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Small Town Starlit
Wednesday, 30 March 2005
The Answers
Here's the deal. I was reading The Ramblings of a Redneck Diva the other day only to find a mention of me. "Oh how nice, she mentioned me," was my first thought. Then I read a little further and she called me a chicken! I am not a chicken. She wanted to ask me five questions. I quickly hurled an email her way. I told her I'd answer her five questions, in fact, I'd even answer six. So here goes...

1. If you could change one habit or behavior about yourself, what would it be?
I would be a morning person. Morning seems like the best time to get things done, and for the life of me, I can't get up early. I am also pretty grouchy in the morning. Chaddy has figured out to just leave me alone.

2. What would be your ideal broadcasting job? Hometown newsgirl? Hollywood entertainment reporter? Tell us how you'd like to see yourself on the TV.
I would totally be a talk show host! I would want to host a David Letterman type show, not one of those creepy "how many guys did she sleep with paternity" shows. I think I would be way better than Rosie O'Donnell was, and she was pretty good.

3. You and your four closest friends are taking a weekend trip somewhere. Where do you go? What do you do while you're free and wild for the weekend? Tell us how the weekend would go.
First we would hop a plane to Cancun where we would be met at the airport by Rico, our Mexican chauffeur. Rico would whisk us away to our beach front bungalows. We would immediately put on our brand new thong bikinis (Hey, we've been working out! Besides this is a fantasy anyway.) and lay at the edge of the water. Jose, our butler, would bring us everything on a silver platter. We would lay in our beach chairs sipping tropical drinks by day and party in the clubs all night! Okay, so I really would never party in the clubs of Cancun! Seriously, I would go to Ireland. We would rent a car and drive the countryside. We would only stay in bed-and-breakfasts.

4. What is your favorite grownup book? (I know Diary of a Worm ranks pretty high on your list, but answer this question with a book that doesn't have pictures, lol)
Is it fair to ask a Kindergarten teacher's favorite book and put this no picture stipulation on it? I really like The Kennedy Curse. I also like Mole People. Gosh, I like Lance Armstrong's It's Not About the Bike too. Um, I also really like all of Nora Roberts' romance novels. I know, I know...how cheesy! I can't help it, they're a guilty pleasure!

5. If you had to choose between: bungee jumping, driving in a demolition derby, drag racing, parasailing or sky diving, which would you choose and why?
Okay, the easiest way for this one may be a process of elimination. Demolition derby and drag racing are out because I have some major issues with driving. I am a white knuckle ten and two driver just on the streets of Mudville! Sky diving is out for what I would hope would be a pretty obvious answer for most people. I would never ever want to jump out of an airplane! I like life. I have no desire to try to end it. I would most likely have a heart attack on the way down and die. Bungee jumping, again, I would probably have a heart attack and die on the way down. Why would anyone want to jump off of a bridge, cliff, whatever with a rubber band attached to them. I don't think that the fall would be as bad as the upward jerk. So, I guess I'm left with parasailing. I have actually wanted to do this for some time. I was all set to go when we were in Cancun last summer, but the hotel people told me it was too dangerous. I don't know about you, but when the Mexicans say something is dangerous I believe them. I mean, those people do anything! But, if I had to do something, it would be parasailing.

6. Would you rather slide down a 40 foot slide laced with razor blades into a vat of alcohol OR would you rather suck a dead man's nose until his chest caved in?
I get it. Do not tempt the Diva thy blogger. Never, under any circumstances ask for another question. Ugh! I hope that I am never actually faced with this choice. Goodness, I guess I would go with sucking the dead man's nose until his chest caved in. I mean, that's gross and all, but I would probably only be sick for a while. I'm guessing that the 40 foot razor blade slide would keep me hurting for a long time.


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Tuesday, 29 March 2005
I Am A Lo-o-o-ser...And Other Random Things About Me
Dad-gum big fancy casino! I won nothing. Nothing. Twice I had friends on machines that were winning like crazy. Twice I was told, "Oh take this machine. It's hitting like crazy." It was hitting like crazy until I sat down at it. I'm glad that all my friends won and all, but come on! It was my first Ladies Night in, like, four months. I totally should have won something.

