the reference

the place-in-life

the one-year

the chronological

the pastor's

the children's

the parallel

the serendipity

the quest

the key word

the leadership

the Hebrew-Greek

the "Here's Hope"

the serenity

NIV

KJV

NLT

ASV

NAS

RHE

ESV

NKJV

GNV

NRS

RSV

MSB

LEB

MSG

NRIV

TMB

YLT

TNIV

blah blah blah blah blah blah.

You picking up what I am laying down?

The PC bible is my personal favorite, where there are no more pronouns like he or she because it may insult someone's delicate f'ing nature. I'm waiting for the texting bible. Should read something like this:

Genesis 1- N the bgng, Gd creted th hvns n rth. Nw, the rth wz 4mles n mt, drkns wz ovr the dep, n the sprit ov Gd wz hovrng ovr the watrs.

The people who "interpret" the Bible also terrify me. The ones who use it as a "WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIIIIIIIIIIIE TOMORROW....ERR, NEXT YEAR...2013.....GIVE ME YOUR MONEY!!!!" Hell, even those who believe that shit scare me....

How about I just believe that God loves me and leave it at that? Take your translations and shove them up your pious asses :).

Was that a subtle enough reason why lol??

Peace, Love and (god/dess love me no matter what i read) Zombies \IiiI

30 day book challenge day 7

2011-06-07T07:55:00.003-04:00

Day 7- A book you can quote/recite:

Okay, let's be honest. At one time, I could recite the entire poem done by the Cheshire Cat in "Alice Through The Looking Glass", and even a good portion of "The Canterbury Tales". After being a mom for 15 years and working with small children, this is all I can recite now...

Admit it...you can too :).

There are only two more days, not counting this one, before school is out for the summer. I will miss my paycheck, I will miss my friends. I will not miss Shrek one bit. If I was asked back again next year, would I? Let's fact it folks...I live in Michigan. Yes, yes I would.

Now is the time to begin training harder to lose weight and get prepared for the Warrior Dash on July 31st. I am terrified and excited at the same time. Hopefully I will make it through without too many scars or broken bones.

I plan on concentrating on my writing this summer (nothing like our beautiful witch Magaly), and working on my jewelry again, two things that got lost between school functions and work.

Before I go, a few movie reviews:

Jackass 3: as usual, the 3D aspect killed a perfectly good disgusting movie. Damned 3D.

My Soul To Take: Eh, only if you have nothing better to do. It had a good premise, slightly recycled idea it may be, and fell way way short.

Unstoppable: Excellent movie. Recommended.

Due Date: SUCKED. Nuff said. Save for the part where they drove through El Paso. That was good.

Okay, time for more coffee. Have a good one.

Peace, Love and (give me a decent horror flick...PLEASE!!!) Zombies \IiiI

30 day book challenge- days 1-6

2011-06-05T23:38:00.002-04:00

Playing catch up. Here we go:

Day 1: Favorite book- The Talisman by King and Straub. As Mejis so eloquently put it, I read the hell out of this book.

Day 2: Least favorite book- Err, don't have one.

Day 3: Book that makes you laugh out loud- Lamb, the Gospel According To Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal by Christopher Moore. I first picked this book up because the main character's name was Biff, my hubs nickname. This is the greatest book ever!

Day 4: Book that makes you cry- A Child Called "It" by Dave Pelzer. I will be honest, I was never able to finish the book. It gave me nightmares. But I did meet Dave in person. Amazing man.

Day 5: Book you wish you could live in- Any book in the Xanth series by Piers Anthony. I have loved Anthony since I happened to pick up his book "Hard Sell" while at the shopette in Fort Leonardwood, Missouri, where I was stationed. Such incredible flights of fancy!

Day 6: Favorite young adult book- Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret by Judy Blume. A definite right-of-passage book for any young girl if I do say so myself :).

That's all for now. Carry on...

Peace, Love and (mmmmm, books) Zombies \IiiI

30 day book challenge

2011-06-04T21:52:00.002-04:00

Blaming this one one Mejis as Southern Discomfort. A 30 day book meme. I will put up the first 5 days tomorrow and keep it going from there :).

