Author: Angie World

Another day, another chance to eat within my points, I did it yesterday, even managing to have Taco Bueno. I am so totally a Taco Bueno girl, I don’t even know when it started but there it is. I am about to make a confession here, I know you all will be shocked to your very cores, but if someone told me I would have to choose between Starbucks and Taco Bueno, I would choose Bueno. I can make coffee at home; I cannot make Taco Bueno food at home. One reason is I don’t cook, I choose not to, and it always turns out weird. So I stopped. No need to cook when there are so many options available, especially in Plano, TX.
Here lately I have become enamored with watermelon, I cannot get enough of it, I eat it every day, all day and it is zero points so I can just eat all of it! And I do, I will probably get tired of it eventually but for now, yum and refreshing in this heat.
Ok, it is almost that time again, United Way time, we will begin our fund raising efforts next week, scouring the area for giveaways that we can auction or raffle off to make money for this great cause. Last year was a phenomenal fund raising period, our group raised over $9,000.00 for United Way. I am looking to go over $10,000.00 this year. We have two months to make it happen. So if any of you out there have a business you would like to promote, or would like to donate a gift basket for us to raffle, I am taking donations. Please leave your contact information in the comments section, or at least your email address and I will contact you.
Ok people today is Tuesday, go out and make it a spectacular day!

This weekend I discovered the most amazing thing, on Facebook of course, there is a new page called You know you are from Owasso if…. Well you all know I am all over that, it has been the most fun, there are over 1100 members so far. We are of all ages, classes and bring different memories to the site.
As all of you who read me regularly know I am very loyal to my hometown of Owasso, Oklahoma, I still believe it was the best place to grow up. We had the best teachers and from I can see received the best public school education in America. We were not taught to pass a standardized test, we were taught by teachers who were passionate about their calling. Teachers who were brilliant themselves, Mr. Wright, who taught history with a passion, anyone remember his war reenactments? Mrs. Arnold, who taught English, she was so tough, strong and scary at times, I learned so much from her. Oh and for those on that site that had her, please clean up your grammar, if she ever finds us she is going to be on some of you like a duck on a June bug.
Reading everyone’s memories, posting some of my own, I was overwhelmed by the flood of emotion and memories this weekend. I left Owasso as soon as I could, however, that does not mean I didn’t love it, I did and still do. Owasso holds challenging memories for me as well, my son is buried there along with my parents. Along with the happy memories there are difficult ones, I deal with the ones that I can and push the ones that are too painful away.
I love to go visit, I love seeing the growth, it is not the same Owasso, it has grown so much and I am grateful. I am grateful my home town did not go the way of a lot of small towns in Oklahoma. They have not stagnated, they have grown and prospered. I am so very proud to say I am an Owassoan. We all so totally rock, on the whole, we are all smart, funny, caring and amazing humans. We have found our way in the world and are making our mark. We, the natives, have not remained still either, as Owasso grew, so did we. In our chosen places of abode, I landed in Texas, after a brief sojourn to Georgia. Others landed in California, Florida, Missouri, over seas. Serving our great country, we learned a lot about loyalty and giving back in Owasso.
Today I am often horrified at the level of public education in the state of Texas; all the teachers do is teach a standardized test, it is horrifying how much these children do not know. Thankfully mine all went through before that was really pushed. I am not impressed with these children, I do not believe if they pass this test they have high intellect, they know nothing about history, they cannot speak proper English and their vocabulary’s are stagnate. It is horrid, if this is the level of education that all of American children are receiving these days, we need to start over, use Owasso back in the day as a model. I am with Matt Damon on this issue, I was taught to use my imagination, I was taught history, math, English, literature, music and pride, pride in my achievements. Achievements that for the most part cannot be measured by a standardized test, thanks to the teachers in Owasso, and my mother, I have a large vocabulary, a comprehension skill that I hope staves off dementia, and I still have a love of learning.
To all of my amazing teachers of Owasso, Oklahoma, I salute you, I take my hat off to you, I lift my glass in your honor. You totally rocked my world!

