Chuck E Balloons

I get a kick out of Chuck E. Cheese.  I like his pizza too.

Tesla and I go to CEC’s maybe twice a month.  Usually one time we eat and play games and the second time we just go to play games.

We’re both happy either way.  The games, the noise and excitement is fun.

Come here need a hug.

The Chuck E. Cheese balloons were $2.00 and I wasn’t spending two bucks on a mylar balloon, mouse or not.  Instead we headed to Party City and agreed the assorted package of pearlized balloons!  They didn’t have anymore of the tye-dye balloons that were awesome looking.

Pretty Pearl


Their nips are hard

Dale picked out the smaller colored balloons.  I haven’t tried blowing them until they pop yet, but I will.



Finally Friday-twas a long, short week

This has been one heck of a week.  Even with Monday off and missing Tuesday to be with my mom (who is back in the hospital in Harrisburg) it still felt L-O-N-G.  I blame it on the refusal to allow Tesla and I time together through the week.

I heard talk from classmates… my Human Comm professor telling his other classes about my balloon fetish infomative speech.  I got a giggle out of that…tickled I made such an impression.

My Spanish composition is complete.  I will post it after it is graded so my Spanish is corrected.  We had to write about our wedding plans or divorce party plans.  I was so motivated I even included little pictures I cut out to go with my Divorce Party announcement.  If only it were real.  I’d love to have Dora and Diego throw a party for me with balloons, beer, a pink hippo and a drunk monkey named Boots.

So Tesla and I are going to Chuck-E-Cheese!  You know…where a kid can be a kid!

I’m bringing home a balloon too!



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.

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.



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