TNP on a Thursday: Pushed over the edge edition.

An NMO group I belong to recently regressed into a high school drama tit-for-tat fest.  I don’t have the time or energy for that kind of stuff and left the group.

The original post was political and divisive and the author couldn’t see the difference between opening a topic for discussion/sharing information and calling a group of people idiots.  (yes, it actually involved the word idiot) She then proceded to complain that the mods weren’t admonishing someone for posting information about a petition for controversial medical therapy that she didn’t agree with. After all, she got a message about her post not being appropriate.

I appear to have developed an intolerance for people who demand that you agree with them. I don’t care if I do agree with what they are saying or not. The moment you demean a person or group or their views just because they aren’t, you have crossed a line.

What has happened to the ability to talk about things without it devolving into name calling, drama or condescending attitudes?  To have a conversation and an exchange of ideas that are thought provoking? To understand why someone might feel different than you? To agree to disagree? *

My views are not yours. I have had different life experiences that have brought me to where I am. My views have changed over the years as I have grown, lived and matured.  They may change again. They are my opinions. You have yours. I respect your right to have them. I just don’t respect you as a person when you imply a group or someone (or their opinion) is stupid or “less than” because they don’t agree with you.

Needless to say, I have been withdrawing from groups and relationships because, as I said above, I do not have the time or energy to deal with it.  I do not have the graciousness or patience to overlook it right now. Maybe, in the future, I’ll change my mind.

Happy Thursday y’all. Who has my caffeine?

*I am very lucky to have a friend that I talk to regularly that has vastly different views on some hot topics and yet, we can have conversations about them. I can express why (or what) I feel about things. She can express her views. We can “yeah, but” back and forth and then turn around and talk about cute weekender bags. She gets it. And I wish more people did.

Who’s your daddy?!?

Apparently Texas is. A soon to be goose daddy anyway. I’ve taken to calling him the goose whisperer.


Perhaps Pip Daddy?

Someone reminded me that it wasn’t that many years ago I was getting all sick and sexified to go ride a mechanical bull. A portent perhaps? A warning to all you youngsters out there.

Oh, and chickens are a gateway drug. Remember that my friends.


The babies out for the day.

Then again, my mother keeps saying I’m only becoming my grandfather. The joke will be on her when I take a buttload of fresh produce and canning equipment to her house and force her to teach me. aka watching while she does the work.

It could be something in the water here.

Even my M-I-L is being nice. Besides the tractor seat (that is wonderful!) she bought for my birthday, she has offered to take Texas away for a day.  Do you know what I would do with all that free time?!?

Yeah, you’re right. I’d just clean and enjoy listening to nothing. But I’d sure enjoy it. If she’d hire a farm nanny and a housekeeper for the day, there’s no telling what trouble I could get into.

Happy Tuesday y’all!

p.s I was going to do a Take No Prisoners Tuesday post. However, a good night’s sleep has taken away my slash and burn attitude.  Along with avoiding ravelry and FB so far this morning.

Take No Prisioners Thursday*

*So what if it was originally TNP Tuesday. It’s my blog and I make the rules.  Besides, I’ve had an interesting week. As a wise friend said

The satisfaction would be brief and the fallout would be never ending.

I’ve been knitting tiny things that need eyes.  Which I may get next Thursday.  I do not have a JoAnn’s in my area, so I ordered online. HORRIBLE!  How do you order on a Monday morning and it doesn’t get shipped until Thursday? I get that they’re a brick and mortar store first, but do not sell things online if you can’t get it out in a timely manner.



Ahhh, the back forty as seen from the tractor seat.  I may pack up the dog, some knitting, a lunch and hang out back there today.  Or I may spin some Cupcake batts.  I’m still not sure.  All that packing and moving the battery from the tractor to the truck. I should have used the “breaking into tears” moment this morning to get Texas to switch the batteries.


Oh yeah, hot pink and rhinestoned out the wazoo.  I didn’t see the pink zebra stripe one (also with a cross) fast enough to get a picture of it. I think I blinded by all the bling.  Or repelled by the light of Christ.  (you know having a cold dark heart and all that).


Fire ban was lifted, so 3 months of limbs and grass were torched.  We’re on the cusp of  it going into effect again, so Texas better get his butt in gear this weekend.  A good fire is always cleansing.

I woke up thinking it was donut Friday and was woefully disappointed.  Heartbreaking really when you’re looking forward to still warm donuts with your coffee.

First Monday is coming up this weekend and I’m having to reign in his craziness.  NO!  We are not getting more ducks until you build another 2 houses and pens.

