Addiction Nah!

My husband says I am addicted to blogging. Well, the computer in general. Yah, and he is just figuring this out! He really doesn't bitch too much about it any more. Well, after an incident we had he doesn't say squat. He has his own thing and I have mine.

Before the computer was in every home I would watch television but half of the time I was reading, doing a craft, cleaning the house or something while watching television. But, I didn't watch like he does. The television would get flicked on as soon as he woke up. As soon as he walks into the house from work and half of the times would fall a sleep with it on.

One thing that drives me crazy is the fact that if he couldn't find the remote he would not get up and turn the television on manually. He was too lazy to get off his ass to reach and press a button. But, he would get up off his ass and go nuts looking for the remote control. At one point I just couldn't stand that he watched so much television that I could dance in front of him nude and he wouldn't noticed. So, one day I unplugged the television before I left work and he came home before me and flick the television on only to find it wouldn't go on. By the time I came home he was in a total rage and wanted to go out an buy a new television. So, I walked over to the television bend down and plugged in the socket as he was standing there. You should have seen his face. I made a total ass out of him. LOL! Another time I had taken the remote control and hid it because he was too lazy to turn the television on manually. And, my last straw came down to me taking the television and hiding it on him. Let's just say he wasn't too happy about that last attempt. LOL! So, I finally gave up on the fact I can't change his television habit.

So, this bring me to the point where I will remind him to keep his mouth shut about the computer because I point out that I am looking at a television screen sortof if you think about it. The monitor resembles a television right? So, if he wants to bitch at me about it I think I will just have to show him what I can do with his remote control....

Shake Baby Shake

Can your boobs do this ladies.....

Boo!

You Are

A Scary Pumpkin Face You would make a good pumpkin and liver sandwich.

What's Your Pumpkin Face?

Happy Halloween!

I've Been Tagged

OMG, what did Digital Cowgirl do to me! She tagged me, she challenged me to write about Food! I can send you recipes but as me to cook? And, my poor husband has asked my mother numerous times "Why couldn't you teach her to cook like you"? He is the cook in the house. Me, gotta have a 30 minute or less meal or forget it, and it will be a "Blow me sandwich" for dinner. Oh that is bologna in case you were wonder what kind of meal that was.

Now, my mother is a fabulous cook and there has never been a boring meal in our house. We were guinea pigs to my mother's cooking. While some of the food looked gross but it seemed that the grosser it looked the better it tasted. Sounds weird huh! So you want me to name some of the foods that I miss. Frankly, all of it since she be the cook and I can be like my father and sit and read the newspaper while she cooked. And, guess what? My husband is cooking now, and I am writing this. I knew I was like my father.

Name five foods, dishes or otherwise, that were a part of your childhood, and that you sometimes miss when nostalgia gets to you..."

During Thanksgiving one year it was my mother's turn to cook and we were having appetizers before the big meal. Mom had made a warm mushroom spread. Now, this stuff looks rather disgusting if you ask me. I am sorry to say that it looked like my mother puked in this dish and served it to us. This appetizer was served on a piece of rye bread and let me tell you it was so yummy. As a matter of fact I just made it the other day and you can put it on a cracker, bagel, Italian bread. Let your imagination go on this one. I will eat it for snack.

Mom made soup one day during the fall right after Halloween. Pumpkin soup. She actually smashed the pumpkins we had to make this soup. And, once again it looked liked she had a mad case of diarrhea that none of us wanted to eat it. Of course, my mother being a stern woman forced this meal down our throat. Yes, back in the 60s if you didn't eat what was put in front of you then you can simply starve. So, dig in family cause this is all your getting. I loved this soup and made it the other day and of course I couldn't use the same technique Mom did about getting my family to eat this. My family didn't like it. So, I ate it.

Ah, spinach casserole, another meal that looked like she puked in again. And, I hated spinach with a passion. This stuff would simply make me gag. Just as much as rice because dear old Dad would say "Please pass the lice" I felt like I was eating those little bitty bugs. Just enough to make me shiver up my spine thinking about it still. This casserole has spinach, American cheese, cottage cheese and it is great. I served this one Thanksgiving at my in-laws and it went fast. I was about to make it the other day...forgot most of my ingredients.

Mom makes great deserts and she made this Blueberry cake. OMG, this mouth watering desert that is very much like a coffee cake. And, it didn't look disgusting either.

Before I knew what a good Italian meal was Mom would make Slumgulian. Ya, doesn't it sound awful? Looked like some worms that had be dug up in the backyard except they were orange. All it is spaghetti and chopped meat. The thing is, she broke the noodles to smaller sizes and just stir the spaghetti and meat together and bake this meal with bread crumbs on top. Simple meal, family ate with no face making.

All my mother's meals are made from scratch as she had the time to do this. After all, the Mom's were able to stay home and care for her family while Dad worked.

So here comes the part where I am to tag 5 people with this.
Sydney,
Ageless Mind,
Temptrous,
The Wolf Den,
Momy Blog

When you post, please remove the link on the #1 spot and add yours in the #5 spot.


