Dinner time

The TV man is in the basement with Mister cleaning the screen, lights, and mirror of our projection TV. We've had that darned TV since "98, and we've never had it properly cleaned. Well, today it is. Since Mister's been home all week so far, he's gotten onto a cleaning frenzie.
Granted, I had to put up with the "This is woman's work" comments when I got home from work, but I let it slide off of my back. He's keeping busy doing stuff that we've put off for too long, so it's a win/win situation as I see it. He even dusted today...ceiling fans too! This lay-off thingy may not turn out to be so awful after all!
Dinner was served after the TV guy left. I fixed green beans and taters (both from our garden), and fried pork loin. For dessert, Mister whipped us up banana millkshakes with sugar-free icecream!! All in all: yummy.
Well, I need to get my gear packed, tomorrow we're leaving for Mom's to celebrate the New Year.

I was a bit bummed today because it would have been my friend, Carol's 57th birthday. She died from cancer on February 16, 2005. I miss her terribly, butshe's not hurting any more.
A good banana shake can unbum almost anyone.

Yesterday's Crap

Yesterday was my ex's 54th birthday, as was his older, and much uglier brother's 59th birthday.
Mister asked me why I remembered that.
I'll tell you why: He (the X) married me when I was young, innocent, and believed in the best of people(18 and 3 months). He lied to me about many things, he hurt me, physically , he threatened to not allow me to see my family, and he was a sexual deviant. I never "knew" a man before him, and I believed everything that He told me was normal in a male/ female relationship. His normal was NOT normal. He promised me the world, and I got a world alright!......The only thing good that came out of that union was when I got my certification as a Machinist. That was my ticket to freedom. That was my way to find myself. And then I started my journey to ME.

Mister called me a "man hater" when we first got together. I can understand that, because when we connected, I was very distrustful, and very cautious of men. Don't get me wrong here: I like men, I work with them every day of every week of every year. I am NOT, nor will I ever be a man hater. (But in light of the things that I had to endure with #1.........I can see where he got that idea.)
All I'm saying here is this, some people...i.e. mostly men..........force themselves onto other people. It makes them feel BIG, POWERFUL, POTENT. In reality, it just serves to alienate people.
Putting the people that you say you love "under your thumb" doesn't make things better. She/they will only hope you die in your sleep. Maybe even plan it......
Wow! Am I a hateful bitch or what.!?!?
I love my Mister, he's a caring and protective man. Yes, he still is a man, and therefore he's not my equal..........but that's the way it is. I just wish that in my life, that men would see women as more than a a meal ticket, free sex, and a maid.
Niel Young had a song many years ago called "A Man Needs a Maid". My big sis had it on an album (THat's a 33 RPM) many moons ago. Sad fact is that menhaven't changed. WE have evolved, and they haven't. I would love to have a man dote after me......DREAM ON.
The MAN HATING BITCH signs off.
Shout out to P. in Noblesville............Love ya. Keep your chin up. Chrissykins

Really nice

Mister loved his ballooon trip! I DID do good!
We had my XM installed yesterday, so we rode around listening to it in MY car.....felt great! Prince has 1/2 torn up his Christmas gift, which means he loves it, and Sissy and Bear are busy playing with my XM box. Everyone's happy.
We went to see Narnia....LOVED IT! then we came home and fried oysters for dinner. Since we once lived out in coastal NorthCarolina for years (me 13, him 23) we miss great sea food, and whenever we trip over an opportunity to have some...WOW! Same feeling goes for great b-b-q. Indiana is definitely NOT a bastion of memorable food, unless you consider bologna salad a gourmet treat.
Merry Christmas. Hope your's was as good as mine.

