A FREAKIN' PHARMACIST!!!!! Folks, I have been MIA due to a bad case of the flu. It started last Thursday, and it's still going on. I had a cough that literally has kept me up for the past 5 days. The cough was so bad that folks would stop and ask me if I was okay. My cough syrup cost me SIXTY DOLLARS. Theraflu Nightime cough syrup wasn't cutting it. I have BCBS of AZ insurance, and of course, the syrup didn't come generic. The pharmacist refers to it as "Solid Gold;" hell, it should be "Solid GREEN."
LAWD.
I have been extremely hoarse and have had laryngitis-type symptoms. My students knew not to mess me with, because I had threatened to put them OUT for the day. It was so cold in my classroom that I called my principal's administrative assistant and said, "Heat, please."
I did manage to make some cookies with T. on Sunday. We made some cut outs; pumpkin bread, and I made some magic cookie bars. If you haven't made MCBs, you MUST. It takes you 10 minutes to throw everything together:
2 cups of graham cracker crumbs
1/2 cup of melted butter
1 14 oz can of condensed milk
2 cups of chocolate chips
1.5 cups of shaved coconut (grated will work, but I dig the shaved, and Krogers/Fry's sells it)
1.5 cups of chopped walnuts
Preheat oven @ 350 degrees. Spray some PAM in an 8x8 pan
Pour graham crackers into a bowl. Pour melted butter into bowl and stir.
Press buttery crumb mixture into the bottom and sides of pan
Pour can of condensed milk onto crust
Pour chips, then coconut, then nuts into milk. Make sure everything is even
Bake for 30 minutes or so.
DELISH and TRES SIMPLE!!!!!
I will post some pics tomorrow. I've been on a makin' Christmas projects kick. I just LOVE the paper. Scenic Route, Making Memories, and Cosmo Cricket have really outdone themselves.
Angie D., THANK YOU for the lovely Christmas card. It's the first card that I have received this season. I SO want Miss Chloe. Folks, visit Angie's blog - www.angieinpink.blogspot.com She always has something uplifting to say. My colleague calls me in the evening sayin', "Girl, are you reading that angieinpink over there? You're so quiet." We were out on Saturday evening, and I had him stop at the mailbox. He said, "Oh, is that angieinpink and her family?"
I managed to get my Christmas cards out. My girl, Alisen, as well as MPix did a heck of a job. Mr. A. has already framed my Christmas card (5x7), Kira, you have got to email me your address!!!
Miz Sara, your pics are in! I'm a ready for my cake when you have a moment to breathe. ;)
Time to catch up on my SLEEP!!!
Monday, December 15, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
On the 11th day of Christmas. . .
I am PMSing. . .
BAH HUMBUG.
S*** that has gotten on my nerves today:
* Laziness
* Kids who cannot get along with each other
* The fact that I have scrapbooking stuff waiting for me @ my leasing office and they are CLOSED due to a Christmas party? Note to self - get a box @ UPS down the street by Sat. I am SIK of this. I rush home and get things. The office closes @ 5:30pm. My cell phone says 5:28pm, and they are halfway to their car. Damn, I wanted to play tonight.
* This cold. It's good thing that Asterick #3 occurred, because I truly need to go to bed.
* Dryers that go on the fritz, which leads to laundry piling up. It's now fixed, and my washer is will be doing OT tonight.
Whew!
On to some positives:
* I had the PLEASURE of taking pics of Sara and her sweet family on Sunday @ The Pointe at South Mountain. Baby Sawyer is just so sweet. Here are a couple of my favorites
* Getting to work with crazy-ass colleagues like Mr. A:
This man is going to make me LOSE my G-I-G at the G-I-G!!! He is hilarious and always keeps me on my toes. I love this picture of him. I said, "Why don't you let me make some Christmas cards of this photo?" His response," Who the hell am I going to send them to? You?"
* Beringer White Zinfandel. I *so* need a glass.
* Kids who keep me ROLLIN'. Yesterday, I was informed that I resemble Bay Bay Bay from Real Chance Love (on Vh1). :Not:
* I am alive
I leave you with a laugh. If you haven't seen this clip, get ret to piss your clothes:
http://www.blackbottom.com/watch.php?v=QSonBANahFN
PEACE!
