In my book, all cheese is good cheese... Well, let me rephrase that a little ... all cheese sold in your grocer's dairy case is good cheese.

A good brie, an extra sharp cheddar, a soft mozzerella... MMMMMmmmm!! I love cheese.

And I just recently stumbled across a habanero cheddar that is to die for! I grated it across some hint-o-lime tortilla chips and it was late night snack spicy nacho heaven.

Do yourself a favor and go try some on nachos, on crackers, on warm bread... just go try it!!

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No need to check under the hood ... I'll save you the trouble. I'm attempting to readjust my sleep schedule and I'm simply just not a morning person. An evil second only to morning, I just don't like being woken up once I have gone to sleep. Period.

I took some Tylenol PM to make myself go to sleep last night and grew frustrated as I couldn't feel it working. Finally I just crawled into bed and laid there. I have no idea how long it took me to fall asleep but within 30 mins my dad called, waking me up. I was confused and disoriented, apparently I had been out cold ... a hypothesis confirmed by the puddle of drool on my pillow.

I ended up going back to sleep, only to wrestle with anxiety for the rest of the night. Did I forget to mention that sleep aids and I don't always play nice? I took NyQuill once in college and woke up in a cold sweat, practically screaming from the panic it put me in.

After a fitful night of repeatedly waking up scared I finally got up at my prescribed (much too early) time. I was determined not to let this morning thing get in my way of a good day. Since then I've managed to get several phone calls from my arriving guest saying that her flight from NY keeps getting delayed due to our fog here. Grrr. I could have stayed in bed! And at this rate... another 4 hours too!!

Instead, I'm sitting here with my breakfast and tea trying to fight off a nasty headache. There are far too many people to see and too much fun to be had for me to get a damn migrane today.

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...you know, it comes with so many great blessing and sayings. After having the occasion to bless Lil Bro RSM, I was reminded of one of my very favorites:

May those that love us, love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May He turn their ankles
So we will know them by their limping.

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So, not only is the cosmetics industry making creams and scrubs meant to shrink just about damn near any part of your body ... they are also making lip gloss that is purposely designed to give you a plump, juicy mouth fat lip. You can find it here in 6 different rediculously expensive shades!

Assuming this stuff works they way they say it does, I'd look like Angelina Jolie after she got her face stuck to the vaccuum cleaner. Hell, I don't know if I could even talk if my lips puffed up like they claim they should. Alas, I'm not going to spend $38 to find out. The right mix of genes and a childhood of pouting was all I needed to be cursed with these wonderful babies.

But you know, Ladies, it's a lot cheaper and you'll get the same effect if you just let me punch you ... or I could kick you in the face for a little change of pace. I know I'd feel better if we did things that way - you know, sticking it to the man or something... And, here's the special bonus week gift to you, if you're an annoyingly stupid chick, I'll even do it for free.

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My New Years Eve entertainment recently sent me some pics of our night at the bar... According to the pictures, we never left our position at the bar ... right outside the bathrooms. wtf?

Two very important lessons were reiterated by these pictures, as well:

1. The pose you think is so super cute whilst drunk is, in fact, much less cute in the photos than you had originally thought it to be. Stop trying to be cute in photos and just be you.

2. The photo in which your arm candy is looking his most foxy will inevitably be the exact same photo in which you look like a coked out crack whore on a three day binge. Just accept it and learn to laugh about it ... because you know everyone else is already doing it.

But they are cute pics ... good reminders of a fun night on the town with a kind gentleman stranger and his friend.

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1 .. you have to show us them now... you know you want to...

Posted by: Eric at January 11, 2006 09:35 AM (r5XsL)

2 No choice at all girl. We demand to see them.....Please.........

Posted by: dick at January 11, 2006 11:07 AM (XlQVK)

3 Yep... you've got to show them now. And the pictures, too.

Posted by: That 1 Guy at January 11, 2006 11:23 AM (lfQya)

4 mmmm... coked out crack whores... :-)

Posted by: Harvey at January 12, 2006 07:27 PM (ubhj8)

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Since Army Wife is still unable to blog for herself, I thought I'd share a little insight into her life this week...

I was enjoying a lovely telephone conversation with Army Wife yesterday when crying broke out on the other end of the phone. No, not her... it was little Dash. In his words, he was "having a really bad day."

Something happened to the town he was building and the poor little guy didn't know what to do. He just kept saying over and over again, "What do I do? What do I do?" And then, I heard the greatest line ever...

"What do you do? You go take care of the problem and stop acting like a Democrat..." Greatest.Line.Ever.

But there's more...

Dash did in fact rebuild his town and all was well again. The crying stopped and he was a cheerful little boy again. So what did Army Wife say?