Creature Bug
California Fever
The Dream Life
Whyareweinthishandbasket
Slapdash Thoughts

Pumpkin Carving

Here is some fun for all you kiddies out there that don't have a pumpkin and would like to carve your very own pumpkin... Carve your own pumpkin

Happy Halloween

We don't get Trick or Treaters here. My road is too dangerous to walk on. People drive on it as if it were the Daytona race track. Mind you the road is like a rollercoaster that I think people get a kick out of challenging themselves to see how much of a dare devil they are. Anyway, my road is another blog of road horror story. We did have some Trick or Treaters come years back and with their parents in which made me feel better. I didn't buy any candy and I am not about to open my door as I have 4 dogs here, and 3 of them being Pitt Bulls. Not that I don't trust my dogs I am just very caution of their character. Two of them would invite a robber in the house, and the other well I bet she eat them. LOL! If you haven't seen my dogs look at the pictures that I have on the right hand side. Ya, they look innocent. It's the white female that one should be concerned about.

So, yesterday hubby and I are out and about doing errands and our town had all these Trick or Treaters going from one store to another getting candy. I had gone into the gas station and I know the people behind the counter as they know me too. The girl behind the counter yesterday was like "Wow, best costume I have seen all day!" Of course, I have a great sense of humor and responded "Scary huh, no one can be me, so where is my candy?" Yup, I got a candy bar and walk out to the car. Hubby was jealous. Told him to go in there and get one..Tell them your Frankinstein....I shared part of my candy with him.

Attention Ladies

Should any of you be thinking about a divorce may I remind you to take a trophy with you. And, guys, don't even think of cheating.... we have you by the balls while married and in divorce. Either way, you still lose something...your money and balls!



Need I say more?

We Know Men are Snakes but....

First, I like to apologize if any one is offended by the pictures I posted but I spotted this on another blog and I couldn't believe some guy would actually do this to his dick. Can you imagine having your dick tattoo? And, look, he is bald as well! Now, I am curious if he keeps shaving? Who ever heard of a hairy snake? Okay, don't answer that.

Woman can have her boob tattoo but I think this looks more painful. See how many colors he has that was involved here. I bet he wasn't jerking off for days or maybe weeks.

Cinderella Doesn't Live Here!

Who granted the job of cleaning the refrigerator out to a woman? Like, everyone goes into the refrigerator and takes food out and puts food back in. Everyone is likely to spill something but no one wants to clean it up and leaves it up to Mom. Do they say to them selves "Oh, Mom will clean that up so let's just leave it there?" Like WTF? No one can bother getting the sponge and wipe up their spill? Oh no, that is just way too much effort and the time. Geez, I will waste 5 minutes of my dam precious life cleaning up after my self.

No wonder men need woman more than a woman needs a man. Hell, their Mom's did it for them so then they graduate from Mommy and move onto a wife to do their shit. But, who cleans up after us? Like, no one! Ask them and they all run out the door, through the window, and just slither away from your request leaving you standing there asking yourself why ask a simple favor or request?

Take the toilet for example. Why should us woman clean up their piss that they have splattered all over the floor, the walls, and who the hell knows where else? I haven't even thought of looking up the ceiling yet to see if they manage to spray up there. When they pee they can't even bother to look where they are peeing. Oh should there be a window there. They are looking out the window while they are peeing. No window, that's okay, they stare at the ceiling or the wall but never at the toilet. Now, it really doesn't bother me that the seat is up because they will protest and say why can't you leave the seat up for us. So, it's not worth the argument there because it is an endless one. But come on, is it that hard to aim into a rather large hole there and piss in the toilet? For Christ sake it's not like their pee is a mile wide here! It is a long, very narrow stream that can be easily aimed into the toilet.

How about this. The people in your family can make this big ass meal but they can't clean up their big ass mess? Too much effort. Isn't there more effort making the meal? Done with the dishes? Just put it in the sink. Too much effort to open the dishwasher. Ah, dirty laundry. Ah, just drop your clothes right next to the basket. Well, I ended the laundry doing many years ago. You want something clean...Frickin Do it Yourself! Unless, you do have little kids. We don't want to teach them that yet as they are libel to dump the whole detergent box in the washing machine.

So in general, men couldn't care less if they walked into a dirty home because they sure as hell aren't going to scrub the floors, dust the furniture, vacuum under the couch, chair, the cobwebs etc. Maybe vacuum the area but that is it. Oh here is a beef my husband has and I am sure many husbands do this. "Honey, where is the ketchup, socks the whatever?" Wife "You will find the ketchup right behind the Mayonnaise." The wife can tell you exactly where it is. He needs to see things right in front of him otherwise, he doesn't see it at all. So, they want all items lined up in a row. In their fat dreams. I am curious how many men wear glass more than woman do?

Anyway, so I spent over an hour cleaning the dam refrigerator. Productive day wouldn't you say?

MEN, get your own Cinderella to do your work!

The Twelve Nights of HALLOWEEN...

On the first night of Halloween My true love gave to me...A vulture in a dead tree!

On the second night of Halloween My true love gave to me... Two flying bats And a vulture in a dead tree!

On the third night of Halloween My true love gave to me...Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!

On the fourth night of Halloween My true love gave to me...Four hooting owls,Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!


On the fifth night of Halloween My true love gave to me... Five TRICK-OR-TREATS, Four hooting owls, Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!

On the sixth night of Halloween My true love gave to me... Six ghosts a-haunting, Five TRICK-OR-TREATS, Four hooting owls, Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!