BAH HUMBUG.
S*** that has gotten on my nerves today:
* Laziness
* Kids who cannot get along with each other
* The fact that I have scrapbooking stuff waiting for me @ my leasing office and they are CLOSED due to a Christmas party? Note to self - get a box @ UPS down the street by Sat. I am SIK of this. I rush home and get things. The office closes @ 5:30pm. My cell phone says 5:28pm, and they are halfway to their car. Damn, I wanted to play tonight.
* This cold. It's good thing that Asterick #3 occurred, because I truly need to go to bed.
* Dryers that go on the fritz, which leads to laundry piling up. It's now fixed, and my washer is will be doing OT tonight.
Whew!
On to some positives:
* I had the PLEASURE of taking pics of Sara and her sweet family on Sunday @ The Pointe at South Mountain. Baby Sawyer is just so sweet. Here are a couple of my favorites
* Getting to work with crazy-ass colleagues like Mr. A:
This man is going to make me LOSE my G-I-G at the G-I-G!!! He is hilarious and always keeps me on my toes. I love this picture of him. I said, "Why don't you let me make some Christmas cards of this photo?" His response," Who the hell am I going to send them to? You?"* Beringer White Zinfandel. I *so* need a glass.
* Kids who keep me ROLLIN'. Yesterday, I was informed that I resemble Bay Bay Bay from Real Chance Love (on Vh1). :Not:
* I am alive
I leave you with a laugh. If you haven't seen this clip, get ret to piss your clothes:
http://www.blackbottom.com/watch.php?v=QSonBANahFN
PEACE!
Saturday, December 6, 2008
MISS M - PLEASE READ
I sent you an email from my yahoo acct. this AM RE: tomorrow. I am SO looking forward to it.
Call me. I included the digits in my email - mademoisellechitchat@yahoo.com
Call me. I included the digits in my email - mademoisellechitchat@yahoo.com
FOR KIRA AND MARK
Two years ago, my sweet friends, Kira and Mark C. urged me to leave this one fool alone. Mark said, "Tell C. to keep driving (figuratively speaking, because you know that I cain't SEE) and don't look back."
Did I take their advice? NO.
Am I taking their advice now? YES.
I met a man two years ago via eharmony. Y'all know that I am ghetto, and I wasn't paying for love. They had a free communication weekend, and I included my email address (which led to eharmony initially restricting my acct. for communicating outside of the eharmony forum). He has treated me like a poop on and off for the past 2 years. Last week, he volunteered to take me to my retinal specialist appt. I hate that appt. moreso than my annual gynecologist exam (which I had last week and hurt like HELL). I had retinal surgery 19 years ago. I have one small hole on my left retina, and I never want it to get bigger. Period.
He VOLUNTEERED to take me. I IMed him on Wednesday to remind him (which he now claims that he didn't receive the message when it showed that he logged off, and those messages will pop on even if you are not logged on - yahoo messenger). I took the bus to Mesa, and after my appt., I couldn't see ANYTHING but large items; I had my pupils dilated. I called him, and got no answer. I left him a message informing him to consider me non-existent. I couldn't see JACK, but I managed to text him an irate message on my Blackberry.
I had to call my Somalian cab driver who hightailed it over to Mesa to pick me up (Yes, I have his # in my cell phone address book). I had no problems taking the bus there; it was seeing to leave. I couldn't even read a cross walk, and I had on shades and those fake shades that the doctor's office gives you.
My phone died while out, and I didn't get clown's message until yesterday evening:
* He went off on me about not reminding him.
* He said that I needed to effing learn how to drive and that his nearly blind friend still drives (SCARY)
* I have all of these degrees, but cannot manage to find one decent paying job
* I will live in my apt. for the next 20 years, and I should go ahead and buy it.
I got LOW back, and I asked God for forgiveness
I said:
* My handicap is not funny
* I have seen my parents cry over my vision
* My bad nerves also contribute to me not driving, and you should be GLAD that is one less reckless driver on the road
* You talk about me not seeing? How would you feel if someone called your sister a barren bitch?
