I know it's not Monday, it is actally Tuesday.........night. But, I wanted to partake in Missy's Monday Memme. Check out Missy's Big Fish Stories. She's an excellent writer and a wonderful woman!
1). WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
That's a tough one.......let's seee.....my "pen" name is chosen by myself in memory of my favorite aunt. The Z part is my grandmother's maiden name. My given name? It is Italian, not named after anyone, but now there are a zillion of us in my family. Kinda like when I attend family reunions, which are either funerals or weddings and someone yells: Tony or Joe and about 80% of the males attending answer. Yeah, that is now me.......my name......the generic female name in my family. Only thing is I was the first! He!
2). WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
Oh, about 10 minutes ago and decided it would be more productive to write as opposed to cry.
3). DO YOU LIKE YOU HANDWRITING?
Yeah, it's fine, but some may disagree.....somewhat big and foo-foo.
4). WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Turkey.
5). DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
Yes, two boys....or supposedly 2 young men....supposedly.
6).IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
Yes, at least I'm loyal and pretty honest.
7). DO YOU USE SARCASM?
In the older days I would have answered that question with: Is the Pope Polish? But, that no longer applies. I think sarcasm helps me greatly to get through each day. So, yes.....I partake in sarcasm, regularly.
8). DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
Yes
9). WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
Oh, HELL no! I have a terrible fear of heights! NO WAY JOSE`!
10). WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
I don't eat cereal, lactose issues and soy milk is for coffee only. It once was granola or some other tutty, fruity, nutty, healthy stuff. Oh, I did like Rasin Bran also......POST.
11). DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
No, don't really own shoes with laces.
12). DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
Yes, and getting stronger everyday! Thank you God for giving me back me!
13). WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
See question # 10. If I could eat it, I would choose Dark Chocolate.......and in the Gelato form. But, I do eat Sorbetto...Sorbet, whatever.
14). WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
Their eyes and if they look me in my eyes and their body language.
15). RED OR PINK?
Most definitely RED! My favorite color.
16). WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
My stubborness.
17). WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
My Aunt. I really miss our 3 hour telephone conversations. She was even more talkative and long-winded than I. Perhaps, a cultural thing? Maybe.
18).DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU?
That is kinda their choice.
19). WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
Well.........pink capri sweats and barefoot count? It's Tuesday night.........a day late and I hate wearing shoes in the house.
20). WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
Wor wonton soup. My fish was still frozen, so I ordered Chinese. Tomorrow is another day.
21). WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO NOW?
My son text messaging someone and some lame ass movie.
22). IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
Red.
23). FAVORITE SMELLS?
Rain, lavender,the smell of freshly baked bread, coffee and the wierd one? Garlic and sauteed peppers. It's comforting. I would have to throw Spaghetti sauce simmering away in the mix as well. Childhoold comfort smells.
24). WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Sweetie.
25). DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS?
Well, she really didn't send it to me, but yes, I like her a lot. She's a great person!
26). FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
UGH!!!!!! I am a basketball widow, damn it! So none! Ok....that would be a lie. I acually like watching sports, I do. I just can get sick of them, quickly! I like basketball because we have a pro team and, well, it is exciting. Pro men AND women. I do like football and have watched a few pre-season games thus far. I am a Raider's fan (used to live in the East Bay) and Sweetie is a 49er fan (born in SF) . We had fun watching the pre-season game between the two. Too bad the Raider's lost and I had to hear Sweetie gloat all night. I proably will take more of an interest in baseball as the season ends. I did get to watch Barry Bonds beat the record.
27). HAIR COLOR?
Dark Brown some say black...........it's dark brown.
28). EYE COLOR?
green
29). DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
Sometimes
30). FAVORITE FOOD?
Anything from the sea, water.
31). SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
Happy endings
32). LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
I almost answered that incorrectly. I forgot. I just watched the ultimate in ChickFlicks........"Fried Green Tomatoes." I do really like/love that movie. Great story and characters.
33). WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
Pink
34). SUMMER OR WINTER?