On the seventh night of Halloween My true love gave to me... Seven doors-creaking, Six ghosts a-haunting, Five TRICK-OR-TREATS, Four hooting owls, Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!

On the eighth night of Halloween My true love gave to me... Eight vampires biting, Seven doors a-creaking, Six ghosts a-haunting, Five TRICK-OR-TREATS, Four hooting owls, Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!

On the ninth night of Halloween My true love gave to me... Nine monsters howling, Eight vampires biting, Seven doors a-creaking, Six ghosts a-haunting, Five TRICK-OR-TREATS, Four hooting owls, Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!

On the tenth night of Halloween My true love gave to me... Ten spiders spinning, Nine monsters howling, Eight vampires biting, Seven doors a-creaking, Six ghosts a-haunting, Five TRICK-OR-TREATS, Four hooting owls, Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!


On the eleventh night of Halloween My true love gave to me... Eleven witches brewing, Ten spiders spinning, Nine monsters howling, Eight vampires biting, Seven doors a-creaking, Six ghosts a-haunting, Five TRICK-OR-TREATS, Four hooting owls, Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!

On the twelfth night of Halloween My true love gave to me... Twelve pumpkins grinning, Eleven witches brewing, Ten spiders spinning, Nine monsters howling, Eight vampires biting, Seven doors a-creaking, Six ghosts a-haunting, Five TRICK-OR-TREATS, Four hooting owls, Three black cats, Two flying bats, And a vulture in a dead tree!


Happy Halloween!!!

Political Funnies!

OILSHORTAGE
A lot of folks can't understand
how we came to have an oil shortage here in our country.
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Well, there's a very simple answer.
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Nobody bothered to check the oil.
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We just didn't know we were getting low.
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The reason for that is purely geographical.
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Our OIL is located in
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Alaska
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California
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Oklahoma
and
TEXAS
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Our
DIPSTICKS or shall we say Dipshits
are located in Washington!
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The U.S. Postal Service has created a stamp with a picture of
President George W. Bush to honor his first term achievements. In
daily use it has been shown that the stamp is not sticking to
envelopes. This has enraged the President, who demanded a full
investigation.

After a month of testing, a special presidential commission has
made the following findings:

1) The stamp is in perfect order.
2) There is nothing wrong with the applied adhesive.
3) People are spitting on the wrong side.

Life In 1955

Never have I ever seen my mother wear a dress while doing house chores back then. Now, I have had neighbors that did wear a dress and high heels and did the chores like Joan Cleaver. Like this will happen in our time. If hubby ever wanted to see this happen he can just kiss my ass cause it will never happen.

The good wife's guide (this was printed in Housekeeping Monthly May 13, 1955)

*Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious
meal ready, on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you
have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men
are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal
(especially his favourite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed.

*Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so you'll be refreshed when he
arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-
looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people

*Be a little gay and a little more interesting for him. His boring day may need
a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.

*Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house
just before your husband arrives.

*Gather up schoolbooks, toys, paper etc. and then run a dustcloth over the tables.

*Over the cooler months of the year you should prepare and light a fire for
him to unwind by. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and
order, and it will give you a lift too. After all, catering for his comfort will
provide you with immense personal satisfaction.

*Prepare the children. Take a few minutes to wash the children's hands and
faces (If they are small), comb their hair and, if necessary, change their
clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the
part. Minimise all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the
washer, dryer or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet.

*Be happy to see him.

*Greet him with a warm smile and show sincerity in your desire to please
him.

*Listen to him. You may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the
moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first - remember, his
topics of conversation are more important than yours.

*Make the evening his. Never complain if he comes home late or goes out to
dinner, or other places of entertainment without you. Instead, try to
understand his world of strain and pressure and his very real need to be at
home and relax.

*Your goal: Try to make sure your home is a place of peace, order and
tranquillity where your husband can renew himself in body and spirit.

*Don't greet him with complaints and problems.

*Don't complain if he's late home for dinner or even if he stays out all night.
Count this a minor compared to what he might have gone through that day.

*Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or have
him lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him.

*Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soothing
pleasant voice.

*Don't ask him questions about his action or question his judgment or
integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always
exercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to
question him.

*A good wife always knows her place.

The Year Of The Aliens...

What prompts us to do stupid things I will never know but, I will have to say some things are just down right funny. It was during the year of 1977. The year that I had got abducted by aliens and lived to tell about it. Boy if my mother heard or, seen some of the things that I have done she would have buried herself by now. In which reminds me, we never know what are kids are doing either, and I don''''t wanna know. Maybe it is why we are the way we are with our kids because of the idiot things we have done. Although, the things we have done didn''''t hurt anyone or, at least I hope they didn''''t other than ourselves.