Day 1: Favorite book

Day 2: Least favorite book

Day 3: Book that makes you laugh out loud

Day 4: Book that makes you cry

Day 5: Book you wish you could live in
Day 6: Favorite young adult book
Day 7: Book that you can quote/recite
Day 8: Book that scares you
Day 9: Book that makes you sick
Day 10: Book that changed your life
Day 11: Book from your favorite author
Day 12: Book that is most like your life
Day 13: Book whose main character is most like you
Day 14: Book whose main character you want to marry
Day 15: First “chapter book” you can remember reading as a child
Day 16: Longest book you’ve read
Day 17: Shortest book you’ve read
Day 18: Book you’re most embarrassed to say you like
Day 19: Book that turned you on
Day 20: Book you’ve read the most number of times
Day 21: Favorite picture book from childhood
Day 22: Book you plan to read next
Day 23: Book you tell people you’ve read, but haven’t (or haven’t actually finished)
Day 24: Book that contains your favorite scene
Day 25: Favorite book you read in school
Day 26: Favorite nonfiction book
Day 27: Favorite fiction book
Day 28: Last book you read
Day 29: Book you’re currently reading
Day 30: Favorite coffee table book

Gotta love a meme, eh?

Peace, Love and (i am such a sucker for these things) Zombies \IiiI

really? really really?

2011-05-31T07:10:00.003-04:00

A bloggy friend of mine, Absolutely Narcissism, is celebrating her first bloggiversary. It made me begin to wonder, "Hmm...how long have *I* been blogging?" I took a look, and I saw:

February 2008.

Holy Shiznit.

Y'all have been reading my drivel for 3 years.

What's wrong with you???

Actually, I am grateful. Y'all have saved me from myself on many occasions. Y'all have agreed with me, disagreed with me, really really disagreed with me, had my back, shown me love, made me think, pissed me off and stuck it out with me through the thick (my adventure from fattiness) and thin (my adventure into thinness). You've cried with me when I lost my father and my Poppy, you've picked up your torches and pitchforks against the shitster, you've gotten drunk with me and held my hair afterwards. For that, I am eternally grateful.

About me, you have learned:

My obsessive love of zombies and all things dead...

My love of the Goddess and of Jesus Christ....

My continued celebration of Dia De Los Muertos....
And definitely my need to horde food from my homeland. Last week I got a very very special package in the mail from a long time high school friend of mine, Fernie. He was a great guy to me in school when the jackhole I was dating wouldn't stand up for me against that shitheads he was friends with. This special package contained a sweet, delectable, sinful, orgasmic nosh called Gansito. Think of it as a twinkie, only way way way way way better, covered in chocolate and filled with cream and jelly. Gansito kicks twinkies' ass!!!

Love you Fernie <3!

And, for the hell of it, a pic of me, kinda, that the 9 year old took when I wasn't looking. Pay no attention to the apparent double chin, since I was looking down at the time. Do pay attention to the hair that I refuse to have cut. I actually kinda like my hair...oh yeah, and the hubs next to me lol.

I could put up about a thousand more pics: tequila bottles, Corona with lime, Momma's backyard, my high school, my beautiful girls, my garden, blah blah blah. You'll see those too. Later. Hehee.

Anyhoo, thank you for putting up with me for all this time. It is nice to see I am not the only one who is in desperate need to therapy...

Peace, Love and (i could never live without blogging) Zombies \IiiI

2011-05-22T00:04:00.002-04:00

Well, that stinking end-of-the-world pastor lied to us. BUT, we do have one thing to look forward to:

BRING ON THE BRAIN EATING DECAYING WALKING CORPSES!!!

The Queen Texan Zombie Goddess is ready!

Peace, Love and (double tap!) Zombies \IiiI

2011-05-21T17:25:00.001-04:00

HAPPY RAPTURE DAY EVERYONE!!!!

what's it like?

2011-05-18T07:26:00.003-04:00

I'm curious...

what is it like to have an interesting life?

I read all sorts of blogs, and all of them are interesting, which is why I read them.

Me?

I'm simple.

I've been married to the same great man for 19 years. I wake up in the morning. I make breakfast. I get three kids ready for school. I do laundry and dishes and vacuuming and sweeping and scrubbing. I go to a dead-end job. I make dinner. I clean up. I help kids with homework then put them to bed. I go to sleep. Rinse and repeat.

I do get on the treadmill to nowhere though.

I live in a small very meh town. The last "festival" the town put on, the "Hamburger Festival", was a complete shambles, complete with pouring down rain, freezing 40 degree temps and, well, no hamburgers. No interesting sites to see. No place special to go since they shut down Starbuck's. Date night at the Home Depot does not a fun trip always make, but I guarantee I could find my way around there with my eyes closed.