"See, don't you feel all better now that you took care of the problem? Doesn't it feel good to be independent and self-reliant instead of depending on big government?"

BWAHAHAHA... I love the way this woman thinks...

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Can we PLEASE get this douche off the news?

Sure, he can QB ... I'll give him credit for his skills ... But that's where it stops.

He's been nothing but a big basket of legal trouble for himself and for VA Tech for far too long. Not to mention a huge embarassment to his brother, Michael. I'm constantly surrounded by Hokies and every one of them has said good riddance to bad garbage since Marcus got himself kicked off the team.

And when fans care more about how much a douche you are than how they will win next seasons games, you've got to be a seriously big douche...

I mean, seriously... He gets kicked off the team, pulls this crap about 'screw - you - I'm - just - going - to - go - pro - and - then - you'll - see,' and now he's arrested for brandishing a firearm... Way to go, Fucktard... way to go...

Someone just throw this dumbass in jail for a little while and save us all the annoyance of having to change the channel everytime a new charge gets added to his record. Maybe being somebody's bitch for a few years will readjust his attitude a little bit.

I think Marcus is in for a rude awakening in the draft and the NFL... I knew a guy with exactly the same attitude once. Threatened to transfer to a rival college because coach didn't let him play his kind of ball. He eventually made it to the NFL... but he only lasted a couple of years on one team, a couple of years on another, and within six he was out ... no fame, no notoriety, no one knew who the hell he was ... Served him right.

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Via T1G, I just discovered that this is National De-lurking Week...

So, to all 6 of you out there reading but not saying anything...

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1 ... here, sis... as always..

Posted by: Eric at January 09, 2006 06:35 PM (r5XsL)

2 Hello, Dammit

Posted by: Dax Montana at January 09, 2006 06:43 PM (L6TJC)

3 hiya

Posted by: Shelley at January 09, 2006 07:12 PM (iMGjE)

4 Heya! I fear that I've actually become more of a lurker than I should be. I'm ashamed. Don't know for sure if it's because of lurking, or being a peeping tom, though.

Posted by: That 1 Guy at January 10, 2006 09:35 AM (lfQya)

5 well i guess I would be considered a lurker... i commented last week and now here I am again love your blog!

Posted by: katie at January 10, 2006 11:03 AM (S4IqN)

6 Hey. I am alive and lurking.

Posted by: hoosierboy at January 10, 2006 11:11 AM (y+HhI)

7 Yeesh... ya coulda let me put some pants on before you turned on the light...

Posted by: Johno at January 10, 2006 03:28 PM (eVrhx)

8 Is lurking as bad as trolling?

Posted by: Chris at January 10, 2006 05:09 PM (QgCnE)

9 Hello beautiful!

Posted by: assrot at January 10, 2006 06:27 PM (ARCEn)

10 Unlurking.......................Hello!!!

Posted by: Dr Gno at January 10, 2006 07:12 PM (iONMN)

11 (throws robe over me) Howdy, dammit! Nice blog.

Posted by: imp at January 11, 2006 06:41 AM (JSyfC)

12 Yeah, I'm a lurker. Hi!

Posted by: Tina at January 11, 2006 11:43 AM (gV3tY)

13 *unlurking* You never hear from me... wait... I think I still have a key to this place somewhere...

Posted by: RSM at January 11, 2006 11:02 PM (Tdodv)

14 Just wandered over from the Llamas -- hallo!...

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As I was helping The Blogless Wonder get ready to leave town, I noticed three of my T-shirts were in his laundry. Not T-shirts that I had worn that later found their way into his laundry, T-shirts that he had borrowed from my dresser and later put in his laundry. Then I noticed a sweatshirt of mine ... a pair of my socks ... my fleece...

And then I realized, if dudes are starting to steal my clothes ... my wardrobe is far too unisex and consists of far too many 'fat clothes'

I think it's time to go shopping...

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She may have found her keys, but Army Wife Toddler Mom's computer is just not having it today. In fact, both her desktop and laptop are completely out of commission at the moment.

She's doing her best to get back online ASAP but ya'll are going to have to learn to live without her for a little while, I'm afraid.

More info as it comes...

... The preceding has been a public service announcement was made possible by the following ...

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Being good at something is all well and good, but I have to admit... I'm a big fat schmuck for not paying attention sooner...

I was so caught up in my 'When - the - fuck - does - this - god - forsaken - evil - torturous - socially - mandated - holiday - season - bullshit - ever - end' rant, that I totally missed be awarded a Golden Thong. (Which, by the way, is totally flattering)

Over at Life Or Something Like It, I was named the blog "Best at Helping Jess Understand Women" for 2005.

I knew there was a reason I kept coming back to this place... *g*

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I've had some people asking, "Just what does it take to get the lovely Miss Princess Cat 'tore up'?" Well, that depends on the day. But I think they were asking what exactly I had to drink on New Years Eve. So here goes...