Winter. I am probably the only living creature alive other than the nocturnal that loves when it gets darker earlier (hey, my kids come home earlier) and there is something nice and cozy warm simmering on my stove and I can sleep so comfortably under my down blanket! Yes, I am getting Fall fever.
35). HUGS OR KISSES?
Both, but probably a hug seeing it is more acceptable and easier to accomplish. In reality? Depending on who the recipient is.
36). FAVORITE DESSERT?
I hate to say it but I really don't eat sweets. If I do, it is a three-way tie between: Carrot Cake, Flan and Cheesecake. And, not neccessarily in that order.
37). MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
I don't own a crystal ball. It will be the element of surprise!
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
It's Been a Long, Long Time
Sure has.....July, Wow....Last time I wrote anything on this blog. I've had a lot that could actually been put down on paper but just have not felt complelled to write. So, I think I will do a nut-shell thing. This will be a great challenge, (seeing I'm somewhat long-winded and all) and puting anything in a "Nut-shell" just kinda goes against my nature. But, I will try.
The last month has brought about so many changes and realizations. I'm at home, not working.........yeah, I am, still catering, but not actually physically leaving my house to go to a place of business. That's stange. I'm here with my boyz and I really think we have now seriously exhausted eachother of ourselves. School starts next week and I am going to tap dance in the street! Get them outta here! But, that is not to say that I've not had some, many moments, of enjoyment and happiness. I am so thankful to have them and the time we've spent together. Geting closer even if so many hurdles have been placed. Just jump over them and go to the next.
The beginning of the month started with a fairly lucrative catering job, which............and this is a big which........I hired my ex-husband's, jazz band to play. Yeah........Well, the "host" of this party asked me if I knew of a good jazz band.....and, unforunately, I do........yes, we did this "gig" together, which (little which) worked out fine. It was before this gig that didn't work out so fine.
As I was preparing their food, boy number 2 confessed to me his true feelings about his father. They weren't good. In fact, I cried. I got to hear his pent up anger/frustration and hate (his words) towards his father. It broke my heart and I always knew, that eventually this would happen. I can only hold my ex responsible for this matter. He is the one who did an about face in their lives and basically traded them in for Sugar Mamma. I've been telling him for over the last year that this would eventually happen, but who am I? Remember, according to him?: I'm just completely nuts.....or.....unstable......the polite form. Either way? It still broke my heart! I hate what my divorce...our divorce.....has done to my kids.
Speaking of Sugar Mamma.........I gotta to meet her! What a piece of work. She's very attractive...very. But? She seriously has no personality and completely lacks any and all social graces. I went to a party that some mutual friends of both my ex's and mine were having. There she comes all up-scale, fake boob, porn-star lookng. Is there such a thing as an upscale, porn-star? Seriously. It's basically her age that leads to her attractiveness. When I'm 50, I hope I still look that good......in a sort of fake kinda way.......not!
She sat on my girlfriend's porch swing and would not talk to anyone. No one. Exept, she found it quite entertaining or amusing to evesdrop on whatever I was talking about at the next table. Everytime she thought that my back was turned, she would turn towards the table I was sitting at and strain to hear what I was talking about. Sweetie would turn towards her direction and just glare at her. He busted her all night. I just love him. He does have my back!
The next week? I was with boy#1 and I ran into another friend who never knew the connection. She finally figured out that my ex was my son's dad and went on and on and on about what she thought was my son's step mom. She told my son she felt so sorry for him because "that woman is so awful". They call her "Scarecrow". Scarecrow.......Sugar Mamma.......same thing.
Best compliment of my life will always be when my ex told me that Scarecrow/Sugar Mamma and I are "Polar Opposites".. Thank you, and yes there is a God. And thank he/she for giving me a personality AND a sense of humor!