I do invite people over quite often to cook for them or bbq. That's about it.

I suppose that is why I read a lot of detective novels based in the southwest and southern tea shops though lol. I need to escape this mundane existence somehow.

Oh, and read all about y'alls lives and get jealous of the trips to historic places that are down the street and lunches in Santa Fe and gorgeous weather.

I could go eat lunch in the mega-cool farm town of Lapeer or really switch things up and go to the Meijers in Auburn Hills. Whew! I'm burning it up!

So I ask all you trip taking, fun place living, uber-interesting life people: what's it like??

Peace, Love and (when did i let my life get so boooooring) Zombies \IiiI

when will it be our turn??

2011-05-15T10:49:00.002-04:00

It is 42 degrees right now.

Feels like 34 degrees because of wind chill.

Yes...wind chill...

In the middle of May.

I'm not complaining.

I am bitching up a storm.

There is a difference.

Peace, Love and (it. is. still. cold) Zombies \IiiI

now a few words from our sponsors(

2011-05-15T01:02:00.005-04:00

Just watched "Jonah Hex" tonight. Maybe I am weird, but I really like it, creepy Megan Fox waist and all.

(I'd do him...scarred face and all)

Next, I have discovered my new love. My new passion. Move over Patron Silver (which I never thought I'd say!). Here comes....

360 Double Chocolate Vodka!!!!

I bought some on because, well, I saw it there in the store, and it said to very special words: "chocolate" and "vodka". This stuff is *THE BOMB*!!!!! I do love vodka, and normally, you have to mix it with something. Not this stuff. It is a m a z i n g!!!!!! Give it a try!

BTW, we also watched "Due Date" tonight. It was cute, but the best part was the section filmed in EL PASO!!! My HOMETOWN!!! LOVED IT!!!

Wait.

Did you see that?

I didn't complain *once*!!

Maybe because I'm drunk...who can say?

But I didn't complain!

Mark this day on your calendars!

Oh...and the 21st of May...yes, this May...which another Christian freak of nature has declared to be judgement day.

Better drink some more vodka....

Peace, Love and (mmmmmm chocolate vodka and Josh Brolin) Zombies \IiiI

what the fuuuuu....?

2011-05-13T15:57:00.002-04:00

My entire last post is gone. G O N E...gone. Weird....

now i remember why I hate most people

2011-05-11T22:14:00.000-04:00

Warning: no protection spells were used before the reading of what made me angry. I think you will be able to tell lol. I should have known better. I apologize for my venom-spewing, but I had to get it out. TIA.

I hate people.

Well, a huge majority of them.

Why, you ask?

Because they are fucking piece of shit assholes.

Was that simple enough?

The reason is this. Two nights ago, my daughters' friends' cousin, who lives just a few streets from us, was almost beaten to death by her father with a baseball bat. She is currently fighting for her life in the hospital and her fuckhole of a father is in jail. But that isn't it.

There was a new report on what was happening, so I read it. No biggie. Then I made the mistake of reading the comments after. What I saw made me want to throw up.

Comments like:

Maybe she refused to become Muslim.

Perhaps an honor beating?

I told her to do the dishes.

The bitch needs to move out.

God/dess fucking help me. I want to beat the shit out of each and everyone of these motherfuckers. Such fucking goddamn pigs. This beautiful girl has had to have part of her skull removed to relieve pressure on her brain and is being medically sedated because she is "fighting" the doctors. FUCKING FUCKERS FROM FUCKING HELL!!!!

Part of me wants to think "Oh well, stupid is stupid. It is just bunch of dicks and their words."

Part of me thinks "I hope to God/dess that one day they are beaten with a bat, or their parents, or their children, and I hope that they are fighting for their lives and that people make jokes about their pain and sorrrow!"

Yeah, not appropriate.

Don't fucking care.

Ever wonder why the world sucks so fucking bad.

Because of people.

People who think pain is funny.

I want off the fucking rock.

In the famous words of Officer Kenneth from "Dawn Of The Dead":

Fuck all y'all.

Putting my anger aside, I do ask for prayers, blessings, candle-lightings, everything you can send to her her way. Her name is Megan. She is 20 years old. She didn't deserve this. Haters will hate and will suffer for their hate.

*sigh* I'm sorry, Megan. be strong and bright healing blessings and prayers to you.

