What the hell

Allegedly I am a mom. Apparently I suck at this occupation. Why? Well I just came back from the schools 'family thanksgiving lunch thingy' (which sucked btw). While I was sitting with my nenes attempting to get to know they're friends and not embarrass them I noticed that someone was going around tables taking photos. I decided to be cool with that. That's when I realized that for who knows how fricking long my skull and cross bone thong has been peeking out of my pants. FUCK!

Sabien, my mini me.

Sabien and I took a friend home the other day and were caught at a red light on our way to turn to the bypass. Just then I got a text and I was stopped so I figured I read it and then decided if I wanted to turn right on this red (after all the rule says you CAN not that you HAVE to). I've been stopped there maybe five or six seconds when the guy behind me honks. Sabien: "What is he honking at?" Me: "Me. (and explain about the light rule). "What this though ..." *More honking* "He's pissing me off so I'm just going to sit here until it turns green" Sabien smirks and chuckles each time the guy honks. I didn't bother with the text anymore. When the light turns I proceeded at a granny's pace down the bypass and the SUV honking guy pulls up next to us on the left. I say to Sabien "HAHAHA look at that guy he's so pissed off about it. You should give him the finger." Without hesitation he leans over my side and flips the man off. The man proceeds to pass us up and then slow down more than ten miles under the speed limit. I switch lanes and pull up next to him. Sabien: "That is a big dude mom, did you get a good look at him." Me: "No, I'm driving.Did he flip you off?" Sabien: "No. I think he was going to until he saw I was a kid." I laugh Sabien: "That dude was a big dude. I flipped him off and he didn't have the guts!?" I laugh until I cry a little. The End.

FUCK

My computer crashed and my research papers were not saved anywhere else. I am trying not to kill myself, it's too late to try not to cry.

Title

It's a private affair, one which requires booze and smokes, the process of writing. You'd have to be a hard core Carmella follower to find this and know where it is that I have gone. Even then you wouldn't understand.

I've turned off my cell, I refuse to log into facebook or twitter. If you call the house looking for me you will get one of two responses. "She's not in." or "She's dead." It really depends on who answers the phone.

Should I not die before I accomplish do not worry for I will be back.

I love you,

Carmella Adell

It's been a while

It seems as though I have fallen completely off my rocker, but I think it's a medication compliance issue. I sleep for days on end, I go for days on end. I'm labile as hell and no one can fix this for me although all seem to have noticed.

I met a man. I like the man. I met a boy. I like the boy. I've decided I don't think I'm ready to date.

The nenes and I have been participating in a haunted house. It's fun & therapeutic.

Going to the gym CANNOT be considered an option, rather a MUST.

I need to get my shit together pronto before I completely fuck up the whole term. I'm working on it. It's a slow process.

I suddenly know more people than I know what to do with - it's strange after four years of not being allowed to have friends. I think I enjoy it.

Dear World

I have failed you yet again. I have been so preoccupied with my own pathetic little existance that I have brushed of the rest. Did you know that I never officially sent my peace one day letter to the double d's? Well I didn't because I fucking spaced it and now it's far to late and I feel like and resemble a douche bag. For realsie yo! Why can't I do anything positive with my life? Why can't I follow through? Why does my passion always fade?

All I want right now is to hear the laughs of Munchie, Donnie, April, Qlaire, Danny, Jimmy and Jasmine.

Ultimate sigh,

CAR

Dear anyone who reads this:

First I love you.

Second my life is straight Jerry Springer.

Third I got this shit.

Forth I need your help.

Fifth your help is much appreciated.

Sixth go the fuck to bed Carmella.

My letter to friends for Peace Day

My Dear Dearest Double Ds,

I am writing you this note to ask assistance from you, big surprise there huh?! Just kidding, you know I love you very much and appreciate everything you do for me.

Now down to the business J I have been following POD (www.peaceoneday.org) for a short time now and today I noticed that Oregon is not showing any support on the map. It is important to me (and I hope to you as Oregonians’ and humans too) that were show support to causes of peace. To remedy this I would like to host an event and get us on the map.

However as you know I am in the middle of nowhere without friends nearby. You however have means to host the event and generate attendance. The ‘event’ is simple – it’s actually just a movie viewing. On Peace Day people around the world will be getting together to watch The Day After Peace.

I will be willing to do as much of the ‘leg work’ as possible, I will create invitations, obtain the film, and place us on the commitment map. Of course you are welcome to get as involved as you would like but I know that you have a lot of causes and commitments to attend to as well.

September first is a Monday. It is also Jasmine’s birthday (I am assuming that she will be celebrating the weekend prior when asking this of you).

Please let me know as soon as possible if you will be willing to do this. If you are I will do my best to be in attendance – no promises.

Much Love,

Carmella JAQ Adell

One day of peace and cease fire.

