We used to be like

We used to be like Shaggy and Scooby.

But now you act never knew me.

Yeah…..

We used to be like Carole and Paula.

But now we only stumble and falter..

 

Yeah…

I get violent waiting for you….. violent waiting for you

violent waiting for you, violent waiting for you…

We used to be like Chachi and Joanie.

But now you act like all fucking phony.

Aaahaaa

We used to be like Marilyn and Joe.

But now you act like someone I don’t know.

Ohhhh….

I get violent waiting for you….violent waiting for you.

I get violent waiting for you….violent waiting for you.

I get so violent….violent…violent. I get soooo, sooo radical!

I wanna smack somebody!  I wanna kick somebody!

I get violent!  So violent!  Violent waiting for you!!!

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 My friend that I’ve lost touch with wrote this song in 1995.  Her name is Jenny Jones and I met her in Harrisburg somewhere.  Very possible playing darts at a bar with my co-workers.  Jen kicks ass at darts.  Anyway her band was Chick and the CD is Someone’s Ugly Daughter.  The entire CD is awesome and she did all the vocals herself.  I believe she wrote all of the 10 songs except one.  She gave me the only copy she had left…or maybe I just never returned it.  LMAO  Hope to find Jen someday. 

If anyone out there knows Jen Jones from Harrisburg area let me know.  She was a line manager at Dole fruits.  I’m not sure anymore.  😦  Thanks!

Rock on,

~P.

Holy shit…I’ve been had.  Jen Jones had nothing to do with this album.  I just found it on the internet. 

What a pick up

 All songs written or co-written by C. Dane-Davidson, D. Sue, W. Vlad except “Surrender” (R. Nielsen).

Recorded at Hit Factory, New York.

Chick: C. Dane-Davidson (vocals); W. Chester (guitar); Mann (bass); W. Vlad (drums); D. Sue, M. Kim (background vocals).

What slick pick-up story she had.  And it worked…lol  😉  I would still like to find that gifted story teller.

40,000

On September 4th I blogged about having 20,000 visits to my website.  Today, roughly three months later the blogsites visits doubled.  Yes doubled.  It feels great to have so many people ringside.

I just finished my New Religious Movements final on cult development.  It took me an extra day after I lost my fucking thumb drive.  I wanted to rip my hair out.  The thumb drive was never located so I started with my three page bullshit draft I posted in October.  http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/10/17/the-church-of-lady-gaga/

Now it is finished and I have to turn it in to Christa Shusko in person by 12:15 PM tomorrow.  I am pretty happy with my final but I won’t be publishing it online.  I have plans to submit it to a magazine or creative writing book.

What else is new….Tesla called me this evening.  She is on her way to Erie with her Dad and rest of the clan.  I visited with Tesla yesterday after school.  I had to pick her up at the house because John doesn’t want me taking Tesla home when I volunteer.  Perhaps he thinks I will show up at Canadocaly and kidnap Tesla.  Like I would ruin my life by breaking the court order.  What good would that do Tesla?

So I signed the paper under duress.  If I didn’t agree to sign it, he was not going to let Tesla leave and if I did leave, I’m sure he would call the police on his cell phone.  Lower Windsor Township is number 3 on his speed dial.  It basically said John was giving me permission to take Tesla away from the house for three hours and I agree to return her at the stated time.  Blah, blah, blah…what the hell is that all about.   It sucks having Tesla see me “sign” to see her. What kind of message does that send? I fail to see any section of the custody order that states I have to sign something every time we get some time together. Yes, I get that any time not on my 2 weekends a month is “technically John’s” but wtf is up with signing?

I feel like I’m checking Tesla out of prison.  I know she feels our time away is now an escape.  She says to me, I can’t stay with you for long.  Daddy said I have to come home.  I told her I knew that and I was sorry but she will visit with me in a week.  A week is a long time she answered and I agreed again.  Then a smile came to her face and she said but we are together now!  I immediately broke out into Tesla’s trophy song.

I get a trophy!  I get a trophy!  Tesla and I are together.  Tesla gets a trophy too!  We giggled our asses off on the way to Chuck E, Cheese and had a blast playing games and eating pizza.

It’s going to a long week until I see my baby girl again.  John said he will let her call me everyday.  Let’s see if he sticks to his promise.

Schools out for Christmas and I wanna blog!

