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…so says my hubby.

There’s nothing quite like coming home after a hard day’s work to find cat vomit on the bed. Even though we have the four, it’s pretty easy to figure out who exactly the culprit is. Willow.

If Willow were a person, she would be Rosie Perez. She’s got that whole ghetto superstar thing down. She’s a little psychotic, a bit neurotic, and a whole lot of bitchy.

She doesn’t like her long fur. She would rather be naked, and when we get her shaved down in a lion cut, she prances around like she just knows she’s the shit. We haven’t taken her to the groomer’s in awhile, so she’s taken the task on herself of eliminating her fur by pulling it out in mouthfuls here and there as part of her daily cleaning routine. This explains the hairballs.

Willow spends probably 95% of her time on the bed. She only gets down to eat and to use the potty. She likes to sleep. When she’s not sleeping on the bed, she’s “monitoring the situation.”

Regardless, puke on the bed means more laundry for me, and I was almost caught up, darn it. So after throwing a couple blankets in the wash & towels in the dryer, Craig and I were off to Home Depot to find a solution for another issue. Stupid, inconsiderate neighbors.

Earlier in the year, our dear friends next door sold their home and moved away. The people they sold to, Kim and Mike, are the most inconsiderate, thoughtless people I have ever had the unfortunate opportunity to neighbor with. They are constantly, every day, using our driveway to pull in and out of their own tiny driveway, rather than move one of their own cars so they can get out or drive on their own lawn to back out. All without asking for permission. It’s driving Craig and I insane.

Twice this summer, we’ve come home to find a gigantic woodchipper and dump truck in our runway sized driveway because they’re chopping down trees in their backyard. They have never once asked us if this is ok. I’m sure it never even crossed their minds.

(Maybe I should send them a copy of “Fargo”…?)

It seems pretty cut and dried, doesn’t it? Just ask them to stop using our property? Well, here’s where it gets sticky.

Apparently, there’s several inches of our driveway on their land according to the survey map. It’s been this way forever, and we were told about this before we bought the house. However, with the previous neighbors it was not an issue. They were great friends of ours. They always asked if they needed to use the driveway. It never became a day to day habit.

We’ve looked into correcting this problem in the spring by removing the offending piece of driveway, but according to the town, we would need a lawyer and so would they, we’d need their permission, etc…and it’s apparently not as simple as we had thought it would be. Sounds pretty costly. I dunno. We’re going to look into that more closely.

In the meantime though, it’s inches. Not the whole friggin’ driveway, so stop using it like you own it, bitches.

We thought maybe we’d get those reflector thingees you poke into the ground and just line that side of the driveway with them, but we’d need stands or something because the land on the other side of the driveway belongs to them. I’ve thought maybe of getting some big landscaping rocks, big enough they can’t drive over them, and lining the driveway with those, but Craig is worried about ruining the blacktop with sink marks.

We’ve also talked about just going over there and talking to them about it, but we’re concerned it would backfire on us.

I’m really at my wit’s end with these people. Do you all have any ideas? Please leave a comment! The guy at Home Depot last night suggested a shot gun. *grinchuckle* I’m not sure we’re ready to go quite that far.



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attack.png I am really upset. Very angry. And typing this one handed to boot. My left wrist and forearm is completely swollen. And painful. Very Painful. My right elbow is also completely fucked up.

This is the worse flare I’ve ever had, and it just keeps moving around from one set of joints to the next.

I’m so sick of being sick. I hate it.

We watched a Smurfs episode last night that featured Grumpy Smurf. He walks around the Smurf village exclaiming everything he hates, and when the Smurfs were in trouble, and someone shouted out “oOh Noes!”….Grumpy replied that he “hates ‘oOh Noes!” Cute, huh?

I can identify with Grumpy Smurf right now. I know exactly how he feels. Poor little bitter Smurfling.

Now somewhere there’s a pretty pink darvocet with my name on it.

Smoochies nonetheless,

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childfree.png Craig and I had to run to Wegmans tonight to pick up some yams and so we decided to grab some Chinese food for dinner while we were there. Weggies has awesome take-away. Anyway, I digress…

It’s like quarter to six, and so the place is literally crawling with people. After work shoppers looking for a quick dinner & last minute holiday shopping probably making up most of the crowd. You get the picture; it’s busy. The Market Cafe is packed, and we get to the area where they have the chinese food just ahead of several other people. We grab our take out containers and browse the buffet. I’m really picky, and so after I grab some veggie lo main, I head straight to the sweet & sour chicken. It’s right next to the bacon wrapped crab thingees, which I lurve. I’ve got about five other people behind me. Now. Here’s the rub. The world has stopped as we are all wait on this one stupid woman and her two little kids.

Mom has given her two sons each their own huge take out container. One boy looks to be about 5 years old, I would guess the other is about a year younger. They can barely reach the counter, but she’s letting them each, on their own, pick out 1 piece of chicken from the sweet & sour chicken bin, THEN she’s letting them get their own sauce. That’s it. She’s not getting any food. They’re not getting anything else. Just these two little pieces of chicken with some sauce. And it’s taking literally forever, as it must be the RIGHT piece of chicken. Mom knows she’s holding up the works, but she shoots us all a look like she’s just so entitled to stop everyone in their tracks in order to pacify her little sproglets. And they are not coordinated. It’s a mess. It’s agonizing watching them struggle with the sauce ladle. And it’s taking FOREVER.

Here’s what pisses me off. Obviously it’s crazy busy. If Mom wants to treat her children to two measly pieces of chicken while she shops, so be it, but geez, couldn’t she be considerate of everyone else and just get it herself, rather than slow everyone else down who’s there to get food? I mean, was that really freaking necessary? I don’t think so. It was rude and inconsiderate, but I’m sure that stupid sow believes that because she’s a mom, she and her spawn are entitled to “special” treatment. Let’s all wait for her. *rolls eyes* Never mind that everyone behind her has their own agenda and personal schedule to attend to. She has the babiez!!

Stupid fucking bitch. I hate that crap.



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dinos.gif I’m totally having an RA flare in my right wrist, so this will be a really short post, not like I haven’t been phoning it in the last two weeks already, right?

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking since NaBlo started, and while I really haven’t been giving my all to this blog for several months, having to post something every day has just really made me realize it even more so. I’m really unhappy about that. I love my blog, but we’ve kinda drifted apart. *cutegrin*

Tonight, I came to the conclusion that some changes need to be made to Terminally Cute. I don’t have a solid plan in mind at the moment, but keep your eyes peeled & hang on to your popcorn…


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yeah2.jpg My company just laid me off. It has nothing to do with my perfomance, I do a stellar job, everyone loves me.

It didn’t save my job though, did it?


They are restructuring & downsizing, laying off at least 60 people today alone. Apparently they wanted to wait until after the elections as one of the now elected candidate’s platforms was that he saved all our jobs at this specific company. They will be closing my lobby altogether, as well as the switchboard, allowing the guards to answer the phone down at the gate.


I hope you all take it directly up the ass.

Damn the man,

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little_seasoning__eh___by_missy_sparrow.jpg Well, I just spent about an hour writing a really awesome post, only to have it disappear into the ether somewhere.

I’m cold & tired & annoyed & not in the mood to rewrite the freaking thing.

Deal. I’m taking a bubble bath.

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