I would like to report a sad occurrence, it will come as no surprise to some, others, well you will be shocked to your very core. I have broken up with weather, it was not my fault, and I would like to say right now I am innocent of any wrong doing. Weather has betrayed me on many occasions, the promise of snow, then none, taunting me with cooler temperatures, then yanking it away. This summer has been the last straw, blasting me with temperatures that are beyond humanly endurable. I don’t know what I did to deserve such callous treatment; however, I have reached my breaking point. The relationship is abusive in nature, in the past I have lavished praise on Weather, telling all how good he is to me. With the snow, the ice, rain, sleet and cooler temperatures of the past, but now, with the furnace like heat blasting me in the face every time I step beyond my air conditioned haven. Well I can no longer take the abuse. We are done, I know what you are thinking, as soon as Weather shows remorse and the temperatures drop to something more normalized I will take him back. Not this time, I am done with the taunting, the teasing the blatant, spiteful inconsistencies.
If anyone out there is in an abusive relationship with someone like Weather, get out now, drop them, teach them a lesson. We will not take it anymore!
So it is Friday, I am wearing a great outfit and my hair is amazing today! All in all a good day to break up with Weather as he will be jealous that I have moved on so easily. I am dumping him to spend more time with Television; Television has never let me down, has always been there and loves me.

So the other day a questions was posed on Facebook, which Sex in the City character are you? Well that is a loaded question, because I identify with portions of each of them, except for Carrie. I believe Carrie did some of the stupidest things a woman could do. Things that when they happened I was like OMG no woman on earth would do these things. I really hope I am right. Let’s take for instance the time Big told her he did not want to introduce her to his mother. She found out he went to church with his mother every Sunday, so she drags one of her cohorts with her, dresses in what she thinks is her Sunday best and off she goes. She “accidentally” bumps into them after church, forcing an introduction. Then her feelings get hurt when Big does not introduce her the way she wants to be introduced. I remember watching that episode with my nephew and he and I both were like are you kidding me. We could not believe she had done this incredibly stupid thing.
I have to admit I love Samantha, simply because she is so very honest with who she is and what she wants out of life. There is a line she says in the first movie, and yes I drug the Irishman with me to see it, she turns to Smith Jarred and says “I love you, but I love me more”. The Irishman turns to me and says that is so you. And he is right, I love me, I love me more than almost anything and anyone. The only people I truly love more than me are my children and their progeny. I love who I am, I love the fact that I recognize I have issues and deal with them; I get rid of the ones that harm me and keep the ones that make me slightly eccentric. I love who I am, I hope I have instilled in my daughter the ability to love herself and with that respect who she is and stay true to herself.
I agree with Charlotte on the rules, be a rules girl, respect yourself and others will respect you as well. I also love the fact that her vision about who she was changed, she decided that being with someone simply because he was who society said she should be with was not what she wanted. I loved it when she fell in love with Harry and realized he was not what she had envisioned herself with. I love how she learned humility and what true love is.
I don’t understand why they made Miranda the ugly one, was it because she was supposed to be the smart one? Is that really how men think of smart women? That we are less attractive than other women? The actress that plays Miranda is pretty in real life, but in the show they messed her teeth up and made her dowdy. How sad is that, on television and in the movies if you are smart you are seen as less than in the looks department. I find this especially troublesome as I believe I am highly intelligent, articulate and ever evolving, and so totally not unattractive. Oh I know I go through spells where I post that I am having an ugly day, but on the whole, I think I am really pretty. And everyone wants me. And I am smart.
Very frustrating to see smart women portrayed this way on my favorite medium, so in conclusion, I am a combination of all of the Sex in the City women, with only a little bit of Carrie thrown in. after all haven’t we all done something completely stupid at least once in our lives?

