Wow. So most of the places of my childhood and college years are under water right now. I am in Wisconsin, and in the middle of moving to LaCrosse. I'd rather be home helping as I could, although a friend pointed out there is not a whole lot I could do there anyway ( Read more... )

Huckabee came in second! Hooray! Hooday!

John actually got to go to the straw poll and he brought me a signed picture. I would love a chance to see him in person. (Instead I got to work an 11 hour shift!)

Mike Huckabee looks to do well in the straw poll this weekend. I hope he does. Aside from wanting him to win the nomination it would be nice if people didn't have to ask, "Who's that?" when I talk about him or when they see my bumper sticker!


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...Can be really annoying. I wish people wouldn't put jazz music on especially. For some reason jazz music makes me very angry. I think it is beacause I do my phone calls right after I get home and all I want is to relax in quiet. Instead they make me wait for them, and listen to jazz music. (Not good jazz either, the kind of practically free ( Read more... )

So for anyone still reading this; I think I made a drag queen today. Which should be enough to prove anyone wrong who thinks I can't accept those I don't agree with. He called the store looking for ladies under garments. I took over the call from one of the younger girls. (So she didn't have to deal with being uncomfortable.) By the end of our ( Read more... )

Funny story. When I was in high school I used to play this online message board game. Most of the people there didn't think I was any good, but one guy was pretty nice. I used to chat with him after school, but we lost track of each other after he graduated. We were both musicians in our high schools, so that was something we had to talk about ( Read more... )

If you are going to call something a ball don't play all dance club music. If I wanted to listen to bump and grind crap all night and get attacked by ho bags in dresses that look like nightgowns I will go to a bar. I certainly don't need to cram myself in a nice, formal dress, uncomfortable shoes, and put on make up to listen to bad music and ( Read more... )

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My poor Sassafrass. She doesn't seem to be getting better. She always seems to be looking at me with eyes asking me to help her. I wish there was something more I could do. She is still so sweet. She doesn't seem to be holding the fact that she hates her medicine against us. She doesn't have as much energy as she did at first, but she still ( Read more... )

The really awesome dinner I was trying to make for John and a friend blew up in my face. Instead of being pleasant with tasty food ready, I was trying to fix what was broke. And I was cranky. I am usually cranky with this friend of John's. I think it is because I don't know how to relate to him. So I was really trying to be nice and pleasant ( Read more... )