Friday, May 23, 2008

This Is Why I'm Hot(almost literally)

I know, you know, we all know that I can cook.
Today, I can openly admit that I can't boil water.
Let me clarify the above...

Yesterday, I decided to light some candles, do laundry, just some good ole gas money avoiding home time. The activities made me work up an appetite so my choice for lunch was oatmeal. I usually like to add blueberries and walnuts so it was going to be a sure treat. mmm can't wait.

Well, I put the water on, and waltzed over to my computer for a little play time. I figured that would keep me distracted long enough to take my anticipation off the water boiling. I only intended to stray for a couple of minutes.
Alright alright I'm getting to the point geez. I feel bad enough to have to tell it. Ok, I get on-line and discover that I have sooooo much mail because I'd been on a brief hiatus from one of my frequent playgrounds. Now I'm excited to see I'd been missed so I begin to reply and visit and participate to the measure of about 30-45 minutes. Yea...

All of a sudden, I start to smell what I thought was the wax from a candle that had perhaps burnt out. I looked over and resumed my typing. Smell gets stronger, but my dizzy azz is too geeked to get up and check the other candle. Oh and now I'm like, what oatmeal. I had completely forgot that the water had been boiling. When the smoke detector starts blaring. I run in the other room looking near the other candle,(nothing is flaming) so then, I turn around and my pot of water is now a pot of soot.
I immediately remove the pot, turn off the stove and now I'm standing there fanning the smoke alarm, until it ceases to yell at me. Open the patio doors and sit right back down at the computer.
:sigh: I have got to find another hobby.

Ok, a few hours past and I'm smelling it again. Now what's burnin? I checked to ensure I did turn off the stove which I did. So ok, I remembered hearing the volume going in and out on the TV in the living room(don't know why I have em ON in every room)so I went over to find it completely dark and having a weird buzzing sound going on. I frantically tried to turn it off with the remote, no luck. I then cautiously manually turn it off and unplug the whole surge strip. The smell was just two puffs away from another alarm warning.

Now I'm like, fuqq the PC; what the bizznizz iz? Two close calls in one day?! In the same manner?!



Saturday, May 10, 2008


I have accepted the fact that I won't win Nana of the year. Not last year, this or the next.

I mentioned that I would be getting a weekend visit from one of my 8 grand babies, well that was prolonged until this wknd. At no fault of my own, but it's done so that's all that matters.

Honey chile................
I AINT GONE BE ABLE TO DO IT!! We had an okay yesterday; today started out iight, but I have been screamin and givin out check ups from the neck ups and wheww...
I AINT GONE BE ABLE TO DO IT!!! I decided, hey lets do my usual Saturday morning routine of shopping, early to beat the crowd. Well this one is a pouter(wonder where that comes from) :shrug: OKAY it's me, chill out. So if I didn't buy it, I got a brief silent treatment. Which wasn't too bad, this one's a talker like me, so I see just how annoying I can be at times. :smirk:

One of the biggest problems is that, I keep extreme order, up in here. I'm almost to the point of a yell, followed by about 2 curse words, to not rub the walls, don't eat and groom the couch without washing hands and don't jump up and down. Be careful not to kneel on the video games. (I like playin em 2)I've stepped over hula hoops, detangled from jump ropes, paused and rewound Fox and the Hound, Babe, Bebe's kids and nearly held at pencil point, to look for The Wizard Of Oz.

:Sigh: There have been good girly moments where we polished each others toe nails, counted turtles and fed the ducks from the balcony, and I reminisced as she slept, of how beautiful she was(still is) from the day she was born. How she sleeps so wild and is such an emotional lil missy. She prompted me to watch her Cops for Kids video on child safety and how I discovered her pencil fetish. She is only in 2nd grade and literally has over 25 pencils in her book bag and was anxious to buy a pack of 10 more. I strongly believe in letting kids express their personalities, some likes and dislikes are their option, however... I just wasn't feeling this whole pencil thing. (I guess I will if I don't find The Wizard...):smirk: :rolling eyes: Anyway.

Overall I'm enjoying our time, but every now and then, I wonder how she would respond in the event Nana has suffered a Stroke, because I'm constantly on pins and needles about keeping order. She says she's familiar with 911 so I'm good there.

So, :ahmmmm, num yo ho renga q, woosaaah:

still NOT NANA, lol