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word to the wise. never ever drunk dial a red headed boy.... and sit on the phone with him (& his brother snd friend) for an hour n' a half...

now I fear I have to make bacon n' eggs for him tomorrow

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okay... amazingly enough I am not deathly ill from "the drink"... am sitting here at kerrie's watching the mummers' parade and trying to piece together comments I made on the phone... eh... yeah... pretty much uneventful except for the comment to the rhb's brother telling him that he's a sassy "brother-in-law to be" and could he "put the groom" on the phone.

what the eff was I thinking? damn coors lights.

so yeah I could 've kept that under wraps... but no. I had to tell ya' as punishment to myself.

hey.... at least I didn't hop in a cab and go over there last night when rhb asked me to... and I didn't schlep over there to make bacon & eggs...

oh goofy new year.

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hmmmm... interesting. just had a phone call... supposed to meet up with rhb @ o'neill's tonight... of course, i was napping when he called and was groggy when i answered the phone and it was kinda surreal --- i was like "eh, hold on, you're calling me to tell me to meet you at o'neill's, one sec, i gotta shake myself awake"

yeah. i said that. i am so utterly not cool.

go and vote... pick me (since i am not nominated for "most bloody humourous" blog, i may as well do the blogho thang...)

so... eh... always lovely to break resolutions on the first day of the year...

crap.

so it looks like i have come in 3rd in the paul katcher football pool... it's been fun this season - figures that i did well in a pool where no money was riding on it...

and, erm, as far as breaking a resolution... eh, i, um, didn't stick with my diet yesterday... or this morning... yep. that's what i meant

hey all... here's an odd post, but i have my reasons... i know how to make them, and mine are fantastic (i've been making them and perfecting them for about 12 years now)... but...

WHAT IS YOUR BEST RECIPE FOR MASHED POTATOES?

i mean PLAIN mashed... not garlic, not dirty, just plain... write it in the comments... i'll explain next week... but i need your input...

any secrets as to how you make 'em fluffy? non-lumpy? smooth as silk? etc. etc.?

do you use Yukon golds? finns? something else?

i will be using 5 pounds of potatoes... let's just tell ya that... in case you want to adjust your recipe...

wow thank you all for the tater tips!! now i am hungry for mashed potatoes... it's a somewhat longish story that i will discuss later on as to why the potatoes are an issue...

care to comment as to what you think the reason why i am having a callout for mashed potato recipes????

hmmmm... i only have 77 votes to sharp corners' 94 votes...

although i prefer "blog ho" rather than the actual title, i implore you to go vote for me...

you can vote once a day til jan 17th. go do it!

so i am feeling punky... throat is somewhat sore, chest is kinda not feeling good when i breathe...

anyway, last night, gigglemom was like "do my legs look swollen?"

um... yes, actually they do...

so i type in her symptoms: headache, shortness of breath, swelling of legs, throw in a little confusion, chronic dry cough and guess what i got?

before i head off to the emergency room, shouldn't my site be getting "whore points" when a "competitor" rips off my blogwhore photo???

go kick his image swiping m.f. texas ass and vote for me :)

so I am sitting in the hospital... more specifically, room 17 of the emergency room... gigglemom has had an ultrasound of her legs, xray of her chest and and ekg....

she mentioned to Dr. "Joe" - who, by the way, looks like Jackie Chan...seriously- GM said to the doc that I had gone online last night and typed in the symptoms and what her COPD & emphysema could be aggrevated by and he said (between laughter):

"oh really and what were your internet findings? perhaps you'd like to be her physician"

dude. don't move ahead of fucking verizon on my fucking shit list today otherwise you're gonna need to suture the hole I am gonna rip in your ass.

anyway... GM always forgets to mention her abdominal aortic aneurysm... and how she also had to have her iliac arteries scraped in 01...

so I began to mention it and jackie chan walked away mid-sentence... oh. hell. no.

see, I mentioned the iliacs because GM has had swelling in legs lately and he poo-poo'd my congestive heart failure theory saying that both legs would be swollen, not just one... um, jackie, both ARE... the right one a little more than the left...

just pisses me off... anyway... we've been here since 1:00pm... right now it's 7pm...

now I am not saying I want GM to have congestive heart failure, but it'd be nice to say "eff you, Dr. "Joe", I was right"

oh well... I will update y'all later...

in the meantime, go vote for me at the B.O.B.s... do it for Gigglemom...