Anyway, if anyone was abducted by UFO''''s it was my friend, and I. Who the hell knows what we were thinking, and frankly, I have no dam clue what made us do this but, I will tell you we must have been so dam bored out of our minds, and yes, stoned out of our minds. It was July 1977, my parents had gone to our summer camp, and I was back at home in CT. The two of us literally dressed ourselves up like aliens. For those of you that are in their 40s do you remember those outfits that looked aluminum foil that people wore to try to sweat out their fat in hopes to loose weight? Don''''t ask, but the two of us had them. We put those stupid outfits on in the middle of July, and it is hot as hell outside. We then painted our faces green, put on a ski hat, and stuck a wire through the hat for antennas. At the end of the wire we had taken aluminum foil, rolled them into balls and attached them to the wire. We are now ALIENS! Ah, I am not done yet, the best part to come. What do we do? We actually got in the car, and headed to the bar. Let me tell you the kind of stares we got on our way. Oh, we forgot we had to stop at the store to get cigarettes, and the two of us sat in our car completely stoned out of our minds, and laughing so hard at what we were doing. We were plainly fucked up! We both went in, stood at the counter, and asked for a pack of Newport. That poor guy at the counter wasn''''t even sure he wanted to give them to us or, he sure thought that we were aliens, or we were one fucked up piece of meat. He was right about it all, and asked what in gods name were we doing? The only thing that came to our minds was “Would you believe we are going to a Masquerade party?” Needless to say, he didn''''t believe us. People that had come into the store were stepping like 10 feet back from us, and I am sure they thought we needed to be institutionalize or something. Something would be more like it. Well, we had decided that we had freaked too many out as it was and went home to change back into our normal clothes.

Again, tell me, what prompts us to do such idiot things I will never know. Oh don''''t go blaming the pot either. LOL! But do I regret it? Absolutely not! I had so much fun, I didn''''t hurt anyone, I made a few people laugh, and a few people wonder!

I am Susan

Well, just who I am ...Susan


Congratulations! You are Susan Mayer, the divorcee
and single mom who will go to extraordinary
lengths for love.


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My Father

I was reading someone's blog about her father telling stories of when he was younger and this person was wondering who this man was being funny. There are many stories we don't hear about of what our parents did when they were younger. I often wonder why that is. The only thing that I can come up with is the fact they don't want their children to really know what they use to do in which was no different than what we did and maybe their stories were worse and they try to set an example for us.

My kids know practically every dam thing I did when I was younger. I want them to know who their mother is during her younger years up to the time of their birth or until they can collect their own memories of me.

While my parents really never talked about their younger years. I will cherish what I know of him while growing up. One thing that was pretty funny that I can remember as if it was yesterday. We always ate in the dining room on Sunday's. So, Dad was making conversation and said to my mother "I heard a joke in the office the other day" Of course we all ears to listen to him. He says to my mother "Have you ever smelled moth balls?" My mother replied back "Yes" Dad then said "How did you get the little legs apart?" Mother being so dry did not catch on and us kids were laughing our ass off and here my mother has this stone face expression and says to my father "I don't get it" Dad replied "Honey, have you ever smelled my balls?" Now, us kids were laughing harder and practically choking on our food and milk coming out of our noses and Mom is like "Oh Donald!" but she never laughed. That was the end of those wise ass jokes at our table as Mom just doesn't get those things and find no humor in those type of jokes. Her idea of a funny joke is "Why did the chicken cross the street?" would be funny to her.

I will be blogging a lot about my father since it is close to the anniversary of his death in which is November 12th. My father meant the world to me.

A Friend's Sister Was Murdered

So today's agenda consisted of going grocery shopping. Oh joy! Instead of making dinner I decided to make finger food. I made a warm mushroom spread. This is my mother's recipe and it is delicious. I will post the recipe another time. I also made imitation crab salad and a cherry cheesecake. That's dinner.

My daughter was using my computer last night and she was reading the front page of our local newspaper. It was really late and I wish I told her to save the article but I can briefly tell you about it as it about a friend of mine that I use to work with at the craft store. Mondo, as I called him was one of the Manager's at the craft store. Well, his wife Maria in which she has 4 other sister's. Her mother named all the girls Maria. I had asked him how he would make a phone call and ask for Maria. He had to say can I speak to Maria DeJesus there. Reminds me of that boxer George Foreman that names all his boys George. What these parents were thinking who the hell knows.

Anyway, my daughter tells me that her sister that lives in the next town over was murdered by her husband and then he killed himself. I did not get the details of the story and since I speak to Maria at least once a week I tried to IM her this afternoon to ask what the hell happened. This is so farked up. So, until I speak to her I can't really tell the story here. The newspaper did show the front of the house and it was a really nice and big house. I had asked my daughter if the newspaper mentioned if he left a note or anything to explain why. She said no. I mean shit, if he didn't no one will ever know why or perhaps Maria will know if there has been a history of her brother-in-law being depressed or whatever.

Not much else.

A Fun Game

I just like to keep you bloggers busy. Let's play Eggs. You may get a little pissed too. LOL! Go on now kid's and go play with your eggs.

What Kind of Drunk Am I?

Since Toodler had a joke on her blog about Bush drinking again inwhich everyone is drinking because of him I felt the need to take a test to find out what drunk I am.

You're A Crazy Drunk!!!!

When you drink, you get wrecked - and it ain't pretty.

What Kind of Drunk Are You?

Of course I am a crazy drunk. I am crazy as it is. People tell me so. LOL!

Never Complain About Your Kids Again.

Repeat After Me.

I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again
I will never complain about MY kids again

Stupid Shit To Do...

Here are some things to do if your bored.

The Doodieman

Whack Your Boss

Cat Litter Woman?

George Bush Misunderstood

Could You Pass This Test?

What it took to get an 8th grade education in 1895!

