Okay, while I still have not quite found all of my Christmas spirit, I did find some. All presents are wrapped, except the cookbook scrapbook that I am making for Cheshire Cat. I am still putting the finishing touches on it but I am really happy with how it has turned out so far. I did some last minute shopping today but managed to stay within my budget because of some awesome sales I found. We had a nice easy dinner tonight, crockpot meatballs (THANKS GALE!!!!) and there was nothing leftover. Hot chocolate and cookies and "It's a Wonderful Life" with friends and family and the day was complete.
Caterpillar is not really happy since I told him that no present opening would commence until Cheshire Cat and her family arrived in the morning, so after extracting a promise that she would be here as early as possible, he allowed her to go home.
It's been a very strange season this time around. I went through the motions and tried my best to stick to traditions. And it worked. Today was a really good day. I wish it would have been colder, maybe snow a bit, but I live in Texas so it's not like I am surprised. Tonight was a bit different, as we usually just have family here but having friends over was good too. Surprisingly good.
Merry Christmas to all of you......I hope yours is as good as mine is turning out to be.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Missing: Christmas Spirit
Reward offered.
Christmas is usually my favorite time of the year. I love the traditions and the time with family. I love the baking and cooking and the smells in my house from the cinammon. I love the music and the shopping and the picking of that just perfect gift for the people I love. I love sending the Christmas cards and I love receiving them. I love the decorating and sitting in my living room at night with the lights off and only the tree lights blinking. Sometimes, I am alone. Sometimes, Mad Hatter will join me and we will talk. And sometimes my kids are there.
This year however, I must confess something.
I have faked my Christmas spirit.
Honestly, I did not set out to fake it this year. I knew that I wasn't "feeling it" this year but I kept figuring that if I went ahead and forced myself to do stuff then it would eventually just all fall into place.
So I went Christmas shopping not once, not twice, but four times. I went with Mad Hatter once, twice with friends and this past weekend I went with Cheshire Cat and Aiden. I have baked every weekend since Thanksgiving and given gifts of food to all that we know. I sent out Christmas cards. We decorated the house and tree and wrapped presents and hung the stockings on the chimney with care. We have a little one here alot now and at 4 years old he still believes in Santa. I love that. We went to see the lights out at the lake and stopped at Santa's Workshop for cookies and hot chocolate. We have done fundraisers, this past weekend we did a food drive and we have tried to give back to the community and among our friends.
I watched Christmas movies, put on my Christmassy earrings and even wore a damn red and green sweatshirt while serving hot chocolate during the Christmas parade.
Dammit....I have tried.
But it's still missing.
This has been a tough year, health wise for alot of people in our families. And it's getting a bit tougher. Mad Hatter received a call from his mom tonight about his grandmother. They are not sure if she is going to make it. She is in the hospital and has an infection in her blood. They had to remove one of her veins and have her doped up on morphine and tons of antibiotics but it's strictly a wait and see thing now. I am praying for her now and feeling a bit selfish too. I don't want to leave my kids here to go up there for Christmas, but I will if we need to. Mad Hatter is incredibly stressed out about all of this and I truly understand where he is coming from. I have had problems with both my mom and my dad's health this year. So, I am just praying to get through Christmas and hoping that everything turns out okay.
But I still can't find my Christmas spirit.
Christmas is usually my favorite time of the year. I love the traditions and the time with family. I love the baking and cooking and the smells in my house from the cinammon. I love the music and the shopping and the picking of that just perfect gift for the people I love. I love sending the Christmas cards and I love receiving them. I love the decorating and sitting in my living room at night with the lights off and only the tree lights blinking. Sometimes, I am alone. Sometimes, Mad Hatter will join me and we will talk. And sometimes my kids are there.
This year however, I must confess something.
I have faked my Christmas spirit.
Honestly, I did not set out to fake it this year. I knew that I wasn't "feeling it" this year but I kept figuring that if I went ahead and forced myself to do stuff then it would eventually just all fall into place.
So I went Christmas shopping not once, not twice, but four times. I went with Mad Hatter once, twice with friends and this past weekend I went with Cheshire Cat and Aiden. I have baked every weekend since Thanksgiving and given gifts of food to all that we know. I sent out Christmas cards. We decorated the house and tree and wrapped presents and hung the stockings on the chimney with care. We have a little one here alot now and at 4 years old he still believes in Santa. I love that. We went to see the lights out at the lake and stopped at Santa's Workshop for cookies and hot chocolate. We have done fundraisers, this past weekend we did a food drive and we have tried to give back to the community and among our friends.
I watched Christmas movies, put on my Christmassy earrings and even wore a damn red and green sweatshirt while serving hot chocolate during the Christmas parade.
Dammit....I have tried.
But it's still missing.
This has been a tough year, health wise for alot of people in our families. And it's getting a bit tougher. Mad Hatter received a call from his mom tonight about his grandmother. They are not sure if she is going to make it. She is in the hospital and has an infection in her blood. They had to remove one of her veins and have her doped up on morphine and tons of antibiotics but it's strictly a wait and see thing now. I am praying for her now and feeling a bit selfish too. I don't want to leave my kids here to go up there for Christmas, but I will if we need to. Mad Hatter is incredibly stressed out about all of this and I truly understand where he is coming from. I have had problems with both my mom and my dad's health this year. So, I am just praying to get through Christmas and hoping that everything turns out okay.
But I still can't find my Christmas spirit.
Friday, December 19, 2008
A Mystery for You
Okay, I need some help here. I need someone to explain this to me because I am completely and totally stumped.
I just spent 3 hours in the emergency room with my 12 year old son. When I got home from work today he was home and on the computer playing WOW. No problem there, this is pretty normal but he was moaning and complaining that his ribs hurt.
Well I really didn't think too much of it because he was also eating two HUGE sandwiches and I just thought he was whiny cause Mad Hatter was making him get off the computer so he could play.
So Caterpillar goes into the kitchen and by this time he has tears in his eyes and is being very short with us, so I went in there to adjust his attitude and he is bent over. Mad Hatter came in and had him pull up his shirt and an area in the front of his rib cage is swollen. Noticeably so.
So now, as I am collecting my Mother of the Year award, I am on the phone trying to find out if possibly the doctors office is still open and I can get an appointment. No go, but they told me to take him to the ER to make sure.
So off we go to the ER.
On the way there Mad Hatter and I are quizzing him to determine what could have happened. The only thing that he can think of is today at school he fell asleep while watching a movie. His friend hit him to wake him up but I just cannot for the life of me imagine that he hit him hard enough to hurt him like that.
Xrays came back and they believe his ribs are cracked, which of course they could do nothing about except give him pain killers. So right now he is in his room, playing Xbox, while in happy Vicodin land.
Now, yesterday his sister totalled her car and walked away from it without any injuries, just some stiffness and aches. Today, this child who was nowhere near the accident,cracks his damn ribs without any noticeable provocation. I swear, the whole time I was in the ER I kept waiting for CPS to show up and accuse me of beating him in his sleep.
I just don't get it. How in the world could he have cracked his ribs and not actually remember HOW it happened?????? Is it possible that his friend actually hit him hard enough to crack them????? Is this one of those freak accidents???? Or did I really go in there and beat him in MY sleep?????
I just spent 3 hours in the emergency room with my 12 year old son. When I got home from work today he was home and on the computer playing WOW. No problem there, this is pretty normal but he was moaning and complaining that his ribs hurt.
Well I really didn't think too much of it because he was also eating two HUGE sandwiches and I just thought he was whiny cause Mad Hatter was making him get off the computer so he could play.
So Caterpillar goes into the kitchen and by this time he has tears in his eyes and is being very short with us, so I went in there to adjust his attitude and he is bent over. Mad Hatter came in and had him pull up his shirt and an area in the front of his rib cage is swollen. Noticeably so.
So now, as I am collecting my Mother of the Year award, I am on the phone trying to find out if possibly the doctors office is still open and I can get an appointment. No go, but they told me to take him to the ER to make sure.
So off we go to the ER.
On the way there Mad Hatter and I are quizzing him to determine what could have happened. The only thing that he can think of is today at school he fell asleep while watching a movie. His friend hit him to wake him up but I just cannot for the life of me imagine that he hit him hard enough to hurt him like that.
Xrays came back and they believe his ribs are cracked, which of course they could do nothing about except give him pain killers. So right now he is in his room, playing Xbox, while in happy Vicodin land.
Now, yesterday his sister totalled her car and walked away from it without any injuries, just some stiffness and aches. Today, this child who was nowhere near the accident,cracks his damn ribs without any noticeable provocation. I swear, the whole time I was in the ER I kept waiting for CPS to show up and accuse me of beating him in his sleep.
I just don't get it. How in the world could he have cracked his ribs and not actually remember HOW it happened?????? Is it possible that his friend actually hit him hard enough to crack them????? Is this one of those freak accidents???? Or did I really go in there and beat him in MY sleep?????
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Thursday Thirteen #4
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1.A 2008 Saturn VUE Hybrid. 2.A new walk in closet with built in shoe shelves and cubbies for my purses. 3.An office to put all of my stuff for work so that it isn't located in seven different places. 4.An assistant to help me find where I have placed everything. 5.An endless notebook. Why has nobody invented one of these????? I hate changing notebooks when I run out of paper and I don't want to use a binder. I just want to pick a notebook and NEVER run out of paper. Is that too much to ask? 6.An on call masseuse. With warm hands. 7.A free pass to Starbucks at any time. 8.To lose 40 lbs without having to do anything at all, like exercising and eating right. I wanna be able to eat cheesecake and not have any ill lasting effects. 9.A gigantic custom built kitchen with a huge island and cabinets as far as the eye can see. 10.Maid service....or children to magically remember to pick up everything they put down. 11.Happy customer service people. I just want to go into a store and not have to feel like I am inconveniencing someone when I need to ask a question or heaven forbid, check out. 12.A card from the electric company with a note telling me that since I am such a good customer, they are going to comp my bill for the entire year. 13.While I am at it, how about an endless bank account? I write out a check or swipe my card and it goes through no matter what I buy. |
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Wednesday, December 17, 2008
100 Things
I was finally able to finish this list.....took me long enough.
