Say what???

I got several calls to my cell phone this weekend from this #: 254720634224

Yeah, I know - it's got too many digits to be a real phone number...that's what made me curious...

I missed the first call and almost called back - cuz usually when someone calls my cell, they need or want to get a hold of me..and G-Man was out god knows where doing god knows what (yeah, I let god handle it)...

Anyway, realizing it was not a local #, I googled it - well the first 10 digits anyway...cuz that's all that really matters, right?

It is a cell phone with a Texas area code...oh shit....

Who do I know in Texas that is up to any good? Noone...

But the next time they called, I let my curiosity get the better of me and answered...

Me: Hello?
Texas: Hello? hello? I am blah-blah-mush-blah-crap
Me: Who is this?
Texas: Who is this?
Me: Hey, I asked first!!! And you called me....
Texas: I am blah-blah-mush-blah-crap...
Me: Identify yourself in English - an English that I can understand - or I am hanging up...
Texas: blah-blah-mush-blah-crap-giggity-do-giggity
Me: Click....

A few hours later he (I assumed it was a he although it was a little hard to tell - the voice did have a little feminine quality to it) called back...

And I was still curious (the boredom of my so called life had set in) - so I answered...

Me: Hello?
Texas: Hello? hello? I am looking for blah-blah-mush-blah-crap-creep-giggity-boo-hah-crap
Me: This is not ...hell, I don't know...leave me alone already...why did I answer this call...thank God it is the weekend and it is not costing me anything - I hope...
Texas: I am blah-blah-mush-blah-crap...
Me: Just shut the fuck up til you learn English, ok?
Texas: Click...
Me: And don't call back, ya here?

Problem solved:)

Not Happy???

So I tried to renew three of my prescriptions online the other day - two for my BP and one for my attitude.

The attitude (aka happy) pills had no refills left. But that did not keep me from trying.

I got an email response back...

We cannot refill your happy pills without your doctor's permission. So, we talked to your doctor. Unfortunately, she does not want to give her permission. She wants you to come in for a visit to determine just how unhappy you are.

Damn, have they switched docs on me? They must have...cuz she would not, could not, forget how I get when I am not happy.

That attitude does not fix itself...so just give me the FUCKING pills, OK?

Please? So I can be happy again?

Unless you like it when I am not happy...

...& Fundraising

The Boosters (aka...Athletic Department Supporters) sponsor a Reverse Raffle fundraiser every january. It is pretty expensive (dinner ticket plus everything you take a chance on after you get there) and more of a couple or group activity. So I usually do not put that event on my calendar.

but...

At the football awards dinner one of the dad's suggested that the group of us who sit together at the football games get a table and go have some off-season fun...

So here we go...maybe...depends if we can get enough people to fill a table that are willing to part with the dinner fee knowing they will blow another few bucks while they are there....hmmm...what do I get myself into?...but it will be fun...and I will take only so much cash with me...and I will leave my debit and credit cards home even if they are not maxed out- I promise...

No more fundraisers, please....I'll buy my kids uniforms and gear....

Volunteering...

I just cannot help myself...
The High School Athletic Department decided to try a different fundraiser this year - a Nautica Poker Festival at the PowerHouse in the Flats (or what is left of it).

Being the Rebel Mom I am, I have volunteered to be a Fee Collector/Shift Monitor on for a couple of 4-5 hour shifts...I have no clue what I am suppose to do...but I was assured that it would be easy and fun.

G-Man wants to know what the heck I am doing going down to the flats at night alone. I said I will not be alone, I am going with another Mom...that didn't help my cause much...but how do you know what its like in the flats anyway, G-man?

If any of you who stumble across this blog are interested in helping a good cause (IMBHO), we are looking for dealers for Thursday and Sunday shifts...I am assured that no experience is necessary. One of the football coaches has supposedly won awards for his dealing abilities and can teach anyone(except me)in a few minutes...

Hmmm...recently there has been an increase in the number of football players caught gambling in the student lounge...coincidence?

I refuse to deal...I am not going to take the chance of misdealing and having some angry card shark follow me when I am leaving the flats at night...

But I think I'll have the O-line coach escort me to my car just as a precaution...:)