Our school has an assembly each month and each month a different class hosts. Our assembly to host is on Monday. We have spent the last to afternoons preparing. We are playing a short game of wiffle ball and singing Take Me Out To The Ballgame. My job is so hard, huh. An afternoon of wiffle ball. Keep in mind that for the months I complained about my job, the kids were not the problem.

Here's the kind of friend I am: Tanya and I were walking out of the gym when her daughter and a friend walked up to us. The friend told Tanya, "I'm going." Tanya said, "Yeah! We are going to have fun." I said, "What are you doing?" Tanya said, "We're going camping on the next weekend that we have Friday off." Then, yes, I invited myself along. I didn't even have the decency to fish for an invite. I just said that I wanted to go along. I figure we're good enough friends that if she didn't want me going she'd say so.

I have hair on my arms. Not anything thick or manly, but I'm not one of those girls with no arm hair. On the inside of my right arm I grow a total man hair. I don't know why. It is black. It is thick. It is long. Why, oh why, do I have this man hair on my arm. One day I look down and it's nowhere to be found. The very next day I look down and it looks like it's been growin' there forever! Whenever I see it I yank it out. It's the only hair on that side of my arm. How weird is that. While I'm telling you about my freakish arm hair, I may as well fill you in on my freakish tear ducts. Seriously, this is something I thought everyone could do until I took scuba lessons seven years ago. Even after that I still figured it was common until last year when I saw someone doing the same thing on Discovery Channel's Beyond Human. They claimed that the guy they had was the only person who could do this. The whole time I'm like shouting at the t.v. "I can do it too! I'm BEYOND HUMAN!" I can blow air out of my tear ducts. When I first started diving I couldn't equalize pressure by holding my nose and blowing. All my air would come out of my eyes. And now you're saying, "What a weirdo!" Yup, I guess I am an oddity of nature.

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Monday, 28 March 2005
My First Ladies Night Since December 13
Whoo-hoo! I am totally stoked! I get to gamble at the big fancy casino tonight! I am so going to win, I just know it! I have read and reread the "The Idiot's Guide To Working At The Big Fancy Casino" and nowhere does it say that I can't gamble. It does mention that if you are "involuntarily terminated"(um, I'm pretty sure that's politically correct for FIRED) you are banned from the casino floor for thirty days. I was not "involuntarily terminated". I "voluntarily resigned". The manual says nothing about a time period of no gambling! SCORE!

I was a big fat sleepy sloth this weekend! I did nothing but lay in bed or on the couch. I did go eat at Chaddy's mom and dad's yesterday, but then it was home to my jamma's and the couch. We had a Samuel L. Jackson movie festival yesterday. We watched S.W.A.T. and Basic. Two very enthusiastic thumbs up! I have seen both of these several times, but...classics, they are classics. I think that when I am describing "shoot 'em up" action movies as "classics" it might be a sign that Chaddy and I have been together too long! Oh well, who cares. They're good movies.

Next Friday is my day to weigh in with Coach on his "this is how many pounds of fat you have on your body" scale thing. I told him that if I had a higher body fat percentage or more pounds of fat than I had before I will be MAD! I told him that if that happens I will boycott his weight room. He promises me that it won't happen, but come on...who trusts scales. Um, no one. This is my third week of consistently working out. Coach has put me on a plan that is cardio everyday and weights twice a week. He says, "You just want to tone, you don't want to bulk up." I'm listening to him for now. Although he also told me, "No soda, no chips, and no chocolate donuts." Yeah, I kinda pick and choose what I listen to.

Wish me luck! We are going to the Lucky Turtle (seriously, only an Oklahoma Indian Casino would be named the Lucky Turtle) for dinner (only in Oklahoma would you find a gas station/car wash/convenience store/restaurant/casino) and our $5.00 and then on to the big fancy casino for our $10.00. I am going to gamble and drink....just to show them I can!

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Saturday, 26 March 2005

It took me longer to drive to the dentist than it took for my exam. I only live a few blocks from the dentist. I have good teeth. I know...stop bragging. Basically he looked in my mouth, made a comment about everything looking good, and told me he would see me in six months. In the meantime we are going to have to pawn everything we own to pay for Chaddy's dental work.