--Remember when grandparents and great-grandparents stated

that they only had an 8th grade education? Well, check this out.

Could any of us have passed the 8th grade in 1895?



This is the eighth-grade final exam from 1895 in Salina, Kansas, USA. It was taken from the original document on file at the Smokey Valley Genealogical Society and Library in Salina, KS, and reprinted by the Salina Journal.
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8th Grade Final Exam: Salina, KS -1895
Grammar [Time, one hour]

1. Give nine rules for the use of capital letters.
2. Name the parts of speech and define those that have no modifications.
3. Define verse, stanza and paragraph
4. What are the principal parts of a verb?

Give principal parts of"lie,""play," and "run."
5. Define case; Illustrate each case.
6 What is punctuation? Give rules for principal marks of punctuation.
7 - 10. Write a composition of about 150 words and show therein that you understand the practical use of the rules of grammar.
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Arithmetic [Time, 1.25 hours]

1. Name and define the Fundamental Rules of Arithmetic.
2. A wagon box is 2 ft. deep, 10 feet long, and 3 ft. wide.

How many bushels of wheat will it hold?
3. If a load of wheat weighs 3942 lbs., what is it worth at 50cts/bushel, deducting 1050 lbs. for tare?
4. District No. 33 has a valuation of $35,000. What is the necessary levy to carry on a school seven months at $50 per month, and have $104 for incidentals?
5. Find the cost of 6720 lbs. coal at $6.00 per ton.
6. Find the interest of $512.60 for 8 months and 18 days at 7 percent.
7. What is the cost of 40 boards 12 inches wide and 16 ft. long at $20 per metre?
8. Find bank discount on $300 for 90 days (no grace) at 10 percent.
9. What is the cost of a square farm at $15 per acre, the distance of which is 640 rods?
10. Write a Bank Check, a Promissory Note, and a Receipt.
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U.S. History [Time, 45 minutes]

1. Give the epochs into which U.S. History is divided.
2. Give an account of the discovery of America by Columbus.
3. Relate the causes and results of the Revolutionary War.
4. Show the territorial growth of the United States.
5. Tell what you can of the history of Kansas.
6. Describe three of the most prominent battles of the Rebellion.
7. Who were the following: Morse, Whitney, Fulton, Bell, Lincoln, Penn, and Howe?
8. Name events connected with the following dates: 1607, 1620, 1800, 1849, 1865.
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Orthography [Time, one hour] Do we even know what this is??

1. What is meant by the following: Alphabet, phonetic, orthography, etymology, syllabication?
2. What are elementary sounds? How classified?
3. What are the following, and give examples of each: Trigraph, subvocals, diphthong, cognate letters, linguals
4. Give four substitutes for caret 'u.' (HUH?)
5. Give two rules for spelling words with final 'e.'

Name two exceptions under each rule.
6. Give two uses of silent letters in spelling. Illustrate each.
7. Define the following prefixes and use in connection with a word: bi, dis, mis, pre, semi, post, non, inter, mono, sup.
8. Mark diacritically and divide into syllables the following, and name the sign that indicates the sound: card, ball, mercy, sir, odd, cell, rise, blood, fare, last.
9. Use the following correctly in sentences: cite, site, sight, fane, fain, feign, vane, vain, vein, raze, raise, rays.
10. Write 10 words frequently mispronounced and indicate pronunciation by use of diacritical marks and by syllabication.
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Geography [Time, one hour]

1 What is climate? Upon what does climate depend?
2. How do you account for the extremes of climate in Kansas?
3. Of what use are rivers? Of what use is the ocean?
4. Describe the mountains of North America
5. Name and describe the following: Monrovia, Odessa, Denver, Manitoba, Hecla, Yukon, St. Helena, Juan Fernandez, Aspinwall and Orinoco.
6. Name and locate the principal trade centers of the U.S.
7. Name all the republics of Europe and give the capital of each.
8. Why is the Atlantic Coast colder than the Pacific in the same latitude?
9. Describe the process by which the water of the ocean returns to the sources of rivers.
10. Describe the movements of the earth.

Give the inclination of the earth.
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Notice that the exam took FIVE HOURS to complete. Gives the saying "he only had an 8th grade education" a whole new meaning, doesn't it? Also shows you how poor our education system has become... and,

NO! I don't have the answers.

Just Stuff

I have been trying to update my website and once I get the darn first page done the dam thing freezes up on me and I've lost everything. Yes, I do save my work when I need to but for some reason just when I want to save it the darn thing freezes. I haven't had this problem in awhile but just in the last couple of days it is doing this.

Our dam septic tank buzzer went off last night. This means time to call someone to get rid of our shit. It's amazing you have to call someone to haul your shit. They can hall other shit if they want. Like tax shit, bill shit, political shit you name it there is a lot of shit out there that needs to be hauled away and for a lousy $250.00 - $350.00 they can haul it.

The other day I got this check in the mail for $156. from my insurance company for refund of insurance cancellation. WTF? So, I am thinking is this for the car that I just dropped? Or, are they canceling out my insurance for what known reason. I look on my bank statement and I see that they got my check and on time too. So WTF is this? Called the insurance agency told them and they called this morning and said they fucked up. I said this is the 2nd time they have done this. WTF. So, now I gotta send this check back and sign a piece of paper saying that yes I want my insurance covered still. I asked her if it was covered as my husband was driving the car. Yes she said.

