WHY?

What can I say that will make this all seem real. 

Last night we found out that one of my son's best friend died yesterday.  He was 24.  He left behind his parents and a twin brother

My son met these 2 boys in high school, and they have been best of friends since.  I know that their family life wasn't good.  Matt, would work and help support his family.  He finally made enough to move out and live on his own.

Why is this post titled Why?  Because Matt died of an overdose of heroin.  I'm so mad I could spit nails.  Too many why questions going through my head.

Why does life have to be so freaking hard for some people, and la-de-da for others?  Don't even try to tell me right now that "these are our tests in life".  I don't want to hear it.  I have bad anger issues about "tests in life".

Why is there freaking drugs that people get addicted to?  Why are there a-wipes that sell the crap and make tons of money, and could give a good flying crap how many lives they are ruining, but hey, I have tons of money so I'm going to keep doing it.

Why does someone that is just starting out in adulthood, have to die so young, while others, that have been addicts for as long as I can remember, just keep on living, and have people that coddle them and won't admit that they have a problem?

Why does the mother in me want to take my son into my arms, and cradle him for being a great friend, and be there for him when he needs me.  I guess I just know that when he isn't supporting his friend, he will start the grieving process and as his mother, I cry thinking about how he will be.  He spent last night with the twin brother of Matt and even is having him stay at his home.  Why isn't he home with his parents.  Therein lies some of the problem.

Why as moms and dads do we hurt so freaking bad for our children when things like this happen to them? 

Why.....why.....why......?

We will miss you Matt.  I hope you are in a better place and that you will find the love that you needed, and deserved,  so badly here.

Dear........ 3.29.11

 Why, hello there.  So glad that you stopped by.  It is Tuesday which means its time for Dear..... letters.  Today my dear friends, I'm going to put a linky so that you can link up, if you want.  Just remember to grab my code over there.  I think if there is only 1 or 2 of you linking along, I'm going to be A-OK with that.  Big huge crocodile tears might be streaming down my face, but there is no pressure. If this is your first time here for Dear.... letters.  Every Tuesday we do letters to whomever.  They can be mean or nice.  This is an equal opportunity meme. And away we go...... Dear Swagbucks.  I'm am becoming addicted.  The only problem is, I like the trusted surveys, and some days there aren't any.  Other days, well, I guess I'm just too old and boring for them.  Please, I'm saving all my Swagbucks for something very special.  I will give you tons of love letters.  See, I've already started. :) Dear IntenseDebate.  We have a problem.  On Fridays when I play along with the Shoegasm meme, anyone that posts a comment gets automatically sent to "This comment requires Moderation".  Last I checked, most the people that read my blog are over 18.  They are S.H.O.E.S. for hecks sake.  Do I need to change my Post Title to "Oh My, Look At These Shoes?"  Step up and leave my commenter's alone. Dear Mother Nature.  I know that I sent you a letter last week.  I'm sending you one again this week.  Since last my last letter, I have woken up to snow 4 out of the 7 days.  Today is March 29th.  What is wrong with this picture?  I am going to track you down.  And guess what.  I have a Posse this time around.  We heard that the southern hemisphere, that just changed to the Fall season, would really like some cold and snow.  Go see them with all your PMS/Menopause Symptoms.  In other words, get the freak out of my hemisphere!!!! 

Dear Lady at A-Fresh.  Yes it is ok if you forgot something, to run and grab it while you are at the checkout......it is not ok to go and get the eleven items you missed while I wait so patiently in line. I will be throwing your items into the next lane if you don't get back in 3...2...1, oops, were those eggs. :)

Dear Deer.  I've seen you lurking around.  I've seen those beady eyes looking at me like I owe you shrubbage.  I see the little buds TRYING to come out on the trees.  They are having a hard enough time with Mother-Freaking-Nature not knowing where she is supposed to be.  Trees and Flowers are for humans enjoyment.  I will get you, deers.  Count on it.  You best be afraid.....very afraid.

Dear Wall.  I'm still a little upset with you.

Dear Hot Shower.  I've left you out lately.  No, I still shower every day, but I haven't spouted my love and adoration for you.  You are so hot and steamy.  I heart you big time.

Dear Ohio St.  You suck.  You ruined my chances of winning the money at work.  You have killed the chances of a lot of people nationwide that had you at least going to the final four.  To think, I don't even like college basketball.  But this March Madness crap takes control of my brain every year.  I'm checking myself into rehab.

