The weather has finally gotten warm! It was in the mid 70's yesterday and is the same way again today. We got some yard work done yesterday and everything looks so great. The Forsythias are ready to bloom and the hyacinths are coming up.

There are lots of little misc. thoughts floating around that I want to write about but don't really relate to each other or are in any particular order.

Kelly's family got a new dog. Kelly's mom (Noreen) called and said some friends of hers found a Westie in their neighborhood. He was really clean, obviously well taken care of but had no collar. They were unable to find his owners and couldn't keep him themselves so Noreen called Kelly. They brought Murphy home last Saturday. Snofie and I went over to meet him last night after Skyline. He is so cute, I wanted to bring him home with us.

Ciera, our waitress at Skyline loaned Snofie her spiral curling iron. This morning I did Snofie's hair. It took me a while, about half her head, to figure out how to use the thing. None the less her hair turned out great and more importantly she liked it.

On Monday Snofie and I both went to the doctor. I got an antibiotic and an Albuteral inhaler. Oh my god, I will never use one of those again. Silly me should have realized it was a steroid with side effects but it didn't hit me until it was too late. I took it twice on Monday and was up literally the entire night. I actually could not close my eyes and looked at the clock every half hour until 7am when it was time to get up. To get my eyes to close I put a pillow on top of my head and then my arm over top of the pillow. So, Tuesday I went to work and was wide awake until about 2pm. I am totally thankful that I am feeling better and have banished the evil inhaler.

I have had a terrible cough for the past 3 weeks. The cough was really annoying but I felt fine. Then this weekend it finally caught up with me. But I am pretty proud of avoiding an infection up until now...and I bow down to Airborne... That stuff really works. I went to the doctor today and got 3 prescriptions: an antibiotic, a decongestant / expectorant and an inhaler because he said when I cough I am having bronchial spasms. Mom has used an inhaler all my life for her asthma but I have never used one. I was a little freaked out but it seemed to go ok. Seeing the inhaler lying there on the table makes me think of a really great movie: The Hand That Rocks the Cradle... the nanny terrorizes the family but it all works out in the end. And speaking of movies... there was a show on the History channel today about the real people who lived in the Ammityville Horror house. I hope it's on again because I only caught half of it. It was about lawsuits that have been brought against the Lutz's and whether there was really anything that happened in that house.

At Skyline last night Kelly and I talked about The Prom again with Ciera and we began reminiscing about our own prom. Oh my god, was that really 20 years ago. Gosh, I suddenly feel old. We decided that we would bring in our prom pictures next week. When we got home I dug mine out. I have 2 sets of pictures because I went to an all girls school and my boyfriend went to an all boys school equalling 2 proms. Mark Pawlowski was my boyfriend. I wonder whatever happened to him.

As I was digging through old papers and photographs I came across my journal entries from the summer of 1994. During the summer of 1994 I lives in a tiny little second floor apartment with my bunny rabbit, Murray and was manager of a small menswear store. It was a memorable summer because it was the summer I met my husband, PoPo Pop.

5/18/94

Guys I wouldn't mind dating:

1. Po Po Pop

2. Kevin with the freckle on his lip

3. Rick the blonde lawyer

(I don't remember Rick and Kevin turned out to be gay.)

6/21/94

I asked JK what he thought about my having a thing for PoPo Pop, whether he thought I was barking up the wrong tree or not... Anyway, he didn't say too much. I am going to invite PoPo Pop to go out with all of us on Thursday... if I get up enough nerve.

(I did ask him and he said he couldn't because he had to go to Weight Watchers!)

7/10/94

I have been in Philadelphia since Thursday. I am so glad I got the chance to come out here. My goals are:

1. To sell more... at least $3000 a week

2. To get to know PoPo Pop better.

I can't stop thinking about him... I wonder if he did maybe possibly like me if he wouldn't ask me out because I used to date JK? Because JK works with him and all... I really do hope he would ask me out.