My mom's side of the family eats breakfast every Saturday together. Just as we walked in this morning, my two year old cousin hurled. Yup, right there at the bar. So, I really thought that his mom would not send him over to my house for the afternoon as planned. Guess what, she sent him. As I was trying to organize egg dying for three children the poor kid starts puking some more. Hello!! What is it with me and puke lately? I called his mom and was like, "Um, could you go ahead and come back for him?" What a bummer! This was his first year to dye eggs for Easter! Oh, did I forget to mention? His mom refuses to dye eggs at their house. "It's too messy." What's the big deal? Cover 'em up with an old t-shirt and let them go at it! We had fun, even with the puke. They were all gone by 12:00 and I was in bed by 12:30. I got up about thirty minutes ago and made some Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. Yummmy! I have also eaten half a bag of Whopper's Robin Eggs. How can a girl resist? I have been watching the entire season of Newlyweds. The series ends on Wednesday. It is the end of an era. How will we survive without our weekly Jessica-isms? Oh alright, I guess we'll manage.

Did I ever mention that Chaddy was going to paint our computer/Jeep room camouflage? It was a great idea! He even sketched it out all over the walls. Too bad its not even half painted. That is the story of our lives. We have a hole in the bathroom wall where a water/plumbing thing was fixed. We don't have switch plate covers on alot of outlets, and blah, blah, blah. I think that's just how it is once you own your own home. Someday we'll get everything fixed and sell the place.

Jessica is practicing her stunt driving for Dukes of Hazard in this episode of Newlyweds. I can't wait to see that movie! I hope that don't screw it up. I am loving that CMT is airing old episodes of the Dukes of Hazard. I watched one last night. Quality television programing, I say.

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It's Saturday!
Ugh! I am so ready for spring to just get here already! We were teased by a few days of sunshiny wonderful days and now all we get is 45 degree gray days. Seriously, in Oklahoma, if you don't like the weather just wait a few minutes. It will change. I am kinda hoping for a nice hail storm. I would like the hail to penetrate my roof, go through the ceiling and hit the floor. That way I would get a new roof and new carpet. Two years ago it seemed like it hailed everyday in the spring. For some reason the hail rarely crossed a particular street and we only got hail at our house once. I guess we leave just beyond the Great Hail Barrier or something.

I am getting ready to go to the dentist. That's a great way to start a Saturday morning, huh. The hygienist said that I only have a couple of pits in one molar. Apparently these pits are common, however, my pits are fairly deep. She said the dentist may want to fill them and may not. Well, I do not want to fill them unless they are cavities. You see, Chaddy's dental work is costing close to an arm and a leg and I see no reason for unnecessary work for me. Let's wait six months or so and see what happens with these pits. Chaddy had three fillings yesterday. He has to go to a specialist to see if another tooth can be saved or not. If it can be saved then he will have a root canal. If it can't be saved then it will be pulled and Chaddy will have to get a bridge. Aren't you glad that you have been updated on all of our dental needs. I know that's just what you have been waiting for!


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Wednesday, 23 March 2005

I am such a good little wife! We are on Day 2 of doing laundry, keeping the house clean, and cooking dinner. Yes, I have cooked dinner two nights in a row. Just call me Betty. Crocker, that is. I don't have a whole lot of time as Chaddy is home and we are spending "quality time" together. It doesn't happen so much anymore, so it's nice just to lay around on the couch watching Law and Order. Today was a whirlwind day. We had book buddies this morning, a birthday party, and an Easter Egg Hunt this afternoon. I worked out after school today. I am so getting myself ready to wear that new thong I bought a few weeks ago. I can't wait! Now, did you really think that I would climb into a thong? Seriously...I would never! I wore a bathing suit for the first time in, like, four years last summer. I only wore it because we were on foreign soil. I usually wear board shorts and a tank top. Um, yeah, I do wear a swimsuit top under the tank. Although I have seen some women with just a tank top on and flattering it is not.