Dear Boyfriend.  (that would be Shemar Moore for all you that don't know about my boyfriend).  Its bad enough that you are such a joy to feast my eyes on.  But now, after watching a Criminal Minds marathon, watching your walk just.......wow.........blink.......blink........wow......
Please just call me babygirl once.  It's all I ask.

Love
Dazee

Microfiction Monday 3.28.11

Grandma over at Grandma's Goulash has taken over the Microfiction Monday Meme.  Now, before I get started, if you are getting tired of all the little writing meme's I do, let me know.  I will tone it down.  (Not, it's my blog, and I want it now!).  Yeah, I threw open my window and yelled that out.  I know you were wondering. :)

Anywritingwho, She will post a picture and your have either 140 characters OR 140 words to use being inspired by the picture.  I'm going to do the 140 characters because, well, I like a challenge.  A special bonus point if you work her word of the week into said post.  This weeks word is Cater.  Gosh, I hope I can win enough points to get an IPad.

Looking outside millions of things going through my head.  Mostly, who will cater the wedding happening outside.  To sit would be divine.

Now, I must go and find something to nibble on.  Writing always makes me hungry.

That's The Night The Lights Were Out

Yee-Haw.  The weekend is over and I'm so excited to go back to work today.   I'm delirious, like I would ever think that way. 

Saturday night we were watching my daughters kids while they went on a date.  It's getting to be bedtime.  9:00 PM and Mr C promptly falls asleep on the couch while watching Back To The Future.  That's a great movie by the way.  Miss L gets tired and we go lay down on my bed because I said she could sleep with me all night.  She promptly falls asleep. 

Now, 3 year old Miss A, she's not tired.  Damn those late naps that 3 years old take.  I take pity on hubby and send him to bed.  I join her on the couch.  11:50 comes and she is still awake.  Mom and dad get home, are surprised she's still awake, but loves transpires and they head downstairs.  Dad will be back upstairs to get Mr C.  I go check to make sure the garage door is locked. 

Que the scary music.........All the lights are off.....I start heading from the kitchen to the bedroom.........then it happens.........FACE PLANT INTO THE WALL!!!!!  Hard......yell out in pain......surprised the house didn't tumble to the ground.  NO ONE COMES TO MY RESCUE.  What the?  Stumble to the bedroom, in pain, head pounding, nose not bleeding, toe beating in pain.  Climb into bed and fall asleep.

Scene Two.....Wake up Sunday morning.  Head in to make coffee for me and the hubby.  Eat our breakfast, I ask nonchalantly, didn't you hear me trying to break the house last night?  No he says.  WTH!!!  I take him over to the wall to show him where I hit.  Ok, I wanted to see if there were any cracks.  Lo and Behold, this is what we beheld.

Yes dear peeps.  Thanks to the oils on my face, this is what was on the wall.  You will notice the side of my forehead that hit, my nose, and then my lips.  Oh, in person the lips look just like my lips.  Luscious, kissable, wait...sorry.  Also, notice how close I was to not hitting the wall.  And no, the wall and corner are not different colors, I had to darken up the photo around my beautiful face so you could see it. 

You totally want to live with me.  Don't lie.

I'm Not A Chicken

 Jenny, oh Jenny.  Poems this week?  Really?  You are just one lucky girl that I will never back away from a dare.  Gosh darn it. Rules, she gives you a prompt, I highlight it blue, you have up to 100 words to come up with something, and the prompt does not count towards your words.  Got it?  Good.

 As I stand in the doorway, my feelings take flight
I’m not a chicken, I can’t be tonight.
Too many people are counting on me
Oh, so much pressure, I want to be free.
Free from the bullies, that point at and stare
Also the “better than”, why can’t they be fair.
Talking behind my back, oh, you are so cool
You should remember, it makes you the fool.
My name is announced, a tear tumbles down
Be brave, you can do it, and remember, don’t frown
Applause is overwhelmingly being heard by my ears
Welcome to Heaven, you have no more fears.

Is This Spring?

Dum-de-dum-dum......dum-de-dum-dum......dum-de-dum-dum-duuuuuuuum The story you are about to read is true.  The names have not been changed to protect the innocent. This is the city. Salt Lake City.  I work here... I'm not a cop. It was Friday, March 25th. It was snowing in Salt Lake City. We were working the day watch out of the Salt Lake Location. My partner is Liz, the boss is Mr. CP,  my name's Dreamer, Dazee Dreamer.  Just the facts man, just the facts. After driving to get myself some lunch, I exited my vehicle, when I felt a big "ker-plop".  Big, freaking blob of snowy slush falls from the hood of said vehicle and lands in strategic places, as submitted in Exhibit A below. 

