And we have all been really sad about it.  I finally got a new tuxedo kitten off of craigslist for Thom.  He’s quite smitten with the kitten.  There are several videos and shit already in progress she is 9 months old… and her name……Cookie.

Funny people was playing at the dollar theatre so I took the boys.  Two and a half hours of air conditioning, score!  Okay, I really did not realize every other work would be fuck and balls. My 13 year old was very  pleased.  My 12 year old raised his eyebrows.  My 10.5 year old covered his eyes.  He told me later that the movie was dirty and had no plot.

Friday Project Ethos

Saturday Bar Sinister

Sunday kitchen scouring

Monday Shit Storm at Work

“when all the shit hits you at once. A whole bunch of criticism, or problems all at once. when in the shit storm you are being shit hammered.”

feeling odd… as I transition…massive calorie reduction underway.   Guess how many calories are burned by 2 hours of heavy roller skating? Survey Says: 1450.  Yes, that is a day’s worth.  I wish i could roller skate for 2 hours everyday.  I bidding farewell to the potato and all of it’s gifts (fries, mashed, and vodka). I will have a lot of work tomorrow.  Time should go buy quickly.  I look forward to air condition and seeing my fish.

Effexor flavored 150 mg a day.

Recession is a mother fucker.  Went to a meeting while the financial executive rubbed our backs and gently pushed the hair out of our eyes with this statement, “This is the longest recession since WWII.  Hold on, things will get better soon.”  In the same week I got the news that there is no Party Budget including Christmas.I am pretty bummed about this because I know alot of people are going to gripe about the good ole days of steak dinners and prizes etc. It just means we have to get “creative” which means cheap.  Hello Little Caesars, do you have Christmas tree shaped pizza at $5 a pop. Least, I have a job.  Let me say that again, TG that I have a job! I like working. Working is good. 

Dear Santa,

WTF?

Love,

Marci Bones

Yeah, I have taken too many tasks at work.  Who do I think I am freakin’ super woman.

I thought it was time to delegate some of the stupid shit like, cake purchasing, etc.  

Today I have a pretty bad headache. I want nothing to do with work reminders at this point.  My teeth ache.

Hey there Sugar Tits,

I found out about this new fad that has parents all in an uproar.  I guess it was all over the news a few months back while I was  working 40 and going to school 2 weekdays and a Saturday.  Life is okay right now.  I have got the rent paid.  I have all my limbs and appendages.  I will have my very first paid vacation in a week.  All growns up for 34.  I am a late bloomer in the work force. Associates Degree in hand and 1 year at the big company, not so bad.  I dream of beach houses and sushi nights at my beck and call.  I dream of air conditioning and a dishwasher, all stainless steel appliances.  I dream of flea free pets and a maid.  I dream of my spouse shaving. I dream of a nicer body and not getting old. I dream of white teeth and being able to go carte blanche at the dentist.

No it is not Sookie in a white tank top sans bra.  It’s this here bubble gum.

  I don’t remember this as a youth.  But I did favor the candy cigarettes.  Those were the best.

I listened to Sherlock Holmes on CD today while I drove to work.  I entered hundreds of documents into a giant spread sheet of doom.  I stared at the fishtank and wished for a Beach House with 3 bedrooms, a dishwasher, and room for a dog and 2 cats.  I filled that the time killer get to know you form that goes around emails. I watched the fish some more and cleaned my desk. I left work and headed straight to the urgent care because my hmo provider will not give me an appointment in a timely manner so I am forced to sit with the sick masses for 3 hours to take care of business. I told the lady at the doctors’s office that I was ballooning into an unrecognizable version of myself and that she better damn well change  my medication. 

Here’s a funny from good ole’ Natalee DEE

If you are a gore whore, like myself, you will delight in the bodily fluid sweetness.  New Feature in A Spoonful, is candy of the week.  Stay tuned.