Not another week already...

Well, here we go loopty-loo. It's time for another week.

My nerves are SHOT. Tripp was having a a hard time trying to back the camper up into a small place, and it got to me so bad that I sat down on the doorstep and had a cry. I know: I have a real live diagnosed problem with depression and anxiety, but come on! I am sure it has to do with going to work tomorrow. I just can't seem to get these kids to take their education seriously. And every time I turn around I am being told that my test scores are all that matter when the rubber hits the road. AND if I want to keep my job. *sigh*.

On a lighter note, today I noticed that our camper was originally bought at an RV Dealer called "Long View". http://www.longviewrv.com/. My beach house that we had for 33 years was named Long View. It made me smile to see that. There's even a little picture of a light house on the sticker, and my house was less that 1/4th mile from Oak Island Light house. May seem silly, but it kind of made my day afterwards.

1. Are you a morning person?

Oh HELL no.



In the past I was: I could get up at any hour after going to bed late, spring right up, take a shower and go on. Now days, I can go to bed at nine o 'clock (like I did last night) and still get up at 11:30 in the morning.

2. Tell us of a news story that truly shocked you.

well, there have been a lot but I will use the one that was most recent. Read about it today. A mildly mentally handicapped 30 year old woman asked her parents if she could stay the night at her friend "Peggy's house". The next morning she was stuffed into a trash can in the parking lot of a middle school. She had been force-fed spices, detergent, vegetable oil, different medications and urine. Her head had been shaved and painted with nail polish. She was beaten with a vacuum cleaner hose and a towel bar, forced to write a fake suicide note, then stabbed to death. The six beasts who perpetrated this monstrosity then put a bag over her head, wrapped her arms and limbs against her body with Christmas lights they snatched from a neighbor's apartment balcony, stuffed her in the trash can and shoved her under a truck parked at the school.

She had the mentality of a 12 year old. She was excited that she had new 'friends'.

Yeah. That made me shocked. It also made me furious.

3. What was your very first job?

Ah! A lighter subject. I got my first job in the fall of 1982 working at Best Products, Inc. Best was a "catalog showroom", a concept where there was only one representative of an item on the floor. If you wanted it, you filled out a ticket and the salesperson rang the sale and send the order up a pneumatic tube to the upstairs warehouse. Items were picked by a warehouse person and sent down a roller belt to the front, where you picked it up. Complex, eh? I worked in department 03, which was household and camera. I usually worked camera. I bought my first 35 mm SLR there; a Canon AE-1 Program. It was the hottest thing going then. I still have it, but it has shutter problems. I'll never get rid of it.

4. What characteristics do you despise?

Downright meaness. Cruelty. Selfishness. Rudeness. General obnoxiousness.

5. To where would you retire?

Oak Island NC. If I go anywhere when I retire, it will be there. I have asked that my ashes be scattered off the end of Yaupon Beach Pier, or whatever the name of it is now. It was my favorite place on earth, but it's kind of hard now. There's no campground anymore and it's too painful. If I knew I was back to stay, it would be okay. I'll never be in the old house again,



but I would be back. It wouldn't hurt as much as it still does.

6. Are you named after anyone?



Oh, GOD. My middle name is unspeakable. Lanita. Ugh. My aunt saw it on the end credits of the old Jackie Gleason show that used to be broadcast from Miami. One of The June Taylor Dancers. She thought it was the most beautiful name she ever heard. She talked my mother into naming me that. So I am cursed.

7. How do you release anger?



Unfortunately, usually on someone. Then I have to apologize. Driving is good, though, and listening to metal. Driving and listening to metal is best.

8. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

AH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!

(breathes)

BWAHHH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!

(soberly)

No, Seriously, would I do something like use sarcasm?



9. What is your least favorite thing about yourself?

My temper. My diabetes. My weight. My shyness. Oh, it was only supposed to be one, wasn't it?

The Friday Five - Snow storm edition

1. What is your favorite blanket like?

Oh, my favorite blankie. I don't have a real blankie like my friend Amy does.

I do have a blanket made from sweatshirt material I got as a freebie at a credit union conference in Las Vegas. It's gray and has a corner embroidered with some stupid credit union team building crap. It's soft and fuzzy.