7/21/94

I still do want to get to know PoPo Pop but when he asked me out it was really awkward. JK thinks it was just because he was nervous. He said I heard you like me... why... and, I'll go out with you if you want. Well, that just made me feel about 2 feet tall. When I see him tomorrow I am going to say something like: I want to get to know you better but I feel like you asked me out because JK told you I like you instead of because you want to... Do you want to take me out or do you feel like you have to?

7/22/94

PoPo Pop came by and said: Do you still want to go out and I said: If you want to but not if it's a problem and he said: I can't figure out why you like me and I said: You are nice and he said: If I'd known you were interested I would have asked you out before now.

7/29/04

I wen to dinner last night with PoPo Pop. He took me to Spaghetti Warehouse. It was so much fun. I really like him. Afterwards we watched "The Pelican Brief" at my apartment. I really like him. Tonight he brought his dog, Samantha over and we went for a walk. He is so cute and so nice.

(Yes, we named our daughter after a dog...)

I love walking down memory lane!

There is this house I like to drive by on my way to pick Snofie up from school. I don't quite know whether it is the house or the time spent driving by it that I enjoy so much. The house is in town, is brick and is old. It is at the end of a very short dead end street and with no leaves on the trees you can see it well from the road. I like to imagine that it is my house. As I drive through town I imagine how it looks inside and how if we lived there, we would walk into town for ice cream or for a parade.

Don't get me wrong, I love my house. I can't imagine at this point in my life living anywhere else. But, the ritual of driving through town everyday and seeing "my other house" is comforting. At about 2pm every afternoon I begin to look forward to my drive through town. Even on rainy days I cherish this time. For 50 minutes I am completely alone. No one talking to me, no one making noise around me and no one invading my personal space. I can listen to whatever I want on the radio and as loud as I want. I can sing, badly, along with Elvis Costello and no one will laugh at me. I can talk to myself and the conversation goes exactly how I want it to.

When I arrive at school the ritual continues. No longer do I talk to myself or sing along with the radio. Instead I turn off everything around me. No radio, no car motor running and no cell phone. I simply enjoy the peace and quite. Sometimes I read, sometimes I write or do a crossword puzzle and sometime I do absolutely nothing. And when Snofie comes running out of school and jumps in the car I am totally rejuvenated.

I wouldn't want any more than the 50 minutes I have. I wouldn't want any more than 5 days a week. Nor would I want to actually live in "my other house". Everything is perfect the way it is.

One of our neighbors distributed fliers about his recent break-in. He had left his car unlocked in his driveway giving the burglar access to the garage door opener and ultimately his house. The burglar took a computer, some money and credit cards from his wife's purse. I appreciate being made aware of this situation and found his safety tips a valuable reminder of things we can do to stay safe. What gets my goat though is a comment he made, "the police showed up minutes later, drove around, filled out a report and left. (We have not heard from them since, not even a follow-up phone call)."

Let me explain how this works, a person calls the police, police show up, police take a report, police leave. Now repeat this about 15 times in an 8 hour shift, 3 shifts a day, 7 days a week with an average of 3 to 5 officers on each shift. The police are reactive. They respond to your calls and if they catch the bad guy they arrest him along with all the other bad guys they catch in the act of committing a crime that has yet to be discovered by the victim. Frankly I do not want my tax dollars used on follow-up calls, "hello, Mrs. ____, today we looked for the bad guy who took your stuff but we didn't find him." The report number is given to the victim so that they can follow-up on their time and their dime.

In my more naive years I often found myself asking my husband, a law enforcement officer, what happened to a particular victim. "Honey, what happened to the guy you found the other day who had been passed out in his stifling hot house for 3 days?" Or, "How is the guy on the motorcycle who crashed into the tow truck?" His answer was always, "I don't know." I did not understand how he could go on without finding out what had become of these people, victims and criminals alike. It finally occurred to me that he didn't know not because he didn't care but rather because if he followed-up on everything he would spend every waking moment doing so.

