I'm so not in the holiday spirit today

Yeah, I've come to the conclusion that people, Wal Mart, McDonalds, and those damn bell ringers are Satan incarnate.

Though, I'm guessing most of my ill will today has to do with the fact that I've got a bad case of the flu or some stomach virus or something. I just feel beat. Sore, body aches, headache, my skin feels raw. Yeah, it's not a good day. This week I've felt off, but I think it's culminating today. And what's worse, is that I leave in an hour and a half to go pick up my neice from a wedding her mom and dad are attending today. Ann wanted the Squirt at the wedding reception for a bit, but I took the opportunity to get to spend lots of time and the whole night with my Samantha. =) God, I hope I don't get her sick.

But, back to what I was orignally talking about...the Satan incarnate stuff. Okay, first up...people. Oh, let me count the ways. Yes, I am a smoker. It's a bad and nasty habit, but Myles has had trouble quitting and if he can't quit, than it makes it extremely difficult for me to quit. Anyways, I may be a smoker, but I still have couth and general...oh, I don't know the word, politeness, neatness....I'm drawing a blank on the right word. I go out shopping today to get my other neice her birthday present for tomorrow (a TON of craft supplies for her to have at my house) and I open my car door only to step in a huge pile of wet cigarette butts that someone had dumped out of their ashtray and onto the parking lot. How gross! Grrr.

And Wal Mart...all I wanted to do was get a damn box of Theraflu to try and make some sort of attempt to feel better (by the way, not working so well), and I had a hell of a time trying to complete that simple task thanks to the annoying people and the lines and the incompetent workers.

And McDonalds. All I wanted was a damn cheeseburger, some fries and a strawberry shake. I know it's not the bes food to eat when one is sick, but oh well. I'm sick, comfort food is allowed. What I got was a cold cheeseburger, some cold fries and an eggnog shake. Yeah, that was a bummer. Probably because everyone there was illegal and didn't understand a damn word of the English that was coming out of my mouth when I ordered. But I'm not even going to go there or else this post will become a novel.

And, at last, the bell ringers. Granted, the Salvation Army is doing a good thing and I've got to give major kudos to the people willing to standing out there in the freezing rain, but when I feel like shit and I have a headache because of it, it doesn't make me joyful to have to enter every store to the music of ear-piercing bells.

Yeah, this is a not a good day for me.

Guess what?

Yup, I'm still in a "mood". I got set off pretty early this morning, too. I ALMOST said things to a coworker that I shouldn't have said. So, shall we list them yet again? Sure, why not.

1) Quitting smoking sucks! I finally figured out the nausea...I looked up nicotine withdrawal symptoms. And, you guessed it, what they call "quitter's flu" is pretty common. And, I'm thinking my pissy mood has something to do with this whole quitting smoking thing. :) Didn't really want to quit, I just can't justify spending over four bucks for a pack of cigarettes everyday. Between Myles and I we're spending about $60 a week on cigarettes...more if we go out because we smoke more when we go out.

2) Yes, I'm going to get political here. I overheard some co-workers talking about the war this morning. They said they don't feel sorry for our guys over in Iraq because 1) the war is pointless, 2) they're the ones who signed up for the military, and 3) it's not like they do anything over there anyways. I had to clench my fists to keep from smacking the lady. My brother jusrt got back from Iraq from a year-long stint back in July. First he was doing transportation, driving the tankers and running fuel, and then he was moved to an assasin squad in Baghdad. He may not agree with why we're there and millions of others don't, but no matter why our guys are there, they're still there! They are still our men and women putting their lives on the line for our country. And to make it even better, my bro probably has to go back in August for another year to a year and a half. And no, they don't just sit around over there. My brother brought back pictures, videos and stories that would make your skin crawl. He had rocks and rotten meat thrown at him by CHILDREN whose parents encouraged them to do so, and he was bombed and lost most of the hearing in one ear. Luckily that was all that happened to him. I don't care if you don't like what's going on with Iraq and Iran and anywhere else. I don't care if you don't like our president. You should count yourself damn lucky to live here in the United States. If you want to complain about the war and our government and everything else, go live in Iraq for a year and come back and tell me what you think after that.