I haven't been eating any potato lately because it has been bothering my stomach so last night I cooked a baked potato and thought maybe I just had a tummy flu or something before so I ate the potato last night. Wrong, by 9 I was feeling so sick. I guess potato is out of my diet. Thanks okay..starchy food.

Need I Say More?

Worse Halloween Costumes...

Really bad Halloween Costomes...What were these people thinking?


Wonder Woman Gone Bad!


Elvis....Meet Wonder Woman...Gawd, his balls
are more noticable that it looks like a pussy.


Sheep Fucking? I guess you have to try different
things to find your sexuality.


This is so digusting I almost can't comment on this one.
This guy painted his entire body blue.
Spidey you need to web that sad looking sac of yours.


Retired Hooters!


If I was giving birth to something this ugly I try shoving it back
up my twat and give the sperm back to my husband and say
fuck-it we are going to be childless!

Men, Do They Ever Listen?

In a Chicago hospital waiting area, a gentleman had made several attempts to get into the men's restroom, but it had always been occupied. A nurse noticed his predicament

"Sir", she said," You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the buttons on the wall."

He used the toilet and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch.

Each button was identified by letters: WW, WA, PP, and a red one labeled ATR.
Who would know if he touched them?

He couldn't resist. He pushed WW. Warm water was sprayed gently upon his bottom. What a nice feeling, he thought. Men's restrooms don't have nice things like this.

Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA button. Warm air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside.

When this stopped, he pushed the PP button. A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring flowers to this unbelievable pleasure.

The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure. When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he couldn't wait to push the ATR button, which he knew would be supreme ecstasy.

Next thing he knew he opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed, and a nurse was staring down at him.

"What happened?" he exclaimed. "The last thing I remember was pushing the ATR button."

"The button marked ATR is an Automatic Tampon Remover. Your penis is under your pillow."

Men Never Listen.

What is Morning Wood.....

Before I wanted to write about this topic of conversation my husband I had just awhile ago I had to do some research on this so that I didn't come across as a "DUMB BLONDE".

My husband told me the other day while he was in the office a lady had called and asked if they had any "MORNING WOOD". I know what your thinking just as the guys thought the same thing. Everyone associates "MORNING WOOD" as a guy waking up with a hard on. A WOODY if you will. Of course the guys that were in the office couldn't contain their composure as they are laughing at the ladies unusual request. The were laughing at the boss, showing jerk off motions, saying I wake up with a woody every morning etc. while the boss was trying to answer this ladies question. None of them didn't know what she was talking about and just assumed that she didn't and she was some dumb blonde.

Now, going back to doing the research on line I have found that there is such thing as Morning wood. This is what I came up with.

What is morning wood?

While many people will give you some goofy definition for morning wood that sounds like something out of a pornographic horror film, the true answer to the question "what is morning wood" is rather simple and mundane.

Lumbermen for years have bemoaned the problems associated with morning wood. Many a lumberjack has delayed starting the days work-- out of fears he had morning wood.

While it is widely known that the best hours to be roaming about in the forest is early in the morning, this is the very worst time of the day to cut timber.

It is a biological fact that plant cells undergo certain changes as the daytime progresses along. For most species of tree, the cells in the wood fibers undergo some rather dramatic changes during the first few hours of the day.

Nowadays, you rarely find morning wood. Most lumberjacks have discovered that a douse with some cold water typically eliminates the problem. By the time the lumber reaches the consumer, any morning wood has been culled out or doused with curative cold water.

For those who are determined to see some morning wood for themselves, they should seek out their local county building inspector and ask to see some samples of morning wood. Most county inspectors are glad to help educate the public on this matter. Morning wood has swirls, knots, sap and other imperfections that make wood weak. It isn't good wood to use in construction. Some think that the early morning dew/fog is responsible for this morning wood.

Now, after reading all this. I am now asking my self why is this lady asking for this type of wood and what does she want to do with it? We will never know.

Doesn't that picture remind you of something? Could it be a visual of yourself sometimes or at least what you feel like doing 95% of the time or this is what you do 95% of the time. Pick one it doesn't matter cause we all are raving loony toon anyway. This world has become so insane that I bet a good chunk of our population is on some form of medication trying to deal with every day shit. I know I am. I am on Wellbutrin. I was put on it for my anxiety attacks and it helps with depression too. Some times, I don't even think the medication is working. If my family dares to say your are acting crazy, you need help, go see a doctor...your going to get a pretty good visual of me like that picture.

But, you know what? I didn't become like that over night. It all started with my fucked up body going into menopause a tad bit early. Each year it is something different. This year is "I've Lost My Mind" and I have. It started of with the hot/cold sweats, then the slowly no more periods, then it becomes "Where did my fucking brain go?", "I suffer from CRS (Can't remember shit), and I already told you I am in the stage of "I am going nuts". Now, as the year winds down I am just a tad bit curious what next year brings me. I am almost afraid to find out. My poor husband he doesn't know if he too is coming and going. I over heard him talking to my daughter about this. He asks her how long will she go through this shit - almost asking how long does he have to put up with this shit? She tells him it can last for 10 years. Something she read she told him. All you can hear him say was "10 years!" I don't think I can last that long. I am thinking here you ...What about me? I have to live with this shit here and I don't even like myself any more. Rather, I don't know who I am any more. It's awful. I won't take those hormone replacement shit. It is about aging gracefully. The woman from yester years didn't have stuff to help them get through it and by golly I really don't need any more foreign shit in my body other than my Wellbutrin thank you. So, I guess, I have to put up with this crap until it is over. Dam, I have about 6 more years to go. LOL! If it lasts 10 years!

