What I Don't Understand

One of the things I don't understand about our political system is how certain states get to decide who the nominee for president.

The business of the primary elections makes no sense to me at all.

Why is there a set date for the general election but each state has their primary on different dates, and if your state is at the end of the list, it really proves that sometimes your vote really doesn't matter.

It boggles my mind.

Of course when you look at the clowns running for president in 2016, well...it really scares you that one of them may actually become the next president....especially that wackadoodle front runner, but that's a rant for another day.

For now I'm just going to be glad that Rachel Maddow is around to bring some levity to this nonsense, especially as Jon Stewart is no longer on.

Things I Want

Some of these things are doable...others not so much.

1. One stress free weekend.

2. A pub table for my kitchen. I'm really loving this one from Wayfair. I want it more for workspace.

3. A futon or daybed for my room, since I have none at the present time. What I do have is a floor covered in books and CDs.

4. A week at work that doesn't have me plotting someone's death.

5. 8 hours of sleep. Pretty please?

Not much to ask for, right?

RIP Eliza

Monday night my little Eliza Dookittle went across the rainbow bridge

I really have no words, except that the loss of this sweet little girl has my heart shattered.

Eliza came into the world with much difficulty. She was found nearly starved to death by a lovely humane officer from Washington County who worked to bring her to health.

I got involved because she needed to have more permanent care. I fell for her when I saw her, and my sister was supposed to take her once she had one of her male cats neutered. Somehow that never happened and Eliza Dookittle stayed with me and my brood.

She fell in love with one of my other kittie, 'Mokey and they could often be found together

Eliza was the perfect kitty in every way. She was always vocal and loved to let the world know she was around.

Eliza Dookittle was just shy of 2 years old. Her human family and her furry family will miss her terribly.

TBT: Days when I was skinny and cute

This picture was taken a long time ago.

~sigh~

I was skinny....cute....and I was able to travel

~sigh~

My New Project

I spent the afternoon with mom going through cookbooks and I got an idea.

Once a week, we are going to try a new recipe.

This week's new dish is going to be Beefy Tortellini Skillet

As soon as I make the new dish, I'll share my feelings on it on my Wenches blog.

I figure, this project will shake things up and get me using some of the bazillion cookbooks that are in this house!

Its Been Awhile

I don't know why I can't get back on the blogging bandwagon again and I really want to.

Can you say house issues?

I swear, I'm going to call this house "The Money Pit".

Remember that movie?

The sewer backed up today.

Yay!

So the plumber is coming out this afternoon.

Oh and the toilet seat broke and the plastic nut seems to be permanently attached.

I freaking GIVE UP!

And on an entertainment front....Damn Jon Stewart for leaving when there's so much crazy going on in the news!

I've Lost Myself

In the course of this move, I've managed to lose almost everything I loved.

My bedroom, (ha ha ha) is no bedroom, as it has no bed, and all my books (well almost all of them) and some of my CDs are piled on the floor. (With nowhere to go) I haven't had much of a chance in the 4-ish weeks that we've lived there to even try to organize and declutter my space.

Nope. I have no place to call my own in this house.

None.

I'm frustrated.

I'm angry.

I want to go home.

At least on 11th ST, I had a place to call my own.

Here, I have nothing, except bills, and I truly believe that no one cares.

I can't get to my computer, because there's no place for it. Where there is space for it...there's no three pronged outlets.

I know I'm whining, but dammit, I thought moving would make things easier or better for me.

Frankly, I think it has done the opposite and it is making me very very crabby.

Justice For Cecil & All Other Animals

Like many other people, I'm outraged by the killing of Cecil the lion. I am not a fan of big game hunting, or any hunting for that matter. Trophy hunting however really pisses me off, and the people that post pictures of themselves with their kill are some of the vilest creatures on this planet.

I don't agree with killing for the sake of killing, which is what most Trophy hunting is. I also think these idiots need  to look at the animal population. The number of lions and elephants etc are declining rapidly.

When these animals are gone, THEY ARE GONE!!!

WTF is wrong with these people.

We've lost so many beautiful creatures to extinction, why do humans feel we have a right to kill more, so that number of nonexistent creatures grows?

I saw one hunter..a woman...with her kill. It was a giraffe.

I'm sorry when I say, WTF is wrong with you?

What did that animal do to you?

Does it make you feel more powerful to kill an animal?

Do you feel special?

I'm sorry, like that dentist and that doctor who I'm ashamed to say is from Pittsburgh, I hope there's a special place in hell for you.

My kitties roar, for Cecil, and so do I.

RIP Cilla Black and Lynn Anderson

Two lovely ladies of music left us this weekend

From the UK, Cilla Black who is a national treasure there.



And Lynn Anderson, a country darling from the 70s

Will Things Ever Go Right?

My tale of woe for the week.

There is one plus...all the plumbing issues are taken care of now. We have a shiny new water heater, there is a Pittsburgh toilet in the basement, and other minor issues have been fixed. Yay! All for about $1000. So can't complain there.


But back to the woe...cos that's more fun.

1. House has some fun (ha ha ha) electrical issues. Outlets and fixtures that don't work for no reason...and yeah. that's going to be fun to fix.

2. My car is lighting up like a Christmas tree, with useless lights. The airbag light is still on. But wait, now the door light is on, when ever door and the trunk are shut tight. Seriously? WTF! I have a ghetto car!