1. I was born in Long Beach California
2. My dad was in the Navy so we moved around a lot when I was a kid.
3. I am the oldest child.
4. I have one brother.
5. My brother and I are not close.
6. My dad is living in the Vet’s home in Missouri after suffering a stroke.
7. My mother was in a nursing home for 7 years before she died in Aug.
8. I had my oldest daughter one month after I turned 16 years old.
9. I have three children total, one boy and two girls.
10. I have had many jobs in my lifetime but currently I am a merchandiser.
11. I work freelance for 2 companies and was hired as an employee for 3 others
12. I was married twice
13. I am now living in sin and liking it a lot better
14. My marriage life expectancies tend to run about 5 years
15. I have been living in sin for almost 7 years now with the love of my life
16. Christmas is my favorite holiday
17. I love the lights and family traditions my kids and I have started.
18. I love to read
19. I have only been able to pass this love of reading onto my oldest daughter
20. Although my middle daughter has recently gotten into it
21. I hold out hope that my son will someday understand the joy of reading
22. Mad Hatter is the 1st person that I have ever met that reads more than I do
23. My favorite color has changed throughout my life
24. Right now it is pink
25. I always have to have something to drink near me.
26. At home it is always sweetened iced tea
27. When I am driving around it is usually a cherry dr pepper from sonic
28. I am addicted to Starbucks White Chocolate Mocha lattes.
29. I do not make enough money to be addicted to Starbucks lattes
30. My favorite flowers are lilies
31. I have undiagnosed ADHD
32. I know this because I have absolutely no focus
33. Oh look! Shiny Thing!
34. Mad Hatter seems to think I have OCD
35. Just because I have certain things that must be done certain ways
36. Personally, I think he’s nuts
37. I hate cleaning bathrooms
38. But cleaning kitchens do not bother me
39. It sucks that I have two bathrooms
40. Since my oldest has moved out, she has become one of my best friends
41. I didn’t think that I would survive her teenage years
42. Or that I wouldn’t kill her
43. My middle daughter still lives with me. She is 18.
44. I hope to have that kind of relationship with her later.
45. If I don’t kill her first
46. My eyes change colors with my mood and what I am wearing.
47. Sometimes they are grey, blue or green
48. I am 5’10
49. I am so not telling you what I weigh
50. I love shoes and purses.
51. My closet is not very cooperative with my shoe and purse addiction.
52. It is much too small
53. People with no sense of humor annoy me
54. I like to cook
55. But cant sew to save my life
56. Although I did once make my son a fake fur vest for a school play
57. I am in the process of doing my first scrapbook
58. It’s a present for my daughter for Christmas
59. I really need to hurry up and finish it.
60. When doing laundry I don’t mind folding clothes
61. But I really hate hanging them on hangers
62. I am a Taurus
63. I hate cold weather
64. Unless I don’t have to go anywhere and can stay home all day
65. I can’t stand to sleep in socks
66. So I have cold feet every single night
67. I have colored my hair since I was 13 years old
68. It was blonde for the longest time but now is reddish brown
69. My house seems to have a revolving door.
70. Mostly at meal times.
71. My grocery bill is totally obnoxious
72. I am not a very organized person
73. But I really want to be
74. One thing I seem to be very good at is organizing fund raisers
75. Which is why I am in charge of all the ones for my sons Boy Scout Troop
76. My ideal vacation would be somewhere alone with Mad Hatter.
77. I didn’t ride on an airplane until I was 25 years old
78. I really didn’t like it
79. It might be because it was to Germany with 3 kids, by myself.
80. I have since rode a plane many times
81. It’s gotten easier, but I still don’t like it
82. I can’t function without my day planner and notebook.
83. My notebook contains all my lists.
84. I am a consummate list maker.
85. I’ve always wanted to visit Ireland
86. And find a pot of gold
87. I have a very neurotic dog.
88. I’m not sure he realizes he is a dog.
89. I have always wanted an herb garden.
90. But I tend to kill plants so I keep putting it off.
91. I am a procrastinator.
92. But I am trying to reform myself.
93. It’s not working very well.
94. I am not a morning person
95. I can't get up in the morning without hitting the snooze at least twice.
96. I got my first tattoo when I was 35.
97. It will be my last.
98. I miss the fact that my kids were once cute babies but I dont want anymore.
99. I will hold out for grandkids instead
100. This was really hard!
1. I was born in Long Beach California
2. My dad was in the Navy so we moved around a lot when I was a kid.
3. I am the oldest child.
4. I have one brother.
5. My brother and I are not close.
6. My dad is living in the Vet’s home in Missouri after suffering a stroke.
7. My mother was in a nursing home for 7 years before she died in Aug.
8. I had my oldest daughter one month after I turned 16 years old.
9. I have three children total, one boy and two girls.
10. I have had many jobs in my lifetime but currently I am a merchandiser.
11. I work freelance for 2 companies and was hired as an employee for 3 others
12. I was married twice
13. I am now living in sin and liking it a lot better
14. My marriage life expectancies tend to run about 5 years
15. I have been living in sin for almost 7 years now with the love of my life
16. Christmas is my favorite holiday
17. I love the lights and family traditions my kids and I have started.
18. I love to read
19. I have only been able to pass this love of reading onto my oldest daughter
20. Although my middle daughter has recently gotten into it
21. I hold out hope that my son will someday understand the joy of reading
22. Mad Hatter is the 1st person that I have ever met that reads more than I do
23. My favorite color has changed throughout my life
24. Right now it is pink
25. I always have to have something to drink near me.
26. At home it is always sweetened iced tea
27. When I am driving around it is usually a cherry dr pepper from sonic
28. I am addicted to Starbucks White Chocolate Mocha lattes.
29. I do not make enough money to be addicted to Starbucks lattes
30. My favorite flowers are lilies
31. I have undiagnosed ADHD
32. I know this because I have absolutely no focus
33. Oh look! Shiny Thing!
34. Mad Hatter seems to think I have OCD
35. Just because I have certain things that must be done certain ways
36. Personally, I think he’s nuts
37. I hate cleaning bathrooms
38. But cleaning kitchens do not bother me
39. It sucks that I have two bathrooms
40. Since my oldest has moved out, she has become one of my best friends
41. I didn’t think that I would survive her teenage years
42. Or that I wouldn’t kill her
43. My middle daughter still lives with me. She is 18.
44. I hope to have that kind of relationship with her later.
45. If I don’t kill her first
46. My eyes change colors with my mood and what I am wearing.
47. Sometimes they are grey, blue or green
48. I am 5’10
49. I am so not telling you what I weigh
50. I love shoes and purses.
51. My closet is not very cooperative with my shoe and purse addiction.
52. It is much too small
53. People with no sense of humor annoy me
54. I like to cook
55. But cant sew to save my life
56. Although I did once make my son a fake fur vest for a school play
57. I am in the process of doing my first scrapbook
58. It’s a present for my daughter for Christmas
59. I really need to hurry up and finish it.
60. When doing laundry I don’t mind folding clothes
61. But I really hate hanging them on hangers
62. I am a Taurus
63. I hate cold weather
64. Unless I don’t have to go anywhere and can stay home all day
65. I can’t stand to sleep in socks
66. So I have cold feet every single night
67. I have colored my hair since I was 13 years old
68. It was blonde for the longest time but now is reddish brown
69. My house seems to have a revolving door.
70. Mostly at meal times.
71. My grocery bill is totally obnoxious
72. I am not a very organized person
73. But I really want to be
74. One thing I seem to be very good at is organizing fund raisers
75. Which is why I am in charge of all the ones for my sons Boy Scout Troop
76. My ideal vacation would be somewhere alone with Mad Hatter.
77. I didn’t ride on an airplane until I was 25 years old
78. I really didn’t like it
79. It might be because it was to Germany with 3 kids, by myself.
80. I have since rode a plane many times
81. It’s gotten easier, but I still don’t like it
82. I can’t function without my day planner and notebook.
83. My notebook contains all my lists.
84. I am a consummate list maker.
85. I’ve always wanted to visit Ireland
86. And find a pot of gold
87. I have a very neurotic dog.
88. I’m not sure he realizes he is a dog.
89. I have always wanted an herb garden.
90. But I tend to kill plants so I keep putting it off.
91. I am a procrastinator.
92. But I am trying to reform myself.
93. It’s not working very well.
94. I am not a morning person
95. I can't get up in the morning without hitting the snooze at least twice.
96. I got my first tattoo when I was 35.
97. It will be my last.
98. I miss the fact that my kids were once cute babies but I dont want anymore.
99. I will hold out for grandkids instead
100. This was really hard!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Thursday Thirteen #3
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1. The Bell Ringer in front of one of the Walmarts I was in today. I am in different stores several times a week and most of the time they ring their bells with a look on their face like they have the worst possible job in the world. Today, this particular Ringer was ringing his bell to the tune of Jingle Bells and dancing along with it. It was downright cute, made even cuter by the fact that he had to be 108. 2. A segment on the radio today while I was driving where they were discussing the worst possible gifts you can get for your child's teachers. They had teachers calling in with their two cents worth and some of their comments were just hilarious. BTW...for what it's worth, mugs, wooden or metal apples of any kind, and body lotions all seem to be things they would rather not get any more of. 3. The text that Mad Hatter sent me in the middle of the day that just said "I love you". AND it wasn't even because he wanted anything, at least not that he has mentioned yet. 4. Baby snuggles. Emily called today and asked if I would please please please babysit for a few hours until Dormouse got off work and could take over. She has been sick for a couple days so she was feeling all lethargic and wanted to just sit and snuggle in the chair. Sometimes I miss when my kids were little. 5. A clean garage!! I came home from work and Mad Hatter was outside cleaning out the garage. And I didn't even have to threaten to smother him with a pillow while he was sleeping. 6. A Christmas card from an old friend that I haven't seen in almost 10 years and haven't even talked to in over a year. 7. A pretty ornament from one of the managers at one of the stores I service monthly. 8. Baking Christmas cookies with a bunch of 12-13 year old boys for the bake sale we are having on Saturday. They had alot of fun and so did I. 9. A friend who called me today and asked if there was anything she could do to help me out with the bake sale on Saturday and the gift wrapping tomorrow since she cleared a bit of time in her calendar. God knows I needed some help! 10. The look on Mad Hatter's face when he found out that the reason his computer keeps crashing is because it needs a new thingamajig. Yes, I know that is not very helpful but when the person told him what it was he ordered the part and told him that he wouldn't charge labor. The look on his face was priceless when he heard this. 11. An email from my dad who just got a new computer and is back online now so it will be much easier to keep in touch with him. Course now I can't get through on his phone line to talk to him cause he is always on the computer. 12. Dinner. That I didn't have to cook. When Dormouse came home from work she brought a bunch of hot wings and fries because she knew that we had the meeting at our house tonight and that I wouldn't have time to cook. AND, she didn't want me to give her any money for it! 13. Gas for $1.38 a gallon!!!! |
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Wednesday, December 10, 2008
A day in the life of
It's been awhile since I have updated and since I know that you are all on the edge of your seats wondering what is new in my life, I will just have to put you out of your misery.
Well for starters, I have been working ALOT. I have had two different meetings in the past couple weeks with different DM's from companies that I work for.
I have also been planning a Hot Cocoa/Bake Sale for the Parade on Saturday and only a portion of that includes the actual um, you know, baking, which incidentally I have not started yet because I am a procastinator.
There was also the birthday BBQ from hell this past weekend, wrapping of presents, christmas cards finished and mailed out, more shopping, doctors appointments, vet appointments, various meetings involving the scouts, popcorn money pickups and dropping off at the council.
Wow...I am tired just thinking about it. But alas, all good things will come to an end and after this weekend where I will spend Friday wrapping presents at the local bookstore for donations and then Saturday serving hot chocolate and various baked goods for money for the troop, I will just have to worry about things like day to day household stuff, work and Christmas.
CHRISTMAS!!!
Which brings me to the checklist, which when I pulled out my list, actually looks pretty good.
*Christmas cards filled out and mailed.
*All presents that have been bought already are wrapped and under the tree.
*Both boxes that must be mailed next week are already started and am just waiting for a couple things for one of them and I will take both of them to the Post Office as soon as it comes in.
*Cheshire Cat's scrapbook is about half done.
*Mad Hatter is done.
*Aiden is done.
*Jayla is done.
*I just need to pick up a few things for Caterpillar but I know what they are so I am good there.
*Grandma is done.
*Praying that Dad's book that I ordered comes in but I have a contingency plan if that doesn't work out.
*Need to pick up two more things for Dormouse but I know what those are and will pick them up in my "spare" time.
Now I just need to figure out something else for Cheshire Cat and something for Alvin and I should be done.
I think.
Well for starters, I have been working ALOT. I have had two different meetings in the past couple weeks with different DM's from companies that I work for.
I have also been planning a Hot Cocoa/Bake Sale for the Parade on Saturday and only a portion of that includes the actual um, you know, baking, which incidentally I have not started yet because I am a procastinator.
There was also the birthday BBQ from hell this past weekend, wrapping of presents, christmas cards finished and mailed out, more shopping, doctors appointments, vet appointments, various meetings involving the scouts, popcorn money pickups and dropping off at the council.
Wow...I am tired just thinking about it. But alas, all good things will come to an end and after this weekend where I will spend Friday wrapping presents at the local bookstore for donations and then Saturday serving hot chocolate and various baked goods for money for the troop, I will just have to worry about things like day to day household stuff, work and Christmas.
CHRISTMAS!!!
Which brings me to the checklist, which when I pulled out my list, actually looks pretty good.
*Christmas cards filled out and mailed.
*All presents that have been bought already are wrapped and under the tree.
*Both boxes that must be mailed next week are already started and am just waiting for a couple things for one of them and I will take both of them to the Post Office as soon as it comes in.
*Cheshire Cat's scrapbook is about half done.
*Mad Hatter is done.
*Aiden is done.
*Jayla is done.
*I just need to pick up a few things for Caterpillar but I know what they are so I am good there.
*Grandma is done.
*Praying that Dad's book that I ordered comes in but I have a contingency plan if that doesn't work out.
*Need to pick up two more things for Dormouse but I know what those are and will pick them up in my "spare" time.
Now I just need to figure out something else for Cheshire Cat and something for Alvin and I should be done.
I think.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Ain't Family Grand?
Could someone please explain to me where in the hell this year has gone???? The other day it was February and then I blinked and here it is December!
On one hand things are progressing as well as can be expected considering it's DECEMBER 1st!!!
Decorating is done, present shopping has been started, wrapping paper is bought, christmas cards are bought and sitting there waiting for me to get my head out of my butt and address them, weekends are planned out for the next few weeks, and lists have been made. I have even made a couple batches of christmas cookies and we have already started watching Christmas movies. So many movies, so little time.
On the other hand, I haven't wrapped anything yet, I haven't addressed my cards yet(though I do have stamps!!) I haven't finished my Christmas shopping yet, and I really need to at least get the stuff bought quickly that needs to be mailed.
Let's just focus on the good for now, shall we.
At least we got the decorating done.
On one hand things are progressing as well as can be expected considering it's DECEMBER 1st!!!
Decorating is done, present shopping has been started, wrapping paper is bought, christmas cards are bought and sitting there waiting for me to get my head out of my butt and address them, weekends are planned out for the next few weeks, and lists have been made. I have even made a couple batches of christmas cookies and we have already started watching Christmas movies. So many movies, so little time.
On the other hand, I haven't wrapped anything yet, I haven't addressed my cards yet(though I do have stamps!!) I haven't finished my Christmas shopping yet, and I really need to at least get the stuff bought quickly that needs to be mailed.
Let's just focus on the good for now, shall we.
At least we got the decorating done.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
I'm almost famous
You should watch the news tonight.
Now, I won't necessarily be ON it. I will be the person that was annoying the newscaster while she redid the segment she was doing in one of my stores today, over and over and OVER again.
While standing in front of the display that I needed to get a picture of.
I am really hoping that they use the one that she was glaring at me in. I got tired of the whole "fake laughing when she was screwing up" thing that she had going on and just went ahead and did what I needed to do while she was trying to translate what "Walk up the aisle and around the corner while saying your line" meant.
Geez...some people have NO sense of humor.
or urgency.
Now, I won't necessarily be ON it. I will be the person that was annoying the newscaster while she redid the segment she was doing in one of my stores today, over and over and OVER again.
While standing in front of the display that I needed to get a picture of.
I am really hoping that they use the one that she was glaring at me in. I got tired of the whole "fake laughing when she was screwing up" thing that she had going on and just went ahead and did what I needed to do while she was trying to translate what "Walk up the aisle and around the corner while saying your line" meant.
Geez...some people have NO sense of humor.
or urgency.
Friday, November 14, 2008
A meeting of the minds
I am all packed and ready to go camping. This weekend is the 100 year celebration of the Boy Scouts so we are going as a family. It should be noted that this is the first time that I have went camping since I was a small child. Of course Mad Hatter is not really happy with me because some of the essential things that I am bringing with me are not things that he believes belongs with camping.
First, is my moisturizer. Hello! I dont go ANYWHERE without my moisturizer. And it's not like I packed all of my makeup or anything.(Well at least none that he knows about)
Then there is the sheets and blankets for the air mattress. There is no way in hell I can sleep all cooped up in a sleeping blanket. Geez.
How about the cutting board and the disinfectant cleaner? Those are important, I would think.
Hand sanitizer........never leave home without it.
I threw a hot pad into the bag and he almost had a seizure. I asked him if, while cooking, he has ever had to grab something to pull the pan off the fire cause it was too hot and he finally shut up about that one.
He even had a problem with me bringing my camera and extra batteries. I just don't understand the man.
So see, this should be a very interesting experience. If we can make it though this weekend without Mad Hatter shooting me then I will be back on Sunday to tell you how it all went.
If, of course, I don't freeze to death out there since it is supposed to be 30 damn degrees.