2. What was the last thing you baked?

French onion soup. I cooked it on the stove for while I baked some French bread I got at Aldi's. I baked the bread until it was really hard and crispy; it was whole wheat with flax seeds. YUM. Then I floated it on the onion soup, covered it with slices of Swiss cheese, and baked it until the cheese melted. Labor intensive, but good. Bryant and I ate off of it twice.

3.What television personality gets you most hot and bothered?

DAVE RAMSEY. Oh my GOD he pisses me off. What is so great about never having to pay a bill again? I especially hate when people call in to gloat about being debt free. Yeah, eat beans and weenies for five years. And what happens at the end of those five years if you have a heart attack and die? I learned when I fell that you better not waste a day, an hour, a minute of your life. It might be the last one you ever get.

4. ,When did you last burn yourself?

I burned the living shit out of the skin between my thumb and first finger on a hot glue gun last year getting ready for school to start. Blistered like a bitch.

5. What are your feelings about hot sauce?

Like it in some stuff. I use:

no other. I put it in oyster stew, egg salad, pimentocheese, sometimes macaroni and cheese.

The Saturday Nine

1. Did you ever think that you'd be a star? If yes, doing what?



Oh my God, YES. At least I hoped I would be. I wanted to write movies when I was in 7th grade and act in them. I also had a burning desire to be a stand up comedian. This was back int he late 70's and Steve Martin was my idol. I used to watch TV and look at the LA-scape in the background of all the action and think "One day, I will be there! " I dreamed about, put it away and dreamed in my sleep about it. It wasn't until I was over 30 that I went to Los Angeles and had an absolute blast. I hope to take my son next year after he graduates from high school. He';s a writer, too, and he just needs to see it. See his Mamma's old dream of fame and fortune.

2. Tell us about the last time you had a romantic dinner.

Hmmmm...I am going to go out on a limb and say every dinner I have had with Tripp has been a romantic dinner. We've had our share of arguments, some down right blister-raisers, but for the most part we've had a very happy marriage. So, my last romantic dinner would be at home tonight, having fried cod, hush puppies, and fries. We watched "I Survived" and lamented the things the people feature had to go through.

3. Tell us about your worst job interview.

I'll tell you about one that I thought was my best but didn't get me the job: how about that? A few years back I interviewed with a principal at an early college. It was a fantastic position and I was really "on" for the whole interview. I was witty, the principal was a kindred soul and "got" me, we had laughs and got along famously. I felt super when I left the place.

And time passed.

And I heard nothing.

And I sent a thank you note.

And I heard nothing.

Then I got an email telling me the position had been filled. Crash. Burn. Repeat ad nauseum. Rejection's rough when you've got clinical depression.

4. Tell us about your stupidest date.

Actually, I've not had that many, No, seriously. Could be the time I went to a guy's house to see him because he was grounded (ha ha ha ha HAAAAAA!). Could be when Tripp took me out to run around on Highland Country Club's golf course in the dark. My night vision is seriously bad and I was tripping and stumbling what time I was not cautiously tip-toeing around.

5. How much in common do you think you should have with a romantic partner?

Well, I almost think having TOO much is detrimental. Tripp and I are very different, but we sort of have the same sense of humor. As far as interests go, he loves his HAM radio and his electronics, I love my books and writing. And never the twain shall meet, I suppose. But it's been working for the last 21 married years, and three single ones before that.

6. Tell us about a favorite meme that you loved but no longer posts.

Well...


but I also love



7. How did you get into blogging?

I used to belong to some USEnet groups and a mailing list or two, but when Livejournal came around I got hooked on it. It was a more personal format and I was able to control who my readership was, etc. I've been on the internet since 1994 and I've had some sort of journal presence since about 1999.

8. Do you share all your fantasies with a significant other?

Hell no! They wouldn't really be fantasies anymore! HA!

9. What change in your life would you like to happen this year?

Oh, God. Less stress. More peace. A better teacher. A better momma/wife/daughter. Better control over the two diseases that control me: diabetes and depression/anxiety.