outtamyhead
sometimes it all comes outtamyhead, and sometimes i'm just outtamyhead. period.

i guess i started this journal thingy out of boredom at a job i used to have. i stay here because i've come to know and love some of the people i've "met". you know who you are!!!
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live simply so that others may simply live

a weekend of excess...

the slumber party was a hit. too much pizza, too much chocolate (is there such a thing???), too much starbucks, too much laughing and talking and giggling, too much activity for 12 year old girls.

and too little sleep.

my katherine just woke up from a 4 hour nap, which i think she should take more often on beautiful sunday afternoons. it gave hubby and me a chance for, you know...too much adult play, you ask??? nevah!!! but we may TRY to remedy that later!!!

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since i'm only making $8 an hour working part time, and it's not near enough to pay the bills, let alone have money left over for anything else, i've decided to start cleaning houses.

i did it for a year or so when katherine was little, just to get out of the house and have a little spending money of my own. i hated asking her dad for money, and i hate asking my hubby for money now, altho i know if he's got it he's generous to a fault.

i can make $80-$100 bucks a house, and it might take 3-4 hours, depending on the house. i cleaned a huge house in the most upscale part of town before, as well as a house on a horse farm out in the next county and it was no problem - 2 mornings a week, 8 hours and made $160.

i work 24 hours a week now, and bring home $150. i can work the same 24 and bring home $500-$600. and i say when and where i work. it's a no brainer.

i thought about doing it last year when i wanted to quit the construction company, but physically i didn't feel up to it. now i do, and i'm going to put an ad in the paper next weekend.

i love the job at the floral shop, and i'll keep it for a while, but i can make 3 times the money in less time than i'm working now. i can pop on the ipod and go to it. i clean best while listening to loud music. it gets me movin.

does this make me an entrepreneur, or a little better dressed version of carol burnette???

hee hee

also, during the summer, my daughter can go with me and i'll pay her a bit, especially since she's so high maintenance and has such expensive taste, she needs to earn some money of her own. and i won't have to worry about what to do with her during my working hours.

see, i have a good idea every now and then.

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tomorrow is the dental appointment and i can't wait. they tell me that it's really pretty painless, and that i'll feel so much better afterward. course he may have to give me antibiotics for a while before he can do the root canal, if that's what's needed, but that he'll also give me some pain meds.

the damn thing hurts all the time. it hurts to eat, hurts if the food is cold, hot, too hard, no matter. it hurts. and it makes my neck and head and the whole side of my face hurt. i wake up in the middle of the night it hurts so bad.

daddy has given me some vicodin, and it helps, but after 3 or 4 hours i'm aching again. i had to go and get more from him this morning. i had no idea tooth pain could get so bad. plus, i hate taking all daddy's good drugs. he saves them all, hardly ever takes anything, but the drs keep giving him scripts and he gets them filled. he says if his social security runs out, he'll become a drug dealer.

*heh*

i will not let a cavity go this long again.

yes, dr. barnes, i've learned my lesson.

dammit.

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is it possible that mosquitos are out again already???

it feels like something(s) are biting me, and no, it ain't my hubby - not yet, anyway.

but there's always hope.

yeah honey, right around the ankles.

yeah, right there!!!

*gigglesnort*

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i've been following a story in the next town over about a 10 year old girl whose dad and stepmom killed her. she'd been abused for her whole life by them. they removed her from her school in december to home school her, and since this bass-ackwards state has no home schooling standards, no one checked on her except once when child services were called in. the social worker said she looked a bit thin, but everything else seemed ok.

the social worker believed the parents when they told her the little girl lied to get attention. and both parents had had domestic violence charges against them some years ago.

*sigh*

i really have mixed emotions about capital punishment, but i think i could throw the switch on the bastards and sleep like a baby.

i'll spare ya the details, but suffice it to say that she died an appalling death, and not a quick one either by the sound of it.

WTF is wrong with people??? she was such a sweet and sad looking child. the teachers and students at her former school raised money for her funeral and burial. the teachers said she was sweet, and starved for positive attention, always hugging them and trying to hard to please everyone.

this one has just really bothered me. they all do, the stories like this, but normally it's a younger child. it doesn't make it any better, but somehow, when it's a child this old, it seems worse to me cuz it seems she would have realized more about what was happening to her, and that seems to make it worse. i dunno.

dad and i talked about it, and we think the authorities should turn the parents over to the public. i know, it sounds barbaric, but so was the way she lived and died.

ok, i'm done with that one. i won't get political cuz that's just too much to get into.

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warm thoughts and good wishes going out to all my js friends. i hope you're all well and happy tonight and always.

xoxo


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