A couple of days later? Boy#2 and his father went to blows in MY house! Boy#2's anger, frustration, etc.........came to fruition and I had to call the police. That was a joy. I reuse to ever allow myself to be harmed breaking up a physical fight between two grown men, that, I might add.....are a hell of lot bigger than I am!!!!!!! Police did not show until I left, to go get my severly damaged glasses fixed........Two fucking hours later! They told me I need to file a restraining order against my ex. HMMMMMMMMMMMMM.......let's see..........my words? And I quote: You know? My only agenda here is to PROMOTE a relationship WITH their father as opposed to push him further away. What does a restaining order do????? PUSH him even further away! Mandatory counseling would be a better option to a restraining order! (That would be tooooooo logical).
Ex? Sprained (poor baby) finger.........Boy#2? Bruised arm............... Real good............"MEN"!
Boy#2 turned 17 last week. Ok...........now act like a man since you so desparately want to be treated in that manner.
Sweetie? Well...........he's working about 12-16 hour days. I barely get to see him. Accorrding to him, he's doing all of this for me. That's another part that breaks my heart. He's moving in with us the beginning of the year and wants a bunch of money, in the bank, to re-do my loan. Ok........yeah, I can appreciate that and am very greatful. However, I just want your extra time and your...........kiss. I don't want someone who falls asleep at 8:30 at night.
Another challenge/hurdle of the month? I found out that I've had no homeowners insurance on my home for the last three months. Ex-man decided to "let it lapse." It's not his house, so why bother, why care? Another legal issue that is being addressed. But, I've over-come that one by only blaming me. I always took care of those "little" things.......then, I threw in the towel, stupidly, and handed the reigns to him. That's been rectified and a new policy has been issued and placed into effect under an emergency situatiion. The positive? Again, these are the signs in life that tell me, for real, that there is truly a God and that I have one hell of a Guardian Angel who is sincerely working overtime!
I'm going back to school in September...........and?????? I'm working on my third, yes, third interview with a local paper. It's a very, very......liberal, weekly rag.......that I'm very excited about. It will be mostly advertising, with??????? some writing. And the pay is good, the benefits are good, it's all good.
But? I've got to get a manicure and soon. If there are any typos.....it's not me. Well, it is.......but not me really. I've got to get these long-ass nails cut! Tomorrow......providing there are not any major hurdles to jump! So much fo he nut-shell.....not going to happen. Oh, that just reminded me about watching a squirell die Sunday. That was just painful. Nah.....alls I'm going to say is that was just cruel.......he fell out of a tree in front of my parents' house and I hate to watch anything suffer. We'll just leave that one be. I need to continually remind myself that I can not controll everything and that shit will happen. Just learn from it and move on.
Ciao,
Angie
The last month has brought about so many changes and realizations. I'm at home, not working.........yeah, I am, still catering, but not actually physically leaving my house to go to a place of business. That's stange. I'm here with my boyz and I really think we have now seriously exhausted eachother of ourselves. School starts next week and I am going to tap dance in the street! Get them outta here! But, that is not to say that I've not had some, many moments, of enjoyment and happiness. I am so thankful to have them and the time we've spent together. Geting closer even if so many hurdles have been placed. Just jump over them and go to the next.
The beginning of the month started with a fairly lucrative catering job, which............and this is a big which........I hired my ex-husband's, jazz band to play. Yeah........Well, the "host" of this party asked me if I knew of a good jazz band.....and, unforunately, I do........yes, we did this "gig" together, which (little which) worked out fine. It was before this gig that didn't work out so fine.
As I was preparing their food, boy number 2 confessed to me his true feelings about his father. They weren't good. In fact, I cried. I got to hear his pent up anger/frustration and hate (his words) towards his father. It broke my heart and I always knew, that eventually this would happen. I can only hold my ex responsible for this matter. He is the one who did an about face in their lives and basically traded them in for Sugar Mamma. I've been telling him for over the last year that this would eventually happen, but who am I? Remember, according to him?: I'm just completely nuts.....or.....unstable......the polite form. Either way? It still broke my heart! I hate what my divorce...our divorce.....has done to my kids.