3. Some people think its fun to have a 5 day vacation and then come home and have a party. In the last 2 years, I've not gone anywhere. I have not gone further than 30 miles from my home, and that was either to Washington, PA or to Upper Saint Clair when I met one of my favorite authors. I've not been to Wheeling in about 5 years..and the same for Pittsburgh, but no one can give me a break, and yet I cook for their sorry asses? I think I'm done with them all.


Rant and Woe ended, go in peace.

I Need A Stereo

Can you believe these words are coming out of the mouth of the woman that has 1000 + CDs? No, I don't own a stereo anymore.

I have 3 mp3 players that I seldom use as most of the music I listen to is played in my car or on my computer.

How very sad is that?

I'm trying to decide what brand to buy this time. Heck, I'm actually trying to find a stereo. Do places even sell them anymore? Has music mostly gone digital?

Can I just say that sucks?

I just want to listen to my music again, and not the stupid TV, especially as the only things worth watching are on the History Channel. (yes, I'm still addicted to all things alien)

Why do the networks seem to think we all have lives and are on a constant vacation from May til Sept?

Oops that's a totally different rant.

But back to the CD player/Stereo thing. I can't seem to find anything that isn't a boom box or something that is very flimsy. Anyone have any advice on a reasonable system?

The Sink Is The Place To Be

I'm An Ancient Astronaut Theorist

I have to admit, that I'm really addicted to History Channel's Ancient Aliens. For the last several months we've been watching that show and some of the other alien/UFO shows and some of the stuff makes a lot of sense.

I also have a little bit of a crush on the crazy haired ancient astronaut theorist, Giorio Tsoualos.

But really, especially in regards to the pyramid, I have to think that maybe something otherworldly was helping us along.

I mean, could we really have gotten so stupid, if humans once built the pyramids? Thanks to this show I've found myself interested in ancient history again.

Now if you don't mind, I'm going to wait for my spaceship to land.

I've Moved!

Well, we've been in the new house for almost a week.

Things are crazy busy and probably will be for some time. I've been trying to wash any and all dishes coming in, before I put them away.

I've bought so many cleaning supplies its insane!

Oh and I've lost at least 5 lbs! Woot!

Now for some pictures for those who don't check out my facebook.

Andrea's Birthday Top 10

Top 10 things I'd like for my birthday.

1. One more hug from my daddy.

2. All foods especially potato chips should become calorie free!

3. My belongings should levitate and move to the new house all by themselves today. Pretty please.

4. Time to relax and read!

5. A birthday serenade by my favorite singers (Elvis Costello, The Blue Jays, Gordon Lightfoot, Keith Harkin, Mika and Andy Bell)

6. 10 pounds to drop from my body. (OK maybe more than that, but I'm trying not to be greedy)

7. The Doctor to come in his TARDIS to take me away.

8. A birthday screening of Minions and Inside Out at my house. (I'm really my age in reverse)

9. A visit from the money fairy (who doesn't want a visit from this fairy?)

10. Some Barnes and Noble or Amazon goodness.

New Duran Duran

My friend Jennifer reminded me that there was a new Duran Duran song floating around. So I went to You Tube and did a search.

Its definitely Duran Duran, but for some reason, it doesn't excite me much.

Maybe I'm getting old, or maybe they just aren't as good anymore. I don't know.

I'll let you decide, but I think this song isn't for me.

Moving Sucks

Most of you know the old homestead is a three bedroom deal, 1 bath a living room, dining room and a kitchen.

Do you know how much stuff can accumulate in this much space since 1967?

A LOT!

Do you know how hard it is to move BY YOURSELF! With little to no help from any family members? ESPECIALLY THE ONES THAT LIVE IN THE AREA!

I've hauled over cooking supplies. I've hauled over some clothes (But I'm trying not to take stuff off the hangers since they are only moving 6 blocks down the road). I've hauled books.

Note the word, "I".

No one else.

The nephews have helped take stuff in but trust me it isn't much and the youngest nephew put together my bakers rack, but as far as helping me get more stuff than my Focus can haul. Well that's all been on me.

Pardon me while I scream.

Loudly!

At least when the furniture gets moved I'll have some help.

YAY!

Moving My Books

Today I moved some of my many many books to the new house.  This is going to be the hardest part of the move.

Finding space for all the books, and let me tell you there are loads of them.

And CDs too.

ARGH

Not to mention that I'm trying to find stuff for the new house.

Not easy.

Not fun.

Oh and have I mentioned that I'm doing most of the moving by myself.

I would like to scream now please!

Best Line From A Monkees Episode

OK, one of the best lines, cos this show was always funny as hell.

I don't want to be a chicken, I don't want to be a chicken. Ward, I don't want to be a chicken. I'm a chicken. I'm a chicken.

Stupid Reruns, Stupid Crush

There's not been a lot of stuff on tv lately. I've overdosed on Ancient Aliens on the two History channels.

Now I've rediscovered Full House on Nick.

I've also discovered that I still have a crush on Danny Tanner...erm...Bob Saget.

A very huge crush on Bob Saget.

That's very very wrong.

But I've always loved me some geeky men.

So while I hang my head in shame at how I've reverted back to my teenage years, I'll give you one more picture of Bob Saget's geeky sexiness