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well... gigglemom is being admitted... she has a "touch" of congestive heart failure... also an enlarged heart and a little chronic bronchitis...

take THAT, jackie chan... the web kicked your ass in 30 seconds to your 9.5 hours to diagnose.

anyone else need an evaluation?

okay... standing in vestibule typing... giggleaunt judy stopped over 25min ago so she's yapping with gigglemom...

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hey all - thank you so much for the comments... well, gigglemom was admitted last night (as i said) and i am heading over there in a few minutes... i called the hospital and she still hasn't gotten a room... she's still "in the holding area" of the ER... fantastic...you shoulda heard the old crazy lady in the next bay over moaning in there yesterday.

everytime i am in an ER there's an old crazy moaning lady - i think they actually hire one for the ambiance... makes it more teevee-like, i suppose... unfortunately, didn't see a george clooney lookalike (only jackie chan) -- one of the orderlies did look like a chunky round-headed version of Brad Pitt though... haven't spotted any redheaded doctors, but there's always this morning to keep on the lookout.

on the blogwhore-front... come on, folks, you can vote every day!!!!

go vote for me... i've got a mom with congestive heart failure who's still in the "holding area" of the ER... do it for gigglemom...

hey. just got back from a few hours at the hospital. GM is still in the "holding pen" -- and besides the "smidge of congestive heart failure" and the "touch of chronic bronchitis", she now has "borderline pneumonia"...

eh... apparently, her body is going about getting sick all half-assed, can't commit heartily to one illness, has to be a smidge, a touch or borderline.

fantastic.

my body on the otherhand has decided full-on that it's sick. i am now popping some anti-biotic that i found under the bathroom sink (at home, not the ER) and downing a little robitussin... i plan on heading back to the hospital around 5 or 6 but kinda want to nap...

i'd emailed/called work earlier and my boss rocks and said not to worry, all's being taken care of, which is a relief... although i feel like a slacker for not being able to go in... so i emailed the kickass IT dude and he sent me the info so i can download some zipped thing and work from home... i will set that all up tonight "just in case" any godawful thing like this happens again...

on a lighter note: i seriously want to do a test run of the mashed potatoes tonight or today - maybe i will make 'em and bring a little into the hospital for gigglemom to try out and critique... (again, i will get into the details of the mashed a little later....)

keep voting... i am (at present) tied for 1st.

(by the way. there was a cute dude dragging my mom off for an echocardiogram this morning... funny, too... no red hair, and didn't look irish, but he was cute...)

so gigglemom's been in the "holding area" of the ER since 1:00pm yesterday... what's that? nearly 30 hours. fantastic.

i just got home. she's resting comfortably and knitting waiting for meds and to talk with the doctor.

my throat is getting worse. my cough is getting deeper. i am getting tired.

i want to start peeling the yukon golds, but might take a nap instead. seeing as that chao jackass in the previous post's comments caused me to growl

hey all... everyone go over to my friend, eh, Shore Chick (i would say her name, but not sure if she wants me to at the moment) and say hello...

she started a blog!!! yay!!!

one of us... one of us... one of us...

oh sweet baby jeezuz. i had an IM... oh... i am wiping tears from my eyes right now, this is precious... i needed a laugh after feeling like crap and schlepping back and forth to gigglemom in the ER... there is just so much humor in this AIM conversation... so many precious moments... tell me which part is your favourite*

go. now. read this conversation (granted, my grammar may be a bit off in a couple of my sentences and perhaps even my last correction... but i think it's better than what the original was.):

g'morning... so i just got a phone call and apparently they are sending gigglemom home... this is good news - except for the fact that i am basically a walking outbreak monkey and feeling like hell... but this means that i will have to do 15 billion loads of laundry and all that stuff, i already did a quick swipe around the house (some laundry, dishwasher, cleaned mashed potatoes off counter, etc etc)

anyway, am heading down there...

in the meantime, don't allow those other folks to move ahead of me in the blogho poll... i mean, do you really think they'd be trying to drum up votes while their mothers were in the hospital? of course not... so go. vote again - it's once a day that you're allowed. tell your friends. paint it on a water tower "VOTE GIGGLECHICK"...