And stop looking at my butt.   If anyone has seen Spring, please call 1-800-Need-Sun.  A $1.00 reward has been offered if Winter is convicted. Your name will be kept anonymous.  

Danger Around The Corner

It's Book Blurb time.  Lisa Ricard Claro - Writing In The Buff runs this little meme where she gives you a picture and you are supposed to write the jacket blurb using up to 150 words.  I love the challenge of having an writing assignment.  Its getting inspired on what to write that gives me fits. 

Brianna walked nervously down the hallway. What was she going to find? The package that arrived by express mail held only a key and a suite number.

Stuart hurried along the crowded sidewalk. So many people, and not much time to get to the place he was told to go.

Little did they know, but their lives were about to come together, putting them in dangerous situations, in the search of the unknown.

Will Brianna find the answers she has been looking for? Can Stuart forgive and forget things that were done to him in the past?

And who is behind all of the secrets that are about to be found? What will they find that will shock them to their very core?

Good heavens.  I think I want to read this book. :)

Frack You And Shoegasms

Hola mis amigos.  I am so glad it's Friday.  I've been doing the Happy Friday Dance since I woke up.  (and yes, I'm awake by 5:00 AM on weekdays, don't make me put you in the frack column)

Once again I am bowing to Christy and Boobies for giving me this wonderful opportunity to say a little something.  *clearing throat*

A big, ole, flip-off to the drivers on the road yesterday.  Speed Limit 65.  You were all going 60.  Why?  I'll tell you why.  Because Mr. County Sheriff was on the freeway.  TRYING to go 65 but you all had him bunched in.  It's kind of pathetic when he finally passed you all, BY JUST GOING THE SPEED LIMIT.  You can go between 4 and 5 miles over the limit without the nice police officers pulling you over.  GET ON IT, OR GET OFF THE FREEWAY.  Breathing, Breathing


Now, for a big ole, quadruple flip-off to men that get their panties in a wad.  I will not say names, but dude, you are worse than any woman I know.  Not liking something that is new.  Saying everyone hates it.  I have news for you.  NO THEY DON'T.  I'm about ready to put you in a dress and hand you a tampon.

That my dear peeps, is all my anger issues this week.  Surprising I know.  Almost as surprising as one of my flip-offs being bad, stupid, no good, very bad drivers.  :)



 And now for this weeks shoes, that I will never buy, and never wear (cuz I would look like a goon) but the ones I picked for this week are all kinds of cute.  Thanks again to Boobies.  Ok, how awesome are these?  Don't know who makes them, don't care how much they are, but wow, soooo cute.

Be still my beating heart.  Love, love, love this one. Oh to have the body of Heidi Klum.  I would rock it.

Now, I want you to all have a fabulous day or weekend (whichever the case may be). 

A.B.C., Easy As 1.2.3., Doo-Ree-Mee,A-B-C,1-2-3 Baby You And Me!

You're singing it.  I can hear you, don't even try to deny it.

I saw this little ABC Meme on Sarah's Blog Simply Sassy Sarah.  You know me and my love of stealing question meme's.    :)

Achilles heel:  Wanting to be liked.

Battle cry:  Park it or drive it Rat Bastards!!

Casket style:

This is the one I want, but to see the coke one I would like but in a coke zero style check out my fieldtrip to the casket store post.

Deformity:  My left ear is lower than my right ear


Embarrassing nickname:  d’Vonna Béyoncé.   


Fish I’d most like to be if I were somehow, for some reason, forced to be turned into a fish:  Does a dolphin count?  Definitely not a salmon since they do that whole go upstream thing to make little salmons.  Nope, no way.

Getaway route:  Pull out of parking space at work, turn on to street.  Head for home. 

Hillbilly name (click here):   Loretta Lynne Hogg.  And that's Mrs. Hogg to y'all.

Inanimate object I most resemble:  My body pillow.  Cuz it's soft and cuddly. 

“Jack”, Favorite blogger named:  ummm, yeah.  No bloggers named Jack that are my favorite but June Freaking Cleaver is a favorite J blogger.

Knot I have most trouble untying:  Probably be that knot that if I ever get kidnapped, when they tie you up to a chair and boyfriend will come to save me, and call me baby girl, and then hug me tight when HE unties it.  Oh wait.  Moving on.