First, is my moisturizer. Hello! I dont go ANYWHERE without my moisturizer. And it's not like I packed all of my makeup or anything.(Well at least none that he knows about)
Then there is the sheets and blankets for the air mattress. There is no way in hell I can sleep all cooped up in a sleeping blanket. Geez.
How about the cutting board and the disinfectant cleaner? Those are important, I would think.
Hand sanitizer........never leave home without it.
I threw a hot pad into the bag and he almost had a seizure. I asked him if, while cooking, he has ever had to grab something to pull the pan off the fire cause it was too hot and he finally shut up about that one.
He even had a problem with me bringing my camera and extra batteries. I just don't understand the man.
So see, this should be a very interesting experience. If we can make it though this weekend without Mad Hatter shooting me then I will be back on Sunday to tell you how it all went.
If, of course, I don't freeze to death out there since it is supposed to be 30 damn degrees.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Is Today Monday and Someone Forgot to Tell Me?
The day started out as pretty normal. Woke Caterpillar up and told him to get ready for school. When he came out of his room Mad Hatter noticed that he was wearing the jeans that he wore yesterday and they weren't looking so healthy, if you know what I mean. So he told him to change. Caterpillar told him that he was wearing clean jeans so Mad Hatter went into his bedroom and checked the clothes hamper for the ones he wore yesterday. Guess what? They weren't there. So, he told Caterpillar to "CHANGE NOW!"
I was in the bedroom and MH was in the kitchen when Caterpillar came out of his room, yelled goodbye and ran out the door. A couple minutes later MH went into his room to check the dirty clothes hamper and lo and behold, there sat a pair of jeans. Folded up jeans that had not been worn at all.
Instead of changing his pants the little cretin pulled a clean pair out of the closet and threw it in the hamper.
Fabulous.
So I go to work. I am in a Best Buy where several weeks ago I had a GPS reset. This store could not find the new demo units and I have searched the backroom over. I have spoken with every single person that works in that store that would possibly know anything about it nobody has a clue where it is and they all claim they have never seen it.
I have gotten several emails and phone calls about these missing demo units and I have given names of people they can call to verify this fact.
Guess what I found today? The stupid box of demo units was sitting in the stack of boxes that come in daily that they have to scan in. It has apparently been sitting in this stack for the past three weeks. I never looked at it because I am not supposed to pull anything from that pile and I would have thought that weeks ago this would have been taken care of. Course, I had no time to get this project completed today so I will have to go back in the morning and do it.
Fabulous.
Now, the whole reason that I found this box with the demo units in it is because I was over in that area searching for a screwdriver in order to do another project. So I get the screwdriver and get all the stuff I need to do this other project. I pull off the part of the display wall that I need to work with. They have sent me the wrong bracket to use for this project. Siiiiiiiiiigh.
Fabulous.
At this point it just seemed like the best thing to do would be to just come home and pray that tomorrow is a better day.
So, how was your day?
I was in the bedroom and MH was in the kitchen when Caterpillar came out of his room, yelled goodbye and ran out the door. A couple minutes later MH went into his room to check the dirty clothes hamper and lo and behold, there sat a pair of jeans. Folded up jeans that had not been worn at all.
Instead of changing his pants the little cretin pulled a clean pair out of the closet and threw it in the hamper.
Fabulous.
So I go to work. I am in a Best Buy where several weeks ago I had a GPS reset. This store could not find the new demo units and I have searched the backroom over. I have spoken with every single person that works in that store that would possibly know anything about it nobody has a clue where it is and they all claim they have never seen it.
I have gotten several emails and phone calls about these missing demo units and I have given names of people they can call to verify this fact.
Guess what I found today? The stupid box of demo units was sitting in the stack of boxes that come in daily that they have to scan in. It has apparently been sitting in this stack for the past three weeks. I never looked at it because I am not supposed to pull anything from that pile and I would have thought that weeks ago this would have been taken care of. Course, I had no time to get this project completed today so I will have to go back in the morning and do it.
Fabulous.
Now, the whole reason that I found this box with the demo units in it is because I was over in that area searching for a screwdriver in order to do another project. So I get the screwdriver and get all the stuff I need to do this other project. I pull off the part of the display wall that I need to work with. They have sent me the wrong bracket to use for this project. Siiiiiiiiiigh.
Fabulous.
At this point it just seemed like the best thing to do would be to just come home and pray that tomorrow is a better day.
So, how was your day?
Monday, November 3, 2008
Thought for the week
Isn't parenthood supposed to get a bit easier as your kids get older? Specifically, when they become adults aren't you supposed to be able to relax just a smidgen and not have to worry about them as much?
I only ask because I am considering strangling my 18 year old daughter and I just wondered if this was something normal.
I remember when my oldest was 18, I had moments when I wanted to strangle her. Wasn't anything specific that I can think of now, but I do remember having them occasionally.
Possibly I am just blocking and in three years I won't remember the exact reasons that I am thinking about strangling her now. I suppose that is something to think about.
I only ask because I am considering strangling my 18 year old daughter and I just wondered if this was something normal.
I remember when my oldest was 18, I had moments when I wanted to strangle her. Wasn't anything specific that I can think of now, but I do remember having them occasionally.
Possibly I am just blocking and in three years I won't remember the exact reasons that I am thinking about strangling her now. I suppose that is something to think about.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Updated Update
Sniffffff. Excuse me, this is going to take a moment. I finally called this morning and ...sniff....my laptop, my beautiful shiny laptop, the one I know how to use, the one that I have gotten used to over the past few years, the one that I know as well as I know my own face, it has died.
Moment of silence please.
I have a new one now, and I am trying to make peace with it, but it is going to take awhile. It is a Sony Vaio and so much different than my little Gateway. I will have to see how it goes.
Incidentally, the problem with my old one was jibber jabber technical something or another that had to do with replacing the motherboard which would cost more than buying a new one.
Excuse me for a bit whilst I mourn.
Moment of silence please.
I have a new one now, and I am trying to make peace with it, but it is going to take awhile. It is a Sony Vaio and so much different than my little Gateway. I will have to see how it goes.
Incidentally, the problem with my old one was jibber jabber technical something or another that had to do with replacing the motherboard which would cost more than buying a new one.
Excuse me for a bit whilst I mourn.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Update
Guess what I received yesterday? Go ahead, guess. I'll wait.
Give up? It was the stupid cord for my computer.
YAY!!!! Right?
After all that drama it turns out that it wasn't really the power cord at all. Now, that's not to say that I don't need the power cord. I do. But right now the power cord is slightly useless since the little prongy thing in the back seems to not be working.
So yesterday I packed up my laptop, grabbed the power cord, and went to my local computer physician. He did a bunch of little technical stuff with it, pronounced the little prongy thingy dead and after gently wrapping it in bubble wrap, promised that he would get back to me today in order to tell me how many thousands of dollars that it will take for me to get my computer back in full charging power.
I really, really miss my computer.
Give up? It was the stupid cord for my computer.
YAY!!!! Right?
After all that drama it turns out that it wasn't really the power cord at all. Now, that's not to say that I don't need the power cord. I do. But right now the power cord is slightly useless since the little prongy thing in the back seems to not be working.
So yesterday I packed up my laptop, grabbed the power cord, and went to my local computer physician. He did a bunch of little technical stuff with it, pronounced the little prongy thingy dead and after gently wrapping it in bubble wrap, promised that he would get back to me today in order to tell me how many thousands of dollars that it will take for me to get my computer back in full charging power.
I really, really miss my computer.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
As the Post Office Turns
It's been about a year since I complained about the post office in my neighborhood. Incidentally, if you were wondering, I finally received the check I was waiting for in June, along with several missing 1099's and W-2's.
A couple weeks ago the cord on my laptop decided to give up the ghost. I searched around for one that would work on my computer and am praying that it's not the little prongy thing in the back that is messed up. Of course I won't know that until I actually get the damn thing in.
Anywho........
I ordered it from Ebay and have since been awaiting anxiously for my precious cord to arrive. Of course I have a tracking number in which to make things easier for me tostalk check on the progress of my package. So imagine how happy I was yesterday to see this:
Detailed Results:
Delivered, October 25, 2008, 10:45 am, KILLEEN, TX 76549
Arrival at Unit, October 25, 2008, 8:07 am, KILLEEN, TX 76549
Processed, October 25, 2008, 12:15 am, WOODWAY, TX 76712
Processed, October 24, 2008, 3:00 am, FORT WORTH, TX 76161
Processed, October 20, 2008, 11:17 pm, SAN FRANCISCO, CA 94188
Electronic Shipping Info Received, October 20, 2008
But wait! The 25th was on Saturday. This didn't make any sense. So, I called the post office to ask "What gives??"
I call the post office and speak directly to the postmaster because I am not a stupid person and I do try to learn from my mistakes. I explained the whole sordid story starting with the fact that I had the tracking number. He asked for the tracking number and proceeded to check it out to make sure I wasn't making things up. After checking and seeing that yes...it states that it was delivered to me, he then started the blame game.
PostMaster: "Well, have you looked through all of your mail?"
WhiteRabbit: "I have been waiting for this package for a week so yeah..I checked all my mail"
PM: "Maybe someone got the mail on Saturday and forgot to tell you"
WR: "I have one key for my mailbox and I am the only one that checks it"
PM: "Well we give you two keys...."
WR: "Regardless, I have one now and I am the only one that checks the mail. When I go out of town the mail stays in the box and nobody will check it until I get back"
PM:"Well, did you check the person's rating on ebay to make sure they actually sent it?"
WR: "Dude, check your computer screen again. The seller sent the package. It got lost on YOUR watch."
PM: "Well, maybe we can have the postal carrier check again and I will ask him about it when he gets back. Maybe he put it in the wrong box or something."
WR:"Well if he delivered it on Saturday, then yes, he put it in the wrong box cause it was NOT in my box. When will you speak with him and get back to me? This evening?"
PM:"Um no, he gets in really late from his route but I will call you first thing in the morning. What is your number?"
Fast forward to this morning. No phone call. So I tried to call him and the phone was consistantly busy for 3 solid hours. 3 HOURS! Finally, around 12:15 I was able to get through and he told me that he would have to call me back after speaking with the postal carrier who was going to look through everything. So I came home checked my mail and no package. Mail had been delivered but no package. Sigh.
So I called back and was placed on hold for 20 minutes before I hung up and called back. I was then told that he was busy and couldnt come to the phone.
Then my head exploded.
Okay, it didn't really explode but the long story short is that someone else has the stupid power cord that fits my damn computer and there isn't anything I can do about it. I just have to hope to God that the seller insured the package and if not that he is a nice person because honestly, he did everything he was supposed to do. It's not his fault that my post office sucks.
A couple weeks ago the cord on my laptop decided to give up the ghost. I searched around for one that would work on my computer and am praying that it's not the little prongy thing in the back that is messed up. Of course I won't know that until I actually get the damn thing in.
Anywho........
I ordered it from Ebay and have since been awaiting anxiously for my precious cord to arrive. Of course I have a tracking number in which to make things easier for me to
Detailed Results:
Delivered, October 25, 2008, 10:45 am, KILLEEN, TX 76549
Arrival at Unit, October 25, 2008, 8:07 am, KILLEEN, TX 76549
Processed, October 25, 2008, 12:15 am, WOODWAY, TX 76712
Processed, October 24, 2008, 3:00 am, FORT WORTH, TX 76161
Processed, October 20, 2008, 11:17 pm, SAN FRANCISCO, CA 94188
Electronic Shipping Info Received, October 20, 2008
But wait! The 25th was on Saturday. This didn't make any sense. So, I called the post office to ask "What gives??"
I call the post office and speak directly to the postmaster because I am not a stupid person and I do try to learn from my mistakes. I explained the whole sordid story starting with the fact that I had the tracking number. He asked for the tracking number and proceeded to check it out to make sure I wasn't making things up. After checking and seeing that yes...it states that it was delivered to me, he then started the blame game.
PostMaster: "Well, have you looked through all of your mail?"
WhiteRabbit: "I have been waiting for this package for a week so yeah..I checked all my mail"
PM: "Maybe someone got the mail on Saturday and forgot to tell you"
WR: "I have one key for my mailbox and I am the only one that checks it"
PM: "Well we give you two keys...."
WR: "Regardless, I have one now and I am the only one that checks the mail. When I go out of town the mail stays in the box and nobody will check it until I get back"
PM:"Well, did you check the person's rating on ebay to make sure they actually sent it?"
WR: "Dude, check your computer screen again. The seller sent the package. It got lost on YOUR watch."
PM: "Well, maybe we can have the postal carrier check again and I will ask him about it when he gets back. Maybe he put it in the wrong box or something."
WR:"Well if he delivered it on Saturday, then yes, he put it in the wrong box cause it was NOT in my box. When will you speak with him and get back to me? This evening?"
PM:"Um no, he gets in really late from his route but I will call you first thing in the morning. What is your number?"
Fast forward to this morning. No phone call. So I tried to call him and the phone was consistantly busy for 3 solid hours. 3 HOURS! Finally, around 12:15 I was able to get through and he told me that he would have to call me back after speaking with the postal carrier who was going to look through everything. So I came home checked my mail and no package. Mail had been delivered but no package. Sigh.
So I called back and was placed on hold for 20 minutes before I hung up and called back. I was then told that he was busy and couldnt come to the phone.
Then my head exploded.