i think the prize is webhosting, blogexplosion credits, and a few other goodies... - i have a great webhost already - so am just doing it for the traffic and good ol' fashioned whoriness... if i win first place i will donate my "year bloghosting" subscription to some deserving blog (start voting and also start slapping your blogspot urls in my comments... with kind messages attached)... and the blog design prize, while i dig ciao, my bella, i will also donate that as well... (how would it look for a web designer to have her own site redesigned by someone else?)...

okay i am off to the hospital... they never gave GM a proper room. just a bay in the damned ER... so i really feel she didn't get 100% treatment, and i am pretty upset by this.

wow. shabe was my 7500th comment (on MT)

good good.

on the bad. bad. note, i've blue screened 2x in the past hour and at least once a day this week.

help. what do i do, oh techie wizards... help.

oh lord... thank you. thanks to the IM with the italianpimple last night, i haven't laughed this hard in a while...

but, now, faithful reader, DrumminGlenn, has now jumped into the mix with a fine display of horrid use of the language and sent me his conversation with the little pimp boy with the poor English skills:

redhead. male. 30s. no wedding band. little silver station. blue eyes. nice jaw. fancypants coat.

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so... gigglemom is wearing the patch at the moment and also using her nicotrol inhaler and she thinks i can't smell her smoking a frigging cigarette downstairs...

!@#$

okay... so... you all have known for a while that i apparently have a screw loose, eh?

well today is the annual frigging "HooHa" that i have been dragged to kicking and screaming for the past number of years.

unfortunately, i will be flying solo... my saving graces, cousin kerry (is in florida now) and cousin chrissy (can't make it) won't be there... last year kerry couldn't make it either... *sigh*

so now both twins are married (the most recent was the one with the wedding invite....*ahem*) - their "delightful" husbands "can't make it" today... which is FINE by me...

i am just waiting for another comment like:

"well, it must be nice to still be out in the dating scene, although i am sure since you are that old, that you need to start looking for guys on the clearance rack."

yes. i am still livid over that statement... trying to think up comebacks to effing rude idiotic comments like that again:

"yeah, the clearance rack at Barney's"

"clearance rack? oh wait, where's your husband? is he working today? when did your dad get him the job as a janitor?"

"that's it bitch, oh hell no!" -- and proceed to mime throwing hockey gloves off and lunge at her.

*sigh* alas, i cannot do any of that. gigglemom has a gag order on me... apparently, i am not even supposed to be typing this on my site (what. evah.)

okay so I am pretending to have a cold (4 of them are germophobes).. so I have been banished to 11feet away from the group... I am pmsing and feeling surly... so this suits me fine.

the one 2nd cousin has 2 kids... let's just say the the RRE is a lot quieter than it is here... that's saying a lot... my ears are effing killing me between the kid screaming, the kid banging a hammer on something metal... and the 4 bloody games that have voice chips and singing... my CAPD is not doing well right now.

anyway... so far the worst comment was:

"well thank god i'm not single... I don't have to worry about getting fat like you, erin"

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

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hey so i just did my first 30 minutes of the slim in 6 program... not too shabby, i didn't pass out. so that's a plus.

the push-ups nearly did me in though. think i have carpal tunnel in my right wrist.

day 1 down. 35 days to go.

busy day at work... am sitting on the 5:58pm train home though so that's a good thing...

kinda hungry though... all i've had today was a packet of maple brown sugar oatmeal and a slimfast... and a coffee...

lean cuisine evening for me followed by an hour to design the belmar parade t-shirts and then day 2 of the slim in 6 workout.

they said something in the express slim in 6 book about sucking on a sponge, but then they followed it up with "if you think that's real, make sure it's a clean sponge"... so I am assuming that they were joking around.

I really want mashed potatoes for dinner though. dangit. I just fell asleep on the train for an hour and dreamt of mashed potatoes... kooky.

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okay... normally i wouldn't post an email on here from someone i dig... but, i received a response from the RHB about the Mashed Potato Ambush...complete with uppercase lettering :)

"Thanx for the Taters. They were FANTASTIC! They were probably in the top two I ever had.

now, keep in mind that last week he already told me that his mother's are the best mashed potatoes.

so, if mine come in second to a boy's mama's then i am quite happy... damned happy!

true... suuuuure he didn't say "i love you" or "let me sweep you off your feet since you swept me off mine with potatoes" or "hey let's go out soon" or "let me be the meat for your mashed potatoes".... but the fact that i was second best... next to his mama... hell yeah...

i so want to say:

"i will keep you in mashed potatoes comfortably for the rest of your life"...

i won't say it, but i wish i could...

or that i could say... "i had a special ingredient in those taters... and that's loooove, baby...."

heh. yeah. i am frigging giddy.

at least, if nothing else comes of it, i will be able to make my mashed potatoes with total and complete confidence for the remainder of my days...

still high off the email about the carbs... heh. well, last night I did day 2 of the Slim in 6 program.... right now I am sore as hell... but it's a good sore, y'know?