So, Mr. Neighbor who wonders why the police never followed up with him: I want you to know that the police do care about what happened to you but they have moved on and are responding to other people they also care about. I am growing tired of people's opinion that "the cops don't care." I assure you they do. But what do you want them to do? How do you expect them to find someone who took your stuff when you have no description of the guy? And, if you think you know who took your stuff and you lead the police to his house how do you think they should retrieve your stolen stuff? Thanks to all the bleeding heart liberals out there the police can't do much of anything as the criminal has the same rights, if not more than the victim.

And now I must end this and step down off my soap box. One, because I could go on forever an ever and two because it is time for Skyline and I am starving.

P.S. Slamming the mouse against the desk will not make the computer work better, sorry.

Dear S:

I wanted to write to you and thank you for your for being a constant source of amusement for me here in my cubicle. I would ask though that you please speak up a little when you are berating the IT guys so that I won't have to strain to hear you. I am sure I look funny all leaning over my desk with my ear pressed up against the partition. You dissatisfaction with absolutely everything makes me smile though, it really does.

But, moving on. Do you really expect that the new computer software will do everything exactly as you think it should? Sometimes it takes 3 mouse clicks to get where you are going and there is nothing that can be done about it. I mean come on, is 3 mouse clicks really that unreasonable? Do you realize that you spend on average about 4 hours out of an 8 hour work day attempting to figure out how to get you computer to do what you think it should do. Everyone else's computers work the same way yours does and no one else is complaining or having issues. Although I do find it amusing that you think you are the step child who had been stuck with the 2ND rate computer I am saying that you are not. Our computers are not second rate, you are just an idiot.

Sincerely,
K

Snofie and I have decided not to watch American Idol this season. We are just not into it. We had a big discussion about how it is okay that we don't watch it. We are into several other reality shows: "Top Design", "Americas Next Top Model" and the show about the search for the next Pussycat Doll. Okay, I know, the last one is totally trashy but hey, they put it on TV and someones got to watch it. Snofie fell asleep during the first 5 minutes of it last night but I enjoyed every minute of it. Since we both were quite tired yesterday we decided that after work & school we would plop ourselves down in the big bed and not move until morning. I love big bed days with Snofie. Before I picked her up from school I stopped by the store for a dinner that we could eat in the big bed and big bed entertainment. I got the family size Stouffers mac & cheese, a magazine and play dough. All were a big hit with both of us. Snofie did her homework and then played. I read my magazine and then crocheted while we watched "Reba" & "Gilmore Girls" re-runs. Last night there was also a new episode of "Gilmore Girls" on. Snofie is really getting into the show now and I love that because in some aspects I think we are a lot like Lorali and Rory.

I have a horrible cough! I sound awful but I feel fine which I am thankful for. I am also thankful for cough medicine. Yesterday I got some daytime and some nighttime cough medicine. They had both in a nice little bundle at the grocery store.

It is snowing again this morning. When will it be spring? We can't wait for it to warm up and for us to be able to get out in our garden. This year I want to add some more bushes in the places where there are holes. I am thinking evergreen bushes. We don't have any evergreen bushes because PoPo Pop doesn't like them. Maybe he won't notice if I throw some in.

Snofie is learning about bats in school. She is so excited to take her bat magazines in and tell her teacher that she is a member of the International Bat Conservancy.

I absolutely love sitting at the kitchen table in the mornings with Snofie. We drink coffee, eat breakfast and talk.

This morning we talked about dealing with difficult people. She is having J issues again. She said that J follows her around and says mean things: "Tara is mean and I don't like her" and "You can't be friends with Hayley." Snofie wishes that J would just leave her alone. We talked about so much and I hope it helps Snofie. I am so proud of Snofie for recognizing that it is not healthy to have a friend that doesn't treat you nicely. And, I am proud of her for basically ignoring J and treating J badly.