Peace, Love and (i just want to hold my babies and cry now) Zombies \IiiI

watch who you talk to

2011-05-06T07:20:00.003-04:00

Dear Zomboss, eater of workplace enjoyment,

(not an exact likeness but damned close)

Didn't your momma ever teach you to watch who you talk to or, if you talk, watch what you say? Didn't think that someone as important as you would vent to a friend who is also friends with one of us lowly noon aides, did you? Didn't think the friend would go to noon aide and say, "Hey, your zomboss says she could care less what you and your lowly cohorts think, how you feel, your concern for the kids, and thinks you need to keep your damned opinions to yourselves, do your job and fucking leave quietly." Oopsie.....

I have no respect for you at all. I even respect Obama for the love of goddess, but you....nuhuh. Want me to keep my concerns and feelings to myself when it come to the safety of children, no prob. We tell you we think the behaviour is wrong and you tell us it is no big deal. Cool. Next time, if the inappropriate behaviour goes to far, I go above you. If they ask why, I will tell them that you told us you didn't care. Fuck you zomboss.

Sincerely,

The noon aide who, in 4 weeks, will happily give you the finger as I walk away.

the zombitch is back

2011-05-05T09:22:00.003-04:00

Catchy, eh? Didn't know what else to call it lol.

This past Sunday, the first of May, was the hubs and my 19th anniversary. 19 years, after everyone said we would last 6 months. We proved them wrong by a day or two. We went and watched "Fast Five" which I HIGHLY recommend (can you say *eyecandy*? I think you can!), had lunch at Longhorn's, then, naturally, went to Home Depot, where Don surprised me by getting me my chiminea I have wanted for so long. He also got me started with my stone border for my Piece Of Texas section of the backyard. I will put up pics when I download them.

Okay, let me say this and it will be done. Yes, Obama made the call. A lot of very brave soldiers, who just a few weeks ago almost lost their paychecks because Obama wanted to pad his pocket, put a bullet in Bin Laden's head. I still think Obama sucks total ass, and it pisses me off that this loser will probably get re-elected because of this. Another 4 years of being screwed. A note to Detroit: Al-Qaeda could give a fuck less about you. They aren't targeting mass transit. They aren't breeding baby terrorists in the local schools. You are safe and, besides, damn near no one will say that Detroit couldn't use a good bombing since it already looks like a war-torn country. Why do I say this? Well, our ever-loving, let's-scare-the-shit-out-of-them-again-since-H1N1-was-a-bust media has been telling us that since Bin Laden is dead, Al-Qaeda will be going apeshit fairly soon, and we must all be freaked out and report any and all suspicious behaviour immediately. So, if the kindergartener next door starts playing cops and robbers, call the FBI. He may be plotting the next attack.

~~insert big eye roll here~~

Just. shut. the. fuck. up.

Whew...I feel better now... Onwards and upwards...

I am a lucky zombie goddess, know why? I won *two*, count em, *two* of Magaly's giveaways :)! The book "Witch Hunter" and "Chronicles of Magick: Candle Magick" from Magickal Earth. Me giddy!!

I have talked for some time about giving up coffee. Well...pfft...let's be honest, not *give up* per se, but cut back a lot. I discovered a tea website called The Art Of Tea found here, and with my last little paycheck, purchased a turquiose teacup and infuser, some Velvet tea which is a chocolate mint type, and Banana Dulce tea. I made some of the Velvet a short time ago and oh. my. word. Celestial Seasonings, you are *so* a thing of the past!!! This loose leaf tea is the best I have ever had in my *entire* life!!! If you are considering trying tea out, ohhhhh, go to Art Of Tea!! This stuff is amazing!!!

Okay, lastly, y'all know I have been working on losing weight for quite while. I am, sad to report, still sucking ass at the moment. I know why. It is all me. I have been depressed, and when I get depressed, I eat. Oh, and I drink. A LOT. I am trying to get back in focus, and so far have only missed one workout in the past week-and-a-half. I still need to cut out the salt and grazing which is so hard sometimes. But, I am going to motivate myself, yet again. Yeah, y'all are tired of hearing it, but how many times have *you* said the same thing, hmmmm lol? Here it is: I want to buy a dress. When I was younger I used to wear dresses all the time. Dresses and 4-5 inch heels. I haven't done that in a long time because me, as a fatty, looked *horrible* in dresses. So, what I am planning on doing is going out there, finding a dress that I really like that looks great on me...and buying a size smaller than I am now. Say a size 4/6. And I will work to get myself in to that dress. I did it with a button-up shirt last time that I wanted to be able to wear without having to leave it unbuttoned on top with a shirt underneath. It worked once, it will work again.