Did you know about the movie Peace One Day? I didn't probably because I live in the United States. I stumbled across it on netflix (it's watch instantly - able) and I have been thinking about it ever since.

Jeremy Gilley has been fighting for his dream for a long time and the United Nations did establish September 21st as a Day of Peace.

Check out the website http://www.dayofpeace.org

There is cool educational stuff!!

XOXO

Carmella Adell

Tooth Fairy

This is one of my favorite memories of my little men.

Both of my boys lost a tooth at the same time. I offered Cory "If you don't want to put the tooth under your pillow I'll trade you two dollars for it and then I'll sell it to the tooth fairy. Do you believe in the tooth fairy?" He opted to put the tooth under his pillow because he believed. Sabien piped up "I know you're the tooth fairy." To which I replied "Well if you don't believe in the tooth fairy then I will trade you the money for yours straight across." With out missing a beat he responded "No, I'm going to get my money from the tooth fairy." Throwing a hand on his hip and cocking his head he continued "But I KNOW you're the tooth fairy." Thus I had to wait up for them to be out enough to make the switch.

XOXO

CAR

P.S. They were five and six at the time.

P.P.S. When original dad asked Sabien the other day "What's your favorite energy drink" he promptly announced "Pabst!" (He's never tasted Pabst).

Time flys

Regardless of the fact that I am miserable a good 65% of the time time just keeps whizing by. The kids start school on the 31st of this month. I am enrolled for Oregon Tech but don't know when I start, nts: find out. I need to get this epi class finished up. Tomorrow I should take the time to compile that paper that's due - shit I dread this junk. Oh I just realized that Qlaire has my flash drive, that bitch.

That is all

List of Things to do Before I Die

Due to the advice of my lawyer *aka baby cousin, I'm going to keep this brief and vague. So my husband on paper seeks me out a bar all drunk like I'm his girl, leaves the nenes at home to do so and calls the police on me twice. It became physical and no one went to jail although I was advised to stay at a hotel and the only one with vacancy had the WORST bed, curtains, smell ... well everything really.

Anyway - The point of this blog is that my friend got to check off her list of things to do before she dies witness a trailer park fight. BUT I got to check off be IN a trailer park fight. I'm perplexed because we're both middle class white girls in college with parents in suburbia. We're in the same nursing program too. So what is it about me that makes me so much more of a maniac magnet? Why does all the crazy weird ass shit happen to me?

Just sayin'

CAR

Dear Sun

I'm getting the feeling that you're a little bit pissed off at me. First you made me really REALLY sick, but I let that go ... I mean after all puking in public places is pretty rock star and it's been a while since I've done something that fabulous. You just keep going however. So after the puking, shaking, and teeth chattering you've made it pretty damn hard to rehydrate. I suffered ringing in the ears, loss of balance and extreme weakness. Surprisingly you have been unable to make me irratable (well maybe I was a bit more annoyed with the boys than usual or MAYBE they were a bit more annoying). Either way can we just talk about this so you can chill out and I can feel better?

Weekend of Delight

I love my friends! My aunty and I went up to Portland and Sarah, Donnie, Danny and we went to see a couple of shows. The Suicide Note of a Cockroach was delightful! I laughed a lot. Then we ate food and hit up the E room so Donnie could get his 5 for 5 vodka drink wrist band. You should have seen how fast he was walking! LOL.
The next mornings early ass trip wasn't as bad as I thought it would be so I could have skipped the sleeping in my car (since Donnie found me anyway). But I did go back to sleep after that. J.Hib was late but I thought she was even later which made my crack about her being dead from a car wreck so lets go party less funny. LeAnn was hella chill and funny, a little beligerant after the mix of drinks she consummed but no one got hurt so YAY! We had dinner at Blue Moon http://twitpic.com/auc1z and then we checked out the Sand in the City event in Pioneer Square. Meet up with Jackie and Andy (LeAnn's sister and bro. in law) they were cool and fun too. Went to Kelly's and then back to the DDs.
I was about to take a nap with Mat and Jazz showed up and we visited a bit. This blog is making me miss PDX hella.
The hotel was a nice touch although we missed out on the pool from sheer exhaustion.
Sunday we duffed around and found this really yummy place to eat, Clay's SmokeHouse Grill http://clayssmokehouse.ypguides.net/ (even had food for vegetarians). We BBQed well I pretended I was going to help but was easily distracted as usual. Qlaire came and it was super to see her. Later J.hib and I insisted on driving her home because she was helmetless.
Just before leaving town we got to see Mary Beth for lunch at a yummy place called DragonFish.
Now I better get to work.

Last night got a little crazy.

