Ramblings of a Wayward Goddess

Yeah I suck. Posting everyday is just impossible. I have too much other stuff going on.

My daughter’s brithday is next week. Friday. The day after Thanksgiving. I’ve been trying to plan her birthday party. We are having it the weekend after her actual birthday. I have spent way too much money on her presents. I went a little nuts in Bath and Body Works.  Oops. Oh well, you only turn 10 once, right. She’s finally turning girly and I’m beside myself.

Also, my husband was home from Weds – Tuesday and I ran the gammet from beig highly pissed off at him, to missinghim. I was an emotional trainwreck. Hello PMS.

My oldest son went to his bowl game and they WON!! YAY!

I broke in my new bike with a finishing the year ride with my MS team.

So, yay, busy…and it doesn’t look like it’s gonna slow down anytime soon.

Does anyone else watch this show on Bravo?

I love it.

THis season it seems like two fairly evenly matched groups. The Comfort Food Chefs and the Classically Trainied Gormet Chefs. I find how they perform in their challenges indicative of how America in general relates to food.

You have the Comfort Food Chefs who are all about feeling good. They specialize in the foods that make you remember your mama’s meatloaf.  Then there are the Classically Trained Chefs who think people woudln’t recognoze good food if they choked on it.

Last week’s challenges said it all, I think. The Quick Fire Challenge had them making an original ice cream recipe to be served on a local boardwalk. The judges specifically said “something for the common man”. The Gormet Chefs were comeing up with concoctions like avacado and lavendar. While others were putting marshmellows and cookies into thier ice cream. Which would you prefer on a hot summer day? One Chef made Calming Chocolate and Lavendar ice cream. She had one boardwalk patron comment that it wasn’t sweet enough. Her reply to this was “That’s all you need with your 4 teeth and fat ass is more sugar”. The conotation that everyday people can’t have a food opinion that is worth anything. This same woman, during the elimination challenge, oversalted her food and was subsequently sent home.

Speaking of the elimination challenge…they were asked to create a dish that put a grown up twist on a childhood favorite for Applebee’s. the winner would have thier dish featured on the Applebee’s menu. This seemed to be something the Comfort Chefs dove right into while the other complained that they had no idea where to go. The winning dish was roasted tomatoe soup with grilled portabella mushroom and cheese sandwhich. Mmmmm takes me right back home.

It’s said that there are two types of people…those who live to eat, and those that eat to live. How about a happy medium?

We’ll start with my car….I took it in for tires and an inspection. Used tires because it needed tires all around and we just want to get “good enough” so we can trade it in within the next 6 mths or so. So we go to this roadside garage…a place I would NEVER go to, get the tires, they start the inspection, then the guy says my brakes are shot all around. So I need front and rear brakes. So The Husband tells them since they have to go get the parts to go ahead and do an oil change. Well they had to get the oil filter too. Come back with the parts and start on the brakes that’s when we find out it failed inspection. Needs some $70 hose or something. My check engine light had been on and they said that was why.

ok, fine…..fix it, right.

Well, at this point it was going to be another trip to the AutoZone and we had been there ALLL DAY. So The Husband said order the part we’ll be back in the morning. We pay, and leave and the car is running like shit. We grab something to eat, get the kids from school and The Husband goes back to the garage. While there he gets them to go ahead and put that hose on. They said to drive it about 100 miles and then come back for the inspection sticker. So he goes out again. It’s driving WORSE! He goes back, they say that I have “carbon or something” in a spark plug and need those replaced. But, maybe if I drive it will loosen it, or whatever. So, The Husband leaves and goes to AutoZone to get the spark plugs, he’s going to just do the work himself. I mean what harm would it be to just replace the plugs anyway, right. So then Saturday afternoon, after we get back from getting my bike and he is getting ready to start on my car,  he gets a text that his flight leaves SUNDAY afternoon. That pretty much puts a stop to all work on my car cause he has to get his paperwork done and get packed. So, I have the spark plugs in my front seat… the check engine light is back on, I still haven’t passed inspection and the car runs like shit.

So then this morning….6am the alarm went off.

My brain said “It’s Sunday” so I turned the alarm off.

I woke up at 7:38 and realized it was Monday.

School starts for the oldest at 7:40 and the other two at 8.

And the boys needed showers.

Oldest got to school at 8:15 and the other two at 8:30.

They were eating dry cereal and grapes in the car as breakfast.

And I think I’m supposed to be meeting with my daughter’s teacher today sometime around 12:45? But I don’t know

I asked her to have her teacher call this morning to confirm.  So I’m waiting on that.

At some point today I need to also get to the pharmacy to refill a RX that I let get down to the last pill. I am hoping that the Drs Office has already called in the refill. Speaking of, I also have to head to the Drs Office to sign some release forms.I was also hoping to make it back to regular karate class tonight.All I really want to do is go back to bed and call it a day

Wow, coming up with something interesting to say EVERYDAY is hard. Plus just finding the time to compose a post, especially on the weekends. Oy!

