We all have feard...here are a few I found....Who knew they had names.....
Agateophobia- Fear of insanity.......or am I already insane.....
Athazagoraphobia- Fear of being forgotton or ignored or forgetting...I'm sorry what was your name again?
Autodysomophobia- Fear of one that has a vile odor....Ughhh!
Cacophobia- Fear of ugliness... I see Ugly people....
Dipsophobia- Fear of drinking ...NEVER!!!!!!
Ecclesiophobia- Fear of church..yup I'm a sinner.
Epistemophobia- Fear of knowledge..there are some rednecks I know who have this....my entire x husbands family.
Ergasiophobia- 1) Fear of work or functioning. 2) Surgeon's fear of operating...excuse me?? A surgeon AFRAID to operate????
Eurotophobia- Fear of female genitalia...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!
Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia- Fear of the number 666...well hell I'm afraid to try and say that word.
Ithyphallophobia- Fear of seeing, thinking about or having an erect penis...hahahahahahahahaha!!!! make it stop, basebal baseball baseball....
Linonophobia- Fear of string...no..no not the string!
Opiophobia- Fear medical doctors experience of prescribing needed pain medications for patients...oh heck no bring it on.
Proctophobia- Fear of rectums...no comment
Love the Almightyheidiphobia
6/25/2007
6/08/2007
Starbucks Stocks Going Down??
I read an article on CNN today and I do not know what to make of it. Stocks have been tumbling for starbucks about 20 percent. It also stated that their feircest rival is Dunkin Dougnuts.??
I am confused. I know that I, the Almighty Heidi, have funded much of Starbucks expansion in the central Florida area. 4 bucks for my grande non fat vanilla latte, and if the kids get something I am blowing easily over twenty bucks, and every now and then a girl just has to have an espresso brownie...(I think a god himself made this brownie).
Now dunkin doughnuts does have good coffee, but it is not the mercedes of coffee, for us hard core caffine addicts. I do not know where this competition comes in...and the atmosphere is not the same. I love the smell of Starbucks and the relaxed atmosphere, and music. Love it. There are mornings, I would just like to be hooked up to the latte machine, like an umbilical cord, and get my fix.
I am soo hard core I have my own espresso, latte' machine, coffe grinder, and all the fixin's, but nothing compares to having it handed to you made just right in the paper cup.
My concern is what happens if stocks continue to go down....will they start downsizing? Oh my GOD!! Will I have to go 20 milesout of my way to get my fix, because they closed down the stores on my way to work, or the bank, the store, and the sitter..and my parents house. OK I WILL.
What if they go bankrupt, and they stop selling coffee?? Am I doomed to finding black market starbucks on the internet, thats really not starbucks at all, but it costs me 1 grand to get...I might just consider it.
Will there be Starbucks rehabs made all around the globe.. for those of us having severe withdrawls? Oh god, I do not want to be around the president of this company when that happens. Life will be miserable. Teachers will be giving bad grades, people will be losing there jobs because they can't function in the morning, and damn it the whole econmmy might just collapse. And where the hell am I gonna get an espresso brownie when it's that time of month?
Latte'
Almighty Heidi
I am confused. I know that I, the Almighty Heidi, have funded much of Starbucks expansion in the central Florida area. 4 bucks for my grande non fat vanilla latte, and if the kids get something I am blowing easily over twenty bucks, and every now and then a girl just has to have an espresso brownie...(I think a god himself made this brownie).
Now dunkin doughnuts does have good coffee, but it is not the mercedes of coffee, for us hard core caffine addicts. I do not know where this competition comes in...and the atmosphere is not the same. I love the smell of Starbucks and the relaxed atmosphere, and music. Love it. There are mornings, I would just like to be hooked up to the latte machine, like an umbilical cord, and get my fix.
I am soo hard core I have my own espresso, latte' machine, coffe grinder, and all the fixin's, but nothing compares to having it handed to you made just right in the paper cup.
My concern is what happens if stocks continue to go down....will they start downsizing? Oh my GOD!! Will I have to go 20 milesout of my way to get my fix, because they closed down the stores on my way to work, or the bank, the store, and the sitter..and my parents house. OK I WILL.
What if they go bankrupt, and they stop selling coffee?? Am I doomed to finding black market starbucks on the internet, thats really not starbucks at all, but it costs me 1 grand to get...I might just consider it.
Will there be Starbucks rehabs made all around the globe.. for those of us having severe withdrawls? Oh god, I do not want to be around the president of this company when that happens. Life will be miserable. Teachers will be giving bad grades, people will be losing there jobs because they can't function in the morning, and damn it the whole econmmy might just collapse. And where the hell am I gonna get an espresso brownie when it's that time of month?
Latte'
Almighty Heidi
6/04/2007
The Almighty Heidi Goes On Vacation
I have been away on vacation to the beach for ten days. I already notice the diffrence in my temprament, and how badly I must have needed this time.
My children are, or beoming teenagers, and my daughter will be 18 in 2 years. I realized that I have not taken them on a trip since they were little and we needed to develop some bonding experiences for them to remember for a lifetime.