You know how they say liquor before beer you're in the clear and beer before liquor never been sicker? Well they should add to that a warning for mixing in stripper shoes in either occasion. Or your friends will likely have to force you to remove them before you hurt yourself (seen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bM6mGMlpb5o) and/or a cat fight my break out in which I get hit in the tit and then back hand you before the dog breaks it up (sorry no footage of that available :( I wish).
XOXO
CAR

Skunk

1. First of all you have to understand what a treachry it is for me to leave the house and enjoy some adult companionship after my children are in bed. To my grandparents this is precisley pure evil. So when I left the house to watch a movie with a couple friend(s) of mine I was already distressed that all the focus of guilt, blame and shame would be on me tomorrow. More so even because I knew that my grandparents were awake in there motorhome and certainly noticed when I left. Sure enough ... My grandmother entered the house for unknown reasons after I left (likey she was checking on the boys because she worried that they would wake up with me gone and that's the kind of grandmother she is [it takes a villiage here and trust me I am grateful to have one] attentive). At any rate here is the savior of my dear baby cousin.... hahaha sucker.

Saviour dude is done sessioning in the BR and low and behold here comes GM. Then he has a second sesh and straight up G -- BAM she's in here like a lawn gnome --- so SHE says

"Every time I come in here it kind smells like skunk or something" and HE says ...!!!! (ctfu <--if you got that I love you)

"I think there was one in the back yard and I've had my window open all day" to which she replies

"Well, did you close your window?"

"NO."

"Well you better go do that," and then she exits.

Thank you baby cousin. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

Manically yours,

Ms. Carmella Adell

Tattoo today

Holy HELL I can not tell you how much this damn thing hurt. I have always enjoyed getting tattoos and never put up much of a fuss over pain, but today .... Oh today I got work on my lower back and I literally cried like I was in labor for half of the outline. In face in my head I was debating which was truely more painful. I think it was a tie.
After the outline and two cigarettes things went much better. Few curse word and it actually felt good in some places (I was seriously concerned that my pain threshold has lowered). I was totally unprepared for the for it to feel like that. I wanted it to feel like I remembered it, but all in all it was good and I am super satisfied with it.
Picture here http://twitpic.com/ae9kc
Well I'm exhausted.... and want to meditate before sleeping.
XOXO
Car
P.S. follow my bum on twitter http://twitter.com/CarmellaAdell

Marriage

It's so weird being married on paper. We've agreed to raise the boys together and share our financial responsiblities, but I'm done with the romantic part of us and he's not. It's such a pain in the ass, because here we are having a good family time at the Bend, OR summer festival and it's getting a bit messy. He wants a little physical contact (hand holding and shit like that) and I messed up and was teasing about eharmony. Now he's pissed and I'm indifferent...
What's a girl to do?
XOXO
CAR

Truth be told

It's sad really, but I don't know what to do about it. There are a lot of things that I don't like and many reasons I think that we should stand up to our government and make demands. Peace, universal health care, the legalization of marijuana to name a few. Yet here I sit too terrified to even contemplate beginning to organize.

They have all the guns, the money, and the power. I would likely end up hurt or imprisioned and by proxy hurt my family.

Sigh,

Car

Stomach

Stress or illness, I'm not really sure, but my stomach has been killing me. I pretty much laid in bed most of the day and slept a good portion of it thanks to allergy meds. Now I can't sleep or breath (benedryl only works while I am asleep).

Oh one of my kids cursed at his Aunty today and when she said that she was going to call me and tell the other one spontaneously reacted by shouting "no don't!" as if he had done something - lol. Then to make it even worse when I said "What were you thinking you could act like that for?" He replied "Well, at least I didn't KILL her" -ah the mind of a 10 year old....

XOXO

CAR

What a crappy day

I woke up with a sinus headache from down town L.A. and when that finally when away I got the worst abdominal cramps ever. My kids missed out on open swim because the locker room door cut the shit out of my poor little Cory's toe and then I tried to nap away my pain. FAIL. Now my back hurts too, I must have slept funny. I guess I might as well have partied HARD for the fourth sense I ended up feeling crappy anyways ... oh well too late now.

XOXO

CAR

Forth

We're still waiting for the sun to get down before we start blowing things up over here on the west side. I am amazed at how well the nenes are doing with the wait. I haven't heard any pleas to jump the gun as of yet. Sab is anxious for the brownies though ...

It's been hot. I've been tired.

XOXO

CAR

Busyness

When ever my grandparents get home it's madness, did I mention that we live in a three bedroom house with seven people, three dogs and four generations? I have to act busy busy busy to not have to deal with the whining kids and nagging g.p.s - ARGGGG.

Now off to the court house on this hot ass day.

Hope you're day is beautiful

Kisses,

CAR

June 2nd, 2009

Hello all! I'm Carmella Adell and I have a problem. Well actually I have a lot of problems, but you know there is one that is persistant and annoying. I am notorious for not finishing things. So don't be surprised if this blog suddenly halts and takes a long time to start back up, if at all.

My idea is that I will record my perception of the transformations in my life at this time, but then again yesterday I had this silly idea that I would get up early and go run on the track - hahahahaha.

Thanks for coming and nice to meet you.

Carmella Adell

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