I suck at this resolution stuff. Every year I vow to loose weight, stop drinking so much, start eating healthy, blah blah blah. This year I wanted to make my resolution mean something. Sure, I still want to do those other things, but I want to make a life changing resolution. My brain hurts just thinking about it (or maybe it was the 5 drinks I had last night).
So…I’ve decided to not make a resolution at all.
I don’t feel good about this decision
I am taking the easy way out, as usual
It’s easier this way, I don’t have any expectations and I won’t be disappointed
What a chicken shit!
(This is the point where I start arguing with myself)
I need a time-out. GO TO MY ROOM!
Good riddance to 2004!
Hello 2005!
Friday, December 31, 2004
Thursday, December 30, 2004
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Hump day and not a humping in sight!
It's hump day, big f***ing deal. There is no prospect of a good humping in sight! I am seriously thinking about becoming a lesbian!
On to a not so depressing subject. Laundry! For some people this is a chore, not me. I love to do laundry. My husband used to get so mad because he would take his pants off (and leave them on the floor-fair game in my book) and in the morning they would be gone. "I wanted to wear them again" he would complain. "You can, they are just coming out of the dryer" I would proudly proclaim. He acused me of wearing out his clothes (I never wore his clothes). Now throw rugs and towels, yes. Well, I didn't actually put them on, just wore them out. I have to replace all the rugs in our house about every 3 months. I wash them so much they fall apart. I don't know why but I love to make things clean and smell good. I have a laundry room full of different detergents and fabric softeners. I like to have the choice of different scents.
With my children gone I have nothing to wash. I have washed their beds, bathroom rugs, towels, curtains and anything laying on the floor in their closet. I have washed my own sheets twice in the last 5 days. I am the only one sleeping on them, but maybe my new Waterlily and Jasmin fabric softener will lure a partner into my bed.
I really do love laundry, as sick as that is! It has become an addiction. The dirtier and smellier the better, BRING IT ON!!
I even used cloth diapers for both of my boys- just so I could wash them!
Geez, that is sick!
On to a not so depressing subject. Laundry! For some people this is a chore, not me. I love to do laundry. My husband used to get so mad because he would take his pants off (and leave them on the floor-fair game in my book) and in the morning they would be gone. "I wanted to wear them again" he would complain. "You can, they are just coming out of the dryer" I would proudly proclaim. He acused me of wearing out his clothes (I never wore his clothes). Now throw rugs and towels, yes. Well, I didn't actually put them on, just wore them out. I have to replace all the rugs in our house about every 3 months. I wash them so much they fall apart. I don't know why but I love to make things clean and smell good. I have a laundry room full of different detergents and fabric softeners. I like to have the choice of different scents.
With my children gone I have nothing to wash. I have washed their beds, bathroom rugs, towels, curtains and anything laying on the floor in their closet. I have washed my own sheets twice in the last 5 days. I am the only one sleeping on them, but maybe my new Waterlily and Jasmin fabric softener will lure a partner into my bed.
I really do love laundry, as sick as that is! It has become an addiction. The dirtier and smellier the better, BRING IT ON!!
I even used cloth diapers for both of my boys- just so I could wash them!
Geez, that is sick!
5 Reasons I love Bethann
1. She is always there for me, every morning, no matter how she is feeling
2. She doesn’t mind if I sing really loud to the radio
3. She helps me put the kids to sleep
4. She helps get dinner
5. If I service her, she will please me as well!
Recently people have said I should move on. I know I complain about her a lot. Sometimes she makes me soooo mad. I love her though, she is my first and only.
We met in Hood River Oregon on my first outing as a single mom. I knew the moment I saw her that she was the one for me.
My lovely Grand Am!
2. She doesn’t mind if I sing really loud to the radio
3. She helps me put the kids to sleep
4. She helps get dinner
5. If I service her, she will please me as well!
Recently people have said I should move on. I know I complain about her a lot. Sometimes she makes me soooo mad. I love her though, she is my first and only.
We met in Hood River Oregon on my first outing as a single mom. I knew the moment I saw her that she was the one for me.
My lovely Grand Am!
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Almost hump-day!
Just a few helpful hints for Tuesday:
To avoid arguments with the Mrs. about lifting the toilet seat, simply use the sink
If someone is keeping you awake all night coughing, feed him or her laxatives. They will avoid coughing at all cost.
To make your way to the front of the grocery line, hold the Pepto close to your chest and make belching sounds. Don’t forget to moan and gag a few times.
Hhmm, my friend sent me these and I like them.
The one about using the sink hits a little too close to home. My son once went in the bathtub because his brother was sick on the toilet.