* I may not make as much $$$ as you, but I am employed.
* You feel threatened by my title, even though it doesn't come with your salary. Otherwise, you wouldn't have kept repeating my name/title in the message.
* I didn't realize your insecurity over it considering that you are about $100K plus in salary.
* You talk about how I handle real situations - my grandmother nearly died and my mom nearly lost it; my kids come to home starved from the weekends becuz they have NO food at home and depend on our free breakfast/lunch program
* I've got kids telling me that their relatives choked them with extension cords STILL plugged into the walls and how they are in CPS and the relatives are now locked up. These are REAL situations. I could care less that you didn't pick me up. You talked about something that I cannot help - my vision, and that's LOW. I told him that if he was going to talk about me, take his ass to Weight Watchers, especially since he makes SO much $$$, and lose his GUT. Y'all know that I used to be fat; therefore, I can still talk about big folks, becuz I still have my big folks membership card.
* I stated that I had a premonition earlier this week that he was going to lose his almighty engineering job. I told him to get ready to see how it feels to have NO job. I stated that I wouldn't have had so much difficulty finding a JOB if folks didn't feel so threatened @ the jobs that they didn't want me GONE becuz I had more education than them.
* I can afford a home; I just won't buy a house that is not worth the asking price. I have a new realtor, and on Thursday, I went looking yet again. The realtor came and picked me up and din't say a damn thing about having to do so after I stated that I don't drive. I stated that he lived in a glorified trailer that has NO furniture and needs some serious work to it. He has a home, but he has done nothing to it.
I woke up this morning, and I texted him something mean. I know that it wasn't right, but I am just livid and hurt. He stated that I should call him instead. I told his punk-ass that I don't call folks who have TOLD me that they like to community moreso online or texting. I also stated that he wasn't man enough to tell me anything that he put in those messages to my FACE.
He said that I need to grow up, especially since I teach kids. I went to TOWN on him about what I deal with on a daily basis with my kids and their non-existent finances and lack of food and how I have to handle these situations. I told him that his ass COULD be like these kids, and at the rate that he's going, he'll be eating ramen noodles on a daily basis, or beans, rice, and fideo EVERY day for dinner. I stated that this economy is FUBARED and NO ONE should laugh at ANYONE for right now about work, their salary, etc. . .
Kira and Mark, I have learned my lesson, and I am DONE. I apologize for being so hardheaded.
Love ya!
Did I take their advice? NO.
Am I taking their advice now? YES.
I met a man two years ago via eharmony. Y'all know that I am ghetto, and I wasn't paying for love. They had a free communication weekend, and I included my email address (which led to eharmony initially restricting my acct. for communicating outside of the eharmony forum). He has treated me like a poop on and off for the past 2 years. Last week, he volunteered to take me to my retinal specialist appt. I hate that appt. moreso than my annual gynecologist exam (which I had last week and hurt like HELL). I had retinal surgery 19 years ago. I have one small hole on my left retina, and I never want it to get bigger. Period.
He VOLUNTEERED to take me. I IMed him on Wednesday to remind him (which he now claims that he didn't receive the message when it showed that he logged off, and those messages will pop on even if you are not logged on - yahoo messenger). I took the bus to Mesa, and after my appt., I couldn't see ANYTHING but large items; I had my pupils dilated. I called him, and got no answer. I left him a message informing him to consider me non-existent. I couldn't see JACK, but I managed to text him an irate message on my Blackberry.
I had to call my Somalian cab driver who hightailed it over to Mesa to pick me up (Yes, I have his # in my cell phone address book). I had no problems taking the bus there; it was seeing to leave. I couldn't even read a cross walk, and I had on shades and those fake shades that the doctor's office gives you.
My phone died while out, and I didn't get clown's message until yesterday evening:
* He went off on me about not reminding him.
* He said that I needed to effing learn how to drive and that his nearly blind friend still drives (SCARY)
* I have all of these degrees, but cannot manage to find one decent paying job
* I will live in my apt. for the next 20 years, and I should go ahead and buy it.