Here are some of the things I told Snofie:
1. Some people think that if they put someone else down it will make them feel good.
2. Life if full of dealing with difficult people so it's good to learn to deal with them.
3. Feeling sorry for them sometimes helps your angry feelings go away.
4. Finding a way to keep them from getting to you is a good thing.
5. If you ignore her maybe she will get bored with you and go away.

I really hope that Snofie will always feel that she can talk to me. I also hope that she will keep dealing with the difficult things in her life with grace and class.

This afternoon Snofie and I were driving home from school. Snofie was telling me about an icky girl in her class:

Snofie: I thought maybe she was getting better but she's not. She was really mean today.
Me: What did she do?
Snofie: She made fun of my best friend and told me she didn't like her. I don't want a friend who says mean things like that. It made me really mad.
Me: "Words are windows to the heart" dear, it says so on the church marquee.
Snofie: ...eye rolling...
Me: And see her heart is icky, it has an arrow through it.
Snofie: No, the arrow is stuck up her butt.

That's my girl!

Snofie: What's this?
Me: A fortune from a fortune cookie.
Snofie: When did you have Chinese?
Me: The other day at work for lunch.
Snofie: "Don't worry about the world coming to an end. It's already tomorrow in Australia." Why did you tape it in your day planner?
Me: I'm waiting to use it on you.


My child is really warped, she made this contraption out of string and some of the things in her doctor's kit. I asked her what it was and she said: A Shock-O-Meter collar for my Build A Bear dogs for when they misbehave. She is strange.

I went to get my hair cut today...
Me: Who was that woman?
Dobri: That was Nick's wife, you know, Nick who's in jail. (insert heavy eastern European accent)
Me: She's not what I expected.
Dobri: Why, because she's fat?
Tim: (snicker)
Dobri: He son has leukemia, he's dying, he has the cancer.
Tim: He has alopecia.
Me: You don't die from alopecia do you?
Dobri: Yes, he's dying, he has leukemia.
Tim: Alopecia.
Dobri: The cancer, he'll die.
Tim: He's not dying he has alopecia.
Dobri: He die.
Tim: No, he's bald.

This morning there was a sheet of ice covering absolutely everything. We have been parking in the driveway this week because our garage door opener is broken so I had to venture across the ice to get to my car. It was hysterical! I slid into the car where I set my coffee on the hood. Then I shimmied around and slid down to the door handle. Once I got the door open I pulled myself up toward the hood, grabbed my coffee and slid into the car.

This evening I took a bath. While I was in the tub Snofie was in her room singing "Feeling Groovy". It totally made me smile.
Me: Hey, Snofie, do you want to get in the tub with me?
Snofie: Yes... you know, your butt sucks up all the water. There's always a lot when you're in the tub but when you get out your butt sucks up all the water.

Snofie: My dog (stuffed) swallowed a shoe.
Me: Remember when you swallowed the Polly Pocket shoe... laugh... laugh...
Snofie: Mom, it's still not funny!
Me: Yes it is... laugh... laugh...
Snofie: ...cough... I can still feel it, it's like stuck in my throat... cough...
(She swallowed the shoe about 6 months ago.)

Kiss my grits... when was the last time you heard that phrase? Jeff sent a nasty email to Ron and Ron was all set to fire an equally nasty email back when Carla stopped him. The first line of Ron's reply was: Kiss my grits! I can't stop laughing! He had a few other good ones in there too... about Jeff doing a job any blue collar maintenance worker could do and how Jeff has no idea what real sales people do. Oh, it was so good. I wish Carla hadn't walked around the corner until after Ron hit the send button.

Snofie and I have been so into watching the Nora Roberts movies on Lifetime: Angel Falls, Montana Skies, Blue Smoke and Carolina Moon. We watched the last one tonight, it was so good. I love sharing times like these with Snofie.

We were watching HGTV:
PoPo Pop: Is that guy blind?
Me: No, he's Lebanese.