Last lesson learned:  How to do our new phone system at work


Middle letter of middle name:  A

Nearest Chinese restaurant:  Sampan

Oldest person I know:  I guess I'm going to have to go with my dad. 

Pancakes, Favorite topping for:  Tons of melted butter and hot maple syrup


Quality I wish I had more of:  Not being a worrywart. 

Rap artist I’d most like to chillax with:  LLCoolJ (or LLCoolJoe..:)

Salad dressing I despise most:  Thousand Island.  I may put a little dollop on top of some blue cheese dressing,  but to eat a whole salad with it, yuk.

TV show I wish would disappear forever:  Jersey Shore.  No I've never watched it.  Why, because I just want it to disappear.  Geez

Underwear, Favorite kind/color:  Comfortable regular underwear, Purple in color.  I know, you are shocked.

Vice that I wish I could do away with:  Being sarcastic.  It's my way of getting out of uncomfortable situations.  

Website that I check first every day:  Google Reader, followed closely by Facebook.

Xerox, Funniest thing I’ve copied on:  I plead the 5th.

“Yes,” Dumbest thing to which I’ve answered:  Will you be my partner on Amazing Race.  hahahaha, not really, but I couldn't think of anything.  I'm pretty good at saying no if I really don't want to do something.

Zombie, Favorite “brain” dish if I ever became a:  Spaghetti and brain sauce.  :)

McDonald's is going up in my little town.  Wish it was open now, I want an egg mcmuffin.  Waiting, Waiting, Waiting.

Just A Day In My Life

On my travels, I will try, to do my duty, by taking photo's, for my followers, for this is the creed of the bloggers oath.

What, you didn't have to take the oath?  What the!  Someone lied to me.

So, the first time I saw this bike at the local mexican's waiting for jobs hangout McDonald's, I envisioned some kind of shooting apparatus ala James Bond, to get this hooked to the power pole.  Silly me, it's chained by the bike.  But hey, I've heard they are crafty fellas.  Just sayin.

Then, upon leaving work the other day, I spied Fido parking his truck, and picking up his supplies for the next day.  That Fido, did such a fine parking job.

I have passed this sign since it went up.  From afar it looks like

But in fact

Red Robin, maybe you should rethink the whole "stacking" premise.

Just like the sands in an hourglass, this is a day in my life.

Dear........ 3.22.11

 Tuesday Dear Letters.  The day we can write those things good or bad that need to be brought to the attention of others.  If you feel like doing some, just grab my code over there, see it, no, over there on the right hand side.  Ok, there ya go, that's the one.   Dear Wind.  In the good words of my dear friend Dorothy, I don't think we are in Kansas anymore.   You are blowing pretty hard.  If you happen to see my house flying in the air, please watch out, I wouldn't want to drop on you. Dear Whiner Dudes at Work.  So what.  We got a new phone system.  All good things must come to an end.  Or, obsolete old phone systems need to come to an horrific end.  Please get over it.  Lets say you went to work for a different company.  Are you going to whine about "that's not how we did it at my old company".  No, you are going to knuckle it up and learn the new way of doing things. Dear Spring.  Where in the heck are you?  I do not see you.  I see clouds and cold weather, and innocent me bystanders.  Please thumb your nose at old man winter and give it already.   Time to get up and go handle the masses on day 2 of the new phones.  Should be a marvelous trip. Love Dazee 

It's My Anniversary and I'll Cry If I Want To

One year ago today, I jumped head first into the blogging world.  I'd love to give you all a little something to commemorate this great event, but I'm not made of sugar and spice and everything nice, or money, so you will just have to make do with my wit and charm, some things I've learned over the past year.

Things I've Learned

I will go kicking and screaming into a new meme, and instantly fall in love with it.

I will start my own meme's that nobody falls instantly in love with. :)

I will get a digital camera from my hubby, and enjoy taking photos and posting them.

That no stupid driver is safe from said camera.

I would find friends from all over the world that get who I am.

That I would offend people who will unfollow me. 

That people will follow but never comment.

That I will cry harder than I ever did reading a book because what I am reading is real life drama.

That I will giggle/snort louder over the humorous, everyday events in people's lives. 

That my boyfriend Shemar has a ga-zillion people all over the world that lust after him, therefore making him the number one hit for people finding my blog by googling.

That I wouldn't be afraid to say what's on my mind.

That even tho I said I would never do a Vlog, I've done a few and kind of enjoy doing them.