I got LOW back, and I asked God for forgiveness
I said:
* My handicap is not funny
* I have seen my parents cry over my vision
* My bad nerves also contribute to me not driving, and you should be GLAD that is one less reckless driver on the road
* You talk about me not seeing? How would you feel if someone called your sister a barren bitch?
* I may not make as much $$$ as you, but I am employed.
* You feel threatened by my title, even though it doesn't come with your salary. Otherwise, you wouldn't have kept repeating my name/title in the message.
* I didn't realize your insecurity over it considering that you are about $100K plus in salary.
* You talk about how I handle real situations - my grandmother nearly died and my mom nearly lost it; my kids come to home starved from the weekends becuz they have NO food at home and depend on our free breakfast/lunch program
* I've got kids telling me that their relatives choked them with extension cords STILL plugged into the walls and how they are in CPS and the relatives are now locked up. These are REAL situations. I could care less that you didn't pick me up. You talked about something that I cannot help - my vision, and that's LOW. I told him that if he was going to talk about me, take his ass to Weight Watchers, especially since he makes SO much $$$, and lose his GUT. Y'all know that I used to be fat; therefore, I can still talk about big folks, becuz I still have my big folks membership card.
* I stated that I had a premonition earlier this week that he was going to lose his almighty engineering job. I told him to get ready to see how it feels to have NO job. I stated that I wouldn't have had so much difficulty finding a JOB if folks didn't feel so threatened @ the jobs that they didn't want me GONE becuz I had more education than them.
* I can afford a home; I just won't buy a house that is not worth the asking price. I have a new realtor, and on Thursday, I went looking yet again. The realtor came and picked me up and din't say a damn thing about having to do so after I stated that I don't drive. I stated that he lived in a glorified trailer that has NO furniture and needs some serious work to it. He has a home, but he has done nothing to it.
I woke up this morning, and I texted him something mean. I know that it wasn't right, but I am just livid and hurt. He stated that I should call him instead. I told his punk-ass that I don't call folks who have TOLD me that they like to community moreso online or texting. I also stated that he wasn't man enough to tell me anything that he put in those messages to my FACE.
He said that I need to grow up, especially since I teach kids. I went to TOWN on him about what I deal with on a daily basis with my kids and their non-existent finances and lack of food and how I have to handle these situations. I told him that his ass COULD be like these kids, and at the rate that he's going, he'll be eating ramen noodles on a daily basis, or beans, rice, and fideo EVERY day for dinner. I stated that this economy is FUBARED and NO ONE should laugh at ANYONE for right now about work, their salary, etc. . .
Kira and Mark, I have learned my lesson, and I am DONE. I apologize for being so hardheaded.
Love ya!
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
On the third day of Christmas . . .
I paid my RENT. Damn, I wish that I still had the CASH.
Then again, I thank the Lord that I have a place to LIVE.
GOOD EVENING.
Random thoughts;
* I have about 4 more papers to grade before my 6:05pm class.
* I cannot wait to take a shower or bath tonight.
* Wacoal bras are the BEST!!!
* It saddens me to give people a reality check, but sometimes, it has to be done. I thank for folks for encouraging me to pursue my dreams, but also giving my ass a financial reality check along the way.
* I feel like a character from "The Young and the Restless." There is no rest for this youngin'.
* I feel the urge to SCRAPBOOK, but I have NO DANG TIME!!!!!
* God is always good. Folks, embrace HIM.
* I am heterosexual, but I do have compassion for gays and lesbians. It amazes me how folks persecute this group. I am reading an essay. That's why I am bringing this issue up. Seriously, if God forgives OJ, then you KNOW that he forgives men for lovin' men and women for lovin' womenfolk.
* My girl, Christina, gave met his award. :Heart:
:Love:
Then again, I thank the Lord that I have a place to LIVE.
GOOD EVENING.
Random thoughts;
* I have about 4 more papers to grade before my 6:05pm class.
* I cannot wait to take a shower or bath tonight.
* Wacoal bras are the BEST!!!
