Rant and Rave Wednesday

Let's begin today with a shout-out to Little Ms Blogger for initiating Rant and Rave Wednesday. She always has some good ones, be sure to check her out.

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Rant: I had everything all packed in my carry-on size suitcase until hubs suggested I bring my scrapbook stuff. It seemed like a good idea because for the better part of the week I'll be home-bound with that Outrageous Older Woman (my Mother). With all that crap good stuff in there I had to change to a bigger suitcase that wouldn't be considered carry-on.

Rant: It wouldn't have mattered anyway because all my hair goo and make-me-gorgeous crap is bigger than the allotted 3 oz so I would have had to check my bags anyway.

Rave: I'M GOING TO BLOG CAMP RENO SO NEENER NEENER NEEENER

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Rant: The family in front of me going thru security was taking forever. It was 2 elderly couples with their grown daughter telling them what to do, how to put stuff in the buckets, where to put their shoes, whether or not to take off belts, sunglasses, where to put change and on and on and on. It was really annoying.

Rave: Although people sometimes complain about the hassles of going thru security at the airport, I'd rather deal with that than have some crazy go thru with a 'B-word' in his bag. You know what the B-word is, right? I'm afraid to type it in case they are reading my blog and come and haul me outta here before I even get on the plane...

Rave: All the security people this morning were super nice. I always try to remember what a difficult job they have and that they sometimes have to deal with cranky people so I try to smile and be nice. Some days that is easier than others. Today it was pretty easy because:

Rave: I'M GOING TO BLOG CAMP RENO SO NEENER NEENER NEEENER

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Rant: Last night I went in to kiss #5 good night and stepped on broken glass! In her room! Grrrr. My foot bled all the way from her room down the hall and into my room, into the bathroom and over to the potty so I could get some toilet paper to blot it. I got the glass out, but I was fairly annoyed.

Rave: Hubby got out of bed and cleaned up my trail of blood - and didn't even vomit!

Rave: We have hardwood floors so clean up was pretty easy

Rave: I'M GOING TO BLOG CAMP RENO SO NEENER NEENER NEEENER

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Rant: Last night I made apple chicken chili for dinner. It was scrumptious. But, I asked the girls (#s 4, 5, and 6) to please clean up the dinner dishes so I could finish packing. They got everything off the table and possibly even wiped it down, but when I came back downstairs there were dishes in the sink and the couple things that needed to be hand-washed weren't done.

Rave: I just left it. I figured "what the hell" I'm not gonna be home to have to look at it. Hubs will be mad and set them straight this evening.

Rave: I'M GOING TO BLOG CAMP RENO SO NEENER NEENER NEEENER

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Rant: Yesterday afternoon #5 calls me in a tizzy because her 'check tire pressure' light was on and she was afraid she had a flat tire. I asked her if her tires were flat. She said she didn't know if they were flat. Finally I convinced her to go to the dealership's service dept and have them check it. She called twice because she didn't know where to go, whether or not to park, to go to service or sales... yada yada yada.

Rant: I don't have time to finish this

Rave: I'M GOING TO BLOG CAMP RENO SO NEENER NEENER NEEENER!!!

Gettin Antsy

Today I started packing for Blog Camp Reno. I know, I know, you think I'm getting ahead of myself, but that's not really the case. Although BC Reno doesn't start until Friday, I am actually going out Wednesday. Actually I'm not a true Blog Camper, but more of a pseudo-camper since I'll be staying at my moms house all week. I'm kinda bummed about that, but my mom, who doesn't consider herself elderly (she prefers Outrageous Older Woman), needs my help. I could wax philosophical about being in that stage of life where I'm not only caring for my children, but also caring for my parent. However, that's not what THIS post is about. This is about being totally excited about finally getting to go to my very first Blog Camp!