So, besides the 36 eggs in the incubator,  that’s all I got.

Happy Thursday y’all!

Take No Prisoners Tuesday: I think I’ll call it a draw

not going to jail food

Supplies.  I haz them.

01.  This may be the only thing that keeps me from going over the edge today. Srsly. (scroll over the picture to see the title muwahahah)

02.  I’ll be making the maple bacon cookies again and trying the pull apart bacon bread look about halfway down the page

03.  I may or may not share them with the Skinny PC and Large Meat Product when I go over for dinner tonight.

04.  Yeah, it’s that bad right now.

05.  But I have bacon and chocolate and weapons.

06.  Everyone, say hi to the really nice chicky from the Texas Tollways thing in Austin who was really helpful and nice yesterday.  And who is a knitter.  I forgot to ask if she had a blog or a Ravelry name.  She said she was stopping by.  Think I should have warned her we’re all a bunch of wierdoes?

07.  I have learned that 160 characters is not nearly enough room to express my anger and outrage and think that the cellphone companies need to give us more space to write texts.  Because sometimes? I don’t have to “suck it up, buttercup” and maybe

::: stopping thought right there before I stroke out ::::

08.  Zombies will eat your brains.  (oh, and the game is not on facebook /pout )

09. I love my little post office man.  He’s almost a male version of Cookie.  O.o

10.  Despite all of the stuff in the picture, I stopped by the gym on the way home to reactivate my membership since I was cleared to go. (well, with a billion restrictions, but still)

It’s April…


At least I knew that much this morning.

I had to confirm with Cookie that it was indeed Thursday.

It’s that bad over here.

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Now that I know it’s Thursday, I’m going to make it an honorary Take No Prisoners Tuesday.

Confused yet?


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So you all want to know about the coffee date from hell?  You know I hate people right?  This squishy stuff people keep talking about… still doesn’t trump the fact I hate people.  (no, you’re not people… and neither are you… or you back there)

I got to talking to someone in the produce section of the grocery store (what is it with me and grocery stores?).  She was nice.  She was funny.  She didn’t ask me what church I went to.  I suggested we get coffee sometime.

I like to get places early (despite my penchant for getting presents out late).  I get my coffee, settle in and pull out my sock… I’m enjoying myself.  She arrives on time (good sign)… trailing her 4 year old spawn from hell (bad sign).

This little monster did not sit, listen, or stop whining/crying/screaming for most of the half hour she was there.

Did I mention I hate spawn?

And when did bringing a child to an adult coffee “date” become acceptable?  Her excuse… the thing threw a fit when she was leaving, so she brought it with… and catered to the whining and begging while at the coffee shop. (don’t even get me started about what’s wrong with children today)

She also made a slightly snotty comment about the knitting… it could be that I was just overly annoyed at the spawn and it wasn’t so snotty, but I know it yanked my chain.

Thankfully, someone spoke up about the child and she excused herself to leave.  Said she’d call and we’d go out and do something  without the debil-child.

Yeah.  Like that’s going to happen.

As Cookie said: “She’s not our type of people”


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The best part of the day?  The woman sitting next to me said something about manners and children after the hellion left.    I thought “hey, there might be some redemption to the day yet”.


She asked me what church I go to.

I told her I was a godless adulterous whore heathen who didn’t want to hear her shit and walked away.

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I got a wii fit today from my mom for my birthday.  Apparently I am an unbalanced, uncoordinated oaf.

It even asked me if I trip  a lot.

Hello?!?!  Can you say floppy paw?

Of course I’m unbalanced and uncoordinated!

And I’m not sure I like something that talks back to me like that.

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Have a good one y’all.

(yeah, I couldn’t even get a happy thursday out of me with out wanting to hurl.)

Take No Prisoners Tuesday

01.  Yes, it is TNP Tuesday.  But I don’t have a good rant worked up.  Do you?

02.  It’s also Trash Talk Tuesday, but I dont’ have any good gossip either.

03.  ZOMG!  I want to make this bread.

04.  L.A. trip this week.  Blech.  I seriously need to stay overnight next time.

05.  I want A Season’s Tale.  I lurve the sweters.

06.  I also want this little toy.  Talk about loading a mag fast.

07.  Yeah, it’s one of those days… I got nothing.

08.  I was checking out memes and found this one. Here is today’s quote to inspire:

The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. — e e cummings

09.  I couldn’t agree more.

10.  I know, they probably want more of a statement than that, but I told you, I got NOTHING!

11.  Can I distract you with a picture?

lake 011

12.  Texas’ birthday is coming up (yes, we’re both Aries) and I get to pick up his first present this Friday!  WOOT!  I can’t say what it is yet because he does know about this place (not that he checks it, but just in case!) but I know he’s going to love it.  The second one is going to be more of a practical thing, but he needs it so he’s not working so hard on his week off and we can play more.