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Sunday, 20 March 2005

Chaddy stayed out at the hill on Friday night. I caught a ride into town with Big C. Saturday morning I got up, showered, and ran over to pick up mom. Okay, so I didn't run, although I could probably use it. Anyway...we went to breakfast at Woody's. I think I've said before that it is, like, the biggest dive ever! Seriously, I had mentioned to a friend that I eat there every Saturday so one morning she and her husband decide to try it out. "We walked into a cloud of smoke. There were no empty seats, and Rip Van Winkle was drinking coffee at the bar." Yup! That's the Woody's I know and love. By the way, Rip Van Winkle is actually Charlie. I have all the kiddos thinking that he's really Santa. They totally buy it! After breakfast, Mom and I hit two Native American Gaming Facilities. Isn't that I nice way to say "Indian Casino"? Wow! We lost and lost and lost. Quapaw Casino had this really strange, overpowering odor. I told mom that they might want to take a look around. Someone may have died while sitting at a machine. We didn't stay long as the smell was so strong we could taste it. Gross, I know. What do you do when you've have already gambled at two casinos on a Saturday morning? Drive to Joplin for lunch, of course. We ate at Applebees. Yummy! We shared spinich/artichoke dip and Fiesta Lime Chicken. On the way home we stopped at Baxter Wal-Mart. This Wal-Mart is not anything like our Wal-Mart Hell. It is small. It is friendly. I can almost hear the theme song to Cheers as I push open the door. Yes, I said push open the door. They don't have that fancy automatic door stuff there! You can stand at the front door of the is Wal-Mart and see all four walls. Then it was back to Miami. I had to work for the last time at the big fancy casino. That's what I thought anyway. I'm going to go ahead and work Monday night. She wanted me to work today...Um, NO. My brother is in town (sorta), I'm going to see him. But, I caved when she asked about Monday. I really didn't intend to leave anyone in a bind. So last night was the 38 Special concert. Let me just say...38 Special, not so special. They were just loud. The big haired chicks totally dug them though. You could tell that they were trying to relive the 80's last night. So this morning I woke up about 9:00 and layed in bed until 10:00. My girls were very understanding about me sleeping in until 10:00. Boston started knocking my glasses off my face and Jersey started jumping up and down on my stomach. Owch! She weighs almost 60 pounds! And now, here I sit, polishing off the last of the two dozen chocolate frosted Krispy Kreme donuts. No worries though. I'm going to Tulsa today and I am sooo going to pick up more!

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Friday, 18 March 2005

Good Lord! Has it really been a whole week since I posted to my blog? Well, I guess it has. An eventful week, too. So, let me catch ya up.

Saturday, March 12th
I got up and went to the little greasy spoon dive that we always eat breakfast at on Saturday. I ate with my family. Mom and I hit the casinos after and then Wal-Mart. We also went to Hibbett Sports and Stage in search of new sneaks for me and Chaddy. By noon we had experienced all of what Mudville has to offer. Boring! Saturday afternoon I went to work out. Seriously. I am sooo going to make this an everyday thing.

Sunday, March 13th
I worked at the big fancy casino. Hello, boring much. I sold three tickets all day. The rubberband ball is gone for good, but I have taken to playing solitaire on the computer for fun.

Monday, March 14th
I worked out! Tanya and I are going to be the hotties of Flint Creek! We are sooo going to be sportin' thongs this summer. Okay, so I'm kiddin' about the thongs, but I would really like to look good this summer. Tanya and I hit one casino for lunch and another for gambling. I had to work at the big fancy casino. I handed out Ladies Night cards and said "Good luck!, Win big!, Hit a jackpot!" over and over and over.

Tuesday, March 15th
I worked out this morning. That's three, just in case you were wondering. I worked out, ran to the bank, and made it home by 10:00am. Then I packed and was ready to leave with Kathy by 11:00. Yes, the Kathy that sees dead people. We went to St. Louis. Spencer, her little boy, had to have some tests and stuff at the children's hospital. When we got to St. Louis we hit a Target for some new trains for Spencer and Easter candy for me and ate at a Chinese place. We were tired from the drive so we went on to the Ronald McDonald House. I had never stayed at one before, and I was mega-impressed. It was two old homes joined together. We walked into our room, and I was, like, "SCORE! We got bunkbeds! I get the top!" Whoo-hoo! I hadn't slept on a bunkbed since elementary school. The house was really neat. It was, I think, $5.00 a night for us to stay there. We had a chore to do every night. Ours was to clean the microwaves. No big deal.

