tiggerprr’s scratching post

It’s a new TV show on ABC…it’s really good. You should watch it.

I’m really enjoying American Idol this year. I really wish that Kristy Lee Cook girl would have gone home for her crime against “8 Days a Week”.

Life keeps going by so fast and I seriously doubt any of you would be interested in what I have to say. Oddly, that’s where I was before I started to blog back in 2006…so maybe you WOULD be interested.

Ashlyn got accepted to the college of her choice. She’ll be staying at home, at least for the first year, since it’s just down the street a few miles. I hope she sticks with it and finishes her degree. Now we just await the end of her Senior year. She goes to her senior trip next month, 4 days at Disneyworld in Orlando. Lucky her, I didn’t choose to be a chaperone. LOL

Insomnia is still a part of my daily life. I am going to have a sleep study done next Friday. Of course, that begs the question…how can they do a sleep study on me, if I don’t really sleep? Hmmmm…

In case you were wondering where Canadians go for vacation…it’s Myrtle Beach. I’ve been trying to think of sneaky ways to get them to say “aboot”…but so far, I’ve not been successful.

Our adventure has been well…eventful for the last few months.

First, Ashlyn turned 18 on October 2. She informed me she was going to “ride that ass!” then she giggled as I picked my heart & jaw up off the floor. She was of course, referring to the donkey at the Fiesta del Burro Loco. Ai yi yi.

Then on October 5, she wrecked our Cadillac…

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Today, we went out and got a new TV for the living room. I won’t pretend that I have any sort of understanding why this one is technically sound. Since my hubby is a Broadcast Engineer, I leave those sort of things to him. It annoys him I know, but I figure “It’s your bag, baby.” Just so long as I can watch 24, American Idol and So You Think You Can Dance, I really don’t care what gizmos are getting me there, ya know what I mean?

So along with this new equipment (this is something else I don’t fully understand, nor care to), we need a plethora of new wiring to make the magic happen. You”ll have to cock your heads to the side along with me, as I ponder the miles of wiring that’s in jumbled heaps throughout our bedroom and in our garage neatly stored away in various strategic locations throughout our house, just in case a wiring emergency should rear it’s ugly head. I am assured, that this wiring is “different” and needed for the proper care and feeding of our new TV.

This may very well be the longest intro to me getting to the actual point of this post. We’re standing in Target to look at the new wiring that we apparently need to hook the Ninetendo Wii up to the new TV when I cannot help but be held prisoner by overhear the following conversation between a mom and her bratty ass 9 or 10 year old little girl:

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Well, have another week at work under my belt. I have to say that one movie quote kind of sums up how I feel:

Garth Algar: It’s sucking my will to live!

I had pleasantly gotten selective amnesia about how lazy people have gotten and how far the general work ethic has fallen. I’ve been reminded all too well these past few weeks. I’m not discouraged, but a bit disheartened for our future.

I am pretty tired lately, which is good because my insomnia seems to be cured. Maybe I just needed something to do. LOL I am however, faced with a giant pile of laundry that I need to do, but I’ve simply been too tired to tackle it. That’s my goal for this weekend. Along with catching up on everyone’s blogs.

I’ve been missing the daily interaction with all of my blog friends and I feel out of the loop but I do look forward to Saturday mornings when I can make my rounds and see what you’ve all been up to. I appreciate all of you who stick around to read the little crumbs I leave during the week. I promise that as I adjust to carving out 10 hours of my day between the actual work day and travel time, I will be more prolific in my writing. I guess what I’m trying to say is, “Thanks for hanging in there with me.”

My Project 365 page has pretty much gone to hell in a handbasket, but I’m going to try and resume taking a photo a day. In fact, there’s one that I intend to take on my way to work that I think you will all find breathtaking. Let’s hope I remember my camera on Monday.

Ashlyn is hobbling around without the aid of crutches and was able to resume driving this week. That’s a plus, since we don’t have to get up almost an hour earlier when we have to carpool to work and school.

Life always moves on as does time, no matter what you’re doing…I hope to be able to write more about the things we’re doing and seeing soon.

Sir Richard Branson, the Virgin Atlantic boss, has offered a reward of $25 million to the scientists who find a way to help save the planet from the effects of climate change. I feel it is naive to deny that there are global changes in our weather and climates when there’s so many tangible effects that we can see if we open our eyes.

I’m no environmental saint, I wish I could say I was. I remember as a first grader all those many years ago, hearing about the need for conservation and saving the planet. Being an idealistic 7 year old, I fired off a letter to then-President Ford to express my concerns that the powers that be do what they need to in order to secure our planet for my generation and those that followed. I don’t think my parents mailed it, because I never got a reply. The words and emotions I felt that day, echo in my heart today. I fear not for my generation, but that of my daughter’s and of my future grandchildren and so on. If we don’t take steps to ensure that Mother Earth is cared for, we will face a man-made extinction someday. Denying something exists, doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist.
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Everytime I go out on the road here in Myrtle Beach, I feel like I am honestly placing my life in the hands of 1000 Rain Men who are “very good drivers”. Except that, Raymond Babbit would might have been a better driver if he were real. I’m out yesterday on my way to an appointment when some dumb chick barrells her car halfway out of the parking lot she’s coming out of into my path. Thank goodness there wasn’t anyone in the lane to the left, as I had to do a quick lane change in order not to hit her dumb ass. I glared at her…and you know what she did? She was laughing like she accidentally did something silly instead of endangering her own life and the life of someone else’s wife and mother.

I find it harder and harder everyday to think that all these advances we’re making to keep humans alive longer and safe from disease is always a good thing. Think what you want about Darwin’s Evolution Theory, “Survival of the Fittest” ensures that stupid animals don’t pollute the Animal Kingdom’s gene pools with more stupid animals wading in the shallow end for very long.

I always wish that I could Jeannie blink and take a downloadable mental picture of people that piss me off so I could rant with visual aids. Or so I could spontaneously capture something cute that the kiddo or the cats do. Ashlyn made a great face last night when we were talking about something that I would have loved to show you, but alas no…the moment was lost because I don’t have that super cool camera. If a super scientist is reading my blog and invents said embedded camera, I expect full credit and royalties. Just sayin’.

The cable internet people hosed my connection earlier and it was very slow…I was angry with them because they were being dumb too. But they fixed me, and I’m no longer pissed. So, they’re off the hook, for now.

Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day…I have cards and a little something for Ken. But not a gift, gift. Why, you ask? Because he’s impossible to buy for. If he wants something…he gets it himself. For example, he showed me a Skagen watch that would be great for a Christmas gift a little bit before Christmas. About 3 or 4 weeks before Christmas, he found one he liked better on eBay and BOUGHT IT! If I wanted to buy him a tech gadget, because he is a tech gadgety sort of fella, I can’t…because I will inevitably purchase the “wrong” thing. So I’m totally paranoid. I can’t buy him clothes usually, because that man is worse than a woman when it comes to shopping. It sucks that he can think of awesome gifts to get me (sorry Daddy Forever) but I end up getting him just crap. I know it’s the thought that counts, but, dangit, I wanna be able to get him a gift that will make him feel all warm inside like my Coach purse did me. Or how a future pink Coach purse would make me all gaga. (Side note: my birthday is coming up, and I think the 39th birthday is the Coach Purse birthday.) I’d hoped to find a Wii, because wii would really like one. But no, the shopping gods and the illness gods conspired against me. Again. So, hrrrm.

I did however, find a cool present for Ashlyn.