Mosquitos

Someone sent this to me:

Mosquito Spray...Worth a try

I was at a deck party awhile back, and the bugs were having a ball biting everyone.



A man at the party sprayed the lawn and deck floor with Listerine, and the little demons disappeared.


The next year I filled a 4-ounce spray bottle and used it around my seat whenever I saw mosquitoes. And voila! That worked as well. It worked at a picnic where we sprayed the area around the food table, the children's swing area, and the standing water nearby. During the summer, I don't leave home without it.....Pass it on.




I haven't actually tried this yet, but I'm going to. It sounds pretty good.

Who Really Knows the Answer?

This is my entry for Blogophilia Week 13



Week 13 Topic: Who Really Knows The Answer?
bonus points:
(hard, 2 points): use the phrase "six at the price of one"
(easy, 1 point): use the phrase "bane of my existence"

There are many questions in our lives that we never really know the answer to. Sometimes we just have to leave it behind and move on. I’m going to share with you an experience I had in the past. It concerns a problem that I had in my marriage that I never really got an answer to. If you aren’t in the mood to read about real life problems, or to listen to my man-bashing, then move on to the next blog, because this is all I’ve got.

2 years ago my husband and I were separated. He was working in another town, and driving 2 hours one way to and from work. Keep in mind that we were separated because of past infidelities on his part. I was still handling the finances, paying both his bills and mine with our combined income. I started noticing on his phone bill a lot of long phone calls to and from the same phone number. They all took place in the morning while driving to work, or in the evening while driving home. This occurred just about every day.

After seeing the calls on 2 consecutive phone bills, I decided that I would call the number and find out who it was, rather than ask him. I called it and, big surprise, a female answered by the name of Allison. This was the Allison that worked with him out of town. She lived there in the town where he worked. I asked her why she and my husband were spending so much time on the phone together. She said that she was still learning her job, and he was explaining stuff to her about the job. Whatever, I’ll just bet he was. I told her I didn’t think it was appropriate, and that I would appreciate it if all future learning would take place on the job, while on the clock, not after hours. Of course, don’t think for a minute that I believed her lame-ass excuse for the phone calls. She apologized and said she would never want to cause problems in my marriage, she was oh so sorry, and would not be calling his cell phone anymore. Hah!

When I questioned him about the calls, he gave me the same excuse. Of course, she may have, and probably did, call him and give him the heads up. (no pun intended) He promised the calls would stop, and he would do all further “instructing” during the workday, rather than after work. By the way, this man’s motto is “tell them what they want to hear” and “that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.”

Of course, the calls continued for the next 2 months. The only difference was that they were all incoming from her, but not outgoing from him. That was probably just a scheme on his part to pacify me. Of course he says he can’t help it if she keeps calling him. Can he not help it when his lame-ass hand picks up the phone and says hello? I told him he better take care of it or I would be paying her a visit. He promised he would tell her to stop calling. Now why do us women always want to threaten the other woman when it’s really our man who is to blame?

Now this skanky woman, and I’m not exaggerating here, had become, basically, the bane of my existence. I hated her with a passion. I felt that if it were not for women like her, there wouldn’t be near as many affairs going on. Sike! Again - it’s men like him that are the real cause of the affairs - because THEY ARE THE MARRIED ONES! This woman was single, in her early 20’s, still lived with Mom and Dad. She wasn’t anything special to look at. Kind of short and dumpy. However, when it comes to flirting, compliments, praising, listening, sympathy, and promises of “what I can do for you“, most men are not real picky as to what a women looks like. They just love the attention as their egos swell to vast proportions. This is the type of woman who just loved to make references to BJ’s, and other things of a sexual nature, just to get a guy’s mind on that sort thing while he’s talking to her. I’m sure she promised him “six at the price of one“ as she bragged about her abilities in that area. Again, I hated her with a passion.

To make a long story short - I never actually confronted her. After those 2 months had passed, the calls stopped altogether. After some more time had passed, he had moved us with him to that town. He came home from work to me every evening. I came face to face with her a couple times at his job, and she had the nerve to smile and hold out her hand for me to shake. Of course I didn’t. I just turned and walked away. She wasn’t worth my time. She eventually quit the job and moved with her parents to Hawaii. Poor thing. She just couldn’t make it living on her own. Aloha!

As for him, he promised that nothing ever happened between them. I didn’t believe it then, and I don’t believe it now. The problem was resolved on it’s own by her moving away. That doesn’t mean he wasn’t guilty, because he was. Guilty of SOMETHING - even if it was just inappropriateness, though it was probably more, but maybe not EVERYTHING.

Who really knows the answer? I know that I will never know. I choose to not dwell on it for now. I believe that a cheater will eventually cheat again. I hope not, but it is highly likely. I will never fully trust again. I choose to live my life with my eyes wide open.

