I hopped on to Facebook this morning, hoping for a little stress-free playing around, only to be greeted with a message from an immature idiot who apparently needs to get a life. This idiot, despite their own issues that have landed them in all kinds of legal trouble already, whether directly or indirectly involved with the actual sending of this message, probably should know better at this point. This person doesn’t even know me, although apparently he does know my brother. His only issue with me is that I am close friends with his ex. The message was completely harrassing, both to me and to my friend, and thoroughly libelous. He thinks he is such a big man, but he is a complete coward in my opinion. She is the mother of his child, as well as mother to two others, but he has had no problem being both emotionally and physically abusive to her, sometimes in front of the children. This is a guy who has sent his friends to harrass and humiliate her on numerous occasions, and even has his mother doing it, too. The authorities have been involved on numerous occasions, and he still hasn’t learned. They haven’t been together in some time, and supposedly he is involved with someone else now. So, LET IT GO! And to get on Facebook to anonymously send messages like this? It is just juvenile and cowardly. If you are so big and tough, stand behind the things you have to say. Don’t hide behind anonymous names, your friends, or your mommy. Grow up and stop harrassing everyone and take responsibility for your own behavior for once in your miserable life. And please,… next time try not to go after one of your friend’s sisters, who also happens to be a lawyer’s daughter. Bad move, d-bag.
Selina’s wedding to her Marine, Brian, was Saturday and it was beautiful. The morning was a complete downpour, but it stopped long enough to allow them to say their vows and by the end of the reception, the sun was shining! There were a lot of old friends there so it was not only nice to be present for the wedding but to catch up with them, too. The ceremony was a handfasting ritual and it was really beautiful. It was led by a local priestess who had the guest form a loose circle around the altar and Selina and Brian. We all held hands and she led us in the opening of the circle. The ritual itself was full of humor, which was completely perfect for them. Their hands were bound and the ritual ended with the opening of the circle again. But forget all that! It was the first time in all the years that I have known her that I have EVER seen Selina in a dress! So NOT the girlie type, but she was beautiful!! A few pictures, all clickable for larger views!
10 Favorite Songs of the 80s
1. Another One Bites the Dust, by Queen
2. Sweet Child o’ Mine, by Guns ‘n Roses
3. Love Bites, by Def Leppard
4. Every Breath You Take, by The Police
5. The Final Countdown, by Europe
6. We’re Not Gonna Take It, by Twisted Sister
7. Rock You Like a Hurricane, by Scorpions
8. Bringin’ On the Heartbreak, by Def Leppard
9. Coming Home, by Cinderella
10. Pour Some Sugar On Me, by Def Leppard
A whole lotta not much going on,…
The downside of summer vacation is that a whole lot less is going on, which equates to me having a whole lot less to blog about! Not that the life of a Domestic Goddess is ever all that exciting, but you get the idea! The upside is that I have actually been getting some sleep lately. My best sleep doesn’t really start until about 0300, never good when one has to get up at 0530 during the school year. So I feel like a lady of leisure when I don’t emerge from my boudoir until 1000 or later. Of course, once I emerge, the harsh reality of children, laundry and cleaning bitch slaps me across the face.
Back in a day,…
This next week will be like reliving my past! Tonight I am meeting my friend Joe at Sergi’s, THE pizza hangout in Potsdam. I haven’t seen him in about 21 years, or spoken to him until a couple months ago via Facebook. And Saturday is my friend Selina’s wedding and there will be a bunch of people there that I haven’t seen in forever. My friend Jerry will be there and I haven’t seen him since I was 24. And Joel will be there, and that will be interesting. Joel is an ex-boyfriend who is now my cousin, thanks to his mom marrying into the family!! My high school reunion, a year late, is also Saturday night, so I will get to see a whole bunch of people from back in a day. Fun!
Sleep, blissful sleep!
The kids had a four-day weekend, thanks to an unused snow day on Friday and Memorial Day yesterday, which translates to the Domestic Goddess NOT having to get up at the butt crack of dawn for two extra days! I actually slept in past 0800 and got more than 3 or 4 hours of sleep, which in my world of insomnia is completely unheard of! YAY, sleep. Suprising, because I can’t seem to ever get comfortable. I bought all new pillows a few months ago, since my other ones were quite possibly older than Donovan, who is 16. Okay, maybe that is a BIT of an exaggeration, but you get the point. I like me a firm pillow, a very firm one, while Corey is happy with a pillow-shaped thing stuffed with air. So I bought two primarily air-filled ones, and 2 extra firm ones, which I am pretty sure need the pillow version of Viagra, since I don’t think they qualify as “extra firm”! Add to that a neverending need to inhale Tums at night, and overcoming my insomnia RARELY happens. So, more than 4 hours of sleep fills me with a weird sense of pride!
It is weird how many old friends have come out of nowhere lately, mostly thanks to Facebook! People I haven’t seen in YEARS, from high school friends to friends that I have been stationed with at one point or another. In a couple of cases, we didn’t necessarily part on the best of terms and it has been really nice to get a little closure on those things and move on. It is just crazy to me that with a few of them, a lot of time has passed since we last saw or talked to each other (with one, it has been almost 21 years!) and yet we have picked up like that time never happened. I would have thought that would be impossible since SO much time has passed and people change with time and experiences.
Playing a bit
I got playing with the settings and took a ton of self-pics while being silly! Just a sample, which is clickable!
If there was ever a need for coffee,…
It would be this morning! My friend and neighbor Crystal got a new job and is going to be working night shifts so they have her beginning training at the god-awful hour of 0500. Normally her husband doesn’t leave for post until about 0545 but this morning he had to leave by 0500 to be at work by 0600, so that meant earlier rising for Kiki! Blah! Thank the Goddess for coffee, and lots of it! But 6 of the 7 kids that were gracing my house in the early morning hours have gone to school, so it is just Login and I now for a few hours!
To be honest, I was pretty okay with whoever won last night. Hell, I would have been okay with either of them OR Danny or Alison. I loved the finale, though. The sheer variety of musical acts was great and I loved some of the guest musicians that were featured, like Steve Martin and his band. Totally not your typical American Idol fare, but that is why I loved it! Kiss was on, too,… talk about a contrast of genres with Steve Martin! All in all, I think Adam probably lucked out at not getting the win. He is so unique in his style that I think he would have been too fenced in, trying to fill American Idol obligations when cutting his first album. At least this way, he can stay true to himself and his music and sing what HE wants to sing. I don’t think there is much doubt that he will have a career, even without the American Idol win. Hell, it seems that the runners up sometimes have done better than the winners, like Daughtry and Jennifer Hudson.
To the man in the black Silverado,…
I just went to the local Nice ‘n Easy to drop off a hoodie for Crystal, and as I was getting Login bac into his car seat, a man a beautiful black Silerado parked next to me called out to me. He saw the dog tags I was wearing and wanted to know if they were mine. I told him they were Corey’s and that he was currently deployed to Afghanistan. He proceeded to get out of his truck and come all the way around just to shake my hand and say thanks for both Corey’s service and mine as a supportive wife back home. It touched my heart! As the conversation went on, it turns out he was a Vietnam vet who turned 19 in the jungles of that country. He said he had a lot of respect for people who continue to serve after doing time in a combat zone. When he discovered that I, too, was a vet, he was so sweet in his thanks. Not very often am I suprised in a good way but I was definately today!