Snofie didn't have school today, President's day. After work she, Tara and I went in to see Rose's new puppy named Maggie. She's too cute all wobbly on her feet and all. She chased the girls around and will no doubt be very tired this evening. I took the girls with me to the grocery store. I love to listen to them talk about the things in each aisle. They talk about what food they like and what they don't. Then they got tired and thirsty. Tara wanted root beer and Snofie wanted lemonade. We looked in every single one of those coolers at the end of the check out aisles and couldn't find either one. Tara looked really disappointed and Snofie was in tears. Luckily there is a Subway in our Wal Mart which had both. I tried to exchange both girls for a sub but the guy wouldn't go for it. I dropped Snofie off at Tara's and then I went in and met PoPo Pop for dinner. He is training one of the new officers so she went to eat with us. We had Panda Express. Panda is PoPo Pop's favorite, he has is about 4 times a week, he's turned into a panda!

Today we had a totally technology free day, it was lovely but I wouldn't want to do it all that often.

Today was clean the house from top to bottom day. Snofie helped too. She was in charge of cleaning anything glass, shiny or mirrored. We also shoveled the driveway. Snofie did a really good job on the path and looked so cute with her sweat pants tucked into her black knee high boots, her pink hat and her Mickey Mouse shovel. It snowed last night and most of today. I was a light fluffy snow so it was fun to shovel. When PoPo Pop came home from work we ordered pizza and watched Cops together.

Snofie had another 2 hour delay at school today so PoPo Pop took her. She said: Daddy, no talking to my jelly sandwich again please. She cracks me up.

After work & school we went to purchase the carpet for the basement. This time I was very careful not to fall on the ice again. Then we went to O'Charley's for dinner. I decided to be daring and try something new. This is a big step for me because I am typically the kind of person who once I find what I like I don't vary from it ever. I got a grilled chicken thing on flatbread. It was okay but the most flavorful part of it was the cucumbers. Our waiter, Paul, sensed I didn't care for it too much and he took it off our bill. That was so nice. Then Snofie and I went to see a play: "Freedom Is My Middle Name". It was quite good even though it wasn't a comedy like Snofie is used to. It was about 5 teens who travel back in time to see "average African Americans" who made a difference in the history of our country and how their actions weren't so much about race but about freedom for all. I don't think Snofie got the whole message but she did get most of it. Afterward we went to Cup-O-Joe for coffee where she told me: that it didn't matter what color your skin but what was inside you that matters most.

Getting to the play was quite an adventure. I guess I didn't think about all the snow. They removed it from the street and did I think that it just mysteriously vanished? No, it is all piled on the side of the already narrow streets. Luckily I am an expert parallel parker and we found a place right in front of Cup-O-Joe. Walking the several blocks to the theater and back was a little challenging but fun. We had a good laugh about the snow chunk that found it's way into my shoe. Snofie asked why I wasn't wearing sneakers. I told her I wanted to look cute. She rolled her eyes.

We made friends with a girl at Cup-O-Joe who totally got the cute shoe thing. She was on her way to a blind date with a guy she met online. There was also a couple next to us who were so odiously on a first date. After they and our new friend left I told Snofie how thankful I am that I found PoPo Pop who I want to spend the rest of my life with. Then she had m tell her the story of how PoPo Pop and I met. It reminded me of when I used to ask my mom the same thing. I would ask her to tell me about when she was little.

I put the DVD "An Inconvenient Truth" on reserve at the library. I am #875 on the waiting list.

I got a raise, yeah me!

Snofie brought home all A's on her progress report, yeah Snofie!

We had a nice Valentine's Day. (Well, except for PoPo Pop staying home from work with a migraine.) When we woke up Snofie and I found the kitchen table full of flowers, cards and chocolates. Roses for me and carnations for Snofie. It was the first time she has received flowers and she was thrilled. We are NOT sharing our chocolates either!