I hope.

No....I know.

Anyhoo, I will go get ready for my suckass job. Happy Cinco De Mayo everyone :)!

Peace, Love and (it's too pretty out to go to work :( ) Zombies \IiiI

cleansing the soul~~bloggy friend giveaway part deux

2011-04-29T08:28:00.002-04:00

Yesterday I posted a giveaway for music that is sure to soothe one's spirit. Today we have one that is sure to soothe one's soul and home as well. Magaly has another lovely giveaway here with products from Wee Witches. Their organic coffee and lavender glycerins are looking mighty tasty to me! Natures best uppers and downers lol. Take a few moments and pop on over :)!

Peace, Love and (nothing like a clean home) Zombies \IiiI

soothing your soul~bloggy friend giveaway

2011-04-28T06:59:00.003-04:00

My friend, Magaly, has another giveaway going on on her wonderful blog, Pagan Culture, this time involving something that always touches me no matter what: music. It is not a surprise to anyone that music touches me in a way that most cannot understand. If you are the same, please treat yourself to a trip over to Magickal Earth and peruse their amazing music cd choices. I have already found a few favorites of my own (Healing Waters and Moon Chants are just two of them), and I know that I will find more.

Peace, Love and (i love celtic music soooo much) Zombies \IiiI

st. amway and the parawhore

2011-04-25T14:51:00.006-04:00

Yesterday was Easter or, as I was calling it, Zombie Jesus Day. I believe in Jesus, but it's funny.

Anyhoo, my hubs informed me that we would be going to our local megachurch, Christ the King, because a friend of his wanted to introduce us to his family. Even though I like the hubs friend, my heart shriveled up. We've gone a few times. I tried to like it...so has he. I even tried joining some skits and whatnot. No matter what we did, we couldn't get past a few things:

1) The 2.5 hour service, complete with 45 minutes of spoken advertisements, video advertisements, shitty sermons and bad music.

2) The 60o people per service load.

3) The constant insulting of other beliefs. Not just saying "They believe different than us" but "They are wrong and they will go to hell" insults. (He went on a diatribe on how Ostara was a myth and no one in their right mind would believe in that)

4) The fact that at the end of every service, you will get a 15 minutes schpiel about passing out the churchs' business cards so more people will go to their church because the pastor thinks they need to grow more. Not the kingdom of God...his church itself.

5) He claimed the new Rob Bell book "Love Wins" was about universalism...like all the other lemming pastors who didn't even bother to actually *read* the book. Jackhole.

The place was *PACKED* on Sunday, which already put me on edge. It is always packed, but this was INSANE. We found a few seats waaaaaay in the back by the doors, and when we went to sit down, an old woman walked up, looked at Don and said, "You need to move. My son needs to hear this sermon badly." Basically, "Fuck you and your children sir. Move." Bitch. We tried, the girls were good and tried too. We left after the pastors' 10th story on how great he is (he actually *repeated* a story on how he saved his poor suicidal friend...no, not from a different sermon...from *this* sermon...twice...in 15 minutes...the same sermon), and he had only gotten to the "A" from his acrostic EASTER...we had been there for an hour and 20 minutes. Holy shitballs.

I will never.

Ever.

Go back there.

Again.

I have now dubbed them "St. Amway", because it is about numbers (this is you...these are two of your friends...these are two of their friends...Amway people will understand that one).

The rest of the day was good. Don's aunt made marinated lamb which was *the bomb* and my mac and cheese went like mad.

I am seriously thinking about going back to school. Maybe for web design. We'll see.

Found out at work that the bitch whore lazy ass parapros filed a grievance against us because they had to help out when we were down a whole lot of noon aides. They had to watch the kids for a whole 15 minutes...ONE time. We cannot control when the sub company refuses to send subs, even when we put in for them weeks in advance. So, I say fuck them. File a grievance. Fire me. Then where will you be? You will be down even *more* help, and I will be at home, relaxing. Assholes. One of my friends, a fellow noon aide, had to leave before the very last recess because her son was throwing up at school. Know what the parawhore said? "Stay. Your kid will be fine. Do your job." Have any idea what would happen if that bitch said *that* to *me*? Even wonder what WWIII would look like? You'd find out.

So, there you go. Happy days :).

Peace, Love and (don't make me go '24 on your ass parawhore!) Zombies \IiiI

four

2011-04-22T21:46:00.002-04:00

Mejis from Southern Discomfort did it, so I will too. I am such a follower.