Wormholes

This is my entry for week 12 of Blogophilia.





Week 12 Topic: This Is The New "Hip"
bonus points (hard, 2 points): reference the Einstein-Rosen bridge
bonus points (easy, 1 point): include purple legwarmers


Final day to post: May 26, midnight GMT.


I read this week's topic, and I had to google the Einstein-Rosen bridge, because I didn't have any idea what it was.  It turns out to be the same thing as a wormhole - a tunnel connecting two universes.  Some brilliant physicists developed this idea.   Most normal people like me don't think that way.  I was surprised to find out how many people knew what a wormhole was.  Maybe it is the new "hip" to appear to be genius?  I don't know, but the only "hip" I can relate to is wearing purple leg-warmers as a teenager.  Anyway, there's something about a black hole that one would enter that would take you to another universe. That hole is the Einstein-Rosen bridge.  It supposedly can take you to another universe, and another place in time. 

Here's a humorous poem I found that perfectly sums it up:

There was a young lady named Bright

Who traveled much faster than light

She set out one day

In a relative way

And returned on the previous night

by A.H. Reginald Buller

Physics was not my favorite class.  I totally do not understand all the mumbo jumbo terms and theories about this whole wormhole thing:
theory of relativity, black holes, the Reissner-Nordstrom black hole, the Kerr black hole, the Schwarzschild black hole, cosmic censorship conjecture, hyperspace, cosmological physics, quantum gravity, quantum mechanics, energy density, etc.

I can relate to a wormhole being something like the hole that Alice in Wonderland chased the rabbit down into.

Here's some of the scientific renditions of a wormhole:



This looks like some kind of listening device,



What's the significance of a bee entering another universe?



This just looks like some kind of modern, fancy tiled floor with a circular stairwell going upstairs.



boobies?



Maybe a colorful pedestal of some kind.



This just looks like DNA to me.



And this looks like one of those sea anemone creatures.



Or a weird looking mushroom.



This reminds me of those space weather thingies.



This one looks like an air filter.



Another stairwell.



And this is just strange.


I can totally not relate to any of that  stuff , and in all reality, it seems a bit scary to me- but this is what I can relate to: 
pretty artistic renditions of the wormhole - I like these much better.












And my favorite of all:

Images In The News - May 23, 2008

A Zimbabwean man takes refuge at the Milnerton police station after fleeing a fresh outbreak of anti-foreigner violence in Cape Town, South Africa, May 22, 2008.  

REUTERS/Mark Wessels

Spanish assistant bullfighter lies on the arena next to a bull during a bullfight at Maestranza bullring in Seville May 22, 2008.  

REUTERS/Marcelo Del Pozo

People displaced by Cyclone Nargis line up by their tents for United Nations Secretary General Ban Ki-Moon at a refugee camp in Kyondah village, Myanmar May 22, 2008. Ban Ki-Moon is on a tour to view conditions in Cyclone Nargis damaged areas and to meet with Myanmar government officials.  

REUTERS/Stan Honda

President George W. Bush kisses Erika Wyckoff, wife of Sergeant Charles Wyckoff, after she received her husband's posthumous Distinguished Service Cross for extraordinary heroism in action during a division review ceremony at Fort Bragg, home of the 82nd Airborne, in North Carolina May 22, 2008.  

REUTERS/Kevin Lamarque

Palestinians carry a wounded youth near the Karni crossing between the Gaza Strip and Israel May 22, 2008. Israeli soldiers shot and killed one Palestinian and wounded 10 others, medical workers said, after youths taking part in a Hamas rally against Gaza border closures approached Israel's Karni Crossing, medical workers said. An Israeli army spokesman said troops spotted armed men in the crowd, but had no immediate reports of any gunfire.  

REUTERS/Mohammed Salem

Paramilitary policemen are disinfected after searching for bodies of victims in the earthquake-affected Dujiangyan, Sichuan province May 21, 2008.  

REUTERS/Stringer

A man looks out a window of his home at the wreckage after a tornado hit Greeley, Colorado May 22, 2008.  

REUTERS/Bret Hartman

A man looks at a pig walking out from where it sleeps in Taipei May 22, 2008. The sole tenant of 151 Ti-Hua Street, Taipei pays no rent, does no work and won't mind being called a fat pig. She is a 150-kg (330 lb) sow after all. The pig's owner, a middle-aged man who declined to be interviewed, put her up at the tiny, blue-painted hut about two years ago when she got too big to share a living space with humans, neighbours say.  

REUTERS/Pichi Chuang

Children play in a dirty pond in the Karamoja region, 700 km (420 miles) northeast of the Ugandan capital Kampala, May 22, 2008.  

REUTERS/James Akena

Two cows suffering from malnutrition rest in drought-affected Los Chiles de San Carlos 300 km (187.5 miles) north of San Jose May 22, 2008. Hundreds of families have lost crops and livestock, and been without water, after a prolonged drought in the northern region of Costa Rica forcing the government to declare a national emergency, local media reported on Thursday.  