We met Kelly, Tim and the kids at Skyline for kids night. Kelly and I both brought cookies for Ciera and James. It was the perfect day to do so because they had a CEO and all the managers in there so it looked really good, look how much we love our Skyline servers. At the end of the meal Snofie got mad at me because I wouldn't let her order ice cream.
Snofie: Please, I haven't had ice cream since like December.
Me: You just had 2 frosted cookies, a red velvet cupcake, oreos and a lolly pop, NO NO NO you may not have ice cream!
Snofie: sniffle... cry... sniffle
Me: 2 choices here kid. 1. sit down and shut up and no ice cream or 2. we go home now and no ice cream.
I know, I am probably committing some huge mommy sin by telling her to shut up but hey, I wasn't drinking when I said it. And again now by letting her sit next to me and read over my shoulder while I type...

We turned the TV on... the end of the Lifetime show, "Gay, Straight or Taken" was on.
Snofie: I watched that the other night and picked them all right, the gay one, the single one and the taken on.
Me: ...

Schools were closed again today because of all the ice. The news said our county was under a level 2 snow emergency where you shouldn't drive if you don't have to. I called Lynn and she said she wasn't going in to work so I decided not to go in either. But when I called in to work Kim said the roads were fine so I decided to go in. The roads were not fine. They were a sheet of ice with snow blowing over them along with big chunks of frozen stuff that fell off of cars. It was a mess. Ellen said that Kim had told her the same thing and she was a little mad too that she had ventured out. So, it was a typical day where I got into it with Ron and defended Jeff. Well, I will never defend Jeff again because he made me so mad today that I actually cried:
Jeff: Where's Beth?
Me: The schools are closed and the roads are really bad so maybe that's why she's not here.
Jeff: Must be nice to be able to take a day off because of the weather... no one ever considers the weather when they schedule my trips... I go out and work my butt off in all kinds of weather...
Me: .....
Jeff: Like next week...
Me: Um, you're going to Florida next week.
Jeff: Yeah, but through Charlotte, NC... no one ever considers me when they book flights... no, it's what ever is the cheapest.
Me: I do consider you when I book your flights but I have to have the flights approved by Carla before I book them.
Jeff: I'm sick of this shit... somethings got to change... I shouldn't be subjected to this shit week after week...
Me: (What the hell is he bitching about?) Jeff, if you have a specific issue you need to speak to Carla about it, you know she will do what ever she can to meet your needs.
Jeff: And is my trip going to be done by Friday?
Me: Um... yeah, you leave Monday so, yeah, it has to be done on Friday.
Jeff: Nobody ever thinks about me an has the trip done early, no, no one ever considers me.
Me: I will have it done as soon as Ron confirms the last two appointments.
Jeff: Oh, well if it's a bunch of stop-bys for Ron he can forget about it, I'm not doing his work for him.
Me: ....
Jeff: He had to fill every bit of the trip this week with his shit... I've been to Toronto General before but no, I have to go back to do his work for him...
Me: Actually the customer called in and requested that you come by and look over their units, so this is at the customer's request.
Jeff: No, he needs to tell them no.
Me: ...
Jeff: I certainly hope they are charging them for this.
Me: ...
Jeff: And the directions are wrong, the unit is in the basement not on the 11th floor.
Me: No, I was standing right there when Diane gave Ron the directions for you to come to the 11th floor so that is absolutely correct.
Jeff: Well, it's wrong just like the information you gave me for Racheal's account. The move is in 2011 not 2008... there she goes again giving me misinformation.
Me: I doubt Racheal would make that up and I doubt Racheal would have any reason to question something like that that her customer told her.
Jeff: Well I am sick of this... some things have to change.
Me: Fine, talk to Carla.
Jeff: Well, if that's the way you are going to be then I won't talk to you about any of this anymore and you just have a really nice day! (Click)

Oh my god, he hung up on me! I listen to him bitch and complain and moan and groan day after day about the same stuff over and over again and he has the nerve to hang up on me! I listen to him basically say the we all are incompetent, me included and he expects me to look forward to talking to him. Well, no I do not like being emotionally dragged down into the same gutter he feeds out of. He is never satisfied with anything. He bitches about Ron but won't say anything directly to Ron. He complains about Ellen but not to Ellen about what she does that makes him annoyed. I now he must complain to someone about me well, hello, tell me, I'm the one who plans his trips. His trips so they should be the way he wants them but no, he won't say anything to me... just complain complain complain. It gets really old really fast. Let's see if I continue to book him anything special when it comes to car rentals or hotel reservations.