I did 1/2 an hour of the "Start it Up" program... then the 15 min of stretching with the "Slim & Limber" program... i'd planned on doing the limber thing this morning but, eh, I kinda slept in a bit later than I wanted...

tonight I start Phase 2... the "Ramp it Up" program... there're resistance bands involved *gulp*

and I will then do the "Slim & 6 pack" afterwards (if I haven't died)... that's the ab workout...

see, this chick, she lost 50 pounds in 150 days...

see, with me, it's the first week that is hardest to get into a routine.... and I am working out late at night (10:30pm) because the mornings really won't cut it... am usually in a rush... plus gigglemom'll kill me if I wake her up.

yep... this is me blathering almost as an aside to myself about how I WILL work out.

i'd been doing really well back in august when I was doing the "Smart Girls Do Dumbbells" workout... actually I loved it... then I missed a day... then another... then my room became a mess again (i just cleaned it sunday night) so that was a good excuse.

I think that (and I will see how this phase 2 thing is) I can also add my leslie sansone walking dvds into the fray...

yep... so since I started this on sunday the 9th, that means that on february 20th I will have completed the 6 weeks.... i'm gonna be hawt by the time the st. pat's parade rolls around...

anyway... that's my morning chatter on the train... sick how I am thinking about wanting to get home to workout...

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by the way, i wonder if y'all noticed that i haven't been "whoring" my blog for votes lately... eh, actually i forgot all about it, guess i am gonna come in 3rd anyway... not that big a deal :)

thanks for the votes, apparently, 2 blogs have conjured up over a thousand votes apiece... i've only got a little over 500 and that's cool by me --- thank you guys, that was keen of you to think i was a big whore... erm... wait... you know what i meant. apparently yesterday they changed the rules about voting - according to the site they've foregone the IP address limitation... so here i was trying to be on the up and up and telling everyone to just vote once. and not to vote with every email address under the sun... i guess those rules have flown out the window... *ahem*

man. long day. tomorrow's gonna be longer... i have to be in by 9am. ugh. that means i have to catch the 6:55am train. ugh.

anyway... i did the "Ramp it Up" workout from Slim in 6... only was able to do 40 minutes of 55 minutes. hey it's better than nothing, isn't it?

on a parade note: i have designed the belmar parade t-shirts and my chairmen gave the go ahead for me to order them... hoping to have them this saturday in time for the 12:30 meeting... to show.... and also because our first fundraiser is this sunday!

so whoever's in the jersey area over the next month or so of sundays... it'd be swell if you could attend at least one of the fundraisers!!!! they're a great time!!!!

a girl at work here is running a fundraiser for the Mid-Atlantic Great Dane Rescue League... granted, it's not a tsunami that you'd be giving to, but just lookit these puppydogs! help them!

Special fundraiser - be a Valentine to a Great Dane!





January 14th to February 28th

wow I really didn't post much yesterday... I missed the 7:21am train by a minute... the fog is unbelievable... so it's the RRE for me today...

go give a happy birthday shoutout to my parade co-conspirator, shorechick

what else? wound up chatting with an ex of mine out of the blue yesterday. gosh that was four and a half years ago we dated. hadn't spoken with him in years. was nice to email back & forth.

last night I did day 4 of the slim in 6... didn't go crazy with the ramp it up workout. only did the 15 minutes of ab work with "slim & six pack" and then stretched with the "slim & limber"... at least I did something, right?

some of the results on that site are amazing.

of course, since I missed the train this morning it gave me the opportunity to go to the Corner Bagelry and get a buttered 7 grain bagel and an apple tea. not the breakfast of champions but it could've been a plain white bagel so that was sort of a good choice...

supposed to get the parade shirts tomorrow... cross your fingers that they turn out kick ass.

and on that note I am gonna pass out on the train now.