Okay, it didn't really explode but the long story short is that someone else has the stupid power cord that fits my damn computer and there isn't anything I can do about it. I just have to hope to God that the seller insured the package and if not that he is a nice person because honestly, he did everything he was supposed to do. It's not his fault that my post office sucks.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Question
Do you think it's rude that I wait for Mad Hatter to leave the room after helping me hang up the clean clothes on hangers so that I can fix the ones he put on there wrong? I don't want to discourage him from helping me and get irritated about ONE MORE THING that I neurotic about but seriously, I really need the hook on the hanger to be facing towards the left when looking at the garment from the front. I know, I know. Maybe I am a touch neurotic.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Thursday Thirteen #2
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1. Mismatch socks. I know that seems a little um...OCD, but seriously, how hard is it to wear TWO MATCHING SOCKS!!!? 2. Towels not folded properly. Yes, we have established the whole OCD thing so get over it. I don't see why towels cannot be folded in half, in half again and then in thirds. It's not like I go to other people's houses and refold their towels or anything but in MY house they better be folded MY way. 3. Toilet paper sitting on top of the holder. How lazy can someone be to just put the new roll on top of the holder without actually putting it on the damn holder? 4. While we are on the subject of toilet paper, how about putting it on the holder in the right direction. The paper goes on the roll over NOT under. 5. People who call my phone and when I don't answer, call over and over again. Do you have no life? 6. People who do not seem to realize that they are not at home when they go out to eat. Last Friday Mad Hatter, Caterpillar and I went to a local Chinese Buffet place to get something to eat. While there I noticed not one, but two different girls who came in wearing pajamas. 7. People who lie. Especially when they lie in such a way that one could not possibly believe it, yet they expect you to anyway. 8. People who have no sense of humor. How can you get through your day without a sense of humor, seriously? 9. Calling a customer service number of any kind (Dell and Gateway are the worst) and getting someone who barely speaks English and what little they do speak is in such a heavy accent that you can't be sure that it really is English. 10. Trashcans. Okay, trashcans themselves don't annoy be but the trashcans in my house do. Apparently they can only be emptied if myself or Mad Hatter actually SAY "empty them". Did you know that approximately 10 more pounds of trash can be shoved into the top of the trashcan after it reaches the top of the rim? 11. The baggers at my local grocery store. Why on earth do they bother to sell the reusable grocery bags if they are going to get all pissy about it? And please tell me why they insist on wrapping things in PLASTIC bags before placing them in the reusable bags??? 12. My bluetooth earpiece. How come the rest of the free world can get them to work but me, not so much? 13. Forwarded text messages. I didn't mind so much the emails that were forwarded constantly to me but for the love of God.....do you HAVE to text them to me too? |
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Tuesday, October 21, 2008
To sleep or not to sleep
For weeks now I have been having a problem with sleeping. It started when I came back from mom's service. I KNOW! That was a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time ago!
It progressively got worse. First, I was up until 1 or 2 in the morning. Then it got to the ridiculous stage where I was up until 4 or 5 in the morning. I tried sleeping pills, not drinking any caffeine, everything I could think of.
One day a couple weeks ago I even decided that instead of going to sleep at 5 am, I got ready for work and left without sleeping. I figured that I would be exhausted all day long but by that night I would be ready to fall into a coma.
Um, no.
I was dead tired all day long and all evening long. I stopped working around 4pm, went to the gym, came home, made dinner, did laundry, did my reports, took a nice relaxing bath, cleaned up the kitchen, and went to bed around 10.
At 11:15 I got back up cause I was driving Mad Hatter crazy tossing and turning. I finally went to sleep at 3am.
Needless to say, this was making me nuts. I don't punch a time clock but there are things that I need to get done and by not actually getting out of my house until 11 in the morning this was making life a little difficult.
Flash forward to Sunday. It was a busy day with friends from out of town. By that evening I was totally exhausted so I figured that I would be able to actually go to sleep at a decent time.
I was in bed by 9:00 and sleeping great by 9:15. At 11:30 I glanced at the clock and was in a panic. I was scared to open my eyes fully because I was afraid I would wake all the way up and be up all night long again. Unfortunately, by midnight I was up again and couldn't go back to sleep until 4am.
This was making me crazy. I needed to sleep and I needed to get up earlier in the mornings in order to get my job done.
The other day Mad Hatter bought me some Melatonin. It's a natural way to get your body moving in the right direction for sleep. I took one last night at 8pm and was in bed by 10pm. I slept all the way through and when my alarm went off at 6 this morning I was up and moving. It was great! I had an incredibly productive day and wasn't tired at all through the whole day. I had enough energy to work until 4 and then go to the gym. I took another one about an hour ago and am starting to feel that nice sleepy feeling that has been eluding me for so long.
Keep your fingers crossed that I am cured!!
It progressively got worse. First, I was up until 1 or 2 in the morning. Then it got to the ridiculous stage where I was up until 4 or 5 in the morning. I tried sleeping pills, not drinking any caffeine, everything I could think of.
One day a couple weeks ago I even decided that instead of going to sleep at 5 am, I got ready for work and left without sleeping. I figured that I would be exhausted all day long but by that night I would be ready to fall into a coma.
Um, no.
I was dead tired all day long and all evening long. I stopped working around 4pm, went to the gym, came home, made dinner, did laundry, did my reports, took a nice relaxing bath, cleaned up the kitchen, and went to bed around 10.
At 11:15 I got back up cause I was driving Mad Hatter crazy tossing and turning. I finally went to sleep at 3am.
Needless to say, this was making me nuts. I don't punch a time clock but there are things that I need to get done and by not actually getting out of my house until 11 in the morning this was making life a little difficult.
Flash forward to Sunday. It was a busy day with friends from out of town. By that evening I was totally exhausted so I figured that I would be able to actually go to sleep at a decent time.
I was in bed by 9:00 and sleeping great by 9:15. At 11:30 I glanced at the clock and was in a panic. I was scared to open my eyes fully because I was afraid I would wake all the way up and be up all night long again. Unfortunately, by midnight I was up again and couldn't go back to sleep until 4am.
This was making me crazy. I needed to sleep and I needed to get up earlier in the mornings in order to get my job done.
The other day Mad Hatter bought me some Melatonin. It's a natural way to get your body moving in the right direction for sleep. I took one last night at 8pm and was in bed by 10pm. I slept all the way through and when my alarm went off at 6 this morning I was up and moving. It was great! I had an incredibly productive day and wasn't tired at all through the whole day. I had enough energy to work until 4 and then go to the gym. I took another one about an hour ago and am starting to feel that nice sleepy feeling that has been eluding me for so long.
Keep your fingers crossed that I am cured!!
Monday, October 13, 2008
Am I a bitch?
Maybe I am making too much of this. It's entirely possible that I am just looking for something else to be annoyed about.
I have a large dog. Who barks. Loudly.
Now, it's not the barking per se that I have a problem with, although it is a bit annoying and I am seriously thinking about investing in a bark collar.
My problem arises with the fact that when people come to my door he barks at them. He also stands at the window beside the door and looks out.
The problem that I have is that there are certain people that come to my house that when they see the dog at the window will back all the way up until they are standing beside my driveway. They will then talk in a normal voice that I am unable to hear unless I walk all the way outside and down the sidewalk.
I have noticed that only certain people are doing this.
* People there to fertilize my lawn.
* Salespeople
* Religious recruiters
* Salespeople who say they are NOT salespeople but somehow or another still have something they are selling that they wish us to buy.
This annoys the crap out of me on so many different levels. First, I hate answering the door to pushy ass people. Second, don't make me do the work of coming out and walking to you in order to tell you I'm not interested.
So am I being a bitch if, when I answer the door and the person is all the way at the other end of the sidewalk, I stay at the door and if I am unable to hear them I turn around and close the door? Not that I really care about being perceived as a bitch or anything. I have worked long and hard for this title.
I have a large dog. Who barks. Loudly.
Now, it's not the barking per se that I have a problem with, although it is a bit annoying and I am seriously thinking about investing in a bark collar.
My problem arises with the fact that when people come to my door he barks at them. He also stands at the window beside the door and looks out.
The problem that I have is that there are certain people that come to my house that when they see the dog at the window will back all the way up until they are standing beside my driveway. They will then talk in a normal voice that I am unable to hear unless I walk all the way outside and down the sidewalk.
I have noticed that only certain people are doing this.
* People there to fertilize my lawn.
* Salespeople
* Religious recruiters
* Salespeople who say they are NOT salespeople but somehow or another still have something they are selling that they wish us to buy.
This annoys the crap out of me on so many different levels. First, I hate answering the door to pushy ass people. Second, don't make me do the work of coming out and walking to you in order to tell you I'm not interested.
So am I being a bitch if, when I answer the door and the person is all the way at the other end of the sidewalk, I stay at the door and if I am unable to hear them I turn around and close the door? Not that I really care about being perceived as a bitch or anything. I have worked long and hard for this title.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Thursday Thirteen #1
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| Thirteen Lists I Have Lying in a Notebook 1. Daily To Do List 2. ToDo list of things that I really mean to get done but never seem to get around it This would be the list my children hate to have things for them end up on. 3. Things that need to be done but not right this second. This would be for things like make Cody's physical appointment and will be marked off this list when it is transferred to my Daily list. 4. Phone Calls I need to make. Believe it or not there are about 5 calls written on this list right now 5. Fall cleaning list. If I dont write it on this list then I will have a clean house but dirty vent covers. 6. Bills to Pay list. You would think this would keep me from being late with anything and while I admit it's easier than it used to be I still falter with this. 7. Grocery list. I just wish my family would communicate with me about things they use the last of. 8. Christmas list. This is where I write down everyone I have to buy for and jot down ideas for these people. 9. Clothes for everyone that is needed or will be needed in the future. Every time I am doing laundry or whatever and notice that someone needs socks, new pants, more shirts, whatever....it goes on this list. 10. Weekly work list. It seems to work better for me if I write down everything on Sunday so that I can get a good idea of how to divvy things up. 11. Monthly work list. Some of my jobs are monthly jobs so it's easier to keep them seperate from the weekly jobs. 12. Things to buy list. This is the list that things such as books I want to read, school supplies for Cody, ect are listed. 13. List of places I want to go when I finally have my nervous breakdown and run away from home. Okay, this one was added in last minute since I only had 12 lists (which incidentally is pretty damn sad) But I think it was necessary. You may think I am exaggerating but seriously these are all in my notebook which Mad Hatter looked at today and decided that it was official...I am nuts. |
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Driving For Dummies: Chapter 1
On the right side of every steering wheel of every car is a lever. This lever can be pushed up or down in order to indicate the direction that your car will be turning. Push it up to turn left and push it down turn right. Simple, huh?
This will negate the need for other drivers to call up their psychic abilities in order to determine what the hell you are planning to do.
This will negate the need for other drivers to call up their psychic abilities in order to determine what the hell you are planning to do.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
ARGH!
Know what tomorrow is? Go ahead. I'll wait.
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It's National Talk Like a Pirate Day! Have you hugged your pirate today?
Monday, September 8, 2008
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve, I have a history of taking off my shirt
It has been an incredibly long few weeks but I think that I am ready to step back into the land of the living and actually attempt to ya know, live.
Mom died a week ago yesterday and her funeral was on Saturday. I was actually able to make it back home for it and for that I am eternally grateful. I feel a bit more peaceful now, though there is still regret for things that I can't change.
Now onto other issues.....
I have had my problems with what my familylovingly describes as OCD and ADD. I have focusing problems and at times will get all distracted by one point that usually is not the MAIN point of whatever it is that I am working on or talking about. I also have those little idiosyncrasies that I do all the time that makes whoever is around me absolutely bat shit. Lately though, it has gotten a bit out of control.
Now, I am not completely oblivious to my issues. I know that right at this particular moment in my life I am feeling really out of control so I am trying to compensate by having control over EVERYTHING ELSE. I recognize this. It doesn't help me at all though. I have this new thing that I keep finding myself doing and I really thought that I had been fairly slick about it but apparently myloving annoying family has been just humoring me.
I use hand sanitizer, ALOT.
I have a little travel container that hooks onto my purse. I also have another one that hooks onto each of my bags. I have a small bottle in my car. I have a large bottle in the kitchen by the sink and one in each bathroom on the counter. I use them all the time. Repeatedly.
I have bought 6 large bottles that I use to refill the smaller ones in the past few weeks. I think I have a hand sanitizer problem. And they noticed....they have all noticed and have apparently discussed it amongst themselves. But surely it's just sanitizer, right? It's not like it's crack or anything. I can..um...I can stop anytime I want.
Mom died a week ago yesterday and her funeral was on Saturday. I was actually able to make it back home for it and for that I am eternally grateful. I feel a bit more peaceful now, though there is still regret for things that I can't change.
Now onto other issues.....
I have had my problems with what my family
Now, I am not completely oblivious to my issues. I know that right at this particular moment in my life I am feeling really out of control so I am trying to compensate by having control over EVERYTHING ELSE. I recognize this. It doesn't help me at all though. I have this new thing that I keep finding myself doing and I really thought that I had been fairly slick about it but apparently my
I use hand sanitizer, ALOT.
I have a little travel container that hooks onto my purse. I also have another one that hooks onto each of my bags. I have a small bottle in my car. I have a large bottle in the kitchen by the sink and one in each bathroom on the counter. I use them all the time. Repeatedly.
I have bought 6 large bottles that I use to refill the smaller ones in the past few weeks. I think I have a hand sanitizer problem. And they noticed....they have all noticed and have apparently discussed it amongst themselves. But surely it's just sanitizer, right? It's not like it's crack or anything. I can..um...I can stop anytime I want.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Mom
I have had bad days. I have had bad weeks. Hell, occasionally I have had bad months. But this month....this month just sucks.
I am sitting here right now awaiting a phone call. A phone calling telling me that my mom has died. And I am having a really hard time trying to figure out how I feel exactly.
My relationship with my mom was always difficult. We tried, somewhat, both of us at different times. She would make an effort and I would avoid it, then I would make an effort and she would avoid it. It just never really seemed to work out.
Then seven years ago she had a stroke. About 3 years before her stroke she was diagnosed with MS. About a year before the stroke she had fallen at work and broken her back. That was the beginning of the end.
She has been in a nursing home for the past seven years. About four years ago she pretty much stopped communicating with everyone. She didn't recognize me on my trips back to Missouri and she just pretty much gave up all hope.
I have tried to make it back there at least once a year and spend time with her. I just got back.
Last Friday my brother called me to tell me that she was not getting any better. She had contracted pneumonia after having her feeding tube put in and the antibiotics were not helping. The doctor told him to contact the family and get them here.
