Monday, April 11, 2011

What Do The Colors Turquoise And Orange Have In Common?

They don't belong on the following:

My new vacuum cleaner:
Since when are vacuum cleaners turquoise?
And an elephant:
A gift from my husband today
The beauty of having a husband who is color blind [and very thoughtful] is that your color wheel takes on a whole new meaning after you say your vows.  In fact, I think, this particular hiccup should have been included in our vows.  If for no other reason then to avoid the following conversation:

Phone rings:

Skippy:  "Hello?"
Pooldad's coworker:  "Hey Skip, it's Linda. How's it going?"
Skippy:  "Great. What's up?"
Linda:  "Uh.  We're taking bets at the office today.  And, um...we were just wondering."
Skippy:  "Yes....?."
Linda:  "You weren't awake when your husband left for work this morning, were you?"
Skippy:  "No, I wasn't......um, how did you know?"
Linda:  "Well, do you know what Pooldad is wearing today?"
Skippy:  ::headdesk:: "No, now what?"
Linda:  "Khaki shorts with thin blue strips and a purple work shirt with a green logo. Oh, and gray socks."

silence.........

Skippy:  ::sigh::  "Uh...y'all.have fun with that. Oh...and you are welcome."
Linda: ::laughing::  "For what?"
Skippy:  "Twelve hours of visual stimulation and entertainment."
Linda: "Skippy?"
Skippy:  "Yeah?"
Linda:  "For godsake's woman set your alarm tomorrow."

*Pooldad thought both the vacuum and the elephant were grayish in color.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Don't Believe Everything You See on Court TV

Jeannie had an interesting post the other day about honesty.  She titled it "Crazy" and I understood immediately where she was coming from.

When you are raised to be truthful and honest you start to lose sense of yourself when you realize that the people in this world that lie, cheat and steal actually are the ones winning. Those of us that strive to be truthful are left to wonder if telling the truth is worth the loss benefit to our well being.

What is the benefit to telling the truth when you see an opposing lie win?

Here is a little story of a court  date I had to [yet again] endure with my first husband while trying to recoup over $10,000 in back child support. Having been in court with him 39 times in under 6 years this particular story sticks out because I was stunned at what he got away with when testifying.

We were in Stafford county, VA Juvenile and Domestic Court to decide the matter mentioned above.

After the preliminaries and the "swearing to tell the truth part" the conversation between the judge, SR and me went exactly like this:

judge:  "Have either of you ever been arrested?"

In unison:
SR: "No."
Me: "No"

When I heard his "no" at the same time as mine my head spun around so fast to look at him that the deputy sheriff jumped up to make sure I wasn't going to come out of my chair and grab him.  She stood next to me while I glared at him.

HUGE LIE.

The obviously bored judge sighed and said "Yes Mrs. Skippy HAS your ex husband been arrested?"

Me:  "Yes you honor."
judge:  "Okay. How many times?"
Me:  :I held up 7 fingers: "Seven times."
judge:  "Are you sure?"
Not believing I am being questioned for this, I gasped "Yes. And he was convicted all of them."

judge:  "Well....let's see, then, shall we?"

I thought "Great. He is going to pull up his record."
No such luck.
The judge decided to just question SR instead.

judge:  "Mr. Sr.  have you ever been arrested?"
SR:  "Yes."
[I was waiting for the "Why, then, did you LIE in sworn court" question.  Sadly, no.]
judge: "For what?"
SR:  "Drunk in public."
I looked over and dropped one of my fingers - he had six left.
judge:  "And?"
SR: "DUI"
One more finger went down on my left hand.  My right hand was still up and had 5 fingers showing.
judge:  "And?"
SR: "Drunk in public."
They both looked over to my hand to keep track.
judge:  "And?"
SR: "Failure to pay child support."
Finger down...and it went on until he admitted to two more failures to pay child support and the kidnapping of our daughter.

I sat there, expectantly, waiting for SR to be arrested for contempt of court for lying.
Or reprimanded.
Or spoken to harshly.
SOMETHING.
This man had been sentenced to over 6 months in jail for these offenses [again, convicted of ALL] and served a good bit of time.

But no.  It didn't matter.  The judge just moved forward.  He completely ignored the fact that my ex-husband hadn't just lied, he had lied SEVEN times and he had to drag it out of him, with MY help.

I was floored.  I reached behind me to hold Pooldad's hand because, really, I couldn't believe it.  And do you know what happened?  The deputy sheriff [that had recently returned to her seat] jumped up to reprimand ME for trying to hold my husband's hand.

I turned forward, placed my hands in my lap and waited.
For nothing.