REUTERS/Juan Carlos Ulate

Just Some Random Stuff

I'm kind of agitated right now. My family frustrates me. Why? Because NO ONE FREAKIN' LISTENS TO ME!! And they wonder why I repeat myself all the time. Any time I have something important to convey to them, I tell them what they need to know, and ask do you hear me? They always say yes, I got it. But what really happens is that when they see my lips moving, they automatically put me on ignore. Then when the crucial moment in time arrives, guess what? They didn't remember what I said, and they need Mom (or wife) to bail them out. Why? They're out to drive me crazy!

Another example - last night after dinner the trash can was sitting there full, just about overflowing. After I washed the dishes I left the can sitting there with the lid open to remind my husband to take it out. Later, when I went in the kitchen, I saw the full trash can still sitting there. So I left it there with the lid up so he'd see it this morning and take it out. But guess what? It's still sitting there!!! I know I'm capable of taking it out, but that's not the point. The point is that it was deliberately ignored.

And what's up with people borrowing stuff from you and never returning it? I hate to go and ask for my stuff back. When they're done using it, why can't they just return it instead of putting it away like it belongs to them?

I live in an apartment right now, and the back door has a drip from the air conditioner that is dripping from under the upstairs eaves right down to the door mat at the back door. Some days it practically pours out of there in a steady stream, so that when I'm trying to unlock the door, I'm getting wet. Not to mention the fact that we always track muddy water inside the house, so I have to mop the tile in that entry every day. How come a little water can be so aggravating?

How about we talk about poop? We have a rule here that dog owners pick up the poop. So how come I have to go on a weekly poop patrol to pick up all of the poop in the courtyard that no one else is picking up? I know - you say just leave it if your dog didn't do it. I can't do that, because kids play out there, and they shouldn't have to be stepping and falling in it.

OK - gripe session over for now. Just needed to vent.

Waiting

This is my entry for Blogophilia, Week 11



Week 11 Topic: Guess What This Is Supposed To Be
bonus points (hard, 2 points): use two lines from any Beatles song
bonus points (easy, 1 point): use the phrase "Shower Survey"


Waiting

I spent my days alone.  Sad.  Lonely.  Afraid.

My friends didn't know what to say or do.
Everyone told me:
All  you need is love, love.  Love is all you need.

I rejected that notion.  Love was the last thing I needed.
I could only guess what that was supposed to be.
The only love I'd ever known wasn't love at all.
It was anger, hatred, breaking me down to nothing.
No thanks, I didn't need any more of that.

I sat in the quietness of my home, waiting…

And then one day you were there.
In my heart.
In my soul, and in my life.

I never knew what I was doing.  I wasn't looking for you.
If I cry, it's not because I'm sad.
But you're the only love that I've ever had.
Seems that all I really was doing
Was waiting for love.

Freaks of the Universe

This is my entry for Blogophilia Week 10



Week 10 Topic:  If I Were From Mars
bonus points (hard, 2 points): incorporate a scary raccoon
bonus points (easy, 1 point): use the phrase "aluminum siding"

Final day to post: May 12, midnight GMT.

FREAKS OF THE UNIVERSE

If I were from Mars, I would seriously think that humans were the weirdest species found in all of the earth, the galaxies, and the contents of intergalactic space, regarded as a whole.  If you look at some of these pictures of our strange species, I think you would agree with me.  Imagine what  Marvin the Martian thinks about the likes of us.


Not my kind of fashion statement.


Wonder what he'll look like with his eyelids ripped off?


Surely he didn't choose to do that to himself.


Halloween?


Can you imagine what might be living in there?


Look close - that's his tongue sticking through a hole in his chin.


No metal detectors for her!


Or him!


This is the happy couple's dog.


And this is their dog's girlfriend.


My kind of girl - yay pink!


Look how nice and straight his rows are.


Hmmm - to each his own.


Not sure what species or gender this is - but it sure needs a bath.


Must have some painful hemorrhoids - and I thought he had those tonsils removed when he was a kid?


Yep - he's had one too many.


The local Furries convention .


If you see one of these - never fear!


He's not as scary as this one - but then again...


Purple lizard?


Now those are some hard core sports fans!


I think I'll pass on the gum today!


Now that's got to hurt!  Why in the world would he want to do that anyway?


And the point of this is?


oooh - I think he's uber confused.


Strange indeed.


These two seem to REALLY like each other.


There are just no words for this - none at all.


Hope the dude on the left is not skateboarding - he could get some serious road rash.


Now these two just look like mass murderers.


And I know that hurt!  Who in their right mind...


Yes - we are a strange species indeed, but -

This  - my friends - is the absolute weirdest species I've come across yet - the aluminum siding salesman!