Speaking of Sugar Mamma.........I gotta to meet her! What a piece of work. She's very attractive...very. But? She seriously has no personality and completely lacks any and all social graces. I went to a party that some mutual friends of both my ex's and mine were having. There she comes all up-scale, fake boob, porn-star lookng. Is there such a thing as an upscale, porn-star? Seriously. It's basically her age that leads to her attractiveness. When I'm 50, I hope I still look that good......in a sort of fake kinda way.......not!
She sat on my girlfriend's porch swing and would not talk to anyone. No one. Exept, she found it quite entertaining or amusing to evesdrop on whatever I was talking about at the next table. Everytime she thought that my back was turned, she would turn towards the table I was sitting at and strain to hear what I was talking about. Sweetie would turn towards her direction and just glare at her. He busted her all night. I just love him. He does have my back!
The next week? I was with boy#1 and I ran into another friend who never knew the connection. She finally figured out that my ex was my son's dad and went on and on and on about what she thought was my son's step mom. She told my son she felt so sorry for him because "that woman is so awful". They call her "Scarecrow". Scarecrow.......Sugar Mamma.......same thing.
Best compliment of my life will always be when my ex told me that Scarecrow/Sugar Mamma and I are "Polar Opposites".. Thank you, and yes there is a God. And thank he/she for giving me a personality AND a sense of humor!
A couple of days later? Boy#2 and his father went to blows in MY house! Boy#2's anger, frustration, etc.........came to fruition and I had to call the police. That was a joy. I reuse to ever allow myself to be harmed breaking up a physical fight between two grown men, that, I might add.....are a hell of lot bigger than I am!!!!!!! Police did not show until I left, to go get my severly damaged glasses fixed........Two fucking hours later! They told me I need to file a restraining order against my ex. HMMMMMMMMMMMMM.......let's see..........my words? And I quote: You know? My only agenda here is to PROMOTE a relationship WITH their father as opposed to push him further away. What does a restaining order do????? PUSH him even further away! Mandatory counseling would be a better option to a restraining order! (That would be tooooooo logical).
Ex? Sprained (poor baby) finger.........Boy#2? Bruised arm............... Real good............"MEN"!
Boy#2 turned 17 last week. Ok...........now act like a man since you so desparately want to be treated in that manner.
Sweetie? Well...........he's working about 12-16 hour days. I barely get to see him. Accorrding to him, he's doing all of this for me. That's another part that breaks my heart. He's moving in with us the beginning of the year and wants a bunch of money, in the bank, to re-do my loan. Ok........yeah, I can appreciate that and am very greatful. However, I just want your extra time and your...........kiss. I don't want someone who falls asleep at 8:30 at night.
Another challenge/hurdle of the month? I found out that I've had no homeowners insurance on my home for the last three months. Ex-man decided to "let it lapse." It's not his house, so why bother, why care? Another legal issue that is being addressed. But, I've over-come that one by only blaming me. I always took care of those "little" things.......then, I threw in the towel, stupidly, and handed the reigns to him. That's been rectified and a new policy has been issued and placed into effect under an emergency situatiion. The positive? Again, these are the signs in life that tell me, for real, that there is truly a God and that I have one hell of a Guardian Angel who is sincerely working overtime!
I'm going back to school in September...........and?????? I'm working on my third, yes, third interview with a local paper. It's a very, very......liberal, weekly rag.......that I'm very excited about. It will be mostly advertising, with??????? some writing. And the pay is good, the benefits are good, it's all good.
But? I've got to get a manicure and soon. If there are any typos.....it's not me. Well, it is.......but not me really. I've got to get these long-ass nails cut! Tomorrow......providing there are not any major hurdles to jump! So much fo he nut-shell.....not going to happen. Oh, that just reminded me about watching a squirell die Sunday. That was just painful. Nah.....alls I'm going to say is that was just cruel.......he fell out of a tree in front of my parents' house and I hate to watch anything suffer. We'll just leave that one be. I need to continually remind myself that I can not controll everything and that shit will happen. Just learn from it and move on.
Ciao,
Angie
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