So Dormouse and I packed up her car and headed up there. We drove all night and arrived the next morning. She made it through the night and everyone was amazed that she was getting better. Her breathing was starting to get better and she was finally able to cough which was necessary in helping to clear up her lungs. By Monday she was focusing on our faces and it seemed that, at least for now, she was gonna be okay. Her sister had flown in from California and we both needed to be getting back home so Wednesday afternoon I headed back and today her sister headed back to California.
She took a turn for the worse.
Her lungs started filling with fluid again and she couldn't breathe. Her oxygen levels dipped down into the low 80's and now her kidneys are starting to fail. It could happen at any time.
I know she has not had any kind of life for a very long time now. She doesn't talk, she doesn't really recognize anyone. She doesn't watch tv, she doesn't participate in anything. She sleeps. She wakes up and she naps again. Now that she has a feeding tube she doesn't even get to eat the pureed stuff they have been feeding her for the past few years. So even the pleasure of eating is gone. I know that it would probably be better for her....her body is worn out and is pretty much done but its really hard to let go...She's only 59 years old. I really thought that I would be relieved. I thought that it would be better for her...she's suffering so much and I know this. But there is a part of me...this part of me that has longed for a relationship with my mother like the one that I have with my daughters. I want to be able to call her and tell her what is going on. I want her to call me and tell me what is going on in her life. I want to be able to go shopping with her, go to the movies, have a holiday celebration. I want all of this and more.
I just want another chance to do it all again.
I am sitting here right now awaiting a phone call. A phone calling telling me that my mom has died. And I am having a really hard time trying to figure out how I feel exactly.
My relationship with my mom was always difficult. We tried, somewhat, both of us at different times. She would make an effort and I would avoid it, then I would make an effort and she would avoid it. It just never really seemed to work out.
Then seven years ago she had a stroke. About 3 years before her stroke she was diagnosed with MS. About a year before the stroke she had fallen at work and broken her back. That was the beginning of the end.
She has been in a nursing home for the past seven years. About four years ago she pretty much stopped communicating with everyone. She didn't recognize me on my trips back to Missouri and she just pretty much gave up all hope.
I have tried to make it back there at least once a year and spend time with her. I just got back.
Last Friday my brother called me to tell me that she was not getting any better. She had contracted pneumonia after having her feeding tube put in and the antibiotics were not helping. The doctor told him to contact the family and get them here.
So Dormouse and I packed up her car and headed up there. We drove all night and arrived the next morning. She made it through the night and everyone was amazed that she was getting better. Her breathing was starting to get better and she was finally able to cough which was necessary in helping to clear up her lungs. By Monday she was focusing on our faces and it seemed that, at least for now, she was gonna be okay. Her sister had flown in from California and we both needed to be getting back home so Wednesday afternoon I headed back and today her sister headed back to California.
She took a turn for the worse.
Her lungs started filling with fluid again and she couldn't breathe. Her oxygen levels dipped down into the low 80's and now her kidneys are starting to fail. It could happen at any time.
I know she has not had any kind of life for a very long time now. She doesn't talk, she doesn't really recognize anyone. She doesn't watch tv, she doesn't participate in anything. She sleeps. She wakes up and she naps again. Now that she has a feeding tube she doesn't even get to eat the pureed stuff they have been feeding her for the past few years. So even the pleasure of eating is gone. I know that it would probably be better for her....her body is worn out and is pretty much done but its really hard to let go...She's only 59 years old. I really thought that I would be relieved. I thought that it would be better for her...she's suffering so much and I know this. But there is a part of me...this part of me that has longed for a relationship with my mother like the one that I have with my daughters. I want to be able to call her and tell her what is going on. I want her to call me and tell me what is going on in her life. I want to be able to go shopping with her, go to the movies, have a holiday celebration. I want all of this and more.
I just want another chance to do it all again.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Bullet posts....the lazy bloggers friend
Because I am so scatterbrained and can't seem to keep up on anything I am doing I have decided that I will just bullet point the highlights to save time. There are so many different things that I could think of to write about but sometimes having too much to say is just every bit as bad as having nothing to say.
1. Dormouse is safely home where she belongs. Her friend came over yesterday to wait for her and brought the baby and since Dormouse wasn't going to be home until tonight she and the baby just stayed over. Was very very strange to wake up to a crying baby last night.
2. I broke my toe. And it hurts.
3. Cheshire Cat has officially been laid off from her job and is now unemployed. She will begin looking for a new job as soon as she stops hyperventilating.
4. Today was Cheshire Cat's boyfriends birthday. Don't remember if I ever introduced him but since he has become a main character we will just call him Al. His little boy is Aiden. (Cant seem to shorten that...lol) Also, Dormouse's friend and the baby will hereafter be referred to as Em and Jay. We got a cake and when the girls got home we were able to have cake and ice cream.
5. Did I mention that I broke my toe and it hurts?
6. Jack's (the dog just in case you are wondering) fur was all dead on the undercoat and we have been having a terrible time trying to get it under control and unmatting it. Well...I always wanted a hairless dog and I now seem to have one. He was completely shaved this weekend and is now about a third of his normal size. He looks so pathetic and I feel so badly for him. He wont be able to go on walks for awhile cause I don't know if his ego can handle the other dogs laughing at him.
7. Caterpillar decided that he wanted to be able to see instead of having shaggy hair. Instead of waiting for the next day so I could take him to get his hair cut he decided that he would cut it himself. He now has VERY short hair.
8. Toe still hurting here.
9. The good news about the toe thing is that it has taken my mind off my hurt shoulder.
10. I spent all day Saturday cleaning Dormouse's room (and hyperventilating) and went through all of his clothes. I now have two HUGE bags of clothes to take to goodwill unless anyone happens to need boys shirts in a size 16-18. The pants never make it to goodwill as he is way too hard on them.
11. I hear a mouse!!!!!!!!!!
12. Crap! I just checked and its in the damn trap. Everyone is asleep, dammit.
13. Tomorrow is Monday.........I hate Mondays
14. I have almost completed back to school shopping. Maybe a couple more pairs of jeans and a few shirts.
15. It's gonna be a very very very long and complicated week.
1. Dormouse is safely home where she belongs. Her friend came over yesterday to wait for her and brought the baby and since Dormouse wasn't going to be home until tonight she and the baby just stayed over. Was very very strange to wake up to a crying baby last night.
2. I broke my toe. And it hurts.
3. Cheshire Cat has officially been laid off from her job and is now unemployed. She will begin looking for a new job as soon as she stops hyperventilating.
4. Today was Cheshire Cat's boyfriends birthday. Don't remember if I ever introduced him but since he has become a main character we will just call him Al. His little boy is Aiden. (Cant seem to shorten that...lol) Also, Dormouse's friend and the baby will hereafter be referred to as Em and Jay. We got a cake and when the girls got home we were able to have cake and ice cream.
5. Did I mention that I broke my toe and it hurts?
6. Jack's (the dog just in case you are wondering) fur was all dead on the undercoat and we have been having a terrible time trying to get it under control and unmatting it. Well...I always wanted a hairless dog and I now seem to have one. He was completely shaved this weekend and is now about a third of his normal size. He looks so pathetic and I feel so badly for him. He wont be able to go on walks for awhile cause I don't know if his ego can handle the other dogs laughing at him.
7. Caterpillar decided that he wanted to be able to see instead of having shaggy hair. Instead of waiting for the next day so I could take him to get his hair cut he decided that he would cut it himself. He now has VERY short hair.
8. Toe still hurting here.
9. The good news about the toe thing is that it has taken my mind off my hurt shoulder.
10. I spent all day Saturday cleaning Dormouse's room (and hyperventilating) and went through all of his clothes. I now have two HUGE bags of clothes to take to goodwill unless anyone happens to need boys shirts in a size 16-18. The pants never make it to goodwill as he is way too hard on them.
11. I hear a mouse!!!!!!!!!!
12. Crap! I just checked and its in the damn trap. Everyone is asleep, dammit.
13. Tomorrow is Monday.........I hate Mondays
14. I have almost completed back to school shopping. Maybe a couple more pairs of jeans and a few shirts.
15. It's gonna be a very very very long and complicated week.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Good News/Bad News
FLORA
JOE
JOE JR
FLORA JR
JOE'S FRIEND MIKE
That is the most recent tally with sightings and all....I am not happy
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Immigration Issues on the Home Front
Immigration is a hot topic lately. Political parties are arguing back and forth about the best possible solution for this problem and nobody seems to have come up with any clear cut answers.
Now, I don't profess to have all the answers. Hell, I don't even have some of the answers for this national dilemma, but I may have a few answers for my own personal immigration issue.
A few months ago the powers that be decided that the field behind my house should be cleared and used for "something". Now, nobody seems to know what this something is but damn it when it becomes clear the field will be ready and able.
Unfortunately, the clearing of that field caused all of the field mice that called that place home to pack up their little bags and find classier digs.
I do not like mice. I also do not like spiders, frogs, bugs that are the size of cantaloupes (I'm looking at you palmetto bug!!) or snakes. Mice though, mice are particularly disturbing.
About a month and a half ago I started noticing the problem. At that time we actually had a cat so the cat caught it and actually took it outside and the little mouse scurried off and did whatever mice do. I was happy with this result. While I don't like rodents in my home I do not want them dead. Seriously, my karma points are at an all time low and I just don't need the hassle. But then the cat ran away (should have been my first clue to the mouse dilemma). A couple weeks later we found one floating in the dog's water dish (oops...apparently switching the food and water dish confused the little suckers) so that brought the tally to two. Well, unless that was the same mouse and it found its way back into the house. Then I started hearing things scurrying around here and there and while sitting here innocently in the living room on my laptop one night I looked up and one scurried past me and ran under the tv stand.
Okay, that was a BIG problem. Apparently they were not happy with the garage and the kitchen anymore. They were taking over the entire house!
So today I went to Lowe's in search of little mousie cages that would capture the mice so thatI Mad Hatter could capture them and remove them without actually killing them. I searched and searched but all I could find were traps that would kill them. "I don't wanna kill them" I whined to Mad Hatter. "I just don't want them to be roommates anymore."
Apparently this was too much to ask so I left the store and went to Walmart thinking that since they carry EVERYTHING surely they would have this.
Nope. Nothing that didn't say KILL THE MICE on it. Sigh.
So I resigned myself. I told Mad Hatter that I would just have to make little name tags for them so I could at least pretend they were pets. I thought that maybe I could just print up little eviction notices and possibly half of them would be offended enough to find a new home.
And then I went to the grocery store where I found, right there by the bugspray, what I was looking for. Little itsy bitsy house like things that you put the bait in and it captures them and DOES NOT KILL THEM. Then you take it outside, open it up, and let it scurry out in hopes of finding a new home. SWEET!
So I bought 4 of them and put peanut butter in each one. I also explained to Mad Hatter that he was to take no out of town jobs for the next month or so because I am not going to be left here explaining to the little mice that they have to wait til he gets back to let them free. So now I sit here waiting patiently for the Joe, Mack, Sam and Flora to get a hankering for peanut butter. And pray they haven't reproduced because I have run out of names for these furry little illegal aliens.
Now, I don't profess to have all the answers. Hell, I don't even have some of the answers for this national dilemma, but I may have a few answers for my own personal immigration issue.
A few months ago the powers that be decided that the field behind my house should be cleared and used for "something". Now, nobody seems to know what this something is but damn it when it becomes clear the field will be ready and able.
Unfortunately, the clearing of that field caused all of the field mice that called that place home to pack up their little bags and find classier digs.
I do not like mice. I also do not like spiders, frogs, bugs that are the size of cantaloupes (I'm looking at you palmetto bug!!) or snakes. Mice though, mice are particularly disturbing.
About a month and a half ago I started noticing the problem. At that time we actually had a cat so the cat caught it and actually took it outside and the little mouse scurried off and did whatever mice do. I was happy with this result. While I don't like rodents in my home I do not want them dead. Seriously, my karma points are at an all time low and I just don't need the hassle. But then the cat ran away (should have been my first clue to the mouse dilemma). A couple weeks later we found one floating in the dog's water dish (oops...apparently switching the food and water dish confused the little suckers) so that brought the tally to two. Well, unless that was the same mouse and it found its way back into the house. Then I started hearing things scurrying around here and there and while sitting here innocently in the living room on my laptop one night I looked up and one scurried past me and ran under the tv stand.
Okay, that was a BIG problem. Apparently they were not happy with the garage and the kitchen anymore. They were taking over the entire house!
So today I went to Lowe's in search of little mousie cages that would capture the mice so that
Apparently this was too much to ask so I left the store and went to Walmart thinking that since they carry EVERYTHING surely they would have this.
Nope. Nothing that didn't say KILL THE MICE on it. Sigh.
So I resigned myself. I told Mad Hatter that I would just have to make little name tags for them so I could at least pretend they were pets. I thought that maybe I could just print up little eviction notices and possibly half of them would be offended enough to find a new home.
And then I went to the grocery store where I found, right there by the bugspray, what I was looking for. Little itsy bitsy house like things that you put the bait in and it captures them and DOES NOT KILL THEM. Then you take it outside, open it up, and let it scurry out in hopes of finding a new home. SWEET!
So I bought 4 of them and put peanut butter in each one. I also explained to Mad Hatter that he was to take no out of town jobs for the next month or so because I am not going to be left here explaining to the little mice that they have to wait til he gets back to let them free. So now I sit here waiting patiently for the Joe, Mack, Sam and Flora to get a hankering for peanut butter. And pray they haven't reproduced because I have run out of names for these furry little illegal aliens.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
I need a twelve step program
I have too many lists. Waaaaaaaay too many lists. I actually have on one of my lists that I need to make a list. Seriously, it's right there, number 23. I can't make these things up.
Mad Hatter gets very annoyed with my lists. So do my kids. Inevitably, someone will ask me to do something or they will tell me that something needs to be done and I tell them that I will put it on my list.
They all know what this means. It means that it will never get done.
I have every intention of getting my lists completed. I love crossing things off...making that big ol line right through the task at hand. But I don't do it. And you wanna know why I don't do it?
BECAUSE I AM A PROCRASTINATOR.
That's right. Hi, my name is White Rabbit and I am a procrastinator.
