Awards-R-Us?

Sis 1 here . . .

We won another award.  The Lovely Ellen at Bad Word Mama! is our biggest fan, and we love her for it.

We're  supposed to answer questions that Ellen made up for us,  then   nominate 11 other bloggers who have fewer than 200 followers and make up questions for them to answer.

Here are the questions Ellen chose for us:


1. How do you feel about PDA (Public Display of Affection)?
Love it and hate it.  Love to see the handholding and the man's touch on the woman's lower back to protect her, and even the occasional kissing.  Hate major groping, tongues down throat, and basically dry humping.  Having said that . . . give me the right guy and I'll do all that and more.

2. Have you ever dumped someone on a holiday?
Um . . . no. . . not until the day after.  Duh!  Presents y'all.  (Yes--I'm an evil bitch!)

3. Have you ever locked yourself in another room to eat a snack you didn't want share with your kids?
Every day.  I hide them in my room too.

4. Do you know what a Shart is? Have you ever done it?
Yes. Yes.  And ewwwww!

5. Do you embarrass easily?
No, but being Irish/German, I do turn pink at the most inappropriate times.

6. Do you laugh when someone falls down?
Of course, that shit is funny.  And then I help them.  I'm not totally evil.

7. If you could change something about yourself what would it be?
Already did.  Got rid of the Dickhead in my life.

8. Do you pee in the shower?
Madonna said it keeps you from getting athlete's foot.  I've never had athlete's foot.

9. Have you ever read someone's text messages on their phone without them knowing?
Duh . . . re-read my answer to #7.  Bwahahahah!

10. What is your guilty pleasure?
Getting a large mashed potatoes and gravy and large red beans and rice at Popeye's and eating all of it while vegging out all day.  (And still wanting more when I'm done.)

11. Do you hate answering these stupid ass questions?
No--it's fun.

Okay, here's our questions, now you just have to pick your favorite bloggers and make up your own questions. Please leave a comment here letting me know that you've accepted this award.

1.  If you were stranded on a deserted island, what is the one thing you would be lost without?

2.  If you won the lottery, would you stop working (assuming you currently are working)?

3.  What is your favorite vacation destination?

4.  Back to the deserted island . . . if you could choose one person to be stranded with, who would it be?

5.  Why did you choose the person in #4 above?

6.  Heels or flats?

7.  What is the one cosmetic you cannot do without?

8.  Do you have any regrets in your life?

9.  If you could change one thing in your life, without changing the time continuum, what would it be?

10.  Who is your favorite Friends character?

11.  Vampires or werewolves?

Here are my choices for this award.  I know, I know, blogs with fewer than 200 followers, but seriously?  I have no clue.  These are ones that I absolutely adore.

The Dose of Reality

Real Mom of NJ

Funny Is Family

Mama Laughlin

Bad Parenting Moments

Random Handprints - A NYC Mom Blog... live from New Jersey

Hollow Tree Ventures

Seasonal & Savory

People I Want to Punch in the Throat

Bitches in the BurbsBitches in the Burbs

Frugalista Blog


Until next time, keep it #sassyandsarcastic . . . .

Awards and Something About Us

Sis 1 here . . .

I had no computer access this weekend!  IKR?!  Gasp!  Of course you know, the reason I had no access was because Dickhead came and "borrowed" the Boy's computer.  I didn't really care since I have wi-fi and a laptop or two.  Guess what?!  My wi-fi doesn't work without a physical connection to the other computer.  #failedwifiweekend

Anyway--a new follower . . . http://badwordmama.blogspot.com nominated us for an award.  How fucking awesome is that?    She gave us the "Inspiring Blog Award" . . . IKR?!  Way to make our day.  So, the rules are to state 7 facts about us and pass this award along to 15 other bloggers.  So, here we go . . .