What was the point ?

I had heard SR lie in court before. I had heard his parents and his girlfriend lie too - but nothing like this [up to this particular day - it did get a lot worse, later] but I was flabbergasted that this was just taken as an "Oh well. Let's move on." sort of thing.

If I had lied that day in court I know, for a fact, I would've been crucified, but not SR.  I saw it so many times I finally gave up and he died owing our children tens of thousands of dollars.

I always wonder if - for all the court dates - if I had been a liar I could've saved my family a lot of angst.

So, yes...I do understand Jeannie's post.  I sometimes wonder what exactly IS the point in telling the truth.

But....

I am me.  And my Father raised a better daughter than that.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Insomnia and Skippy Are Strange Bedfellows

Not that I was IN bed mind you.

[Wait. What is a bedfellow anyway?  I should probably go over to Wiki and research it.  Wiki knows everything dontcha' know.]

Anyway....

Last night I couldn't sleep and was goofing around, online, with a good friend. [Thank the heavens for da' interwebz, time differences and my pal] and created this to picture to email to her:


It says:
"Dear Mynx -

Thank you for sending me to America.  I miss Australia, but I am learning so much and making new friends.
Skippy is a great new Mom [although she may be losing her mind] and my new diet is Altoids and 59 cent bananas*. Yippee.

Love always, Wilma" [The Wombat]

Yep. It's official. I need sleep.

*Bananas are now priced at $13/two pounds in Australia because of the cyclone earlier this year. Yikes!

Hope you all are having a great Wednesday - [Sorry I was late to the party today but we were without power for most of the morning and afternoon.  Glad there are no more storms predicted this week.]

See ya' on the flipside Tadpoles!


Monday, April 4, 2011

Now Why Can't I Do This?

The amazing Wallene sent me these today - I think I should just let her do all the pictures for my blog. Enjoy!
On the way to the zoo
The child loves old architecture and downtown DC
and billboards!
At the zoo




Hope you enjoyed!  Have a great week Tadpoles.

See ya on the flipside!

Hey! Wait A Minute! Those Aren't Cherry Blossoms......

....it's the.....

YAY!

With the beautiful weather and this being the last weekend of the blooms - DC was, well...a ZOO!
No parking to be had to see the Cherry Blossoms, so...

Pooldad decided a detour here would be fun.
And it was!

Porcupine.
LOVE!


RAWR!

Double RAWR!


4 lion cubs were born this spring - getting big!



Love you!


See the baby on her back?


Love you too!
What a wonderful day - great stories.

We won't mention the street cart hot dog with mustard and onions and the fresh squeezed lemonade.
Nope. We won't :wink:

Have a great Monday Tadpoles! Here's hoping spring has finally arrived. :)




Sunday, April 3, 2011

Sometimes You Just Want to Kick Your Wheelchair

It is one of those days.
I just couldn't do it.

And, once again, I had to say no.

I seem to be experiencing this more and more.

It is Cherry Blossom time in Washington, DC and it is our tradition to take the kids downtown every year to see them.  There is a small time frame to see them in full bloom each year so this isn't a trip we could put off until I feel better.


I am not sad actually, just really frustrated that I wanted to go, my family wanted me to go and I had to beg off.  


May 2008
Courtesy of Squirrel
Very cold and overcast day


Today is a beautiful, sunshiney day with temperatures in the 70's, and here I sit. Same place. With the dogs.  Pooldad and Wallene left a few hours ago to see the blossoms.  It feels as tho' they are off at school and work.  Seems like any other day of the week. [yawn]

Don't get me wrong - there are a lot of bonuses in this scenario - I am lucky to have Pooldad, who loves his kids and spending time with them, even when I can't - I will be getting amazing pictures and funny stories from him and Wallene when they arrive home - our girl gets to do something she loves! going to Washington, DC! - the weather is gorgeous and I can enjoy it from here. Heck, I have internet, cable and phone too! The list could be endless.

It's easy to count the blessings Tadpoles and I do try.
It's just life's little disappointments that I am finding hard to take.

[And dangit - I want my DC street cart hot dog. Then again, I always want a street cart hot dog.]

:D  Hope you all are having a beautiful Sunday.

I think I need to go text Pooldad and ask him to bring me that hot dog. hee

Friday, April 1, 2011

Do You Want the Good News or the Bad News?

I have waited until the three month mark to let y'all know - and well
 ...the good news is Pooldad still has it. :D
 [Taking a bow on his behalf]

The bad news? 
He is going to be collecting Social Security for the last nine years of the baby's jr. high/high school years.
heehee

Think about that and please comment. :D