Day 1: Got there late, kids bickered about who was going to get the front seat, mom he's on my side of the car.... how much longer, I have to pee...shut up...oh my god......ate went to bed.
Day 2: Woke up early went to the beach around 10 after a mighty big breakfast. My daughters breasts were exposed on a public beach after getting off her boogie board to find her top hanging by a thread. Kids went home tired, bickered about who gets control of the tv, who gets to shower first, mom he hit me...oh my god!!!!
Day 3: Woke up a bt later, got to the beach by two, another day of fun in the sun. Went out for lunch with sand in our shorts, (a bit miserable), showered, bickered over if we were going to see Pirates of the carrbian, spiderman three some horror flick or lovestorey, MOM he's on my side of the car...OH MY GOD
Day 4: After realzing that there were 6 days of vacation left, mom makes it a point to have an adult night out...and gets slammered. The Almighty Heidi thinks that she has had only 2 captain morgans and 2 shots, when in reality, it was 2 captain morgans double tall, the shot was for someones birthday and it was a three gulp shot, thus having to be at least three shots, and the last shooter was enormus as well. Maybe for a grand total of 9 drinks. Almighty Heidi trips over the children who fell asleep on the condo floor, and races to the bathroom over, and over, and over....and over again...all night long. P.S. Happy Birthday Bruce.
Day 5: Not a good day...just not a good day.
Day 6: Recovered fully, kids are rearing to go, we fish, swim, eat, sleep. I get the front seat, No you don't stupid, you got it last time!" OH MY GOD WHO WANTS TO PACK!!! My 14 year old comes out of the shower and loses his towel, and OH MY GOD, I do not know how he got...so...big. I am blinded for life. Once by my daughter and now by my son. Scarred. My youngest son is jealous and asks when will he hit puberty.
Day7: One more adult evening plan since the birthday did not go so well. ZERO drinking involved this time. Went on a boat....it had 7 foot seas that night, the crew, and passangers were all sick, not a bathroom in site not being used...disgusting.
Day 8: We blow 50 dollars at an arcade, 50 dollars on bad tourist food, and I am ready to go. No none of you can sit in the front seat, the remote control is mine, and no you can't have ice-cream. If you do drown in the ocean...there is a possibility, I may forget to tell the lifeguard!!!
Day 9: After many fond memories, Almighty Heidi packs her, and her almighty children up, and go home a day early. All in all a good bonding memorable experience for us all.
Ahhhh vacaton.
My children are, or beoming teenagers, and my daughter will be 18 in 2 years. I realized that I have not taken them on a trip since they were little and we needed to develop some bonding experiences for them to remember for a lifetime.
Day 1: Got there late, kids bickered about who was going to get the front seat, mom he's on my side of the car.... how much longer, I have to pee...shut up...oh my god......ate went to bed.
Day 2: Woke up early went to the beach around 10 after a mighty big breakfast. My daughters breasts were exposed on a public beach after getting off her boogie board to find her top hanging by a thread. Kids went home tired, bickered about who gets control of the tv, who gets to shower first, mom he hit me...oh my god!!!!
Day 3: Woke up a bt later, got to the beach by two, another day of fun in the sun. Went out for lunch with sand in our shorts, (a bit miserable), showered, bickered over if we were going to see Pirates of the carrbian, spiderman three some horror flick or lovestorey, MOM he's on my side of the car...OH MY GOD
Day 4: After realzing that there were 6 days of vacation left, mom makes it a point to have an adult night out...and gets slammered. The Almighty Heidi thinks that she has had only 2 captain morgans and 2 shots, when in reality, it was 2 captain morgans double tall, the shot was for someones birthday and it was a three gulp shot, thus having to be at least three shots, and the last shooter was enormus as well. Maybe for a grand total of 9 drinks. Almighty Heidi trips over the children who fell asleep on the condo floor, and races to the bathroom over, and over, and over....and over again...all night long. P.S. Happy Birthday Bruce.
Day 5: Not a good day...just not a good day.
Day 6: Recovered fully, kids are rearing to go, we fish, swim, eat, sleep. I get the front seat, No you don't stupid, you got it last time!" OH MY GOD WHO WANTS TO PACK!!! My 14 year old comes out of the shower and loses his towel, and OH MY GOD, I do not know how he got...so...big. I am blinded for life. Once by my daughter and now by my son. Scarred. My youngest son is jealous and asks when will he hit puberty.
Day7: One more adult evening plan since the birthday did not go so well. ZERO drinking involved this time. Went on a boat....it had 7 foot seas that night, the crew, and passangers were all sick, not a bathroom in site not being used...disgusting.
Day 8: We blow 50 dollars at an arcade, 50 dollars on bad tourist food, and I am ready to go. No none of you can sit in the front seat, the remote control is mine, and no you can't have ice-cream. If you do drown in the ocean...there is a possibility, I may forget to tell the lifeguard!!!
Day 9: After many fond memories, Almighty Heidi packs her, and her almighty children up, and go home a day early. All in all a good bonding memorable experience for us all.
Ahhhh vacaton.
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