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morning. so as i am sitting here (about to get ready for work) i am chugging hot apple flavoured TheraFlu.

felt a twinge of a sore throat yesterday, then mom called to say she was leaving work early because she felt the flu coming on. so she went home and cooked up chicken dumpling soup and slept.

i came home still not feeling horrid. then this morning, my throat has started growling at me. hence, the TheraFlu.

i can't get sick, i have the bloody fundraiser this weekend. wahhhhhh.

man it's yucky & nasty out... it's around 60degrees but POURING buckets of rain... there's a flash flood warning for monmouth county today... hopefully the RRE isn't wiped out by one... although, if the 10 loud talking construction guys and the crazy russian lady yelling on the cell phone got flushed away, I wouldn't be upset.

svetlana on the cell is sitting directly behind me... so I turned around, looked her straight in the eye and gave my best bresnef/kgb evil eyebrow raise... she still kept talking...

shoulda said, "hey, Red, shutski the effski upski"

that's all the russian I know.

grand 2 new. loud talking construction dudes bitching about their lists of DWIs... poor guys (/sarcasm)

pms and the RRE are not a great combo. add a sore throat to the mix and I am surly. at least the theraflu's taking the edge off

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the oh so delightful Riff Raff Express is stuck in the tunnel because of:

A) wire problems
B) the rain / flooding
C) problems at penn station

no it's not a multiple choice quiz. it's D) all of the above.

I have a warm slimfast in my purse to live off for the next two weeks if necessary.

supposedly they are going to "try to reverse the train" and go west and come into Penn a different frigging way.

so I am late as hell to work.

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speaking of "boobs"...

thank gawd he wasn't my guidance counselor.

sitting here eating oatmeal and about to get ready for the parade meeting... still feeling punky. sore throat, tired, etc. shorechick kicks ass and is bringing me a big ass coffee with milk when she gets to the meeting.

have errands to run - bank, hardware store. i have to go get some nail aprons so that we can shove money in 'em tomorrow while selling t-shirts and buttons - last year it was hard to hold a beer while handling money. and i remembered that i used to wear one when i did caricatures about 10 years ago.

got the t-shirts in hand yesterday - they look really good.

i had a HORRIBLE dream last night, a "nightmare" if you will...

i was setting up the t-shirt table at the FSOS in old bridge where the 1st fundraiser is tomorrow... anyway i was setting up and noticed that the green ink was not on all of the shirts, that the printer just did a shoddy job (which in reality, he did a GREAT job)... and i was (in the dream) going around to my head honchos whining and then i came back to my table and there was another guy there who had about 10 different styles of t-shirts/sweatshirts and was sitting there pretty much moving more of his stuff onto my table... and i remember saying rather snottily "um, i thought i was the only one selling shirts" and he said "good luck, kid"
and then my alarm woke me up.

god that was an awful nightmare. seriously i was sweating when i woke up. stupid flu-riddled fever stress panic nightmare.

gotta hop in shower... and see if that can't help my sore throat, etc...

hey so all the t-shirts that i had printed are for sale at the fundraisers... if you can't make a fundraiser, it'd be swell if you could help sponsor our parade by buying a t-shirt (yes, even YOU out there in colorado and texas.)

dammit. i was feeling better today then i went to the meeting and then i went running errands and now i feel rundown, sore-throaty and punky again... i had plans tonight that i had to cancel... this sucks.. and the fundraiser is tomorrow... i have to guzzle a bucket of orange juice and sleep. that's what i am gonna do tonight. dagnabit.

um, thanks to those who commented on my "physical condition" -- but i wasn't on my death bed... i just stayed home from a surprise party that i'd planned on going to... and i felt my throat freaking out and stomach going loopy. i feel better now, just it's not that big a deal, okay... thanks though... it was a sore throat. nothing crazy. nothing that's going to cause me to "miss the parade" on march 6th. it's not like i was Mary Ingalls and was blinded by scarlet fever...

i am fine. just a frigging cold.

i am okay... it was only a sore throat!

well I don't have off on this holiday... am sitting here on the first leg of the commute drinking apple tea (already devoured my grain bagel)

it snowed last night (more like a dusting, really)

had the first of the fundraisers yesterday... it went very well.... I sold a bunch of my shirts! not sold out but I have 6 more fundraisers to sell 'em at and the old bridge one isn't even local! and it was like I was slinging hotcakes... did well... now they can't say it's "erin's little project"... seriously, I should've tried out to be on The Apprentice...

well, long branch station's coming up & I have to switch trains......

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