To avoid arguments with the Mrs. about lifting the toilet seat, simply use the sink
If someone is keeping you awake all night coughing, feed him or her laxatives. They will avoid coughing at all cost.
To make your way to the front of the grocery line, hold the Pepto close to your chest and make belching sounds. Don’t forget to moan and gag a few times.
Hhmm, my friend sent me these and I like them.
The one about using the sink hits a little too close to home. My son once went in the bathtub because his brother was sick on the toilet.
Monday, December 27, 2004
Not really that funny after all!
Ever did something that at the time seemed funny (usually involves drinking)? I did one of those things!
Gasp!
Shocker, huh?
I am famous for doing those kinds of things. I have tried to behave myself and have never done “these things” around my co-workers, until now. We had our office party on Thursday and the drinking started early, around noon I think. I drank on an empty stomach, which in general is not a good idea and a really bad idea for me. Needless to say, I am the “talk of the shop” today. For those of you that know me well, this is mild in comparison, but for those at work, well-yuck!
After our dinner, we all decided to go to Black Angus for more drinks. Everyone piled into Maria’s SUV leaving Jose and I standing there. So, we jumped in his truck. The crew is always teasing Jose about being gay. He is shy (maybe gay), so I thought it would be funny and good for his reputation if just laid down in his lap and …
They pulled into the restaurant first and got out of the car. Enter- the funny girl-we come pulling in and “up pops my head”. They all started clapping and laughing and I thought we all knew it was a joke. Apparently not!
The talk this morning is that I was doing “you know what, to you know who”. I tried to tell a few people that it was a joke, I couldn’t tell if they believed me or not. I realize now (actually when I woke up Friday morning) that it was not a good idea and not very appropriate! Oh well, no sense holding back now!
Gasp!
Shocker, huh?
I am famous for doing those kinds of things. I have tried to behave myself and have never done “these things” around my co-workers, until now. We had our office party on Thursday and the drinking started early, around noon I think. I drank on an empty stomach, which in general is not a good idea and a really bad idea for me. Needless to say, I am the “talk of the shop” today. For those of you that know me well, this is mild in comparison, but for those at work, well-yuck!
After our dinner, we all decided to go to Black Angus for more drinks. Everyone piled into Maria’s SUV leaving Jose and I standing there. So, we jumped in his truck. The crew is always teasing Jose about being gay. He is shy (maybe gay), so I thought it would be funny and good for his reputation if just laid down in his lap and …
They pulled into the restaurant first and got out of the car. Enter- the funny girl-we come pulling in and “up pops my head”. They all started clapping and laughing and I thought we all knew it was a joke. Apparently not!
The talk this morning is that I was doing “you know what, to you know who”. I tried to tell a few people that it was a joke, I couldn’t tell if they believed me or not. I realize now (actually when I woke up Friday morning) that it was not a good idea and not very appropriate! Oh well, no sense holding back now!
Sunday, December 26, 2004
Ear Tones
I have been reading and looking at pictures of the devastation that has occurred since the earthquake and Tsunami in Asia. Of course this worries me because I live on the BEACH IN CALIFORNIA!! I also feel very sad for these people who have lost their families.
Since I moved to California 4 years ago, I have been having severe vertigo at least two times a year. It is so bad that I will vomit if I even open my eyes or move my legs. The doctors say it may be a form of migraine and have prescribed a sedative to keep me asleep during these spells. This is very puzzling to me.
I have also started having ear tones. My ex-brother-in-law tracks ear tones and is very accurate at predicting earthquakes by his (about 89% accurate). I have started charting mine but I seem to only have tones when the earthquakes occur far away.
Does anyone else follow this? I had a very strong tone about 24 hrs before this quake in Asia. It was unusual because it was in both ears and deafening.
This is very intersting to me because for a long time I thought that my uncle was right-I was an alien!
Since I moved to California 4 years ago, I have been having severe vertigo at least two times a year. It is so bad that I will vomit if I even open my eyes or move my legs. The doctors say it may be a form of migraine and have prescribed a sedative to keep me asleep during these spells. This is very puzzling to me.
I have also started having ear tones. My ex-brother-in-law tracks ear tones and is very accurate at predicting earthquakes by his (about 89% accurate). I have started charting mine but I seem to only have tones when the earthquakes occur far away.
Does anyone else follow this? I had a very strong tone about 24 hrs before this quake in Asia. It was unusual because it was in both ears and deafening.
This is very intersting to me because for a long time I thought that my uncle was right-I was an alien!
Whole lotta lovin' goin' on!