* It saddens me to give people a reality check, but sometimes, it has to be done. I thank for folks for encouraging me to pursue my dreams, but also giving my ass a financial reality check along the way.
* I feel like a character from "The Young and the Restless." There is no rest for this youngin'.
* I feel the urge to SCRAPBOOK, but I have NO DANG TIME!!!!!
* God is always good. Folks, embrace HIM.
* I am heterosexual, but I do have compassion for gays and lesbians. It amazes me how folks persecute this group. I am reading an essay. That's why I am bringing this issue up. Seriously, if God forgives OJ, then you KNOW that he forgives men for lovin' men and women for lovin' womenfolk.
* My girl, Christina, gave met his award. :Heart:
:Love:
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
On the second day of Christmas. . .
you need to purchase some DEPENDS. I have published 3 posts in a 48 hour period.
Today:
* I will be evaluated by my student teaching supervisor, My 12th grade Honor students will be discussing John Singleton's "Higher Learning." Their reaction, "Miss, why doesn't Tyra Banks wear her REAL HAIR and leave those weaves alone? Her natural hair is a nice length."
HMMM. . . .
* I am dead TIRED as I finish typing my lesson plan/Power Point presentation (PPT)
* Waking up at 4:30am to work AIN'T cool
* I have to make an effort to dress up today, and I AIN'T feelin' it.
* Will respond to Miz Christina giving me an award.
Now get your BOOTY all the way up and be PROACTIVE today!
:Word:
Today:
* I will be evaluated by my student teaching supervisor, My 12th grade Honor students will be discussing John Singleton's "Higher Learning." Their reaction, "Miss, why doesn't Tyra Banks wear her REAL HAIR and leave those weaves alone? Her natural hair is a nice length."
HMMM. . . .
* I am dead TIRED as I finish typing my lesson plan/Power Point presentation (PPT)
* Waking up at 4:30am to work AIN'T cool
* I have to make an effort to dress up today, and I AIN'T feelin' it.
* Will respond to Miz Christina giving me an award.
Now get your BOOTY all the way up and be PROACTIVE today!
:Word:
Monday, December 1, 2008
On the First Day of Christmas. . ..
PEE your pants, okay. YES, I am posting twice within a 24 hour period.
Deliver me.
My Monday:
* I am tired
* I am ready for Christmas vacation
* I purchased Revolutionary Road. Hopefully, I didn't waste my $$$.
* Being an educator is a great THANG, especially if it can get you a discount at high-ass Barnes and Noble and Borders
* I added clips of my dad's commercials.
Hmm. . , I never told you about these commercials, did I? WELL, Mom informed me that these commercials are now on YouTube. MIND YOU, when these commercials first aired, we didn't even have CABLE TELEVISION. Daddy would bring home the TAPES so that we could SEE the commercials. We cannot go ANYWHERE without folks recognizing my dad. In college, this one kid was on the campus BUS, hid behind the school paper, and said, "Come on DOWN to Albert's."
I beat him for that one.
Click on over to the right and let me know what y'all THANK.
Hey, we've got 24 more days before Christmas. Deliver me from the "all I want for Christmas is health and prosperity." What do you REALLY want? ;)
HO! HO! HO!
Deliver me.
My Monday:
* I am tired
* I am ready for Christmas vacation
* I purchased Revolutionary Road. Hopefully, I didn't waste my $$$.
* Being an educator is a great THANG, especially if it can get you a discount at high-ass Barnes and Noble and Borders
* I added clips of my dad's commercials.
Hmm. . , I never told you about these commercials, did I? WELL, Mom informed me that these commercials are now on YouTube. MIND YOU, when these commercials first aired, we didn't even have CABLE TELEVISION. Daddy would bring home the TAPES so that we could SEE the commercials. We cannot go ANYWHERE without folks recognizing my dad. In college, this one kid was on the campus BUS, hid behind the school paper, and said, "Come on DOWN to Albert's."
I beat him for that one.
Click on over to the right and let me know what y'all THANK.
Hey, we've got 24 more days before Christmas. Deliver me from the "all I want for Christmas is health and prosperity." What do you REALLY want? ;)
HO! HO! HO!
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