Merry Christmas to my readers!  I love all of you and especially when you comment.  Even if someone says something not so nice, I’m fine with that.  Why?  Because I don’t care what other people think.  🙂  Here’s to 40K visits.  Let’s see how long until it doubles again!

Tired…like barely holding up my head.

Zzzzzz,

~P.

Child Support

Today I received a notice from Domestics that John wants the child support order adjusted.   I realized after he was awarded majority custody he would stop paying child support, at least after his arrears were caught up.

John sites he no longer has an obligation to pay child support per Judge Dorney’s decision.  He wrote on the “other specific changes” line she has a live in boyfriend.  I’m not sure what he is implying, perhaps that Dale pays the bills?

What kills me about this notice is the reason he gave for “said change in circumstances, the Order should be modified as follows:”  Support be paid by mother

My only income previously was the support John paid for Tesla and a little bit of alimony.  Did he ever hear you can’t get blood from a turnip?  No income is no income. 

We took Tesla to have allergy testing today.  She had a little bit of reaction to outside mold and that was all.  Finally some good news.  I hope to see Tesla again on Wednesday.  She was sad that she couldn’t go home with me.  She’s going to a funeral with her dad tonight.  I would rather be with my mom than a funeral too.

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To pass the time, Tesla took pictures before her test was administered.  The actual testing process did not go great.  Tesla shrieked in fear at the tiny wand that looked like a fancy toothpick.  It didn’t even break the skin.  The fall she took earlier in the day while with John was more painful than what John had to hold her still for.  It went quickly and she did calm down.

 

Unreal,

~P.

WOW a truck just hit an electric line across the street.  Posting pictures soon.  There is hazardous liquid running all over the road from the transformer.

York College Sculpture Parade

The introduction to sculpture class taught by Professor Rebecca Quattrone will parade around campus with their giant puppet sculptures ON MONDAY AT 11 AM. 

The theme is “Occupy Wall Street”

Rebecca’s students have been busy this term.  The class was split into two groups by where we sat the first day.  The table I sat at had one person I knew who came in at the last moment and sat beside me.  Christian Geisler….McLoven, the party crasher. http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/09/07/christian/

Christian and his "Creepy Mickey"

 

Also at the table was Alex Gompf http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/12/07/dear-alex/ and Taylor Ivory Lapierre who also hosted the 2011 Spartapalooza Class Spirit games.   

Wire, wheat and newspaper...Derrick and Taylor

York College at 11 AM.  Parade starts at Wolf Hall.  Come see the puppets and “the coolest class Rebecca has ever had!”
Making art happen,
~P
Parade Blog follow-up tomorrow!

Little Ballerina

This afternoon was Tesla’s dance recital.  We had so much fun getting ready before the show!  Usually she doesn’t like her hair done, but for dance she was excited.  Not really for the hair bun I had to attempt, but because she could wear make-up!

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My brother and sister, Sam and Susan went with Dale, Tesla and I.  York Catholic High School was packed with people attending the recital.  Two of John’s brothers also came, Mike and Tim.  Tim brought along his girlfriend Vonnie.  Heather, John, Heather’s husband and his girlfriend were present too.  I could have lived with not seeing Mike (ass clown) but it was good to see Tim and Vonnie.

Heather and I were civil, almost friendly to each other in the girl’s locker room.  I used some of her hairspray to glue Tesla’s hair down.  As I was helping Tesla get in costume, I realized my “John’s good girl” tattoo was in plain view.  I almost started giggling at the thought of Heather seeing it in the flesh.  🙂  I held back the giggles and after I had Tesla’s leotard on, Heather came over and said “She needs her tights first.”  Then I did start laughing, just because I didn’t put the tights first.  Tesla thought it was funny too.

The first three rows were saved by John and Heather.  I asked him why he didn’t save a seat for me and he was just overwhelmed with saving the 10 he had for people coming to the show.  I rolled my eyes and said “I am her mom.”  About fifteen minutes later while I was with Tesla, John told Dale him and I could move up to the third row.  What a nice gesture!  John does have an occasional “nice” moment.  When Tesla was on stage I went to the front row and sat next to John to snap some pictures.  John recorded the kids dancing and Heather reminded him to record her children.  LOL  John needs poked like that at times.