That everything can be a blogging opportunity.

That I'm beautiful in my own way, and don't have to look like a beautiful actress for people to accept me.  

That bullies come in all shapes and forms and will even be members of my own extended family.

Most of all I've learned that I can do it.  I can write.  I can tell a story.  I can look at a picture and write a whole post about it.  And that I enjoy it more than I ever thought I would.  

So I guess this means you are stuck with me for another year.  Watch out, it's going to be a fabulous ride.       

S.O.S. Sundays Oh! Snap! - Green

 I decided to try my hand at Mommying On The Fly's S.O.S. Sunday.  Today's prompt is Green 

Aahh, Spring, Summer and Fall, I remember you dearly.  I took this photo last fall.  We have deer that will come right into our yards and eat all our vegetation.  They are so lovely I don't much like deer anymore.  Trees just aren't the same without leaves.  Same goes for flowers.  But I digress.

Why do I bring up my love for all things green and leafless, because this is what I woke up to this morning, March 20, 2011

Sorry about the quality, I took it with my phone.  Mother Nature at her best.  I'm going to hunt her down and have a little yell fest chat with her.

Off to drown my sorrows in a nice hot cup of coffee.....

The Neighbors

Saturday, oh Saturday, why do I love thee.  Is it because I get to sleep in?  Yes, is it because I get to actually sit down and have breakfast with my hubby?  Yes.  But then, it's also time to play along with Jenny of Saturday Centus Fame.

She likes to give us a prompt and then we have up to 100 words to write a little diddy to it.  The hundred words does not include the prompt.  My prompts are always in the lovely color of blue.

And now,

The Neighbors

Cari awoke with a start. “honey”, she said in a whisper, “there is something going on outside”. Roger rolled to his side and told her to go back to sleep, he didn’t hear a thing. Then bam, bam-bam. They both jumped out of bed at the same time.

They ran to the living room and looked outside. The neighbors house across the street was surrounded by police. The curtain parted and Charlie, their neighbor, came into view. Cari gasped as she saw a gun pointed at his head.

“Let your husband go”, the police officer shouted, “we can work this out”.


So I'm a murder mystery whodunit kind of gal.  I can't help it.  If you give this meme a try I just know that you would have a blast.  haha I said blast, plays right into my story. :)

The Killer Among Them

June Freaking Cleaver has done it again.  That creep awesome blogger has found yet another "writing" prompt that tempts my tastebuds.  Huh, tempts my tastebuds?  ok then.

This little meme is called "Book Blurb".  It is run by

Lisa Claro - Writing In The Buff., every Friday.  She gives you a "jacket picture" of a book and you are to write a "blurb" of 150 words or less. 

Never wanting to not try any challenge that June throws inspires me to do, I have to give it a try. 


The Killer Among Them

Lisa LaRue always hated to close up Joey’s Place. Even though it was a new restaurant, it was in an older part of town.

One night, two weeks ago, was when she first saw “him”. A figure, walking back by the bar. Her imagination got the better of her. Her father had always told her that she was going to get into trouble with all her questions.

Since that time she had started researching the building. But when she did, odd things began to happen. First the phone call at three AM, with only the sound of breathing when she answered. She also couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her.

The twists and turns of what she finds will keep you riveted and wanting more. Join her and Detective Adam Piazze as they race against time to find "The Killer Among Them".

 Wow, that was hard, but fun.  Here is the picture for next week if you would like to give it a try.

A Special Dear...... Post

 It's Friday, and my brain needs it to be the weekend.  Badly.  So today, I'm doing a special Dear..... post.  I actually got this email and thought it was hilarious and just what the Doctor ordered.  Isn't that just another one of those weird statements.   I hope these don't offend you.  They're jokes.  OK.  Don't get your panties in a wad.    Something to offend every one.   (that was what the email was called)