Cat farts

I was just sitting around watching "Nell" with my 2 cats (Sissy and Bear) and Prince, when Sissy let off a SBD and about killed me! She didn't even wake up! At least when Mister blows one out in his sleep, he chuckles...
It's my Friday off, and I've done the grocery gig already. I need to get gas in the car, and I know that as I procrastinate, the price will go up........still, I think the air has cleared in the livingroom, so I'll finish watching "Nell" before I go.
Mister got me a portable XM system for Christmas. :-) Like my Dad, I'm a nut for radios, flashlights too, if you want to go that far. Tomorrow we're going to Best Buy to have them install the car portion in my car. I can bring the unit into the house, hook it up to the Bose in the bedroom, and listen to Coast to CoastAM with George Noorey tonight before he gets home from work. Yeah!! I love Coast to CoastAM
Yes, I did still want the carriage ride and steak dinner......but this is way cool! I always said no when he'd ask about it because I knew what it costs.....not because I didn't want one. You did good Mister! I got him a book of Mike's Carwash coupons, a Zoo Book, and as a combination Christmas, Birthday (he'll be 57 in January), and Anniversary (16 in Feb.) gift.......a trip for 2 in a hot air ballon. He saw an ad for it in the paper and mentioned how he'd always wanted to do that. Been with the guy for 18 years and I never knew that!! Heck, he's afraid of heights, so I NEVER even would have thought about that. Maybe I did good too.... Hope so.
The "lay-off" thing starts 1/3/2006, but with a twist. He's to report to a job bank every day, in the cafeteria of his work. He's to sit on his butt for 8 hours a day, and if someone needs some menial crappy job done, they get him to do it. 5 other guys will be there too. The other96 or so people took the option of the full "lay-off". I don't totally understand his reasoning, except that during those 90 days of the "lay-off", he and the fab 5 will earn leave, while those who are sitting in their livingrooms watching Jerry Springer, Don't. If I didn't know about the balloon, what makes me think that I can figure out why he's chose the way he has?

Christmas wishes for ......

Hi there, this is to wish love, peace, HEALTH, and kisses to all the folks I love, cherrish, and remember.
To Mister........Love you beat! It's been 17 1/2 years together and I still love and like you. It'll be ok, we have each other.

To my 4 sisters........Love you too. We ain't getting any younger you know. Let's keep it real
To MOM......miss you, love you, see you soon.
To my nieces and nephews.....be good and do what you ought to. Those that are parents them selves, love your kids because when you are old, they'll be taking care of you.
To my grand-nieces and nephews........keep your fingers out of your noses, and you'll feel better! Trust me on that one.
To Mae...............all my love, Always, Christy
To Grandmother A. ..........hang in there, 97 isn't that far off.
To my friends from work......you and your friendships are the only thing that keeps me coming in day after day.
To my boss.....KMA (Kiss My Ass)
To my bestest friends in the world from my past (Dena and Donna)..........hope you and your families are well, healthy, and content.
Since I've never had children (circumstances not choice), my heart reaches out to all of you whom are blessed with the "joy of family" during these holiday times.
Take care.

Angels in our midst

Years ago, in May 0f 2001, I was involved in an accident on I70 in Indy.
I was on my way home from work, my mind was focused on my Dad's fight with cancer (which he lost in August of 2001) and what I needed to do at home some 60-75 minutes away.
I merged onto I70W and slipped into the center lane. Seconds later I was behind a construction truck and it lost a ladder behind it. I looked left for a spot.....I looked right for a spot. NO SPOT!!! So I sheered left as soon as I could, hit the retaining wall, bounced back right like a pin ball. Somewhere in all of that my airbag deployed. I was blinded and careening across 3 lanes of traffic. The car finally stopped on a guard rail where the other incoming traffic was to merge.
When the car finally stopped, I was really shaken. I was, then, in what I call my "crisis mode". I crawled out with only a few cuts from the flying glass and sore bones. The car was totalled.
Then SHE was there.
When I say she.....[I mean that a female, dressed all in purple, with red hair and of opulent features (like me), driving a Taurus pulled infront of my car.] She had a gold crucifix around her neck and she asked, "Are you ok?" I told her that I felt ok, but my hubby was out of town on a fishing trip, and I didn't know what to do. She hugged me, kissed me on my cheek, and offered me a kleenex, which I took. It smelled like Chantilly. She told me that I'd be ok, and that the police were on their way.