So, what was I doing that was sooooo important I couldn’t post? Well, Friday I took my car to get inspected. It failed. I’ve NEVER gad a car fail inspection. I had some hose or something loose or clogged or something, I don’t know. I do know my husband payed $70 to fix it. So I was sent home to drive the car for “about 100 miles” then come back to see if it would pass inspection. Yesterday, my check engine light came back on. Wonder what that will cost me?

Yesterday I got the call that my bike was in. I ordered it about a week ago and it had come in and been put together and was waiting for me. I went in for my fitting. About an hour later I walked out with a bike that rides like a dream. I had planned to go riding today. Instead I woke up with teh world’s worst sinus headache. I feel a cold coming on. Tommorrow I’ll run to my chiropractor for some supplments. I don’t know what’s in those pills but it kicks cold’s ass.

Urgh, Busy day.

I’m gearing up to compose a post about my crunching granola side conflicting with my Young Republican Side. It should be an interesting read.

Stay tuned.

 I had a private lesson with Sensei today. We worked more with the nunchuku. Different rolls. One was called the figure 8 and you had to kind of turn your hand upside down and swing the chucks. I couldn’t get it for nothing. So, Sensei stood behind me (close) and took my hand and moved it the way it needed to move (picture a guy helping some poor woman with her golf swing). As if that wasn’t enough….

Next we worked on ground fighting. These are his words….First he mounted me and I had to buck him off (I swear that’s the way he put it). The we switched and I mounted him (oh god!). AT one point we were literally rolling around on the floor, him on top, me on top, him on top again. At one point we looked up and there were people looking in the windows (nothing new they do that all the time). I laughed and said “I canjust imagine what they are thinking”. He said ” yeah, look at him beating up that poor girl, do you think she actually paid for that, haha, but you did”. That sent me into a fit of laughter because it’s really not that insane to pay to be able to roll around on the floor with him. I’m horrible. Really really horrible. Those ghi pants are really thin. And at one point while I was mounting him (I almost feel dirty…geesh) he was telling me to “squeeze with my thighs” and “tuck your feet in really close”, “put all your weight down on me” . In case you are having trouble picturing this..Sensei is laying on eth floor on his back. I am straddling him. My thighs that needed to squeeze tight, we around his waist. I havent been this intimate with someone other than my husband in 12 yrs. I need a cold shower.  And a husband that makes an effort. Did I mention I’m a horrible person?

When I first meet Sensei, he was 19 yrs old. He was cute, but he was a “kid”. As the years have gone by, he has grown into quite a man. Ironically…his birthday is the same as my husband’s with 10 yrs between. One turns 26 and the other turns 36. I’m smack in the middle. I’ve always called him my “pretend boyfriend”. The fantasy is nice. It really makes a gal want to come home and have sex with her husband….only mine isn’t here. This sucks. And, I feel compelled to once again mention what a horrible person I am.

National Write a Novel Month. If writinga novel isn’t your thing…no fear. You can also participate in National Blog Posting Month. The idea is to post something everyday during Nov. You could sign up to be part of the Official Blog List…or you can forgo all the pomp and circumstance and just write. That’s what I’m doing. Some people dance like no one is watching…I’m gonna write like no one is reading. I’ll start with Halloween….

I’ve always loved Halloween. It’s been my favorite holiday since I was a kid. Not for the candy, for the costume. I usually start planning my costume right after Halloween is over. I like being creative and coming up with something original. One year I wore a business suit and wrapped myself in red ribbon. What was I? Red Tape of course! Ok, so not everyone gets me…I’m ok with that.

This year I punked myself out and went as “Your Mama”. Not as creative as I wodl have liked, but it worked in a pinch. I really wanted an apron and a plate of cookies to go with my tattoo shirt, funky hair, short skirt, fishnets and dark makeup. I found the contradictions hilarious.

Along with my punk mommy, we had a ghastly ghost, a vampire, and a football player…who had been bitten by said vamp (complete with fang marks.)

We went to my dojo’s annual Halloween party. Its always good fun. We get lots of candy, don’t have to worry about the weather, and get to just have a lot of fun. This year was different though. I can sense a shift in things. The school manager is pregnant this year (which is great, I’m very happy for them). Dad is our Sensei. Things were just so much more low key. Ben and Lisa usually dress up together. Last year they were Bonnie and Clyde. Lisa didn’t dress up this year. She also spend most of the night sitting in the back, which caused Ben to constantly disappear to check on her.  Don’t get me wrong…I know I am sounding like a horrible wrench right now. I am thrilled at Ben being a dad. If anyone would make a great father it’s him. This is truely a blessing upon them. I guess I’m just not ready for the shift at the dojo. I love our holiday parties. I love the energy that Ben gives the school and the kids there. I also know how much your life changes when you have a child. For the better of course! But I can feel that things are shifting for him. The dojo is not as much a priority as it once was. That is great for his daughter….but not so great for the rest of us.

I am excited and sad to see what the next year brings.