Procrastinating has been my biggest downfall for years. It costs me tons of money every year and it makes me crazy. I know that if I just do something and get it completed then I won't have to think about it again (well until the next time that something comes up). I know that I will feel better about things if I get them done. Unfortunately, it doesn't help.
My job is a TERRIBLE job for a procrastinator. Oh, its nice and all that I don't have to punch a time clock. And it's great that I get to make my own schedule for the most part. I get my assignments and then I have a certain amount of time to get them done. Some of them I have the entire month, some only a week. Some are very small windows. Every Wednesday I have one assignment that is due. It's not that bad of an assignment, really. It's not difficult at all. And I have Mon, Tues or Wed to get it done. The last two weeks I have completed it on Thursday...sigh. Again, procrastinating.
I have noticed that I do better when I am held accountable for things. So I am making this vow now.....I will sit down this weekend and will figure out all of my assignments for the coming month. At least most of the ones that I know about. I will write them, IN PEN, into my day planner and I will not come home from work until these things are done. I will not fluff off a day, if I want to take an extra day off it will not be on Mondays anymore. I will have to work extra hard to get it all completed so that I can take Friday off. I will also get at least 5 things on my big master list completed. These are stupid things like find a new doctor that takes my new health insurance and make an appointment, or pick up Cody some new shorts for the summer, or check out Goody's going out of business sale. Five things, every week. That's not so bad.....as long as I don't procrastinate.
Mad Hatter gets very annoyed with my lists. So do my kids. Inevitably, someone will ask me to do something or they will tell me that something needs to be done and I tell them that I will put it on my list.
They all know what this means. It means that it will never get done.
I have every intention of getting my lists completed. I love crossing things off...making that big ol line right through the task at hand. But I don't do it. And you wanna know why I don't do it?
BECAUSE I AM A PROCRASTINATOR.
That's right. Hi, my name is White Rabbit and I am a procrastinator.
Procrastinating has been my biggest downfall for years. It costs me tons of money every year and it makes me crazy. I know that if I just do something and get it completed then I won't have to think about it again (well until the next time that something comes up). I know that I will feel better about things if I get them done. Unfortunately, it doesn't help.
My job is a TERRIBLE job for a procrastinator. Oh, its nice and all that I don't have to punch a time clock. And it's great that I get to make my own schedule for the most part. I get my assignments and then I have a certain amount of time to get them done. Some of them I have the entire month, some only a week. Some are very small windows. Every Wednesday I have one assignment that is due. It's not that bad of an assignment, really. It's not difficult at all. And I have Mon, Tues or Wed to get it done. The last two weeks I have completed it on Thursday...sigh. Again, procrastinating.
I have noticed that I do better when I am held accountable for things. So I am making this vow now.....I will sit down this weekend and will figure out all of my assignments for the coming month. At least most of the ones that I know about. I will write them, IN PEN, into my day planner and I will not come home from work until these things are done. I will not fluff off a day, if I want to take an extra day off it will not be on Mondays anymore. I will have to work extra hard to get it all completed so that I can take Friday off. I will also get at least 5 things on my big master list completed. These are stupid things like find a new doctor that takes my new health insurance and make an appointment, or pick up Cody some new shorts for the summer, or check out Goody's going out of business sale. Five things, every week. That's not so bad.....as long as I don't procrastinate.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Crabby R Us
I am having a bad week. I am pretty busy this week but honestly, it's been worse. This week I have resets of the PC Speaker displays in Circuit City to do. I did one of them today and it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I hate having to do electronic resets where I have to hook up stuff and pray for them to work but it really makes me feel good when I finish and everything works exactly the way it should. It was pretty pathetic but I pretty much made every person working in the store come over and ooh and ahh over my display when it was done. MH is right...I am high maintenance.
When I went to leave the store today I was met by a man at the front door selling almond chocolate bars for $2 each. He told me that it was to support drug addicts who want to get help. So of course I had to open my damn mouth, without thinking as I often do, and said "So, you're saying that I should buy a $2 and 500 calorie candy bar to help people who just WONT SAY NO" Luckily, the man had a sense of humor and I actually bought the candy bar from him. While walking to my car I wondered to myself if calories count if the candy bar was to help a charity. My conscience prevailed however and I was sitting at a stop light when I noticed someone standing with a sign asking for food or money so I gave them the candy bar. (SO QUIT GOING BACK AND LOOKING AT MY FOOD DIARY AND NOTICING THAT I DIDN'T PUT IT ON THERE!)
Honestly, I think the reason I am so crabby today is because I ate like crap today. Actually, this morning I didn't eat anything but I drank a crapload of calories and I always feel like crap when I don't eat anything til dinnertime. Gotta remember to take a sandwhich or something with me tomorrow.
It's only Tuesday so surely this week will get a little better, right?
When I went to leave the store today I was met by a man at the front door selling almond chocolate bars for $2 each. He told me that it was to support drug addicts who want to get help. So of course I had to open my damn mouth, without thinking as I often do, and said "So, you're saying that I should buy a $2 and 500 calorie candy bar to help people who just WONT SAY NO" Luckily, the man had a sense of humor and I actually bought the candy bar from him. While walking to my car I wondered to myself if calories count if the candy bar was to help a charity. My conscience prevailed however and I was sitting at a stop light when I noticed someone standing with a sign asking for food or money so I gave them the candy bar. (SO QUIT GOING BACK AND LOOKING AT MY FOOD DIARY AND NOTICING THAT I DIDN'T PUT IT ON THERE!)
Honestly, I think the reason I am so crabby today is because I ate like crap today. Actually, this morning I didn't eat anything but I drank a crapload of calories and I always feel like crap when I don't eat anything til dinnertime. Gotta remember to take a sandwhich or something with me tomorrow.
It's only Tuesday so surely this week will get a little better, right?
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Calories that shouldn't count
In my quest to count calories I have encountered many questions regarding weather or not to count the calories for certain things.
1. When cooking something and having to taste it to determine if more seasoning should be added should you really try to break it down to the bite? I mean come on, it's not like I am eating half a serving or something (most of the time)
2. When you are eating mozzarella sticks and you have portioned them out to just have two of them and your significant other is sitting over there chowing down on his plateful, complete with ranch dressing to dip them in, should it really count if you just reach over and dip your mozzarella stick into his ranch dressing? Didn't I read somewhere that calories from stolen food do not count?
3. When in the midst of a nervous breakdown and you are pacing back and forth and burning more calories than you actually are consuming, should you have to count those if you don't count the pacing as exercise?
4. When cleaning off the table and there is one piece of bacon left on the plate from breakfast that you don't want to waste by throwing away, does it count if you just pop it in your mouth or is that considered clean up?
5. When cleaning out the refrigerator and coming across that last piece of quesidilla in the glad ware container should you count the calories consumed or is that, like the above question, considered clean up?
6. Again, another clean up question. When cleaning out the nightstand on your significant others side of the bed and coming across a mostly empty bag of reeses pieces do you count the calories for the leftover candies that you scarfed down while frantically making sure that nobody is watching?
7. When someone, without your knowledge, brings you a latte, do you have to count the calories or should that be considered being polite?
This dieting thing is turning out to be more confusing than I thought it would be.
1. When cooking something and having to taste it to determine if more seasoning should be added should you really try to break it down to the bite? I mean come on, it's not like I am eating half a serving or something (most of the time)
2. When you are eating mozzarella sticks and you have portioned them out to just have two of them and your significant other is sitting over there chowing down on his plateful, complete with ranch dressing to dip them in, should it really count if you just reach over and dip your mozzarella stick into his ranch dressing? Didn't I read somewhere that calories from stolen food do not count?
3. When in the midst of a nervous breakdown and you are pacing back and forth and burning more calories than you actually are consuming, should you have to count those if you don't count the pacing as exercise?
4. When cleaning off the table and there is one piece of bacon left on the plate from breakfast that you don't want to waste by throwing away, does it count if you just pop it in your mouth or is that considered clean up?
5. When cleaning out the refrigerator and coming across that last piece of quesidilla in the glad ware container should you count the calories consumed or is that, like the above question, considered clean up?
6. Again, another clean up question. When cleaning out the nightstand on your significant others side of the bed and coming across a mostly empty bag of reeses pieces do you count the calories for the leftover candies that you scarfed down while frantically making sure that nobody is watching?
7. When someone, without your knowledge, brings you a latte, do you have to count the calories or should that be considered being polite?
This dieting thing is turning out to be more confusing than I thought it would be.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Success!
My brand new, less than a year old smoothtop Maytag range has stopped working. Okay, the oven works great, the three smaller burners all work just fine. The bigger burner that normal people use for oh, let's just say EVERYTHING, works so-so. But only on high. Have you ever tried to cook everything on high. Yeah......doesn't work so well.
So I tried to call in to get it fixed. I have actually tried on numerous occasions but the run around just got to be too taxing for my poor little head.
Today, however, yes today I sat down and determined that I would get to the bottom of who exactly is responsible. After two friggin hours on the phone with 9 different people I have an appointment on Thursday....sometime between the hours of o'dark thirty and o'my god it's time for bed!
So I tried to call in to get it fixed. I have actually tried on numerous occasions but the run around just got to be too taxing for my poor little head.
Today, however, yes today I sat down and determined that I would get to the bottom of who exactly is responsible. After two friggin hours on the phone with 9 different people I have an appointment on Thursday....sometime between the hours of o'dark thirty and o'my god it's time for bed!
Monday, June 16, 2008
It's official...I'm a wimp
For years and years and years I was always the tall skinny one. Now, I didn't particularly think I was THAT skinny....especially once I hit my 20's. I was fairly comfortable with my weight then, as evidenced by the fact that I could eat half of a cow and follow that up with a vat of ice cream and not have any evidence of the fact later.
I have now found the evidence. In the past 5 years I have gained 50 lbs and a whole bunch of blobby sections on different parts of my body. Yeah...not so cool.
For the past couple years I have whined about it but not done much beyond the whining, which apparently is annoying to my family. (Poor little skinny ass wimps)
This has all changed recently. A few months ago I started cooking things a bit different and started buying different things at the grocery store. I don't have cookies or chips in my house anymore. If my kids want a snack they need to grab some yogurt, or string cheese or apples or maybe even a granola bar. Strangely enough, they really aren't that upset about this. Go figure.
Then last week I joined Curves. I was just going to check it out. You know, run in and see how everything works. I really didn't want to deal with having a contract or anything. I just wanted to see what it was all about. One of my friends has been trying to talk me into going for about a year now but I just never seemed to have the time. So I wander in and ask about prices and things and they set me up with an appointment to come back later on that day so they can go over everything with me. Okay, that doesn't sound so painful. So I went back and OMG they were brutal. First she gave me this thingie that somehow or another read how much body fat there was on my body. THEN she made me get on a scale. Then....while I was still trying to adjust to the fact that the scale actually yelped when I got on ......she came at me with the dreaded measuring tape!!! A measuring tape!! ON MY THIGHS!!!!!!!!!!
Oh the horror!
So needless to say, after that little bit of persuasion plus selling I was begging her to let me sign a contract.
I am supposed to go in three times a week so I decided that I would do Mon, Wed and Fri. Unfortunately, my first day there happened to fall on a Thursday so I figured that week I would do Thurs and Sat.
I went in on Thurs and thought everything went pretty good considering that I haven't exercised in probably 10 years. I did the stretchy thing, I did the two rounds on all the machines and I felt pretty damn good. I was dripping with sweat when it was done but I felt pretty energized.
Then I woke up on Friday morning and almost died. My calves were KILLING ME. I had to work that day and wouldn't you know it .....that was one of those days that I had 11 different stores to do. Which means not only walking around those stores but also walking from the parking lot TO the store.
Did you know that 90% of the parking lots in my area slope upwards slightly? Yeah...me either.
Did you also know that it is damn near impossible to limp properly when you don't have a clue which leg hurts more?
Luckily all I had to say was ..."New gym membership" and everyone seemed to understand.
By Sat morning they were still hurting but I was afraid that I would never go back so I went anyway. I made it throughout the entire thing, but just barely.
Sunday was much better and though it still hurt I managed to actually go shopping without having to hobble.
Today when I went the muscles were still straining but I managed to get through the routine without fire shooting out of my legs so I figure that I am making a bit of progress.
Honestly, I knew I would have some discomfort but damn.....this is downright embarrassing! I'm a wimp!
I have now found the evidence. In the past 5 years I have gained 50 lbs and a whole bunch of blobby sections on different parts of my body. Yeah...not so cool.
For the past couple years I have whined about it but not done much beyond the whining, which apparently is annoying to my family. (Poor little skinny ass wimps)
This has all changed recently. A few months ago I started cooking things a bit different and started buying different things at the grocery store. I don't have cookies or chips in my house anymore. If my kids want a snack they need to grab some yogurt, or string cheese or apples or maybe even a granola bar. Strangely enough, they really aren't that upset about this. Go figure.
Then last week I joined Curves. I was just going to check it out. You know, run in and see how everything works. I really didn't want to deal with having a contract or anything. I just wanted to see what it was all about. One of my friends has been trying to talk me into going for about a year now but I just never seemed to have the time. So I wander in and ask about prices and things and they set me up with an appointment to come back later on that day so they can go over everything with me. Okay, that doesn't sound so painful. So I went back and OMG they were brutal. First she gave me this thingie that somehow or another read how much body fat there was on my body. THEN she made me get on a scale. Then....while I was still trying to adjust to the fact that the scale actually yelped when I got on ......she came at me with the dreaded measuring tape!!! A measuring tape!! ON MY THIGHS!!!!!!!!!!
Oh the horror!
So needless to say, after that little bit of persuasion plus selling I was begging her to let me sign a contract.
I am supposed to go in three times a week so I decided that I would do Mon, Wed and Fri. Unfortunately, my first day there happened to fall on a Thursday so I figured that week I would do Thurs and Sat.
I went in on Thurs and thought everything went pretty good considering that I haven't exercised in probably 10 years. I did the stretchy thing, I did the two rounds on all the machines and I felt pretty damn good. I was dripping with sweat when it was done but I felt pretty energized.