6 Jack & Cokes
1 Shot of Jack (I hate shots of Jack)
2 Shots of Tequila
1 Scooby Snack (it may be green, but it's yummy!)
1 Lemon Drop
3 Washington Apples (maybe 4...?)
1 Jaeger Bomb

There you have it ... my 5 hours of New Years celebration. I've been promised pics but I'm not sure the boy is going to follow through on that... we'll see ...

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I didn't wake up until 1:30 this afternoon, but I feel like I didn't sleep a wink. I don't feel sick either.

This is a weird, weird day...

And I think I should finally put some clothes on. It's cold in here...

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I just spent the last six hours working on Sheila to make her run a little more smoothly. Yeah, six! For a good for nothin new hard drive no less. No, I'm not an idiot... she just wouldn't cooperate.

I swear, you try to give a girl an upgrade and there's just no damn appreciation!

I'm going to bed...

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Most bloggers are already well aware of the large feet I have been afflicted with. Christmas, however, brought to light just how large my hands are as well...

Dad bought me a pair of leather gloves that didn't fit. In order to better size my hand, he held his up to mine ... they were almost the same size. His hand was of course thicker than mine and his fingers slightly longer, but they were damn near the same size.

Damn ... if I were a dude, I'd most certainly be packin ...

I don't know if I should be more proud or disturbed :-/

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Looks like I'm up to my old tricks again

Insomnia ... techno ... and graphic design...

I've been up half the night patching together a banner design for an old teacher of mine. It's amazing how in the zone you really can get in the middle of the night. It's been years since I've fallen into the depths of that alternate universe. That world where nothing exists but vision, movements unconciously occur out of the purest connection to inspiration, and thoughts are all that it takes to create and build something new. It was like flying through the bluest sky on a warm summer day.

But at least there was no jolt cola involved ... or else I'd be afraid I was turning into a geeky teenage gamer dude ...

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Everyone always says 'everything happens for a reason' but it is rare that we ever know what that reason is. I personally find myself asking 'why?' or 'what is this for?' all of the damn time (no, not 'why me?' - that's a whole different question). The biggest things I took from my trip to Cali - despite all of the pain - were answers to two major whys that I have struggled to answer for the last couple of years.

There have been two men in my life that I can honestly say I loved differently than I have loved anyone else to come into my life. One of the common themes between them was the fact that I didn't get along with their mothers. XM2's mother used to judge me, make rude comments, and generally never gave me a chance because of the reality she wished her son were living instead of a life with me. XM3's mother never did anything to indicate she didn't like me, she just behaved badly toward me. She would refuse to talk to me, she would ignore my presence in a room, she pretended that I wasn't real. Both XM2 and XM3 told me I was imagining it all, that I should stop making myself a victim when there was no attack. Naturally it caused conflict, both relationships ended, and I was left not understanding why I had been put in those situations.

Experiencing the pain these women inflicted with their misdeeds and their sons inflicted with their abadonment of my emotions made me see nothing but injustice and well up with anger.

Until now...

Now I see that they were lessons to teach me two things:
1) I do not need the world to work according to plan or for people to behave perfectly. I need those that I love to stand beside me through the painful moments. I need recognition from them that something has gone wrong. I have the strength to bear anything placed upon me, but it is much easier to smile doing it when someone else is there to touch your hand and say, "I know, I see it too."

2) How a person behaves is not always who a person is. I wanted to label XM3's mother as a selfish, rude person but I can't honestly say I believe that she is, at her core, those negative things. I can't even believe that she is malicious. She may be oblivious to how she impacts others, but she is not mean...despite how it felt in the moments I spent with her...

The pain was great, the road was long, but the lessons were learned. And I can finally stop asking myself why I was meant to experience what these women brought into my life.

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I'm so bummed to find out my favorite airline has called it quits.

Guess this means paying a lot more for tickets again... Dammit!

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1 Yeah, I saw the news and thought of you. Those ticket fares were AWESOME while they lasted.

Posted by: Dorothy at January 04, 2006 09:39 PM (i2wOe)

2 Hey, cheer up, I think Hooter's has an airline now. http://www.hootersair.com/ If they're cheap, lemme know. I'm think on goin' to Texas at the end of April...

Posted by: RedNeck at January 07, 2006 03:34 PM (05aMS)

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Although it shouldn't be a surprise to anyone why, I'm headed home early from this vacation of mine. In fact, I'll be headed back to DC right directly - or in about 12 hours or so...

Regular blogging shall resume shortly - Now with a toy surprise in every box!

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Yep, you guessed it. Last night I was tore up from the floor up...

So it's a bit of a slow day. Hopefully yours is too...

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