So, because I know how much most of us love lists, here is what I have so far:

• Blog Camp t-shirts -- yes I got 2, one lilac and one green
• Big girl camera (although it's a Canon, not a Nikon)
• Big girl lens for my camera
• Sony P&S just in case
  
• Tiaras -- yes, plural
• Big ass Starbucks mug for my morning fix
• Bottle of wine for my evening fix
  
• Extra wine glass just in case
• iPhone and iPod
  
• Giftie for hostess
• Three bottles of prescription strength Axe Repellent
• Very cool, very pink Sperrys -- not Chucks, I couldn't find a pair that grabbed me. The Sperrys practically jumped into my hands. I love them!
  

However, there are several things that I'm afraid I won't get to before I leave:

• Lose excess wine weight
• Lose the gray hair (I mean if I had any...)
• Manicure and pedicure
• Lose excess wine weight
  
• Buy a Nikon
• Get my Moo cards delivered in time to gift (free shipping was 5 days, I leave in 2)
• Lose excess wine weight

Hopefully I can get some of that stuff done. I don't see it happening...

Things I Learned This Morning

• When you have to wake up early on a Saturday morning, you will not sleep well the night before. 
• I stayed up later than usual to catch up on my Bleeps blogs
• Was woken up 3 different times as 3 different teenagers came home (they are different ages, therefore they have different curfews)
• One teenager sleeps with her phone. Normally this does not cause an issue for me, but last night she rolled over and slept-called me. At 2AM. I was NOT happy.
• At 4AM, fat Jenny decided to freak out about something. I still don't know what. I still don't care.
• A 6:45 alarm sounds like the devil coming to get you on a Saturday morning
• Technically I could have slept a little later, but before heading out to the build site, I had to go out of my way to make a certain stop. It was non-negotiable:

•  A smiling face is always nice to see first thing in the morning:
  

•  You never know who will prove to be a construction dynamo. Seriously, she could frame a wall lickety-split!

•  There's always time for a little fun:

 

• When framing a wall in the basement, you have to use galvanized nails on the bottom. In case you have never had the pleasure don't know,  trying to drive galvanized nails into treated wood is like trying to hammer jello to a wall. They are coated with zinc so they won't rust, and this makes them very soft. It sucks takes some patience. For every 1 nail I got in without bending it, I had to pull out 3 or 4 ruined ones. I had them all in a pile to photograph, but a very kind person (obviously not a blogger or photographer) cleaned them up before I could snap my photo. Here are some I found lying around. The lighter ones on the bottom are the devil galvanized ones.  As you can see, sometimes the regular nails had to be pulled out also.
  

•  It's fun to see a little bit of American pride in unexpected places:

 

• If you try to hammer your finger into the wood, you will get a blood blister. I'm surprised I got off so easy...

• A Habitat for Humanity build day is a fun way to socialize, give back to your community, avoid going to the gym, sweat a whole lot, tire-out yourself (and your snoring husband next to you), get points for working hard so you don't have to make dinner, and feel good about helping out a deserving family. Check out the H4H in your area. It's worth it!
  

You know what is sad?

I'll tell you what is sad. So will Otin. Otin is sad about a lot of stuff... Go check him out...

• It's thursday night. I should be working on Pharmacy Friday but I'm not because I have to worry about getting sued by some crazy person. 
• It really makes me sad when I ask for NO Pickle and I still get a stinkin pickle screwing up my lunch. Gack! It totally pisses me off!

• It makes me sad when a doctor calls me at work, asks for my advice on a medication, then gets mad at me for not telling him what he wants to hear. I DID NOT MAKE THE DRUG. I AM TELLING YOU WHAT THE MANUFACTURER SAYS. DEAL WITH IT. IT IS NOT MY FAULT!
• Copays. Copays make me sad. But FYI, your pharmacy does not dictate your copay. That comes directly from your insurance company. If you don't like it, call them. It's NOT MY FAULT. 
• Have you ever noticed that when you are on time all the lights are green? It's only when you're late that you hit EVERY RED LIGHT IN TOWN. That makes me so darn sad...
• It's sad that I can't answer 'someones' question (I'm not allowed to use first names anymore -- dang lawyers) about tracking of medications. But yes, some states track the usage of control drugs (hence the 'control' part). If you're in my state I can look online and see which control drugs you have gotten and see if you paid cash or used insurance. Unfortunately it's not every state. That makes me sad.
• It also makes me sad that people get addicted to drugs.
• Some people think Sterling (The Penguin) is scary. That makes me sad. He's totally cool (haha no pun intended) and he brings me wine.