There was a huge storm over night and school was canceled today. This morning Snofie and I sat at the kitchen table with our coffee and watched the birds. Snofie put a plate of bread out on the deck for them. It was amazing to see how quickly her footprints filled with snow until you could barely tell she had walked across the deck.

PoPo Pop: I wish my work had a snow day.
Me: Heroes don't get snow days.
Snofie: And you're our hero.
He didn't think we were all that cute...

It snowed half of the day and then started to rain. While I was watching it out the front window I noticed Joy shoveling her driveway. I figured if she could do it then so could I. Ugh, what a mess. The snow was covered by a sheet of ice and it was still raining. It was so heavy but I got most of it done. I was totally exhausted yet totally amazed because Joy had shoveled her entire driveway while on the phone! She is always on her phone, but come on, in the rain while shoveling snow, totally amazing.

Wow, I chipped a plate this evening while doing the dishes. It was one of the set we got for our wedding. Pretty good, first plate chipped after almost 12 years of marriage.

There is an orange cone out by the road at the entrance of the school and I am here to say: I didn't do it! I am quite pleased to see that someone else has run over and dragged a cone. The parking saga continues. Today in the papers sent home was a 2 page with diagram letter detailing the parking procedures. The opening paragraph states that nothing has changed in the procedures and that it is a reminder of the existing procedures. In other words: we had to put up cones and barricades because you all are idiots. If signs, then cones & barricades and finally a guy out in the parking lot don't work, I doubt a note will. But it was quite amusing especially after today when I watched a guy in a pickup back into the barricaded area as though it were a special little parking space. It was hysterical, he was all catty wampus and hanging out.

Oh my god, I am sitting here watching Headline News and Nancy Grace. I like her. Anyway, they are talking about Anna Nicole Smith. 1. They are questioning Howard K. Stern and his possible involvement in her death. 2. There are men coming out of the woodwork claiming to be the father of her baby, the funniest of them being some prince who is married to Zsa Zsa Gabor. And 3. the video tape of her baby's birth has been stolen. I find it amusing to listen to Nancy say "Bahamanians", it makes me giggle. I can't watch the medical examiner dude they have on because he is bald and has this giant dent in his head. I can't look because of the crater, not the bald part. I actually like bald guys, PoPo Pop is bald. (Shaved head kind of bald.) Now they have a peek inside her fridge which had a lot of methadone in it, hhmmm. Nancy also mentioned it had a lot of Slim Fast as well.

I considered listing Snofie on Ebay, leaving her at Wal Mart or buying and drinking a 4 pack of green tea wine coolers this afternoon. First of all, yes, green tea wine coolers, I am totally intrigued. After school Snofie and I went grocery shopping. Down the coffee aisle is when the incident happened. I am shocked that Snofie would choose to misbehave in such a sacred aisle, oh the horror. Anyway, a little boy who was with his mother and grandmother says, "Hi Snofie, do you remember me?" Well, Snofie takes one look at him, turns around and walks away! The look on the little boy's face was so sad. So, there I am talking to this kid. turns out he was in Snofie's first grade class and moved this year. In the next aisle I told her how disappointed I was in her. Then we get in line. Snofie keeps messing with the cart which is pissing me off and then there is this guy behind us who, every time I step to the side of the cart, he pushes his right up against mine. Ugh! Everyone take 2 giant steps back and leave me alone! Then the little boy appears at the back of the line. There he is waving with a big grin on his face at Snofie and the little troll does it again. She turns her back on him! I laid into her about how rude she was being... how would she feel is someone did that to her... and I'm not asking you to have a conversation with him, just say hi. Then Snofie caught me making the "hands around her neck, shaking" gesture. She did not find it amusing. The guy with the cart behind us did but I was not amused by him and his cart.