All the children were adorable and tried hard.  The youngest ones were the most entertaining.  A few of them just stood in the limelight, frozen in front of the huge audience.  Tesla had a wonderful time along with Abigail, Gabrielle, Katelyn and Casey.  I am looking forward to the copy John promised to make me.

Here’s to an excellent show and an afternoon supporting all the kids at York Dance Arts!

~P.

P.S. My only critique:  The Ludachristmas song was an inappropriate song choice.

Dressed tree, naked dog

Usually I put up the Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving.  I greatly delayed it until Tesla came home this weekend.  We had so much fun decorating the tree.  This is the first year that she has been old enough to appreciate all the pretty ornaments without breaking them.  🙂

My princess

 

Tesla is silly

 

Tesla took this silly picture of her Momma

Mr. sunshine with braids

Dale was not in the best of moods after Ying jumped up on the counter and ate his dinner….

 

My little elf

 Tesla and I sang Christmas songs while we decorated. 
 

Ying...the Chritmas rat

 
 
 

"Do I look fat?"

 I wrapped up the night taking Yinger for a walk.  He is self-conscious when isn’t wearing a tshirt or sweater.

 Christmas is coming soon!

~P.

 

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Writing a Recommendations Report

York College course Writing in Professional Cultures requires preparing and submitting a recommendation report.  The first step was to choose a topic of concern that interested me.  I chose The Spartan newspaper to determine why the campus newspaper is not circulating and every week there are copies remaining from the previous edition.

The most important part of research is to have an adequate sample of the people affected by chosen topic.  My first attempt was disappointing.  I emailed students with a questionnaire and had a dismal 17 responses.  Because I did not have enough responses to be a sample of the students at York College, I failed.  See how important a fellow students input is when it comes to creating a rec. report?

My second attempt to survey people was successful.  I set up a table outside the student union building one day and another day I set up in the commuter parking lot.  With candy as a reward for filling taking my survey and the possibility of winning a prize of Nestle cocoa, Folgers coffee or a giant margarita glass filled with snacks and a Spartapalooza t-shirt I had 360 responses.  Conclusion:  Bribery works!

Winner of the margarita glass/t-shirt was Sasha Vanegas. 

Freshman Sasha Vanegas

 

 

Freshman Ryan Manger

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The tough questions

Kids ask their moms questions all the time.  For example:

1. Can I have a piece of candy?

2. Do I have to get a shower right now?

3. Why does it get dark?

4. Where do babies come from?

5.  What is today?

6.  Where are the stars?

7.  Why do I have to turn off the tv?

8.  Can I get a pony?

9.  How do you spell insert word?

10.  Why can’t I come to your house?

Wait….clearly number ten doesn’t fit in with the others.  Why can’t a five and a half year old visit her mother?  She is begging  to see me and to talk to her dad, but he won’t talk to me.  He said “She is adjusting to her new schedule and routine.”  Why would a father withhold a child from her mother? 

When I said, “I feel like you are keeping Tesla from me” John flipped out.  Yelling I shouldn’t say that in front of her. 

What the hell should I say then?   “Daddy is trying to squeeze me out of your life.  He feels he has complete control now.” 

I really don’t have to “say” anything to give her an answer. 

This is how it looks to her: Tesla is asking her mom to talk to her dad about visiting with me.  Her dad is hanging up on mom.

He might as well say to Tesla, “I’m not talking to your mom, or letting you talk to her very often without listening to what you are saying.  I don’t want you to cry about it Tesla.  Don’t cry, you are here with me and Heather and the kids.  You should be happy!  You have your puppies, a swimming pool, four-wheelers, vacations and so much more.  You don’t really need your mom.  Forget about her.” 

That will never happen,

~P.

Dear Alex

Dear Alex,

        When you warn people with wearing a t-shirt “Careful or you will end up in my novel.” I thought you would listen.  Apparently not.

I manage to do as little in art class as possible. I think I look very handsome in a dead man's tuxedo...

 

Alex...cool, cute and good at wasting time.

I’m not actually giving you a hard time, my friend.  You are fun to work with on our art project and you do get things finished.  Eventually, I will have a blog about our art class with professor Rebecca including all the photos I’ve taken.

 Remember, that sense of humor of yours will take you far…or get you arrested. 

~P.

A blog about Christian Geisler-   http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/09/07/christian/  Another starving artist/writer.