1.  It's Sistercasm like sarcasm, not Sistergasm like orgasm.  Ewww gross! 

2.  The sisters are not "really" sisters, but it wouldn't be fair to one set of parents to have both of us.

3.  We probably drink entirely too much alcohol, but fuck it . . . YOLO!

4.  We love to embarass the shit out of our teenage children.  After all, they deserve it.

5.  We wouldn't trade those same children for anything in the world.  Luv you guys!

6.  We live on opposite sides of the country, but we talk to each other every day.

7.  We love to travel and our favorite spot in the whole wide world is New Orleans.  We've decided to go every year and are now on trip number 3.  Think we've seen and done everything there is to do?  Think again.  There is always something new in NOLA!

Ok, here are the 15 bloggers who we feel deserve this award:

People I Want to Punch in the Throat

Bitches in the BurbsBitches in the Burbs

Frugalista Blog

jennsylvania

The Polymath Chronicles

The QC Report

Mama Laughlin

Bad Parenting Moments

Random Handprints - A NYC Mom Blog... live from New Jersey

Hollow Tree Ventures

Seasonal & Savory

TheBloggess.com

The Dose of Reality

Real Mom of NJ

Funny Is Family

We've tried to represent some different types of blogs, but funny is key and sarcastic will send you over the top.  If you choose to accept this award, all you have to do is leave a comment here letting us know that you received it.  On your blog, tell us all 7 facts about yourself and then, pass this award on to 15 bloggers of your choosing.

Until next time, keep it #sassyandsarcastic . . . .

Moving On

Sis 1 here . . .

I know it's been awhile since I've blogged anything, but here I am now.

Last weekend was bittersweet.  Dickhead finally moved out. As I said previously on this subject, the plan was to clean up the apartment and make it my own.  I did that, and as I thought, the literal cleaning helped with the figurative cleaning.  I think I've really got a handle on this  whole divorce thing.  There were some roller coaster emotions going on, and I suspect there may be more down the line, but overall, I feel happy.

Now, those that know me are thinking, "she's always friggin' happy!"  That's true . . . I tend to be a happy person and don't let things get to me, but this is a different sort of happiness. I feel like a big rock has been standing on my chest and shoulders for a long time, and now, it's gone.  I can breathe again.  There's no dread of going home in the evenings and wondering what kind of reception I'll receive.  There's no worries of waking up to a pissed-off-because-someone-said-something-that-you-don't-agree-with waiting for me.  There's no fear that my son will catch his father and me in either a bad argument.  I feel hopeful that the future will bring me even more happiness.

Future immediate plans . . . Vegas trip end of February, NOLA trip early-mid March, San Diego trip mid-March, Colorado trip mid April for my birthday.

So, watch for more fun blogs and posts coming your way.

Until then, keep it #sassyandsarcastic . . . .

When Does it stop?

Sis 1 here . . .

I had an epiphany today.  I realized that I harbor a lot of resentment and anger (I already knew this part) toward Dickhead.  The realization is that part of the current, pent up anger and resentment is due to the fact that he is finally doing things with other people that I wanted him to do with me for the last 25 years.  I want to strangle him for that and I'm mad at myself for allowing him that continuing power.  I hate feeling this way and I feel like I harp on it to my friends and even in my own head.  There is no reason for me to be hurt and pissed . . . it's just annoying that he's now doing what he could have been doing all along.  Now, don't get me wrong, it doesn't make me want to take him back and I don't think he's doing it to get me back.  I think he's just finally realized that if he wants to get along in this world, on his own, he has to think about other people too.

So, I've given myself a deadline to just stop it.  Stop harping; stop being pissed; stop being angry; stop being hurt; stop being resentful.  He will be moving out in a couple of weeks.  At that time, I'm going to scrub my apartment from top to bottom, erasing all signs of his tenancy. And with the literal cleansing, I think it will create a figurative cleansing, as well.  I think at that point, I will be totally over it all.  If not, people need to Gibbs-smack me and get me back on track.

I'll keep you posted.

Until the next time, keep it #sassyandsarcastic . . . .