Wednesday, February 27, 2008


Stuck on you...

A friend of mine is a principal at a local elementary school. K - 6. The art classes are so large that they require a sub teacher to come in to help one day a week. Apparently, the woman subbing is somewhat sane on her best day. This is a fact recognized by the principal and all teachers that work with her. As one kid put it, (after having been sent to the principal's office by said teacher) "She's crazy!".

As you are all adults, I'm sure this will not be wasted on you. This poor woman who is of questionable sanity was trying to keep control over a class of 6th graders. She sat down in her chair, and when she went to rise; she couldn't....She was Super-Glued to her chair.

My question is: When did we start disrespecting the crazy teachers?? They have rights. I didn't think so when I was actually IN school...but Goddamn! Don't Crazy Glue the bitch that might have a hand in determining your grade!

Can I be the next Career Speaker??


Sunday, February 24, 2008

Ooops...I think I dropped something!

This post is a buzz kill. A very good friend of mine found her boyfriend dead yesterday. He had been suffering from mental illness for about 2 1/2 years. It is unclear as to whether he purposely overdosed or not. The autopsy is on Monday. I SO suck at this. I can be faced with a room full of 150 people and make them bend at my will; but I can't find the right words to say to my friend that has lost her partner of 18 years. I spent last night with her watching her go through a different emotion every minute. I just kept telling her that I loved her and I would do anything she needed me to do. Is there anything else I can say? Are there special secret words you can say to someone that will make them feel better in a situation like this?

Any thoughts are welcome...


Tuesday, February 19, 2008

It's Juicy....

Has anyone else seen this story??

I am SOOOO out of the loop. Out of curiousity, I tried to sign on to the site but was totally rebuffed. The whole thing makes me thankful I am the age I am. This is the equivalent of writing on a bathroom wall. And the only people you had to worry about seeing it were the people that were THAT BORED while they were doing their business. I, Miss Scarlett, obviously never had to worry about myself. But, I did have several friends that may have made it to the wall.

Anyone out there that doesn't remember when John Lennon was killed; please fill me in on the whole "Juicy" thing. You're young enough to know.


Saturday, February 16, 2008


I personally love Sangria. While I'm drinking it. Not so much the next day. But that's not important. Apparently, there is a 75 year old law on the books in Virginia that says, "Thou shalt not make Sangria!". I'm exagerating. The law actually says that in the Commonwealth of Virginia, you cannot mix beer and/or liquour and /or wine with anything that represents itself as a shot of Koolaid with a hint of pee. I get lost in the legal jargon. In either case, a local restaurant was fined for making Sangria. I imagine a disgruntled employee was in the mix. There are still laws in South Carolina that oral sex & "woman on top" are illegal. Pick your battles.


Thursday, February 14, 2008

"I live in Georgia, Ok.....

and I was asked to do a monolouge called "Cunt" and I said, 'I don't think so, I have enough problems'." God bless Jane and her continued effort to keep herself in the limelight. Who else saw the "Today" debaucle? Jane! You disgraced yourself and your country in Viet Nam, and performed half-ass in several movies. (I'll give her "Golden Pond") You've had your minutes! Go Away! Jesus! Even Andy Warhol knew when to die. Take the cue!

I don't like Jane...


Wednesday, February 13, 2008


For those of you that don't know, I live in the Washington, DC/Northern VA area. After watching the news and talking to an ass-load of people today (That's what I do) I have discovered that I may be the ONLY person that made it home last night in a reasonable time frame. Game On!


(It's the little things that keep you sane.)

Monday, February 11, 2008

Bite Me, Google

I signed up for a Google account under duress. I had to when I retrieved my Blogger account. Now I find that I can't comment on alot of the blogs I'm linked on because I CAN'T REMEMBER MY PASSWORD. And I'm not given the option "Can't remember my password". This may be the one thing that drives me to the brink. I've "Googled" the problem to no satisfaction. Anyone?


Mom is doing great! She's feeling stronger every day. She had some pain today; but she says it's not anything that she didn't expect. We had a great conversation tonight & I had her laughing. Always a good sign. Thank you again for your emails...


Friday, February 08, 2008

Pardon me?

Have you ever been in a relationship when you just want to look at the other person and say, " I hear what you're saying; but every single word out of your mouth just makes me want to stab myself in the eye with a Cross pen. A monogramed pen. With your initials. Over and Over." I too.


Mom is doing great!! Again, thank you for all the emails...your thoughts are very much appreciated.

Thursday, February 07, 2008


Mom is home and doing great!! Thanks to all of you that have sent well wishes. I will pass them along! I will update later....promise...

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