13.  Because I’m all about the playing.

14.  I can’t decide which project to take on the plane with me.  Any suggestions?

15.  Have I mentioned that I’m not looking forward to going?  I want to stay at the lake!

16.  I mean, REALLY!  How could you want to leave this:

lake 001

17.  Hey!  Look!  Maybe I did have something after all.

Off to pack.  Have a good midweek y’all!

TNP Tuesday – I don’t know about this

Well, it’s another Take No Prisoners Tuesday… and there is someone I’d love to take out, but it’s not my place to do so. Just remember we hate people.

No, you’re not a people. You either. And not you … yes you, way in the back.

I have unexpected stuff to do today, so all you get today is a header change thanks to Texas… who sent me this picture from where he is working this week. We hate Texas just a little for rubbing this in.

Oh, and some quizzes thanks to Carrie. Who is going to be enjoying the beach today. We hate Carrie just a little too. I’d much rather be by some water.

You Are a Spork

You have a playful, eccentric sense of humor.

You are creative. You see the world in bold colors.

You are a dabbler. You love to experiment.

You aren’t an expert in anything, but you know a little about everything.

Plus one I felt like doing:

You Have a Choleric Temperament

You are a person of great enthusiasm – easily excited by many things.

Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.

You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.

You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.

Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.

You’re an instantly passionate person – and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.

At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.

Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.

A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.

Happy Tuesday y’all!

Ten on Tuesday – Cold Dark Heart Edition

Today is a bad floppy paw day, so I’m bringing back Take No Prisoners Tuesday and mixing it up with 10 on Tuesday: 10 Things I Hate About You

01. If I’m paying for a membership to a gym that purports to have 24/7 access, could you make sure your door/ card reader thingy actually works for more than 20 minutes once a week. I don’t want to go there at 5 a.m. only to have to come back home because it’s not working and I can’t get in. Just remember, this is a small town, I have your personal cell phone number and next time, I might just use it.

02. OMG! I’m molting!

03. In an attempt to not have to wear an asshat or eat woecake… WTF? Entry-level requirements? Are you out of your freaking mind? I’m sorry we don’t all have the overabundance of time that certain princesses seem to have. Puh-leeeese. Don’t even get me started on the rude person who practically demanded yarn from my stash because she needed it to finish a project.

04. I know you don’t need a high school education to do your job and they probably don’t pay you a whole hell of a lot, but could you learn to put lids on right? Mmmkay? Thanks. My crotch also thanks you.

05. Just because one lives in California, does not make them the typical bobblehead California girl. I don’t care where you work, or how many businesses you own or what kind of car you drive or the size of your house. You are still a creepy old man and I’m not interested. Not interested at all. Don’t confuse me being a sweet and well mannered person with having even an iota of an interest

06. I hate the desert with the passion of 1000 burning suns. Oh wait. That’s how hot it felt yesterday. I need water. And green. And no black widows or scorpions. Can I also ask what the hell is up with overabundance the flies? (What? Did we have a banner year for breeding?)

07. Speaking of hating the desert…I hate insurance companies and living in limbo. Could you just get off your fat ass and approve my surgery already? And while you’re at it, could you please pay the outstanding mileage claims and penalties that you owe me? I could be working at a pretty awesome job… fuckwad.

08. While on that subject… I hate prying, snooping, sneaky shits. I know to you it’s just a job, but damn. Can I add that you’re also not doing such a good job at it if I know you’re there.

09. Landlords suck. It’s either climb up on the roof myself, go talk to the icky “drunk-dialing while my wife is dying” neighbor or wait and suffer until maybe Sunday when you might be able to come down. If I were an owner, I’d already have hired a little man to run up there for me.

10. Who the hell put the porch post thing THERE?

11. I hate fake people who name drop and try to glom onto others in the hopes of what? Feeling like you’re part of some “in crowd” that really isn’t a crowd at all. Do you not have enough personality of your own? When you do that, I can guarantee that I won’t like you. It’s overly apparent what you are doin.

12. Five years. Gone. And I’m o.k. with it. I don’t know if I hate the fact that I’m o.k. or because it was so easy … but I do know that I hate you too.

And for a little squishy:

See Cookie. Squishy can co-exist with bitter and cranky. And I couldn’t even stop at ten.

Happy Tuesday y’all.