Wednesday, March 16th
We got up early to go to the hospital. It's a children's hospital. It was really cool in a Patch Adams kinda way. Again, I was really impressed. The facility and the staff were all great. We checked in and then it was down to have chest x-rays. Little Man was not into the x-rays at all. When Kathy and I walked into the room the lady asked if there was any chance that either of us was pregant. "Good God, I hope not!" Was my reply. Kathy pointed out that that was sort of a silly question. "I guess there's always a chance, huh." After the x-rays we went to have his echo-something. This was really cool.It was sort of like an ultrasound thing, but looked at his heart. I thought we were looking at a monkey's face for the first few minutes. It had eyes and a mouth that was opening and closing. Then, the guy changed something and it was all color. It totally looked like NexRad radar. When we left Kathy asked if I knew what we had been looking at. "Well, I saw the monkey in Spencer's chest and then I was just trying to figure out if it was snowing or raining in there." She said that it actually is a form of Doplar radar that they use. That would explain the band of snow moving northeast. After Spencer's weather report we went upstairs to his room. I thought it was really cool that so many people remembered him and knew his name. Kathy said that many of the nurses and doctors have been with them since birth. They came in and drugged him and tried to put in an IV. The nurse just tried once and then got the doctor to do it. We went to have a profusion scan done. I'm still not quite sure what that was. It was done in an MRI machine though, so he had to lay still. They drugged him some more. Then they took him right in for the heart cath. Kathy and I grabbed a bite to eat, grabbed the chocolate out of the car, and went back to his room to wait. It went really fast. They didn't have to do anything else when they got in. They thought they might have to. When they brought Spencer back out he had to lay still for six hours. He slept through most of it. They went ahead and dismissed him at about 9:00. We went to a Wal-Greens that is next to the hospital. There was a security guy out front. "Hey lady, do you know where you're at?" The security guy asked Kathy. "Yes." She replied. "Oh. We don't see very many white people over here." Nice. Not that I mind being the only white person in a group. That kinda thing has never bothered me, but to have a security guard point it out was a little weird. We grabbed some McDonalds and went back to the RMH. We ate in the kitchen because it is absolutely against Ronald's sacrad rules to eat in your room. When we got back upstairs I went to take a shower. Kathy and Spencer were gone when I got back. Then they came in and Kathy had a towel on her head. Spencer had puked all over Kathy, the bed, and the floor. I told Kathy just to hold him and that I would clean it up. I mean, come on, it's not like I didn't just dig through Lucky Charm puke for a quarter.

Thursday, March 17th
And the day began with milk puke. Poor Little Man slept all night and then drank some milk first thing in the morning. Not quite ready for that we found. So we gathered all of our things, cleaned the room, and hit the road. We went to the brewery for the tour. How cool is the Budweiser plant! Oh my gosh! Totally worth a trip to St. Louis! It looks just like Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. The Mashing Room (I think that's what it was called.) was four floors with an open staircase on both sides. I could totally see Oompa-Loompas singing and dancing up and down the stairs. After the brewery tour we stopped at Krispy Kreme. Yummmy! We each bought two dozen donuts. We got home about 5:00. I just went to Kathy's house because we were all going out to the hill anyway.

Friday, March 18th
Today! I slept in a bit this morning. I picked Mom up for lunch. I went to get my check at the big fancy casino and talk to my boss. She wasn't there so I cashed my check and hit Wal-Mart and the sports store. I got my dogs a TON of toys. I'm hoping that all the new stuff will curb their intrest in our stuff. We'll see. I got new sneakers for me and Chaddy and a pair of cool fleece pants for me. All that and I only spent $80.00! I am, like, the thriftiest girl ever! The shoe girl was showing me all kinds of shoes. I was, like, "Um could I see the one that is on the best sale?" Yeah, after my coupon, my New Balances were ten bucks! Beat that, come on! I got a hold of my boss on the phone. I know that this is going to come as a shock to many of you, but I quit my job at the big fancy casino. Here's the deal. I did it for FUN. I was supposed to work just events. I went from working events to working Monday and events. Then it was Sunday, Monday, and events. Now it's Sunday, Monday, Thursday, and events. I have a real job. This was just for fun. It's not fun when I never see Chaddy. I was missing him like crazy! So, I knew I had been a really valuable employee when she said, "Okay, I'll need you to help out tomorrow and that's it." No, "Oh, don't quit." No, "Let's work something out." Nope. None of that. I guess I'll wear my smest one last time. I am so going to auction my smest off on E-Bay. Watch for a link.

So, that's my week in a nutshell. Or in my case, a donut hole. I have single handedly eaten a whole bag of Whoppers Robin's Egg candies and about one dozen chocolate frosted Krispy Kreme donuts. But hey, I'm drinkin' caffeine-free diet soda. It all balances out. I have missed you, all of my blogging buddies. I will try not to be gone so long again!