Then I woke up on Friday morning and almost died. My calves were KILLING ME. I had to work that day and wouldn't you know it .....that was one of those days that I had 11 different stores to do. Which means not only walking around those stores but also walking from the parking lot TO the store.
Did you know that 90% of the parking lots in my area slope upwards slightly? Yeah...me either.
Did you also know that it is damn near impossible to limp properly when you don't have a clue which leg hurts more?
Luckily all I had to say was ..."New gym membership" and everyone seemed to understand.
By Sat morning they were still hurting but I was afraid that I would never go back so I went anyway. I made it throughout the entire thing, but just barely.
Sunday was much better and though it still hurt I managed to actually go shopping without having to hobble.
Today when I went the muscles were still straining but I managed to get through the routine without fire shooting out of my legs so I figure that I am making a bit of progress.
Honestly, I knew I would have some discomfort but damn.....this is downright embarrassing! I'm a wimp!
Monday, June 9, 2008
And another one bites the dust
It's finally over. My daughter is now officially a high school graduate. (SOB!)
No...really. I'm fine. It's not like this is my first time around with a child graduating. But it just FEELS differently than when Cheshire Cat graduated. Dormouse just doesn't seem to be as old as CC. Not to mention that 6 hours after graduation she was on her way to Austin with her dad so they could fly to Missouri for the summer. (SOB!)
Anyway.....
This weekend was, well....it was interesting, for lack of a better word. MH's family was supposed to get here on Saturday afternoon and the girls dad was supposed to fly in on Friday. Of course you will take notice that I used the word SUPPOSED. The girls dad was here right on time, just like he was supposed to be, however, MH's family decided it would be fun to come down here a day early. And not tell us. Until they were half way here. Yeah...fun. (SOB!)
Well that worked out all okay. His parents got a room and his sister, brother and the little boy his sister is taking care of all stayed with us. That wasn't so bad. The girls dad stayed with Cheshire Cat in Austin so they were only here during the day and in the evening. That was a little trickier.
Imagine if you will.....being in your ex wife's house for an entire weekend with her inlaws and friends. I actually felt sorry for him at first. Until he decided to get a bit creepy. Now, keep in mind that I have been divorced from this man for 15 years. I haven't really had anything to do with him at all besides on the phone for the past 8 years. (This would be where it comes in handy to live two states away from your ex) Honestly, the man has had his issues but I really don't remember him being ......creepy. He would sit there and not say a word. Just stare. And then there were several times that I was standing somewhere doing something and he would just come up and stand there looking down at me. He is pretty tall so that wasn't a major feat, however it was just the way that he did it. The girls and I have joked in the past that it really wouldn't surprise any of us to find out that he had a hidden second life. And that he was a serial killer or something. After this weekend though...I don't think it's really a joke.
I could have lived with that whole thing though but he had to go and make Dormouse cry. Long story short......For the past few years he has talked about the fact that he was going to give her one of the cars that he and his wife have. Even to the point of calling it her car when discussing it with anyone. He did the same thing for Cat when she graduated also. Told her she was getting a car but then she went and had to pay for most of it with the money that had been given to her over the years for birthdays and christmas. He placed it all into a bank account and that was what it was used for. Well she went up there to work for the summer and got the car. Dormouse was supposed to do it this year but now all of a sudden he has to buy her another car because they dont want to get rid of the "Dormouse's car" So now he is upset that she doesnt have enough money saved and that he will have to drive her back and forth for work. Um...get over it. Who the hell do you think has driven her to and from work and everywhere else she has needed to go for the past 18 years??? Now, this is not a surprise to him. He knew when coming down here how much money she had. Why did he choose this weekend when everyone was here and there was so much commotion going on? And then when she started crying he wouldn't let her out of her room cause he told her she was too upset to go out in the other room. GRRR.
But he is now gone and barring her wedding and college graduation....I really shouldn't have to deal with any of that anymore.
I was having a really hard time getting pics of the graduation ceremony since nobody was allowed down there with a camera. I am hoping that they will send the proofs of the photos that they took as they were getting their diplomas so that I can buy some. I am feeling a bit out of focus now....my baby has graduated and I only have one left. (SOB!) I am really proud of her, but please tell me that this icky, don't know what to do with myself feeling goes away. (SOB!)
Thursday, May 22, 2008
It's that time of year again
It's the time of year where I must say goodbye to my favorite television characters for the summer and pray they return in the fall. Last year I had to say goodbye to both Charmed and Gilmore Girls. This year it looks like I may luck out and get to keep all the shows that I watch and love. But what about the characters????
Let's start with Bones :
I have watched this show from the beginning and though alot of people complain about it, I have always liked it. The season finale however, really threw me off. In the preceding episode it looked like Booth had been killed and the opening scene in the season finale did little to dispute that since they were all getting ready to go to his funeral. Now, personally I really felt that there was no way they could kill off his character and I really had a feeling that his death had been faked somehow. Of course the writers came up with the same logical conclusion though they came up with a really half assed explanation for it. I however, will forgive them for this faux pas specifically because they finally ended the "Gormogon" mystery. I was surprised, not shocked, about the way they brought that around. Someone in the Jeffersonian had to be involved as his apprentice and though I did not believe for a second that it was Hodgins (way too obvious) I was caught off guard when it was revealed that it was Zack.
NCIS
This is one of my favorite shows of all time. I love Mark Harmon and Mike Weatherly. The show would just not be the same without either of those people. For months now I had heard that someone would be getting killed off by the end of the season. There are seven main characters and it would definitely be one of those seven. Gibbs, Tony, Ziva, McGee, Abby, Jenny or Ducky. After careful consideration I determined that the only one of these that I would be comfortable with losing is Jenny. And because the writers over at NCIS carefully check with me before making any major decisions, they concurred and Jenny was killed within the first hour of the two hour season finale. I knew there would be fallout from this and that the team would take a beating, however it never occurred to me that the new NCIS director would decide that he should play God and split the team up. The season finale ended with Ziva getting sent back to Israel, Tony getting assigned to a ship and McGee getting reassigned to the cyber division! No, no, no NCIS writers. Bad writers!! Someone, somewhere better be gearing up to fix this immediately in the beginning of the next season or I will be incredibly upset.
CSI
Seriously, I haven't been into CSI for quite awhile. Though I was really happy when Sara left,I just never quite got back into that adoration I had for this show in the beginning . I did manage to tune into the finale because I knew that this would be Warrick's last hurrah and figured that I would see how they did with that. Seriously....there is nothing that CSI could do to beat the season finale years ago when they buried Nick Stokes alive. That show had me sitting on the edge of my seat and I honestly have not been able to get back to enjoying it as much as I did then. As the episode progressed and it came out the Warrick had been set up I really thought that he would just say "Screw it, I'm done." or else he would get fired because of his personal problems or something. I did not expect him to be shot, point blank, while we all sat and watched. It should make for an interesting few episodes at the beginning of next season so I will probably tune in to watch that and see how it plays out.
Criminal Minds
OMG...where to start?? JJ finally announced that she was pregnant and it was so touching the way that Hotchner was upset that she didn't tell him. Morgan was in fine form and the premise of the episode was very compelling. I mean come on......all these murders and different suspects in each one? Brilliant! But the ending...oh the ending. The last scene is everyone getting into their vehicles and of course they all have dark colored SUV's. Hotch, JJ, Morgan, Reid, Rossi, Garcia and Emily. All in different vehicles! And then one of them blows up! IT BLOWS UP! And so now I have to wait until the beginning of next season to find out who. Personally, I am going to go on the line and make my assumption right now. I believe that it will be JJ and though she will lose the baby and Will will be killed, she will somehow survive. That is just my theory.
House
I have been bored with House this entire season. Ever since Cameron, Chase, and Foreman left House's team it just hasn't been the same. I caught a few episodes throughout the season and got to know some of the new team members. I was never overly crazy about Amber but I was really glad when she and Wilson got together. I really enjoyed the episode where he realized that Amber was just a female version of house. It was hilarious. I really looked forward to seeing where they were going to take that relationship and how House figured into it. Amber was involved in a bus crash along with House, whom she was actually just trying to help. Of course she took some flu medication and before her kidneys had time to actually process it the bus crashed and damaged her kidneys, making the medication poison the rest of her body. They put her in a protective hypothermia while trying to figure out what is wrong with her but when they finally figure it out, there is nothing they can do. So, they wake her up so that Wilson can at least spend the last few hours of her life with her and that was the most heart wrenching thing I have watched in a very long time. The look on her face as Wilson explains what happened and when she realizes that there is no hope for her. The range of emotions ......disbelief, horror, terror, and sadness. All within seconds. Seriously, this woman deserves an Emmy! This was, without a doubt, the best season finale of all...and from a show that I wasn't even sure that I liked anymore! There was no way to watch this without your eyes tearing up just a little.
So, now I play the waiting game. There is never anything on during the summer worth watching, at least nothing that I have found. But I will have the fall to look forward to......someday.
Let's start with Bones :
I have watched this show from the beginning and though alot of people complain about it, I have always liked it. The season finale however, really threw me off. In the preceding episode it looked like Booth had been killed and the opening scene in the season finale did little to dispute that since they were all getting ready to go to his funeral. Now, personally I really felt that there was no way they could kill off his character and I really had a feeling that his death had been faked somehow. Of course the writers came up with the same logical conclusion though they came up with a really half assed explanation for it. I however, will forgive them for this faux pas specifically because they finally ended the "Gormogon" mystery. I was surprised, not shocked, about the way they brought that around. Someone in the Jeffersonian had to be involved as his apprentice and though I did not believe for a second that it was Hodgins (way too obvious) I was caught off guard when it was revealed that it was Zack.
NCIS
This is one of my favorite shows of all time. I love Mark Harmon and Mike Weatherly. The show would just not be the same without either of those people. For months now I had heard that someone would be getting killed off by the end of the season. There are seven main characters and it would definitely be one of those seven. Gibbs, Tony, Ziva, McGee, Abby, Jenny or Ducky. After careful consideration I determined that the only one of these that I would be comfortable with losing is Jenny. And because the writers over at NCIS carefully check with me before making any major decisions, they concurred and Jenny was killed within the first hour of the two hour season finale. I knew there would be fallout from this and that the team would take a beating, however it never occurred to me that the new NCIS director would decide that he should play God and split the team up. The season finale ended with Ziva getting sent back to Israel, Tony getting assigned to a ship and McGee getting reassigned to the cyber division! No, no, no NCIS writers. Bad writers!! Someone, somewhere better be gearing up to fix this immediately in the beginning of the next season or I will be incredibly upset.
CSI
Seriously, I haven't been into CSI for quite awhile. Though I was really happy when Sara left,I just never quite got back into that adoration I had for this show in the beginning . I did manage to tune into the finale because I knew that this would be Warrick's last hurrah and figured that I would see how they did with that. Seriously....there is nothing that CSI could do to beat the season finale years ago when they buried Nick Stokes alive. That show had me sitting on the edge of my seat and I honestly have not been able to get back to enjoying it as much as I did then. As the episode progressed and it came out the Warrick had been set up I really thought that he would just say "Screw it, I'm done." or else he would get fired because of his personal problems or something. I did not expect him to be shot, point blank, while we all sat and watched. It should make for an interesting few episodes at the beginning of next season so I will probably tune in to watch that and see how it plays out.
Criminal Minds
OMG...where to start?? JJ finally announced that she was pregnant and it was so touching the way that Hotchner was upset that she didn't tell him. Morgan was in fine form and the premise of the episode was very compelling. I mean come on......all these murders and different suspects in each one? Brilliant! But the ending...oh the ending. The last scene is everyone getting into their vehicles and of course they all have dark colored SUV's. Hotch, JJ, Morgan, Reid, Rossi, Garcia and Emily. All in different vehicles! And then one of them blows up! IT BLOWS UP! And so now I have to wait until the beginning of next season to find out who. Personally, I am going to go on the line and make my assumption right now. I believe that it will be JJ and though she will lose the baby and Will will be killed, she will somehow survive. That is just my theory.
House
I have been bored with House this entire season. Ever since Cameron, Chase, and Foreman left House's team it just hasn't been the same. I caught a few episodes throughout the season and got to know some of the new team members. I was never overly crazy about Amber but I was really glad when she and Wilson got together. I really enjoyed the episode where he realized that Amber was just a female version of house. It was hilarious. I really looked forward to seeing where they were going to take that relationship and how House figured into it. Amber was involved in a bus crash along with House, whom she was actually just trying to help. Of course she took some flu medication and before her kidneys had time to actually process it the bus crashed and damaged her kidneys, making the medication poison the rest of her body. They put her in a protective hypothermia while trying to figure out what is wrong with her but when they finally figure it out, there is nothing they can do. So, they wake her up so that Wilson can at least spend the last few hours of her life with her and that was the most heart wrenching thing I have watched in a very long time. The look on her face as Wilson explains what happened and when she realizes that there is no hope for her. The range of emotions ......disbelief, horror, terror, and sadness. All within seconds. Seriously, this woman deserves an Emmy! This was, without a doubt, the best season finale of all...and from a show that I wasn't even sure that I liked anymore! There was no way to watch this without your eyes tearing up just a little.
So, now I play the waiting game. There is never anything on during the summer worth watching, at least nothing that I have found. But I will have the fall to look forward to......someday.
Friday, May 16, 2008
People who have annoyed me today
1. The GM at one of my stores who decided on the very last day of the week to get everything accomplished that "on second thought he would really like to have that display built"
2. The school nurse who called me while I was working over an hour away to tell me that my son had an accident during Field Day and really needed to be taken in to see the doctor. After traveling at high speeds to get back here because I have the only insurance card for him we realized it was just a little sprain and he was fine. I swear school nurses are the bane of a working mothers existence.
3. The manager of another of my stores who called me to tell me that a display came in and she wouldn't have time to get it up and I really needed to get it out of her storeroom. So tomorrow I will be putting up her damn display.
4. The Altell Information Operator who, when I called the first time to ask for the number to my kids doctor, gave me the wrong number to the wrong place but hurried and transferred me to the automated system before I could finish telling her.