Awful Day!

It so horrible outside today and yet I had to make a trip to Walmart for much needed stuff as I never went shopping last week. I felt like we ended up like Poor Mother Hubbard, her cupboards were bare that she couldn't even feed her dog a bone. At least the darn dogs had bones to eat in this house.

It's not just drizzling out, it is frickin pouring outside leaving dam huge ass puddles around. I know we need rain but does it have to rain like this? I have no clue why I even took a dam shower before I went out. I looked like a frickin rag doll in the store. Where was my umbrella you say. Hum, last time I used it, it was so windy that my umbrella bent the opposite way...garbage. What a moron, I should have picked up a new one today before I went back out there. WTF was I thinking?

Have a great weekend.

Menopause

Blogspot doesn't allow one to post a picture inside a comment like Blogster as I wanted to post that picture into my comment for Sue Richards in which her blog is about Menopause. If she has seen this yet I think she get a kick out of it.

What Kind of Cake Are You?

Pick ONE dessert from the list below, then look to see what psychiatrists think about you! After taking this dessert personality test.

If all of the desserts listed below were sitting in front of you, which would you choose? (Sorry, you can only pick one!)

Angel Food Cake
Brownies
Lemon Meringue
Vanilla Cake / Chocolate Icing
Strawberry Short Cake
Chocolate Cake / Chocolate Icing
Ice Cream
Carrot Cake
Blueberry Pie a la mode

NO. You can't change your mind! So think carefully what your choice will be! And no peeking!!!

OK - Now that you've made your choice, this is what research says about you!



Angel food - Sweet, loving, cuddly. You love all warm and fuzzy items. A little nutty at times. Sometimes you need an ice cream cone at the end of the day. Others perceive you as being childlike and immature at times.

Brownies - You are adventurous, love new ideas, are a champion of underdogs and a slayer of dragons. When tempers flare up, you whip out your saber. You are always the oddball with a unique sense of humor and direction. You tend to be very loyal.

Lemon Meringue - Smooth, sexy, & articulate with your hands, you are an excellent after-dinner speaker and a good teacher. But don't try to walk and chew gum at the same time. A bit of a diva at times, but you have many friends.


Vanilla Cake / Chocolate Icing - Fun-loving, sassy, humorous. Not Very grounded in life; very indecisive and lack motivation. Everyone enjoys being around you, but you are a practical joker. Others should be cautious in making you mad. However, you are a friend for life.

Strawberry Short Cake - Romantic, warm, loving. You care about other people and can be counted on in a pinch. You tend to melt. You can be overly emotional and annoying at times.

Chocolate Cake / Chocolate Icing - Sexy, always ready to give and receive. Very creative, adventurous, ambitious, and passionate. You have a cold exterior but are warm on the inside. Not afraid to take chances. Will not settle for anything average in life. Love to laugh.

Ice Cream - You like sports, whether it be baseball, football, basketball, or soccer. If you could, you would like to participate, but you enjoy watching sports. You don't like to give up the remote control. You tend to be self-centered and high maintenance.

Carrot Cake - You are a very fun loving person, who likes to laugh. You are fun to be with. People like to hang out with you. You are a very warm hearted person and a little quirky at times. You have many loyal friends.

Blueberry Pie a la mode - You are a person who is over the top. Spontaneous and fun loving. Very caring and always willing to help out a friend or stranger. Have to be careful of overextending yourself.

Halloween Costumes

I was thinking, since I don't have little kids any more and would like to dress something up for Halloween. So, I thought about my dogs. I need to disguise them so people won't be afraid of my Pitt Bulls...I think this picture here should do the trick. Hum, now wondering if people give out dog treats.

The Romantic Sailor

Sent to me by the lovely daughter.

A beautiful young New York woman was so depressed that she decided to end her life by throwing herself into the ocean. But just before she could throw herself from the docks, a handsome young sailor stopped her.

"You have so much to live for," said the sailor. "Look, I’m off to Europe tomorrow and I can stow you away on my ship. I’ll take care of you, bring you food every day, and keep you happy."

With nothing to lose, combined with the fact that she had always wanted to go to Europe, the woman accepted. That night the sailor brought her aboard and hid her in a lifeboat. From then on, every night he would bring her three sandwiches and make love to her until dawn.

Three weeks later she was discovered by the captain during a routine inspection.

"What are you doing here?" asked the captain.

"I have an arrangement with one of the sailors," she replied. "He brings me food and I get a free trip to Europe. Plus he’s screwing me."

"He certainly is," replied the captain. "This is the Staten Island Ferry."

Hanging Out....

Don't you just feel like hanging out and doing nothing and not worry about a dam thing not feel the least bit of guilt? Just do it, and who gives a rat's ass if nothing got done...it will be there tomorrow!