Okay, I'm done for now. I'll try to refrain from anymore rants. Maybe tomorrow I'll post something happy. Like puppies and babies and kittens and flowers.

I'm in a "mood"

Yeah, that's right. I'm in a "mood" today. A highly agitated mood. About numerous things. Shall I list them? Yes, let's!

1) Anyone out there getting married soon...elope. Yeah, I'm looking forward to the big day in 11 months, but it's a bitch to plan and get everything done. Especially when I'm not the one who wanted a big wedding in the first place.

2) I love my inlaws, but dammit, we come from different worlds and sometimes it's a pain to make her see that. Topsfield, MA (affluent suburb of Boston) vs South Bend (and now Lafayette), IN. Yes, WORLDS apart. On the weding website, I put "formal dress." MIL asked me t take that off so that people wouldn't think they needs to wear tuxes. Well, maybe that's what it means out there, but not here. Here in Indiana, it means "Please don't wear jeans." Yeah...seriously. If I don't say that, half my family will show up in camo. Seriously. So as you can all see, the wedding will be FUN. Bluebloods and Indiana hicks.

3) Old people should be tested before they get their driver's licenses. Most of them shouldn't be on the road at all. I was stuck behind one this morning that was driving 20 in a 50. No good for me, Miss Speed Demon Race Car Driver.

4) I'm sick of having stuff at my house. But if I say no to people, I get to look like the bad guy. Ever since we moved a year ago into a much bigger house, everyone now wants to have everything at my house. Their Lia Sophia, Candelite, Arbonne, etc parties. Their kids' birthdaty parties. Holiday dinners for friends. EVERYTHING. Yes we now have the biggest house in the easiest location with an awesome backyard. But trust me, it took us a year and a half to find this house and we had to scrape our pennies together to get it. Not to mention it was a foreclosure that needed/still needs a lot of work. Two bathrooms are Barney purple...need I say more?

5) I'm sick of being sick. I'm sick of blowing my nose. I'm sick of coughing.

6) I'm sick of having nausea in the afternoons. Three days now. And yes, I know where everyone's minds go with that, but no, I'm not pregnant. =P

Okay, I think I'm done...I think.

I'm HIGHLY irritated right now

And even more logs in this spot of the yard. :(

Yeah, look at all the logs down. :( I counted about 30 of them in this spot.

So, I woke up this morning...afternoon I guess...at noon. Yeah, pretty late. I took Nyquil last night and it knocked me completely out. Didn't wake up once. :) But anyways, I got up, checked my email and then went grocery shopping. When I came home, Myles told me he was going out back to have a smoke and figure out what we were going to do. Of course, my curiosity was immediately perked and I followed him out there to have a smoke myself. Yeah, I wish I hadn't. I was met with the sight of my beautiful, mutilated backyard. Yeah, mutilated.

A few weeks ago, the power company said they were going to come back along our ravine and trim around the power lines. Okay, trim. Just cut off a few branches that were touching or close to touching the power lines. Yeah, not. That's sooo not what they did. Instead, they cut a ton of our trees down. So needless to say, I'm not so happy right now. Here's some pics of the damage they did...the blank spots, yeah, trees used to be there.

No, you haven't already ATE.

This is one of those annoying little things that just gets to me. Please, people, learn what a past participle is and how to conjugate your verbs. :) You have already EATEN, dammit. Eats, eats, ate, eating, and EATEN. The past participle of eat is NOT ate. :P And you have not drank a lot; you have drunk a lot. Gar. Is it just people in Indiana, or is this some sort of widespread virus?

Oh, and seen, yet another one that is misused. Except, in this case, it's the opposite of above. :OP You did not seen them at the mall yesterday; you SAW them. You have seen them in the past. Gar. I have actually received manuscripts where the author described something as "She seen the sun on the horizon." Yeah, that's pretty much an automatic rejection. Just a side note. :) For those of you who care.

Okay, I'm done with past participles today, though I'm sure that's NOT the last you'll see of my rants regarding them. I think the whole "seen" thing is one of my biggest pet peeves ever.