5. The Altell Information Operator that I called the second time to complain about the first and get the number that I needed.
6. The Altell Information Operator that I called the THIRD time to complain because his coworkers were morons and the second operator gave me the friggin fax number.
7. The doctor's office, who decided that in the midst of my incredibly stressful day that putting me on hold for 15 minutes would be a good idea.
8. My District Manager who called me today to apologize because she forgot to order my plane tickets when they were only $150 and now that they are $450 I will have to drive to Dallas instead on Tuesday morning.
9. My sons school who seems to think that I am an amazing person who can pull a fake fur vest out of my ass for his school costume that is due on Monday.
10. My daughters school who calls with the automated message about paying book fines or else they will hold her grades and her diploma for ransom. The books are all turned in on Monday and they are scanned in with the numbers. Now, I was waiting until this happened so we can determine weather or not someone else has her book. When I called the school to tell them this they explained that it was really a long shot and they really wanted to make sure that they get the money turned in by Wednesday. I asked them if I sent in a check and then someone turns in the book does that mean they will contact me and reimburse me. She was unable to answer this simple question.
See.. I was just trying to do the wrong kind of lists. These are really easy!
Please tell me that tomorrow will be a better day
2. The school nurse who called me while I was working over an hour away to tell me that my son had an accident during Field Day and really needed to be taken in to see the doctor. After traveling at high speeds to get back here because I have the only insurance card for him we realized it was just a little sprain and he was fine. I swear school nurses are the bane of a working mothers existence.
3. The manager of another of my stores who called me to tell me that a display came in and she wouldn't have time to get it up and I really needed to get it out of her storeroom. So tomorrow I will be putting up her damn display.
4. The Altell Information Operator who, when I called the first time to ask for the number to my kids doctor, gave me the wrong number to the wrong place but hurried and transferred me to the automated system before I could finish telling her.
5. The Altell Information Operator that I called the second time to complain about the first and get the number that I needed.
6. The Altell Information Operator that I called the THIRD time to complain because his coworkers were morons and the second operator gave me the friggin fax number.
7. The doctor's office, who decided that in the midst of my incredibly stressful day that putting me on hold for 15 minutes would be a good idea.
8. My District Manager who called me today to apologize because she forgot to order my plane tickets when they were only $150 and now that they are $450 I will have to drive to Dallas instead on Tuesday morning.
9. My sons school who seems to think that I am an amazing person who can pull a fake fur vest out of my ass for his school costume that is due on Monday.
10. My daughters school who calls with the automated message about paying book fines or else they will hold her grades and her diploma for ransom. The books are all turned in on Monday and they are scanned in with the numbers. Now, I was waiting until this happened so we can determine weather or not someone else has her book. When I called the school to tell them this they explained that it was really a long shot and they really wanted to make sure that they get the money turned in by Wednesday. I asked them if I sent in a check and then someone turns in the book does that mean they will contact me and reimburse me. She was unable to answer this simple question.
See.. I was just trying to do the wrong kind of lists. These are really easy!
Please tell me that tomorrow will be a better day
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
SEND HELP!!! I'M BEING ATTACKED BY BOXES!
I know this is a little dark but this is my entry way. No, that is not what my wall looks like.....that is a stack of boxes that were sitting there when I walked in my house this evening. Actually, you can only see six of the boxes. There are NINE.
I have a small car. No gas guzzler for me! Since I drive on average 300-500 miles a week that is usually a good thing. At times like this however, not so good. How in the hell am I going to get all these stupid boxes into my car?????
On another note.....Dormouse's graduation is coming up quickly. I really need to get things together and start on the many of projects that we wanted to get done before then. On Friday afternoon we will be going to pick up the tile so that the kitchen, dining room, entry way and both bathrooms will get tiled, hopefully before next weekend. Mad Hatter has decided that he really wants to do some painting. I have no problem with this but I told him that all the other stuff needs to get done first and if there is any time leftover then he is more than welcome to attempt that.
Mothers Day was really nice. All of my kids were here and it was also Dormouse's 18th birthday so we just combined it all and it was great. I got flowers from Cheshire Cat and from Mad Hatter but since my birthday is on Monday I figure that is okay as long as someone pulls a really nifty present out for me!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
I have a dog. His name is Jack. This is my dog.
He is a very cute dog and I actually like him most of the time but seriously, can this dog get any more nuerotic????
For over a week this stupid thing has been limping around and acting like he was dying. Over the weekend it got really bad so on Monday I called and made him an appointment for the next day and took him in to be looked at.
Have you ever had a car that made funny noises and you take it in to the mechanics and all of a sudden the car decides that it is going to run better than it did when it was brand new? That was my dog yesterday.
He stopped limping about a half an hour before the appointment. I took him anyway because I didn't want to feel guilty about not taking him am a good pet owner and wanted to make sure that he was okay. So, the vet feels him up and moves his legs all over the place and checks everything out, just to make sure. And then charges me $111.95 for the entire process, INCLUDING muscle relaxers for when he gets a bit stiff. I don't get muscle relaxers and trust me...after writing that check out I NEEDED THE DAMN MUSCLE RELAXERS!!
So Jack is fine and I put him in the car and we drive home. I let him out of the backseat and followed him into the house. He limped the whole time. Damn dog.
Monday, May 5, 2008
In which I attempt to think positive
I have a friend who has a weekly post of things that she is thankful for. She generally lists ten things every week that has happened and it's always so refreshing to see those happy little moments and even when she is having a hard week she always manages to find ten little things that make her smile.
I thought I would shamelessly steal her nifty little idea, if for no other reason than I really hate Mondays and they always seem to be screwed up.
1. Caterpillar managed to not only pass his TAKS tests but he also has a solid C average in Math which means that he will very probably pass the 5th grade!!!
2. While shopping today I actually remembered to bring my coupons and my total came to $190 but I only paid $130. I actually saved almost $60 in COUPONS!!!
3. Work has been piling on so much lately and though I am a bit tired (okay, can we say freakin exhausted!!!) the checks have been really nice.
4. I only had to fill up my car twice last week instead of three times. (yeah, I know I am stretching it there)
5. Dormouse managed to get her book fine down from $250 to $125 (seriously stretching it now)
6. Mad Hatter has not managed to get me sick yet.
7. Ummmmmmmm.......geez. I am really bad at this. Okay, thinking positive. I have a fairly easy week this week at work.
Oh hell.....I will have to work on this positive thinking thing a bit. I apparently suck at it.
I thought I would shamelessly steal her nifty little idea, if for no other reason than I really hate Mondays and they always seem to be screwed up.
1. Caterpillar managed to not only pass his TAKS tests but he also has a solid C average in Math which means that he will very probably pass the 5th grade!!!
2. While shopping today I actually remembered to bring my coupons and my total came to $190 but I only paid $130. I actually saved almost $60 in COUPONS!!!
3. Work has been piling on so much lately and though I am a bit tired (okay, can we say freakin exhausted!!!) the checks have been really nice.
4. I only had to fill up my car twice last week instead of three times. (yeah, I know I am stretching it there)
5. Dormouse managed to get her book fine down from $250 to $125 (seriously stretching it now)
6. Mad Hatter has not managed to get me sick yet.
7. Ummmmmmmm.......geez. I am really bad at this. Okay, thinking positive. I have a fairly easy week this week at work.
Oh hell.....I will have to work on this positive thinking thing a bit. I apparently suck at it.
Monday, April 21, 2008
Tomorrow is Earth Day
Awhile back I purchased some of those reusable shopping bags in an effort to "do my part" for the environment. I have found that I actually prefer using them over the plastic bags for a number of reasons. First, those bags hold a whole lot more than the plastic bags you get from the store. I can fit the contents of 4 plastic bags into one of my reusable bags. Second, they are much sturdier than the plastic bags so no ripping and having stuff fall all over the place. Then there is that feeling you get, just because you are doing something that has an impact on your environment.
I have noticed in the time I have been doing this different reactions from the people working in the stores. There are some that just get annoyed because by you bringing in your own bags it seems to completely and totally throw them off their game and they just don't like it. Then there are the oblivious ones who attempt to bag your groceries in the plastic bags and then place the plastic bags INTO THE REUSABLE ONES. Now, you would think that this was a completely moronic thing to do but apparently there are people that bring their own bags in that PREFER that their stuff gets bagged first and then placed into the reusable bags. Then there are the ones that just don't understand that they are supposed to put your items into that bag. They just don't get it and no amount of explaining seems to seep through to their tiny little brains.
I went to the store today and bought a bunch of stuff totalling $125.....and managed to get all of it into all 5 of my bags......this was almost 3/4 of a cart full of stuff. I carried the two 6packs of cokes by their nifty little handles but the rest of it fit comfortably into all of these bags and though a couple of them were kinda heavy, when I came home I was able to carry in all of my groceries all at one time without having to make multiple trips.
I have spent my life using disposable bottles ..one right after another. I have filled a bunch of landfills with my three children's disposable diapers and I have probably used the equivalent of a football field in paper towels but I am trying. I will bring in my cup to refill instead of getting a new paper cup for my drinks at the convenience store and at Starbucks. I will use my reusable shopping bags whenever I go to the store. I will recycle what I can in my neighborhood. I will use the cloth napkins instead of paper towels or paper napkins. It's not much......but I want to do my part.
I have noticed in the time I have been doing this different reactions from the people working in the stores. There are some that just get annoyed because by you bringing in your own bags it seems to completely and totally throw them off their game and they just don't like it. Then there are the oblivious ones who attempt to bag your groceries in the plastic bags and then place the plastic bags INTO THE REUSABLE ONES. Now, you would think that this was a completely moronic thing to do but apparently there are people that bring their own bags in that PREFER that their stuff gets bagged first and then placed into the reusable bags. Then there are the ones that just don't understand that they are supposed to put your items into that bag. They just don't get it and no amount of explaining seems to seep through to their tiny little brains.
I went to the store today and bought a bunch of stuff totalling $125.....and managed to get all of it into all 5 of my bags......this was almost 3/4 of a cart full of stuff. I carried the two 6packs of cokes by their nifty little handles but the rest of it fit comfortably into all of these bags and though a couple of them were kinda heavy, when I came home I was able to carry in all of my groceries all at one time without having to make multiple trips.
I have spent my life using disposable bottles ..one right after another. I have filled a bunch of landfills with my three children's disposable diapers and I have probably used the equivalent of a football field in paper towels but I am trying. I will bring in my cup to refill instead of getting a new paper cup for my drinks at the convenience store and at Starbucks. I will use my reusable shopping bags whenever I go to the store. I will recycle what I can in my neighborhood. I will use the cloth napkins instead of paper towels or paper napkins. It's not much......but I want to do my part.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Sure is quiet .......
I am alone in my house. All alone, well okay the dogs are here and Caterpillars cat is here, but my family is NOT. I have had blessed moments of peace and quiet over the years with one or two of my kids being gone for the night, but Mad Hatter is usually here with me to make the time go by a little quicker.
Last night MH and Caterpillar left to go camping. They will be home late Sunday morning. Wednesday, Dormouse left to go to Galveston with her class for the Regional FCLA conference (which incidentally they won first place and are going on to Nationals sometime in the summer) She will be home some time late tonight. So last night I was alone all by myself cleaning carpets at midnight. Today Cheshire Cat came over and we went to lunch and she and her boyfriend are outside cleaning her car but she will be leaving soon and I will be alone again.
The last time I was alone was back when my girls were 7 and 4 (they are almost 18 and 21 now) and they were with their dad and my ex husband was out in the field. It actually took me a good part of the evening yesterday to backtrack and think of that.
Carpets are clean now...maybe I should go clean out MY car
Last night MH and Caterpillar left to go camping. They will be home late Sunday morning. Wednesday, Dormouse left to go to Galveston with her class for the Regional FCLA conference (which incidentally they won first place and are going on to Nationals sometime in the summer) She will be home some time late tonight. So last night I was alone all by myself cleaning carpets at midnight. Today Cheshire Cat came over and we went to lunch and she and her boyfriend are outside cleaning her car but she will be leaving soon and I will be alone again.
The last time I was alone was back when my girls were 7 and 4 (they are almost 18 and 21 now) and they were with their dad and my ex husband was out in the field. It actually took me a good part of the evening yesterday to backtrack and think of that.
Carpets are clean now...maybe I should go clean out MY car
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Just Supposing
Let's just say that "someone" was driving around in a big town that just recently has opened a whole bunch of new toll roads. And this someone was driving around in said town with absolutely no clue where she (or he since this is hypothetical) is and only a vague idea of how to get where she/he wants. And let's say that without realizing it, this person accidentally gets on a toll road. And when approaching the toll gate this person realizes "HOLY SHIT, I DON"T HAVE ANY FRIGGIN CASH!!!"
So, this person frantically searches the floorboards and the bottom of her (okay apparently this is a female hypothetical person) purse for change to pay this toll and realizes that there is no way in hell she is going to come up with enough pennies to pay for this.
Now, just supposing, this person drives up to the toll guard person and asks to use debit or credit or hell even a check. This person then goes on to explain that she didn't mean to get on this toll road and really isn't sure how it happened and since it wasn't planned she didn't get any cash. And then she babbles incoherently all the while more cars are piling up behind her and finally the poor toll booth operator just tells her to just go, don't worry about. So she thanks him profusely and babbles for another minute or so while this poor man just wants her to get the hell out of his lane.
Just supposing
So, this person frantically searches the floorboards and the bottom of her (okay apparently this is a female hypothetical person) purse for change to pay this toll and realizes that there is no way in hell she is going to come up with enough pennies to pay for this.
Now, just supposing, this person drives up to the toll guard person and asks to use debit or credit or hell even a check. This person then goes on to explain that she didn't mean to get on this toll road and really isn't sure how it happened and since it wasn't planned she didn't get any cash. And then she babbles incoherently all the while more cars are piling up behind her and finally the poor toll booth operator just tells her to just go, don't worry about. So she thanks him profusely and babbles for another minute or so while this poor man just wants her to get the hell out of his lane.
Just supposing
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