Four Things:

Four Places I Go:

1. The laundry room. I swear to goddess these people take the clothes I clean and throw them back into the dirty clothes for fun.

2. My shit sucking job. No upward-mobility, being talked down to, being paid crap. Lucky me.

3. Meijers.

4. My own imagination, where I am loved and sexy lol.

Four Smells that I Love:

1. Vanilla

2. Lavender Chamomille

3. Coffee

4. The desert after it rains

Four Favorite TV Shows:

1. Ramsey's Kitchen Nightmares

2. The Real Housewives

3. Andrew Zimmern Bizarre Foods (and Anthony Bourdian's No Reservations :))

4. Fringe

Four Favorite Movies:

1. The Lost Boys

2. Dawn Of The Dead

3. Secret Life Of Walter Mitty

4. Starship Troopers (Medic!!)

Four Recommendations:

1. Nothing makes you feel better than tequila, zombie killer video games and The Galaxy Asteroid Tour cd.

2. Starbucks...need I say more?

3. Don't stop working out. It is a bitch getting started again sometimes.

4. Believe what you want to believe for your reason, not someone else's.

Four People who Should Tell us their Fours:

I'm not going to pick four, I'm going to tag EVERYONE who reads this because that's how I roll.

Peace, Love and (where is that damn tequila??) Zombies \IiiI

new day

2011-04-17T20:18:00.002-04:00

Went to my WW meeting and came out unscathed. I just need to get a move on and get my ass back in gear. I have a good reason besides the fact that I just want to be sexy. My friend and WW guru, Marla, has convinced me to join her in the 2011 Warrior Dash taking place the end of July in Lansing, Michigan. Am I insane? Yes. Is she? Yes, which is why I am doing it with her. We don't plan on winning...we just plan on having a freaking awesome time getting sweaty, filthy and free beer. Who the hell says no to free beer???

Not this guy:

And certainly not me :).

Peace, Love and (what the hell am i getting myself in to?) Zombies \IiiI

fatty fatty two-by-four

2011-04-15T06:55:00.002-04:00

I made a huge mistake.

Wanna know what it is?

I got happy with myself.

With what I looked like.

How I felt.

And.....

Now I'm fat.

Well, okay, not fat *fat*, but fat-ter.

I was, for the first time, absolutely *loving* myself and what I looked like after almost 20 years. This time of elation was unfortunately, followed by a black depression and I kinda let things slide. I put off the treadmill...ate a few things I shouldn't...drank *a lot* of things I shouldn't...and now I am as big as a house.

Okay, exaggeration.

I've gained 7 lbs.

But I feel like a fraking loser.

I haven't weighed in a while now. I am feeling much fear about going in tomorrow morning. I hope the women at WW don't laugh at me and throw stones, singing that sweet childhood schoolyard song of yore:

Fatty fatty two-by-four, can't get through the school room door!

What have we learned here children?

Never, EVER be content with who you are. You just get fat.

Peace, Love and (is that an eclipse? no, it's penny!) Zombies \IiiI

mmmmm beads....mmmm giveaways

2011-04-12T14:52:00.003-04:00

My lovely witchy friend Magaly is having a giveaway of some gorgeous witchs' prayer beads. You can find the post here and maybe, just maybe, go ahead and put your pointy hat in the ring to win them. Heck, while you are there, hang around and peruse her dark and delicious stories. Give her blog a visit because she is an awesome lady!!!

Peace, Love and (talkin' up the homewitches) Zombies \IiiI

how can you not love this????

2011-04-12T14:15:00.002-04:00

This song makes me happy. Actually, all their music makes me happy. I be buying this soon!!!

Peace, Love and (happy feet) Zombies \IiiI

things undone

2011-04-06T11:33:00.003-04:00

It's Spring Break for the girls. It would be for me too, except, well...it is Spring Break for the girls. I swore to myself that I would spend time doing something for me. Maybe some beadwork. Haven't done that in a long time. Guess what I have done so far?

Cleaning.

Laundry.

Grocery shopping.

Cooking.

More Cleaning.

Guess what I haven't done so far?

Beadwork.

*sigh*

GM lets some of its employees, like my hubs, sign up for and take home vehicles for a week to play with. A kind of "you can build it, you can never afford it, but we will tease you with it" program. So far, Don has brought home an Acadia, a Traverse, an Escalade and, this time....

a 2011 Camaro.