As of yesterday I have lost 19 pounds, thank you Weight Watchers, I feel a little better about myself. I still have my fat days, but I feel skinnier on the whole. Only 80 more pounds to go!! Then I will be perfect.
It is hot here in North Texas, seriously 107 degrees, over 30 days and counting of 100 + weather, and I hate the heat. I love the cold, I think we all know that, I want snow, ice, rain all of it. I love wearing sweater dresses and boots, tights and coats. Please bring back winter, I promise I will be good if you bring back winter!
Yesterday it was to Bonham for the Irishman’s car, luckily it was not what Auto Zone told him, it was just a battery and Jeffrey was able to correct the issue and save the Irishman some money. Today it is my car, a continuation of last week, Jeffrey had to order the part, so today my car will be perfect, yay!
I am cutting back on my food intake little by little, I am supposed to have 29 points a day, I have that down to about 20 now, some days I admit I eat the whole 29, but on the whole I keep it under that. I eat a lot of fresh fruit; those are all free point wise in the Weight Watcher system. I think I am very healthy. I do miss sour skittles and cheetos, I miss cheetos a lot, I dream about them. When I am old and it doesn’t matter if I am fat, like when I am 98, I am going to eat nothing but puffy cheetos for like a year. Then the next year I am going to eat nothing but sour skittles, then chocolate, then a whole year of Starbucks. So excited! Can’t wait to get old!

Yesterday was my mom’s birthday, she would have been 98, two more years to 100, she was born in 1913, July 30, 1913 to be exact. As most of you know from reading me, my mom passed away in 2003, August 11 was the date. I still miss my mom, I miss her humor, her wisdom and her quiet presence, I miss that most of all. I always felt like I was a better person just by being around her.
I remember the exact moment I fell in love with my mother, just really, heart, and soul, mind and being adoration of her. It was after my grandmother died, I was extremely close to my grandmother, she and I were so much alike, she gave me my love of trashy romance novels, Hollywood gossip and taught me to argue like a Southern woman. When she left this earth I was bereft, I very literally ran away to home, back to my mom and dad. I took my son Jeffrey and went for a week.
I think my mom was really sad to see me in so much pain, I remember it clearly, I was sitting at the dining room table and my mom was in the kitchen. She walked over, sat down, and took both of my hands in hers and looked me in the eye and said “I’ll argue with you if it will make you feel better”. I know that doesn’t seem like a huge thing to most of you out there, but my mom hated arguing, with a passion. I said yes, I think that would make me feel better. However we kept agreeing on everything and ended up in laughter agreeing to agree! It was a pivotal moment in our relationship, I knew without a doubt I would love this woman forever and I knew she loved me like a real daughter. Being adopted it was a huge moment for the both of us, I believe.
Her willingness to do something she didn’t like in order to take away my pain says so much about the kind of woman my mother was.
I know that in heaven yesterday there was a huge party, with my mother surrounded by all of her loved ones up there, her mother and father, her siblings, the baby she lost, my son, and of course her beloved Daddio, my dad. I can see them holding hands, her blushing like a school girl while he steals a kiss on the cheek.
Happy birthday Mom, I love you, you are my favorite mom!

Today is my Friday, I am very grateful; I am very tired, very stressed out and in need of rest, at least 8 hours of rest. Tomorrow I will be heading to Bonham to see Jeffrey Andrew and getting my car fixed, the air is going out and now there is an exhaust leak. Then at 3:00 I will be seeing Tessa! Very excited about that, I have not gotten to see her in a while and she has not gotten to spend the night with me in a long time. I miss my girl.
So last night, in the middle of the night, my son Alex wakes me up and says come in the living room, he bought me a new couch! It was shocking, I am very happy, I needed a new one and this was a very nice thing for him to do.
Saturday is my mom’s birthday, she would be 98, I know there is a huge celebration planned in heaven for her. Trust me when I tell you she earned all of her birthday celebrations, I miss her so much, but I know that one day I will get to see her and catch her up on all that has gone on. Perhaps she knows, perhaps she is very busy up there with my dad, my son, her parents and siblings. I envision them celebrating and singing and visiting non-stop, I also see my mom as being a young woman with my dad being a young man, in the early days of their marriage. They were so cute together, even in the “twilight” years of their marriage. Always holding hands, sneaking kisses, flirting with one another and always having each others backs. They were an amazing team and I am so happy that they are together now.
Week after next will be a difficult week for me, August 9th is Michael’s birthday and August 11th is the anniversary of my mom’s going home. If I am cranky and moody and sometimes downright mean, please have patience, perhaps I shall not write that week, or I may go overboard, hard to tell. Every year is different; it has gotten more difficult since my mom passed two days after Michael’s birthday. Perhaps that was her last act of mothering to me; she went to watch over my son, until I can go be his mom again.
I know I am kind of all over the board today, I feel scattered, perhaps it is the medication, it may have taken effect now. Today is the second day and I took the meds with coffee, heaven help us all.