Snofie had a basketball game today. That is absolutely all we did.

Our bedroom is painted a very dark blue. It's not quite a navy blue, just a very dark true blue. And, there is a spot of blue paint on the ceiling. It looks like a bug. I have been saying for years that I will scrape it off but never quite get around to actually doing it. At first scraping the bug spot was on my to do list. Everyday I would transfer it to the next days list. Somewhere along the way I got tired of writing: scrape buggy paint spot off ceiling and started a short hand approach: scraping. Then finally it dropped off the list altogether. I often forget about the buggy paint spot until I am lying in bed and am startled by it, "oh shit, there's a big bug up there!" Maybe I'll leave it up there.

Back to the basketball game... Snofie made the first basket of the game. Yup, that was the highlight of the day.

Snofie: OOOOHHHH, here I go, heading off to bed... even though I don't want to.... because it's sad.... and I don't want to..... OOOHHHH... (sound of the door shutting not once but twice in case I didn't hear her the first time.)

PoPo Pop painted the basement today before he went to work. Tara came over to play with Snofie for a while. She brought her Webkinz monkey, Tom and she left him here. He is sitting on the coffee table watching me type. When Kelly dropped Tara off she brought a piece of Alaska sheet cake over. oh my god, it was so so good. It was so amazingly rich and you could taste the butter it was made with. After Tara left Snofie and I alphabetized her books. She has the greatest collection of books. I love that she enjoys the books that were mine when I was little. Then I cleaned the hamster cage. We couldn't get Hally's cage open. It was the petting zoo part where she sleeps and we couldn't get Hally out of there so I had to try to get it open with her in the petting zoo. It was a piece of poo that was stuck in the opening part. Poor Hally, I had to turn the petting zoo upside down with her in it. I love a clean hamster cage.

Ouch, my whole body hurts from falling on the ice yesterday. I wore sneakers today. They felt totally weird because I never wear sneaker, usually just heels.

PoPo Pop had the day off today. Snofie had a 2 hour delay at school because of the weather again so we decided to let her have a day off. So, I didn't have to leave at any particular time. It's easy when I have to leave to go pick Snofie up from school but on days when I can stay indefinitely it is so hard to leave. Every time I thought I was done something else would come up. I finally left close to 4pm.

We went to Las Margaritas for dinner. It was really good. When we sat down I noticed a woman at the table next to our drinking a cup of coffee. Usually I get a coke when we eat out but something hot sounded really good so I got a cup of hot tea. It was nice. When we were done eating Snofie and PoPo Pop played hangman and I drank my cup of hot tea. There is something so soothing about a cup of hot tea. I love wrapping my hands around the mug, holding it close and breathing in the lemony warmth.

About 11pm PoPo Pop and I were not tired so we watched a movie on Lifetime Movie Network called "Oxygen" with Adrien Brody. I love him, he's a hottie. In the movie he played a really creepy bad guy who buried a woman alive. Of course I had trouble falling asleep afterward and didn't sleep well. But right before I woke up instead of a nightmare I had an odd sort of dream. PoPo Pop, Lee, Mike Dillon, Adrien Brody and I were at an ice cream place in the mall. The place was really cool, you put together your own mixes but they weren't all blended like a Blizzard at Dairy Queen. Instead there were big chunks of each of the ingredients. First you chose your cookie option, like a chocolate chip cookie or a brownie. Then you got to choose a couple scoops of different ice creams, then, syrups and other options like chocolate chips, marshmallows etc. Anyway, Lee and PoPo Pop had made their decisions and had gone to sit down. I was talking to Susie, who worked there, and was leaning against Adrien, sigh. My feet were tired so Mike Dillon was holding one of them. i kept thinking, I hope my stinky feet don't ruin his ice cream. Then when it was my turn to order I told the guy to make whatever, "surprise me", I said. Anyway, Adrien Brody is totally hot.