Ideal Mate

Are you still looking for that ideal mate? Look no further. Click here: Ideal Mate.

Let's Make A Bet...

My friend's soon to be husband is an Asst. Chief at a Hospital had made a bet to the Hospital if they raised $2,000 he would shave off his mustache in which this guys has had since he was a teenager and now is approx. 40 years old. Then he says, if the Hospital raises $3,000 he will shave his hair. The money raised is for Katrina. Looks like the guy has to shave both his mustache and hair. I had asked her what if he announced that if they raised $4,000 would he shave his pubic?

So how far would you go on a bet?

Broken Record...

I love my husband dearly but, he is driving me nuts lately. Okay, he is the one that is bringing the money home but he hasn't the clue how much things cost and is contestantly saying we need this and that and did you make an inventory of food we need to stash for the winter.

I am wondering does he look how much his paycheck is or does he think the numbers are going to multiply once put into the bank and accumulate interest into the thousands over night. If that were the case dam we should be stable by now. I know he means well and well, today I finally had to say "I know all this honey as you have been telling me this like in the last month or so and daily for that matter." So, he got mad at me for saying that. Shit, I do not nag this man what-so-ever. I never tell him what he has to do or that he has to do something. I never put him down or anything and I get comments like "Oh, fuck you" when I told him that he has been repeating himself over and over again like a dam broken record here.

Next time...dirty sock in the mouth!

Astronomy

Anything that has to do with Astronomy totally amazes me because it is the biggest mystery of everything. In addition, I also find Pyramids fascinating as well and another big mystery as well.

I have witness a Total Eclipse when I was about 7 or 8. It was totally awesome seeing everything being light out and then all of a sudden everything darkens. I kinda remember my father saying that we will have one but I wouldn't remember what day that was going to happen. I do however, remember being with a bunch of my friends that day and all of a sudden everything went dark. It was spooky at the time because I had forgotten what my father told me and then I remembered.

In this picture - an Annular Solar Eclipse that has not happened across Portugal and Spain where the Eclipse was seen for more than 200 years.

Our galaxy is totally awesome, full of mystery.

Medical Field

I have a friend that has 2 certificates; Connecticut Certified Nurses Aid and Connecticut Home Health Aid. She just recently lost her job and the reasons are so dam pathetic. First, they wanted her to handle RX and samples of heart medications. She just recently got this job working for a Cardiology Dr. She said she hadn't had the chance to learn some of these RX because after all, there are hundreds of medications out there and the patients are very sick and many had bypasses and now required 20 different medications. First off, she has never worked in a Cardiology office before, and secondly, as I said she had just started in September and they want her to mess around with patients medication? She just wasn't comfortable with it and also she felt she wasn't qualified to do it because of the two certificates she has didn't qualify her to do so. Although, she would have done it but she wanted to learn about these medications. She explained to them that she be happy to take a class on this and get her certificate to do so.

The second thing that they let her go on was the fact she was too caring as they said. My friend is a very compassion person and is very sympathetic of her patients that she deals with. She got scolded for tell one of the patients she was sorry for the loss of her husband that had just recently died. WTF! I am sorry, but, I think they are so out of line here. Why?

Well, I will tell you why as I have heard so many things about the medical field through her and some will just make you scream. First, these people are told not to care. Show no compassion and just do your job. They don't want you to get too personal with the patients. WTF! Why? Money, it boils down to fuckin money. They think they will loose money if they show compassion. Ah, I think whom ever tells them this are one fucked up piece of fuckin meat here. If I had a nurse that showed compassion to what was wrong with me or to family members you bet I am going to tell people to go to that DR's office because they are kind and caring. It is called referrals, and more referrals means more business in which means more money. Dah! I am no rocket scientist here but these people went to college for how many fuckin years and got nothing out of it. Tell me, would you rather have a Dr.'s office have compassion for their patients or be stiff as a board and you feel that they are not connecting to you that you have to go find someone else that seems to have feelings. My DR's. Office nurse always asks how I am, what's new with me, and then goes on to ask what they can do for me. Hello, simple and they have my business.

I think the Medical field needs to revamp their way of thinking. So, this is why my friend got fired for showing compassion and the RX thing. Stupid huh?

Oh, by the way, who's job is it to fill the Rx? To me, it is the Dr.'s responsibility. While many nurses may know of the medication that are being filled it isn't their job to fill out the prescriptions. Okay so she fills it out and has the Dr. Check it. What if he is so busy he just scribbles his name of the Rx and off this patient goes and fills it and it is wrong and the patient has a serious reaction or death. Now, who's fault is it going to be. The nurse and the DR. The nurse isn't the DR here. Are the Dr. getting a little lazy here?

Spiders

Spiders just creep me out. Actually, most people get creeped out on spiders. Because I live in the woods I get spiders. Now, I had gone into the bathroom and what do I find? A big black, long legged spider. That's it, I went outside and hosed down the dam house killing all the darn spider eggs that I can see. There, that should do it for awhile. I bet they are really, really pissed off now.

Upgrade...

So, blogger decided to do it's upgrading on a darn Saturday morning when how many people are at home then? Why not on a Thursday night? Oh, I found out the reason. We have Monkey's running the blogsites now. Seems that I have found the same team of Monkeys farking around on Blogster too. No wonder things are half ass done in this world.