Dear 2010, So I hear the best rapper is white and the president is black? WTH happened?!  Sincerely, 1985   Dear J.K. Rowling, Your books are entirely unrealistic. I mean, a ginger kid with two friends? Come
on now.  Sincerely, Anonymous.   Dear Yahoo, I've never heard anyone say "I don't know, let's Yahoo it!" Just sayin'... Sincerely, Google   Dear America, You produced Miley Cyrus. Bieber is your punishment. Sincerely, Canada   Dear Icebergs, Sorry to hear about global warming. Karma's a bitch. Sincerely, The Titanic    Dear Nickleback, That's enough. Sincerely, The World   Dear Scissors, I feel your pain.....no one wants to run with me either. Sincerely, Sarah Palin  Dear Nazis, You did what?!?!?! I said I hate JUICE!! Sincerely, Adolph Hitler   Dear World of Warcraft, Thank you for ensuring my son's virginity. Sincerely, Parents Everywhere  Dear Customers, Yes, we ARE making fun of you in Vietnamese.  Sincerely, Nail Salon Ladies    Dear Americans,  I'm sorry, did you just insult us? I couldn't hear you over my health care
benefits. Sincerely, Canadians   Dear Global Warming,  You're the best imaginary friend ever! Sincerely, Al Gore    Dear Santa,How did you get away with the kids sitting on your lap trick? Sincerely, Michael Jackson   Dear Ugly People, You're welcome. Sincerely, Alcohol   Dear Mrs. Gump  WTH are you talking about? There's a little diagram on the lid that tells you
EXACTLY what you're gonna get.... Sincerely, Jenny  Dear Martin Luther King Jr.  I have a dream within a dream within a dream within another dream.... What now? Sincerely, Leonardo DiCaprio   Dear World,  Please stop freaking out about 2012. Our calendars ends there because some
Spanish d-bags invaded our country and we got a little busy ok?  Sincerely, The Mayans    Dear Snooki,  GET BACK TO WORK!  Sincerely, Willy Wonka   Dear iPhone,  Please stop spellchecking all of my rude words into nice words. You piece of
shut. Sincerely, Every iPhone User    Dear Man,  It's cute, but can you pick up peanuts with it?  Sincerely, Elephant   Dear Dr. Phil,  Look man, there's only room for one fake doctor in this world and I was here
first.  Sincerely, Dr. Pepper. Dear Osama Bin Laden,

 Marco....

 

Sincerely, United States

  My day is now complete.  Nothing like a good laugh 

You Inspire Me

Happy St. Patricks Day everyone.  Isn't that just the cutest little leprechaun you have seen lately.  She reminds me of someone I know. :)

I hate to complain about pain.  Last night I was in so much pain.  I have diabetic neuropathy.  Sometime I can deal with the pain in my legs/feet/hands but others, like last night, not so much. 

I know people that have pain much worse than I. 

 Kimberly at All Work and No Play Makes Mommy Go Something Something is one such woman.  I feel so bad for her.  She's a nurse and totally wrecked her back working in the ER one night.  An industrial accident.  But the hospital is fighting paying her continual medical costs.  Her case is going to court.  She is in constant, everyday pain with her back.  Most days you wouldn't know that she has any kind of pain when she writes, but every once in a while, she brings me to tears over her pain and the hell that her employer puts her through.  I've often told her I would love to get about 1000 bloggers together and protest in front of the hospital where she works.  Or call Dateline or 20/20 to do a report.  If only I had the power to do that.  

In honor of her always inspiring me to continue on through the pain, she is the recipient of the very first

Dazee's

You Inspire Me Award

Kim, you have touched my life more than you will ever know.  Whenever I am having so much pain that I want to just amputate my appendages, I think about you, and what you go through.  I can only hope and pray that you will have a few days without pain. 

Things That Make Me Go Eww, Yuck, And Throw Up A Little In My Mouth

  Today, I'm going to talk a little bit about things that might gross you out.  So, if you are easily

throw-up-able, you might just want to not continue. 

First item of business.  Blowing your nose in a restaurant. 

Take a look at this.

Not only is nose blowing dude, blowing his nose, but apparently he is going to be making a speech.  "Let me stand in front of all of you to speak, and blow my nose".  Please, please, DO NOT LOOK AT THE SNOT ON YOUR HANKY!!!.  Oh man, he did.  I also like the expressions on the peoples faces.  Of course, the women are disgusted, some of the men are, but other men have a smile on their face.  A smile on their face?  Is this because they are all like, "haha, that's funny", or "oh my, are you really doing that?" 

I'll give you a minute to digest that last picture............waiting..............waiting............moving on.

The shoe, plastic bag of goodies, belt bin at the airport.

I know, the least of your worries at the airport is

"I wonder what kind of person's shoes were just in this bin?"

"I wonder how often they clean these bins?"

"Do they just throw them back at the beginning of the line when they are running low?"