I. Am. In. Love.

Don took me out to dinner last night and let me drive. Ohhhhh, nummy. From 0 to infinity in no time flat. Mommy likey.

Little known fact: Camaros cry when you force it to do below 70 mph. How do I know? Because I cried too...

I am back to treadmilling and trying to lose this last bit of weight I have. Motivation is still as cold as the shitty Michigan weather, so I am trying. A giant plate of nachos and a vat of margaritas sound good though....

Now, off to run more errands in this nasty ass weather. Meh lol.

Peace, Love and (no pain, no gain. no liquor, no happiness) Zombies \IiiI

stuff

2011-03-31T20:48:00.003-04:00

Haven't been around for a while. Y'all have probably been happy about that lol. The reason: my hubs tried to work some magic and combine a phone or two and ended up cutting off our internet at the same time. We are now up and running again and have U-verse to figure out now. What a pain in the ass!

Anyhoo, St. Patrick's Day was my birthday and it just kind of came and went. My hubs did get me my tattoo which was a complete surprise. The other surprise was the fact the original idea morphed into something awesome...and bigger. *Waaaaaay bigger*. My original thought was a simple lotus flower with the word "relax" under it on my wrist. Then, I thought it would be cool to get a lotus with a frog sitting in, well, the lotus position. *Then* I thought that it would be really cool to incorporate Don into the tattoo a bit. He brought up his favorite animal, the rhino, and we both went, "Hmmm....". Unbeknownst to me, he went to our local tattoo artist (who did my rosary for the girls) and told them his idea. The lady artist there, Marna, came up with an unbelievable tattoo and this baby was born:

This pic was taken the day after the tattoo was done. It graduated from a small wrist tattoo to half my lower leg lol. It took four painful hours, but I completely love it! The lotus is Don reminding me to relax and the rhino is him protecting me, *or*, it is the softer side of me (the lotus) and the kickass side of me (the rhino). Mess with the Queen Texan Zombie Goddess, you get the horns! My leg is slowly becoming a gallery for the tattoo artist, Austin, from "American Pride Tattoo" :). I even got to go to Joe's Crab Shack with my bestie, Theresa (whom I corrupted and now has her first tattoo too :):):))!

Just purchased some incense from the lovely Shelly at her Etsy shop. Wonderful stuff!! I highly recommend her, her blog and her incense!

I am having a bitch of a time getting back on the WW train. Being an 8/10 and relatively happy with myself for the first time in 14 years has made me complacent as hell. I want to lose the last 25 lbs., but damn I have become *lazy*. It pisses me off. I will get back on that train, I know I will. It is hard to find the motivation when it is still colder hell and snowing and cold and miserable and cold and shitty outside. Still hiding under sweatshirts and giant jackets is wearing me the fuck down. *sigh*. Motivate me people!!!!

BTW, "Red" rocks. Watch it.

Okay, I'm done. Been real.

Peace, Love and (my tat is the *bomb*!) Zombies \IiiI

blessed ostara

2011-03-20T10:45:00.002-04:00

what were they thinking????