Just then a cop arrived to see what had happened. He asked if there were any witnesses, and I pointed toward where the lady's car was........and she was gone.
Mere seconds later, a fella that I work with (Jerry) pulled his truck into the area, hopped out, and asked if I was OK? I said, "Yeah, but I think I need to go to the hospital to check me out." I asked Jerry if he saw the Taurus with the round, red headed lady, and he said NO. The cop didn't see her either.
Jerry carried me to the closest hospital, and stayed with me through all of my x-rays and stuff. The cops found the ladder, but no on ever found the lady in purple. My hubby cancelled his fishing trip and came all the way up into Indy to get me.
I wasn't seriously hurt, shaken and a few cuts from the glass.........but otherwise of.
On our way home, Mister asked me what happened. I told him, and then we went to look at my car at the lot where "they" took it. He said, and I quote, "Holly shit, how did you get out of that with just the cuts you've got?" I just said that I thought that the lady in purple was my angel.
The point of this blog is this: Angels exist!!! They really do. And in this time of Christian holiday spirit, we must be aware of that.
It's true, it's real, and for that we all must be grateful.
I am. So are my 2 cats, and 1 dog that are harping on me to feed them. :-)
On that note..........
GOD bless, and MERRY CHRISTMAS! Chrissykins

Damn I'm tired

Damn I'm tired!
It's Wednesday already and I'm 1/2 a week behind on sleep. I work days, the Mr. works 2nd shift. I get up at 4:15 AM to get to work by 6 AM, and try to hit the hay by 9:30. He usually gets home around 11:30 and wants to eat or talk, or both.......
I can understand his need to talk right now seeing that he will be laid of (temporarily "they" say, for 90 days) as of 1/1/2006, and he needs to vent. I do my best to listen. I say ok, and I understand alot, and nod so as to seem interested.
Then the dog wants out, and the female cat demands to be fed. I kiss the Mister, tell him it'll all be ok, and return to bed around 11:50. I wake up again around 12:25 AM cuz the dog is barking his ass off to come in........Mister is asleep in the livingroom with Sci-FI TV on, and hasn't heard Prince barking a mere 15 feet away. In comes Prince, the female cat demands more food, I pee, wake Mister up, put his lunch dishes in the DW, clean out the litter box, set the coffee pot up for the next morning, and return to bed about 12:45 AM.
4:15 AM comes quickly enough, but after bedding down AGAIN, the female cat.....known as Sissy, decides to nest up between my legs, as close to snatch as possible. Tick, tick, tick RING
No wonder I'm tired.

Christmas dos and Don't

Hi there........first time at this. I want to tell you about the guys I work with.
I'm a machinist, (have been since "81, and I work, almost exclusively with men. There in lies the fun part.)
Almost every guy I know has asked me what their wives want for Christmas. My answer is simple and direct: They want your time. 100%!!! "What do you mean by that?" I mean, they want you to:
1) Listen to them when they tell you about their day, no matter if you think it's boring and TOO detailed. She listens to you talk about the Pacers, the Colts (or whatever team you have several shirt in the closet for) or how bad you did the other day when you went hunting. She can actually repeat whatever you said, just so you know that she is listening. She expects the same of you. Try that once. Believe me, the rewards are great!
2) If she asks for some "quality time" and maybe an evening with just the 2 of you...she doesn't mean dinner at a place where you can watch the game on the TV. She means dinner at a nice place without a ton of kids.....with some meaningful dialog over dinner. Someplace where she doesn't have to cook the food then clean up the mess while you watch WWF or SciTV.
3) If she asks you to rub her feet.......that's it! If she wants more, she'll lay obvious hints (i.e. I'm going to take a shower and shave my legs...wanna join me?") That means, turn off the TV, do the Tivo thingy or whatever gets you into the shower with her.
4) DO NOT..under any circumstances get her anything that had an electric cord or batteries unless she specifically asks for it. NEVER
5) Just for a change, say, "Honey, I'll fix dinner, why don't you go relax and I'll take care of everything." If she's still alive at that point, she'll try to check the back of your neck to see where the aliens sucked you out!

Having said all of this, I must say, that for the last 4 years, when he's asked me what I want for Christmas I've said, "I want a carriage ride around the circle and dinner at Ruth's Crist." He'said EVERY time, "No, really, what do you want?"
Point being, #1 is the most important gift that you can give your lady/wife......to listen to her and care what she says.
On that note, he asked me to bake some of my famous sweet potato bread for him to take into work for his best friends. Since I llistened...........I'm off.
Chrissykins

Hello

I'm here......and VERY new at this! Welcome