Let's say, Mr,  I don't shower, EVER, just went through the scanner. "Oh dear, I need a bin, oh good, here comes the PSA dude with some more".  It's the dudes bin that just went through.  Gosh, I hope he didn't have a fungus on his feet.  He was just wearing those flip-flop things.  What is that at the bottom of this bin.  A freaking toenail.  Are you kidding me?  (Wait a minute, I'm having an issue of keeping my breakfast down.  Gulp.)

They really need to start handing out huge plastic bags to put our stuff in, and then put it in a bin.   How about Lysol wipes, are we allowed to carry those on, or are they on the "combustible list".  I really am kind of speechless at the moment, just thinking of all the things that are put in those bins.  And the people's cleanliness habits. 

I'm going to my happy place.  I'm going to my happy place. 

Thanks little Bro for bringing this subject up to me. 

Happy Travels.  Bwaa-haa-haa

Dear...... 3.15.11

 Dear.... sponsored today by, me.  They are letters that I like to write to people that have been awesome or bothersome in the last week.  Let us begin. Dear Daylight Savings Time.  I am super tired today.  Why do you do this to me.  I want to go to bed and I just woke up.   Dear Mother Nature.  Do you know that it is daylight savings time?  This means we get more light in the evening.  Do you know why we can't enjoy it?  Because you keep being cold, and rainy.  Please get with the program. Dear Pain In My Foot.  You are bothering me.  I'm ready to amputate you.  I guess it could be worse.  You could be a pain in my a$$.  Although, that could stand a bit of amputation itself. :) Dear Einstein Bagels.  Why are you making me crave you?   Especially your cinnamon sugar slathered in strawberry cream cheese.  I will make you mine.  You just wait and see. Dear Amazing Race.  What the heck is up with all the To...Be...Continued this season?  Please stop doing that.  Dear Boss.  I'm super glad that you are going to be out of town the rest of the week.  Nuff said. That is all for this week.  Join me again next week for moe. Love Dazee 

Where Has The Time Gone

Yesterday, I was having one of those, "wow, where has time flown to" moments.  I got thinking about my kids, and how sweet they were as babies and the times that they were sick, or had broken arms.  All three of my kids broke their arms.  They must be graceful like their mother.  :) I decided to put a little video together.  I love the song from Momma Mia, "Slipping Through My Fingers".  The first time I saw the movie I was in tears by the end of that song.  I know, shocker, me in tears.   Even tho I only have one daughter, the song is exactly how I feel about all my kids.  I love them so much.  They really do grow up fast.  Here's hoping that you all have a fabulous week. 

To Grandfathers House She Goes - The Accuser

 Is it just me, or did this last week go fast.   Jenny has given us another fine prompt this week for our writing skills.  The rules, write a story with up to 100 words, not including the prompt.  The prompt in my story is in blue. Now, because I have heard that I am mean at leaving people hanging, I have decided to continue on with the saga of Suzanne and her grandfather.  If you haven't already, you might want to go readChapter 1and Chapter 2  Gavin looked around as he rang the doorbell. The door was answered by a uppity looking older woman, who stared down her nose at him. He had never been accused of being intelligent, but she would soon learn how he wasn’t as stupid as she perceived.

“Ma’am, I have been hired to look into some allegations of blackmail”, he said. She tried to look unaffected, but her posture said otherwise.
“How dare you accuse me of such a thing”, she gasped,  “I have never…”, he stopped her before she could go on.

“We shall see”, he said as he pushed his way in, “we shall see”.  The plot thickens...........  

A Little Sumpin Sumpin

I've seen this little ditty on a few blogs now, so I'm going to do it.  Today it was on Drazil's blog.  You take the 8 prompts and W.R.I.T.E. them in your own handwriting.  So it's not hard, you don't have to get all showered and cleaned up to do it.  Anywriting, here is mine.

See, that wasn't hard.

Here are the prompts

1. What is your name?
2. What is your blog name?
3. Write: the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog.
4. Favorite quote
5. Favorite song
6. Favorite band/singers
7. Say anything you want
8. Pass it along to a few bloggers

I am passing it along to all of you.  If I don't see it on your blogs, I will be crying, so hard, that there will be a big huge ole puddle at my feet.  Then I will take pictures of my crying and post it as a video with music.  And that will truly be the scariest thing you have ever seen.  Now the pressure is on you.  mwaa-haa-haa

Frack You Friday and Shoegasm - 3.11.11

Frack you Friday, brought to us by the lovely Christy and Boobies. 

