Geez. January has BLOWN by; or should I say "January BLOWS". I am on day 34 no smoking. Okay Okay, I had a couple of instances where I smoked, but I'm not counting those days in the official count. Just don't remind me of my downfalls K? Well I start a new job on Monday. Going back to what I used to do as an estimator/project manager 'cepts for another company. Yipee!

Vernon, Greg, Jim, and "guest writer" Cajun Man Phillpot, have been "blogging" on email again. Guys, guys, guys! I'm giving you the forum here...use it! Ok I know it's "too much trouble" as Vernstein reminded me, so I'll post it for you. Last week's topic (sorry I'm a little behind here)

Happy New Year!
Well have we all recovered from the Holidays? Or are you down with the yucky junk like most of my friends with the flu? I got a flu shot this year, on the direction of my ever persistent doctor. I think she was trying to get rid of the storehouse of vaccines she had. Any who, low & behold it worked. Miraculously, I did not get sick over the Christmas and New year week, like I ALWAYS do. Who'd thunk a shot could do all that?
Well I'm feeling pretty proud of myself. I have been 4 whole days without a cigarette. For me, that's AMAZING! Every other time I have tried to quit, I always would start up again. First time I was sick with walking pneumonia, one more day and Doc would have thrown me in the hospital. Took four weeks to clear up, four weeks = one pack. Not bad for starters, but that was in 1997. When I met Vernon & Katie in 2001, I tried to give them up to appease them and set a good example. Problem was that I never did. I was on the patch. And I kept a secret stash! I allowed myself one or two a day, but ONLY if I had been good and NOT smoked that day. ?#$%@?? Reward system ya know. Problem was I was "rewarding" myself with the very thing I was trying to give up. Dumby, no wonder it didn't stick! It's gotta be ALL or NONE for me. I have little to none when it comes to self control, mind over matters, and whatever else Julie (my evil twin sister who resides in my head) is telling me. Oops did that just come out? Well I am a Gemini...You know the Twin thing is really true. If YOU don't have one, then you make one up. Also along those lines....I married a twin, and his brother also married a Gemini if I'm not mistaken. Pretty cool huh?
Well that's my blog today, or should I say my train of thought. More like a freight train running at top speed through the black of night...chuga chuga wooo wooo, I think I can, I think I can.....

Merry Blingin' Crimus!

Yeah! Made through the week from hell and managed to not kill anyone or even curse them to bad. I think the Christmas spirit has finally made it to my house. My guest room looks like a tornado hit it with paper, ribbons and bows everywhere. Found a piece of tape on my night shirt this morning from where I was wrapping up gifts last night. Yep, Christmas is here, whether we are ready or not. Santa's gonna find us. Hope everyone has a great Holiday and drive safe!
Love ya'll,
SistA GurL

This week is certainly hell week. I have 10 jobs to bid, Christmas presents to wrap, and one invalid egg-donor (birth mother) still in the hospital. Needless to say I will not be posting much this week. Feel free to start your own forum buoeeys (and gurls). Right now I'm trying to get my bedroom slipper back from the jaws of death...aka Sugar buga...ouch ! Puppy teeth in ankle.
Later.

TGIF!!!

It's been a long week. Battling a rotten sinusitus/cold; battling too much work and not enough time to do it all; battling jerks at every turn. Seemed like Friday would NEVER get here! Maybe the Meds will kick in soon and I'll feel better. Concentration skills were zero this week with my new smoking cessesion program. Today I felt REALLY strange. Like is this the way a Quitter feels? Yeck. Almost 5:00pm ... time for a smoke.

PS...I got the 7, but no menapause...maybe I'm just practicing this week. hahahaha

My loving husband, aka the Gangsta Rappa Vernstein, has come up with a delcious poem about my previous city of residence. The conversation started with how someone stole my birth-mother's new bedroom slippers from her hospital room in lovely Spartanburg SC. Check it out...

Vern:" And how could you think a fine metropolis like Sparkle City could have such low-lifes?! Where's the love for your old abode?"

Sista Gurl: "No love for that city, me thinks it's pretty sh*tty! "

Vern: "Half of it looks like a crack shack,
so there's no need to move back.

It's a 1980's scum hole,
it's where you live to work that dance pole.

Dirty streets and no downtown,
no wonder them folks all look like clowns!

That's all of my Sparkle City rap,
now y'all know why that place is crap!"

Sista Gurl: Top that bouyeess...gimme sum geecheee Schroer Goat!

First day on blog

Forgive me, for I know not what I do here. Just setting up a new blog so my friends and family can talk back & forth.