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Friday, 11 March 2005
Treasure
Today was certainly a day for treasure hunting! We always celebrate St. Patrick's Day the Friday before the actual day because we are always on Spring Break for the holiday. I donned my Lucky Charms pajama pants and my neon green t-shirt this morning. Then I had to run to Wal-Mart Hell to pick up a new green hat and other Shamrock-ish accessories. I have a hat and sunglasses somewhere, but for the life of me I couldn't find them this morning. I should've known that a day started at Wal-Mart Hell could not go well! Oh my! The looks I got from the Wal-Mart Hell walkers this morning! When I checked out the cashier said, "Boy, you're green today." "Yes, it's for St. Patrick's Day" "Today isn't St. Patrick's Day," she replied. And, then, if I would have been able to think quick enough, I should have said, "Shit! What am I going to do now? I don't have time to go home and change before work!" Instead I simply explained the early Kindergarten celebration. Then it was off to Kindergarten! Dollar draws for everyone! Hey, public schools gotta make some money somehow! We filled a kiddie pool with green beer and everyone got a straw. Okay, so now I'm just kidding. No beer! We did follow a rainbow to a pot of gold. No kidding! I always take that rainbow yarn and string it all over the playground. Then I put a black pot filled with Werther's candies at the end. Get it? We followed the rainbow. The kids love it. I do it ever year. So, that was the first treasure hunt of the day. The most pleasant one too. The next treasure hunt came during nap time. My little kiddos were all laying down being really good when one of my girls shouted, "Mrs. Murphy! He's puking!" Well, up I jumped. I ran across the room as I was pulling my lanyard, hat, and shamrock lei off. Yes, he had indeed "puked". I hate to give too much information, but here goes...it looked just like dog puke. We had "St. Patrick's Day treats" AKA Lucky Charms before lunch and they look an awful lot like dog food in vomit. But anyway...so I get to him and start patting him on the back, wiping his face, and assuring him that he will be okay. I asked, "Does your belly hurt?" He replied, "No, I felt fine 'til I swallowed the quarter." "You felt...WHAT?" "You swallowed a QUARTER?" Sure enough, he had swallowed one of his quarters. Seriously, how many times can I tell them to leave the quarters in their backpacks? See what happens! Anyway, he quit crying when I pulled on the latex glove to "treasure hunt" in his hurl-age. Alas, no quarter was found. Again I assured him that he would still be fine. Another one of my kids shouted, "Don't worry! I swallowed a marble, and I'm fine." So I called his mom. She said she would just call the doctor. I was pretty sure that they would just tell her to "watch" for it. I got back to the room and told him that his mommy and daddy were going to get to go on the best treasure hunt ever! "You're poo's going to be worth at least twenty-five cents!" I told him. He just giggled. Mrs. Tina told him that we were going to take him to the cafeteria lady and trade him in for an ice cream cone. He's worth the quarter it costs for ice cream. So that was my day. Kindergarten teacher, lets add one more item to my job description: Puke digger.

SPRING BREAK!!! "All capitals?" You ask. "YOU BET!!" I am totally stoked about a week off! I am going with my friend, Kathy, to St. Louis on Tuesday. We'll be there until Thursday. We were going to try to go to Grant's Farm, but I saw on their website that they don't open until April. So, I guess we won't be going there.

Have a great day!

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Wednesday, 9 March 2005
The Spray Paint Story
Big Brother said: Just wondering...How does that mud compare to flat black rustoleum spray paint?

Okay, so it's seriously a wonder that I turned out to be an intelligent, responsible adult! Wait a minute! It's a wonder I lived through childhood at all! When I was but a wee little baby I was left in the care of a not so responsible person. The not so responsible caretaker handed Big Brother, who was all of two and a half years old, a can of flat black rustoleum spray paint. He was then instructed to "go paint something." He painted his newest possession. His baby sister. Yeah, I'm a Small Town Starlit and I have survived growing up in our country's largest Superfund site, playing on the chat pile in my grandma's backyard everyday, and having my face spray painted black. If I didn't have lead poisoning, I could be a member of MENSA!

By the way, Big Brother is also responsible for my claustrophobia. Yeah, a girl can only be stuffed in that little space under a hide-a-bed so many times before developing some issues.

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