2011-03-20T00:44:00.002-04:00

~~~Remember: I am a TEXAN, not a Michiganderite, and I am a HUGE Mexican food snob, so if you get offended by this post, get over it.~~

Today, Don took the two youngest to the Daddy/Daughter dance and had a wonderful time. Afterwards, they came home and picked me up to get some dinner. We went to....sigh...Casa Real. Oxford's version of "mexican" food.

Lord help me....

This is their description of themselves on their website:

We at Casa Real have proudly brought delectable, authentic, homemade cuisine from Mexico. We offer a generous menu with a wide variety of savory dishes, and a warm gracious service where every guest is made to feel welcome and at home. Once you experience the taste of true Mexican cuisine here at Casa Real, you'll find out what all our customers are raving about!

Okay, boys and girls, we are going to analyze the massive bullshit level of this advertisement. Ready?

We at Casa Real have proudly brought delectable, authentic, homemade cuisine from Mexico.

Bullshit alarm: Delectable?? Not by a longshot. Their beans taste like they have added a pound of sugar to them. The chile relleno I had tonight actually had a pool of water underneath it, the pork tamale had so much masa I could have made three more, the chicken enchilada and chimichanga were made with shredded chicken that was not seasoned at all and the water from the relleno kind of soaked them a bit too. Looked and tasted like shit. Authentic? Well, maybe for the retarded Michiganderites who have never even gone past the Michigan state line. Homemade? Shit, if I *ever* serve disgusting food like this I hope someone shoots me! Mexicans should be pissed off about this one!

We offer a generous menu with a wide variety of savory dishes, and a warm gracious service where every guest is made to feel welcome and at home.

Bullshit alarm: Savory dishes? If tasteless dogshit is savory to you, then you will love it. There is no spice, no heat, nothing Mexican about their food at all! Warm gracious service? Well, that isn't bullshit. They are very nice. Maybe they think that will make up for their rotten food.

Once you experience the taste of true Mexican cuisine here at Casa Real, you'll find out what all our customers are raving about!

Bullshit alarm high alert: Taste of true Mexican cuisine????? Taco Bell is more authentic than this place!!! Hell, Weight Watchers Enchiladas are more authentic and at least have flavor! Find out what the customers are raving about? They are *Michiganderites*. They have not a fucking clue what Mexican food it and I am relatively sure, have been born without tastebuds!!!!

Their only redeeming quality: their margaritas. They are good. Drink enough and their food starts to taste more like paper than paste.

Now, I know what you are thinking. Isn't your husband from Michigan? Weren't you children born in Michigan? Yes and yes, *but* Don got out for four years and moved to Texas with the military and, well, met me, and my girls are 50% Texan, meaning they have a chance in life.

Casa Real is run by Mexicans, but it is painfully obvious that they have had to seriously dumb, or Michigan, down their food. Even the green chile sauce tastes like water. They have a sign in their window, an award certificate, claiming them to be "The Best Mexican Restaurant In Oxford". Two reasons for this: first, they are the *only* Mexican (loosely used) restaurant in Oxford, and since their is no Taco Bell there was no competition, and two, it was probably voted for by Michiganderites that have never left the state (or only went as far as Ohio, and that sure as hell don't count).

I'll be fair: if a Polish person went to El Paso for authentic Polish food, they'd be disappointed. We don't have much of a Polish population in El Paso, so we would have to dumb, or El Paso down, that food. Get the idea?

In the end, avoid this fucking place like the plague. You want delectable, savory, authentic, homemade Mexican food, come to my house.

Peace, Love and (i'm more mexican than that food!) Zombies \IiiI

a blessing

2011-03-17T08:20:00.001-04:00

May the road rise to meet you,

May the wind be always at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

The rains fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again,

May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

May God be with you and bless you:

May you see your children's children.

May you be poor in misfortune,

Rich in blessings.

May you know nothing but happiness

From this day forward.

May the road rise up to meet you

May the wind be always at your back

May the warm rays of sun fall upon your home

And may the hand of a friend always be near.

May green be the grass you walk on,

May blue be the skies above you,

May pure be the joys that surround you,

May true be the hearts that love you.

Happy St. Patrick's Day from TZG \IiiI

Sugar and Cyanide

middle finger award: call a hate crime a hate crime

the rape of a classic

can't have just one

Just cuz

zombie uprising

yes, i'm still alive

not ready

food review for no real reason

chemistry lessons bonded with sarcasm

beginnings and endings

extreme couponing and those who are a-holes

one call to miss

hellbound *or* God's completely conditional love

yeah...i'm a gamer...so, whatcha gonna do about it??

zombie middle finger awards (uber swearing for the squimish)

a bow to the bloodsuckers

just do it

me love you long time

worst horror movies and the best giveaway ever

movies were made for zombies

throwing the dice

memory loss, reviews and hate crimes, oh my

no new tale to tell

sometimes you just gotta say "wtf"

survival of the (former) fattest

pray for me

then and now

never said i was shakespeare

...and a side of brains please

it's possessed, i swear it

my .05 and we will call it good

whether you noticed or not

something new

when light just isn't the better choice

still bored: movie meme

welcome to my massive boredom

i give up

30 day book challenge~ day 11

30 day challenge days 9 and 10 and random stuff

you win

30 day book challenge- day

30 day book challenge day 7

30 day book challenge- days 1-6

30 day book challenge

really? really really?

what's it like?

when will it be our turn??

now a few words from our sponsors(

what the fuuuuu....?

now i remember why I hate most people

watch who you talk to

the zombitch is back

cleansing the soul~~bloggy friend giveaway part deux

soothing your soul~bloggy friend giveaway

st. amway and the parawhore

four

new day

fatty fatty two-by-four

mmmmm beads....mmmm giveaways

how can you not love this????

things undone

stuff

blessed ostara

what were they thinking????

a blessing

hellbound or God's completely conditional love