• It makes me NOT sad that Otin  asked me to post a You Know What is Sad post with him. He's the Bestest! 
  
• I didn't take my dogs for a walk today. That makes them sad. 

• I get sad when I have to clean up dog poop because I didn't walk them. Grrr. 
• It makes me really sad to see that rigor mortis has set in.
  

•  It makes me sad when I think I could lose 30 pounds if I gave up wine. I like wine. It makes me happy. It makes me sane. But I hate when the bottle is empty. An empty wine bottle makes me really sad.
•  I'm sad my post is over now...
• What makes you sad?
  

I Suck But You Don't!

This whole post goes out to my friend GOOSE at What's Good for the Goose. Not only is she my bloggy friend, she's also my Real Life Friend! And she puts up with all of that crap in the pharmacy!

Now you might ask yourself "Why Goosey?" And I'll tell ya. I suck. Suck suck suck. She is a new blogger and I should have tagged her for a Love Ya award. But I didn't. Because I suck. She doesn't suck though. She's awesome so go check her out.

So this award is called the I Suck But You Don't! award and it is all for you!


Here are the rules:
Give this award to someone you like that doesn't suck!
Let that person know you gave it to them!

Umm, that's it. Enjoy!
*** I've been getting lots of comments on the picture. It's not mine. Click on it and it'll give you the source :) ***

The Good, The Bad, and the Sucky Part

The Good:
Actually I should have called it The Awesome cuz that's what it is! While I was in New England, Little Ms Blogger bestowed upon me the Love Ya Award. I'm so honored and excited and all gushy inside!

Here are the rules:

"This award is bestowed on to blogs that are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award."

1. Barb at Sassy & Ginger Chronicles
2. Marion at Create Joy and Wonder
3. Amanda at Four Molnars
4. Willow at Willow Manor
5. Lordana at Escape into my Thoughts
6. Marinik at Marinik's blog
7. Ali at Little Pink Clock
8. Lisa Michelle at Random Thoughts of a 30-something

Ok. That was kinda hard choosing just 8. There are so many good blogs out there and I find more every day. But check these ladies out, they are awesome. Oh and go ahead and check out Otin if you haven't, he loves being tagged for crap.

Ok, now The Bad but it's really just The Sad
I can't do Pharmacy Friday anymore. Well, I can't answer questions anyway. Apparently I can get sued. Husband has been worried about it for a while so I checked with a lawyer friend of mine and unfortunately she agrees with him. If you want you can give me topics for me to write about, but I can't answer any personal questions. I'm really sad about it because I love Pharmacy Fridays, but I have lots of girls to put through college and pay for weddings etc.

The Sucky 
I hope I don't lose too many followers over the Pharmacy Friday thing. It sucks that as a society we are all sue-happy (and not Sue- Happy -- you know cuz my real name is Sue -- you know that right?). Oh well. Now I have to put my life back in order since it's my first full day back from vacation. It's amazing how much dogs will shed in a week...

Another Deep Thought... Or Two

How come I keep gaining and losing one follower at a time? What am I doing wrong? Why do they keep leaving? Darn it all...

Okay, that wasn't really my deep thought for the day. Actually my deep thought is about this:

GETTING TO KENNEBUNKPORT from BOSTON via COOPERSTOWN for the Baseball Hall of Fame:

• Time spent bonding with hubs: 13+ hours
• Miles driven in rent-a-car: 575
• Fulfilling a big boys dream: priceless I guess it was worth it
  

 

Here's another Deep Thought or Two about Cooperstown: 

• Ummm, adolescent boys stink
• Put a couple hundred of said adolescent boys in one building, the building will stink as well
• Don't forget that most of these boys are wearing their athletic gear (clean? maybe, but I'm guessing not)
  
• Add their dads, sisters, mothers, grandparents and a Very Hot Day
• What do you get? An inexplicably fragrant venue. Really.

Tomorrow I'll have my Deep Thoughts about Maine. They don't start out well, but it gets better...