Yesterday was the visit to the ENT, he was personable, charming and incredibly good-looking, he also looked up my nostrils. Embarrassing, wish I had cleaned with the Netti pot beforehand. He said that he believes that I have nerve damage from the sinus infection I had a few months back.
He gave me a round of steroid, which I have never taken before and told me that the meds would make me jittery and have energy; I laughed and said it would have to go a long way to beat the coffee that I drink every day. He then expressed surprise because I seem so calm and laid back. I told him it was years of conditioning from all of the caffeine I have consumed. Anyway I am looking forward to the jittery, hyperness. Bring it on!
I did not have a good evening, I went home to find the DVR box in the bedroom would not play back my recordings, I called Time Warner, the woman consulted a manual, then had me reset the box, which seems to have broken it. I can no longer view television at all in my bedroom. A totally black screen, with the cable box stuck on something labeled OCAP. This is devastating for me as at this point and time the bedroom is the only room I can live in. I can’t go in the living room, I most certain am not going into the other bedroom to watch television. So I did the only thing I could, took an ambient at 5:30pm and cried myself to sleep. I woke to still no television, so today I will make the hated phone call again to tech support at Time Warner. They are not helpful and are torturing me, the good news is today I can watch television in the living room until at least 6:00 pm, then if the cable is not fixed in the bedroom I will just go to sleep. No need torturing myself by remaining awake.
Tomorrow is my Friday, I am so excited!

My faith in humanity has been restored and I can write again, I know you are all excited about that. I am having my coffee and contemplating starting my workout routine tomorrow. I know what you are thinking, why not today, well today I have an appointment with and ENT (Ear, Nose and Throat Doctor), I have lost my ability to smell things. Well I take that back, I can smell things if the odor is very strong and very close to my nose. So I am a little concerned about that and feel the need to check it out. Will keep you all updated on my olfactory issues.
I am still losing weight, which I like, however it is not fast enough for me, I feel the need to be super skinny by summers end. I am convinced that if I am thin enough all of my problems will be resolved. And before you say anything I know how crazy that really sounds. But being ingrained with the saying, “you can never be too rich or too thin” I fully believe both. I really can’t do anything about the too rich, but the too thin, I can totally work on that. I also know that makes me crazy, there I beat you to it.
I am incredibly excited to be off this Friday, I am also excited about Thursday night, it is the Irishman’s monthly 1759 meeting, what is exciting is not the fact I will be tagging along (yes I invited myself and I do not think he wants me there) but Rachel will be there! So he doesn’t have to worry I will have someone to talk to and he has no fear of me wanting to be around him.
Rachel is incredibly cool and fun to be around, she is from Ireland and has the best accent, she is also funny and smart and great company. I am so excited to get to hang out with her! Sometimes I am amazed at the caliber of people I know. I feel so fortunate to be around people who are smart, funny, engaging and good looking/pretty (depending on the gender). I don’t know why they want to be around me, I am just grateful they do!
Today is my Wednesday, I am very happy, I kept thinking when I woke up that it was Thursday already, I think I was hoping I had slept through Tuesday and Wednesday. I can’t wait for Friday; I get to see Jeffrey and hopefully Elizabeth. My car is not acting right, so off to Bonham I go, to the best service center in North Texas. I am not just saying that because my ex-husband owns it and my son works there, seriously if you are in that area you need to take your car to them. While my ex no longer works on the cars (he was a mechanic when we met) he runs a shop that is fair in price and excellent in service. I do have to give him recognition for being a mechanic though, my dad used to say that he was one of the best mechanics he had ever met and coming from my dad, that was huge. Jeff has a way of just laying his hands on a car and can ascertain what is wrong with it. An amazing ability.
So my friends, I will sign off for now, I found I was very wordy today, missed you all yesterday.

I am taking a break today as I am filled with sadness for the world and for our future as a human race. Peace out homies