NumberCruncher

my mother is coming in two days. she is always freaked out and upset over every person on her church prayer list, every news story out of New Orleans, everyone walking down the side of the road. she thinks I'm weird for not giving a crap about all the randoms. she's so sweet that I must be the debil, or was switched at birth. I may need a whole new prescription to make it through the next week. promise you'll come over and act horrible so I'll look nicer than someone......

thanks. I just don't wanna watch the Japanese folks deal with their disaster. or read threads about kids dying. or wonder if I'm gonna wreck my car if I see someone I know advertised on Benson's marquee. it's this weird feeling that of i start caring about some people I don't know, I'll wind up caring about everyone I don't know.....where will it end? I'm too pretty to be the next Mother Teresa. :snark:

you know me. I'm not a cold hearted bitch. in real life. I just can't help but to close myself off from tragedies that don't directly affect me or my own. if I were to open up and be moved by every death on the news, and in the paper, and on the marquee outside the funeral home.....when would I have time to tie my shoes and go to work. to be perpetually weighed down by all the grief the world has to offer is really no way to live. also, to pick and choose the random strangers deaths to be moved by seems oddly compartmentalized. how do you decide who's worth your heartache or no

I'm pretty guarded when it comes to emotional outbursts. especially over things I see on the news. every once in a while, someones death will catch my attention and cause me to reflect. usually it's someone who's influenced my life in some form or fashion. an artist, poet, musician, actor...... it's just weird to think about. some media person proclaiming ones death sic a sad tragedy, when hundreds more people have died that very same day. makes me wonder why they weren't good enough for a nod. of course, thats what obituaries are for. Just kinda crappy that some people get made a bi

when a person loses their life, it's sad. but not every death makes the news. what do you reckon sets one death aside from another?

there's just a lil stump left. if it grows back, we'll chop it down again. I hate that nasty thing.

dood. the annual couch burning tradition died with my sister in 06. however, we have a HUGE brush pile in the backyard because hubby chopped down the 12 ft camellia in the front flowerbed...... I'll be up for just about anything this weekend. come stay over. you can meet my mom. and have doodle time...

yes. a controlled burn will get rid of the thatching. the grass will grow back. thatching is the build up of grass clippings down at the base of the blades of grass. it forms a suffocating mat and starves the root system. this is why we use a bagger on the mower, and rake like crazy in the fall and spring. prevent thatch, and you wont have to torch the whole lawn.

if i had health/breathing problems, open windows would always be a no no. unless i had special hepa filter screens. all that pollen and dust and pet dander that flys around could make a person really sick! maybe people should cut down their trees and flowering shrubbery and shave their pets, for the safety of the neighbors!!!

suspiciously identical.

lucky me. i got a herp this morning.

burning trash is disgusting and illegal. do you report it?

i gave my engagement and wedding ring back when i divorced. wanted nothing to do with either. i've never broken off an engagement, so i'm curious...

do you still wear it? keep it in your jewelry box? is it sentimental? or do you just not want him to be able to get a refund? if the woman called it off, does she deserve to keep the ring? why the crap would she want his token of affection anymore anyway? if the man called it off, does he deserve to get the ring back? and...why the crap would she want his token of affection anymore anyway? these are the questions i always wanna ask when someone breaks off their engagement. for all of you out there who have parted with your soulmate...before making it all the way down the aisle...w

no. i wouldn't sign a petition. and anyone in the vicinity of east paulding and citizens square should prolly shut their windows this coming weekend if they're offended by woodsmoke.

sorry, i fail to asociate every fat ass i see as a pot smoker. you're gonna be fat if you're gonna be fat. drugs or not.

this is a ridiculous statement. all sorts of companies deem all sorts of people 'laibilities' everyday. insurance companies are the first that come to mind. why? because, teenagers are liabilities. try to get your insurance agent to tell you differently. are you shocked that an agent would say that to a parent? why do you think risk management companies exist? yes, i've worked in the field. and yes, i've been asked to assess all sorts of people, for all sorts of jobs. and yes, allergies have come up as risks/liabilities.

jeebus christ. i need to invent some sort of allergy to prevent folks from microwaving fish at work, or purposfully burning popcorn...... i have a fatal allergy to tree nuts. no one in my building even knows. why? because i am responsible enough to know better than to eat anything with any kind of nut in it, or lick the breakroom table. as far as children go.....if letting them out of their bubble might kill them, keep them in their bubble. for damn sure, my school never mandated a nut free zone for me, and i lived.

i both love and loathe this post.

the mom is off the nest right now. my first look at the babies!

thank you for the kind words, though not always deserved. and I totally get where jenilyn is coming from. it's hard to look at a person who looks like someone else, or acts just like someone else, and not associate them with that someone else. positive and/or negative.

if they burned during the day, would your eyes burn any less? not being a smart ass, just wondering.

not the same thing but........ my niece, the one that lives with me, looks EXACTLY like her mother. sometimes, out of the blue, I look at her and wanna bust into tears. my sister died almost five years ago.

I am going to tie you up with my pearls and beat you senseless with my hooker shoes!!!!!

how sweet. /s