Frack you to Winter.  Really?  Give up the ghost already.  I'm thumbing my nose at you today.  See me in my capris and cute 3/4 sleeve shirt.  yeah, take that buddy. (sure, I have my floor heater on under my desk, but still)

Frack you to the never-ending-life-sucking-flu-season.  You wore out your welcome, oh, about 4 bout's ago.  I'm tired of you picking on my kids and grandkids.  errrrrrrr

Actually that is all today.  I'm in a good mood.  My K-Cups are being delivered by FedEx today.  What flavors you ask, well let me tell you. 

Hawaiian Hazelnut

Mudslide

Carmel Vanilla Creme

Wild Mountain Blueberry

Smidge jealous, aren't you?

Now on to my new found experience of joy each Friday. 

Shoegasm

 Sponsored by Boobies.  Yup  Love that girl. If you know me well, I HATE shoes.  Ok, I like to look at them, but wear them, my motto is, "if the Lord wanted us to wear them we would have been born with them on"

I love Spring/Summer because I can wear sandals and flip flops.  Look at this fab pair I found.  I would totally wear these IF they weren't so dang expensive.   

christian louboutin Zebra gladiator sandals $279.00

Wouldn't they just show off my tats something awesome.  ~sigh~

What Can I Say

Jenny at My Life As Jenny, is one freaking funny lady.  And apparently, she thinks I'm kind of hot too.  (not hot as in "hello sexy" hot, funny hot).  Coming from someone who constantly cracks me up, I'm touched.  Don't say it, I know what you're thinking, "yeah Dazee, touched in the head a wee bit".  Stop it guys, your hurting my feel bads. :(

The Rules are as follows............

1.)  Copy and paste this award to your blog

(okey dokey)

2.)  Thank and link to the person that tagged you with it.

Jenny, I'm beside myself with joy.  Not another personality named Joy standing beside me, just......, oh you figure it out.

3.)  List 7 facts about yourself

On their way

4.)  Give the award to 5 other bloggers and tell them they have it. 

Oh goodie, the pressure

7 Wonderful, fascinating, exciting things I haven't told you yet.

1.  I love asparagus.  I don't remember my mom making it when I was a kid, but now, oh my, I love that stuff.  And call me crazy, but I actually like it the best out of cans, not fresh.  I know, right.

2.  I got a new tattoo while on my girls trip.  (ssshhhh, I haven't told the hubby yet, oh wait, hi honey, by the way I got a new tattoo, love you tons)

It's a Gothic butterfly to go along with my other butterflies.  It's actually the one my cousin really wants, but her husband would freak if she gets one, so I got it for her.  I think it kind of rocks.  (ps for hubby:  this was one of the expenses of the trip I didn't have to pay for babe, aren't you happy?) (ps for those reading this:  I'm doing major suck up here, can you tell)

3.  Yesterday, at precisely 6:36 AM, the 5 year, 60000 mile warranty, ran out on my car. 

Still have up to 100,000 miles till the power train warranty runs out.  And no, I have no idea what that is.  :)

4:  I heart Abby on NCIS.

  Her character is so awesome.  She's goth but so cute and freaking smart.  I want to be her when I grow up.

5.  Coke Slurpees are the best invention EVER.   When you are slurping away on one of them you really do have a "coke and a smile".

6.  Speaking of coke.  Coke Zero is tons better than Pepsi Max. 

And for all of you that think Coke Zero taste like Diet Coke (you know who you are), you are sadly mistaken.  Another little known fact.  Coke Zero came out about a month after I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes.  You have never seen a person that was so happy about that. 

The look of Coke Zero is so much sexier too.  rawr.

7.  When I microwave popcorn, I also melt butter and pour it all over it. 

Thank you to Marisa McClellan for having a picture on google for exactly what I wanted. Now doesn't that just make you want to grab a Coke Zero and have at it?

Apparently I was hungry while working on this post.  :)

Now on to 5 bloggers that I'm giving this award to. 
The part I hate.  Now wait, not that I hate giving it to someone, just hate not shouting out to everyone. 

Christy at My Mad Mind

Kimberly at All Work and No Play Makes Mommy Go Something Something

Bodacious Boomer

The Chicken's Consigliere

 The Bipolar Diva

These are just the ones I'm giving a special shout-out to this time around.  I love all of their blogs for different reasons.  They all make me laugh at times, cry at times and have overcome some things that make me strive to be a better person, and they aren't afraid to put it all out there on their blogs. 

Also, if you want to do this, please take the picture.  I love to find out stuff about you guys.  Pretty please, with a cherry on top.