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL, UN-CHRISTMASY DAY!! I want to complain but I just can't find it in me. There was no snow, no scarves and mittens, just flip flops and sunshine. I just can't complain, no matter how un-Christmas like it was. I had a wonderful day. All of my friends were worried that I would be depressed without anyone to spend the day with so, they made sure I had to many people to spend the day with! I started out at the Librarian and P.E. Teacher's house. We exchanged gifts and had a cup of eggnog (loaded, even though it was only 10:00 am). I then walked around the corner to Ms. Red Pants and Mr. Shake-n-Bake's house. We visited for a while and off I went. I met up with Mr. and Ms. TIMBER and Mr. Firehose and Ms. Chef in the greenbelt. We sat in the grass and had a glass of wine a talked for about 30 minutes. Mr. Tommy Bahama pulled up on his Harley to wish everyone a happy day! I finally made my way (across the street) to Mr. Moving Teeth and Ms. Licking Lips house. We drank champagne and orange juice (Hermosas we like to call them-private joke) and Mr. Moving Teeth cooked brunch for us. Mr. Moving Teeth is C.I.O. for Cheesecake Factory and he loves to show off his skills. He thinks just because he works for the company he can cook! We didn't want to remind him he was more of a "computer guy" than a chef. He did a great job and it was the thought that counts. At about 5:00 pm I went to the movies with a friend from work. I came home exhausted. I felt the love of my neighbors and although it can't replace having my kids with me, it was nice.
I spent most of today cleaning up the Christmas mess. I received a very nice bath set from a friend. I don't usually have time for baths but...right now I have all the time I need. I am off to take a nice hot bath, to bad I don't have company to share it with! Maybe another time.
I spent most of today cleaning up the Christmas mess. I received a very nice bath set from a friend. I don't usually have time for baths but...right now I have all the time I need. I am off to take a nice hot bath, to bad I don't have company to share it with! Maybe another time.
Thursday, December 23, 2004
Merry Christmas!!!
I am off to the office party then on to a dinner party.
I wish everyone a very Merry Christmas!
I hope you enjoy your family and friends!
I wish everyone a very Merry Christmas!
I hope you enjoy your family and friends!
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
It's been a good day
I woke up this morning at my normal time, 4:45 a.m. After I shut my alarm off it dawned on me that I didn’t have kids to “get around”. I reset the alarm for 5:30 and crawled back in bed. I closed my eyes and then all the things I had to do today started running through my head. Lets see, drop off dry-cleaning, Tarr family present to wrap, laundry to fold, check to cash at the bank, present to buy for Jim and Jose at work, gift certificate for Joanie, work my second job starting at 6:00… I knew that it would not do me any good to lay there and I would never get back to sleep. I got out of bed, pulled the sheets off and threw them in the washing machine. I went to the boy’s room and pulled the sheets off their beds too. I grabbed my Christmas cards, my jacket and headed out the door. I delivered all the cards to my neighbors and was back home drinking my first cup of coffee at 5:35 a.m. By the time I left the house at 7:00 I had finished two loads of sheets, emptied the dishwasher, ironed my Christmas outfit and bagged and loaded my dry-cleaning into the car. It felt great!
I have lots of stuff to do tonight, but it will keep my mind off of the fact that the boys are gone. Someone asked me what I used to do before I had kids. My response: Go to High School!
I have lots of stuff to do tonight, but it will keep my mind off of the fact that the boys are gone. Someone asked me what I used to do before I had kids. My response: Go to High School!
An early Christmas present
I am buying myself an early Christmas present. A bikini wax! This may not sound like the greatest gift, but with Santa visiting, I want to be prepared.
Maybe I'll ask her to make it look like a Christmas tree!
Maybe I'll ask her to make it look like a Christmas tree!
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
Snuggling in with the fish
I survived the party! I ate to much, which is a given. I behaved myself and didn't drink too much which is NOT a given. It was nice to see my friends after a long, hard day. We laughed and giggled and except for the fact that Mr. Fix-it kept touching me, it was a pleasant evening. I wore crushed velvet pants and he insisted on petting me. I am sure Ms. Fix-it will give him an ear full when they get home.
I am ready to relax but it is too quite in the house. I am going to turn on the T.V., snuggle into bed, and cuddle up with the fish. Well, that is if he promises to lay still and stop making that annoying gasping sound.
I am ready to relax but it is too quite in the house. I am going to turn on the T.V., snuggle into bed, and cuddle up with the fish. Well, that is if he promises to lay still and stop making that annoying gasping sound.
FA LA LA LA Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I am already feeling rummy and work is kicking my butt! I got up at 3:00a.m and took the boys to the airport, always puts me in a foul mood.
At work customers are calling and complaining that UPS and DHL have lost their orders. I am running all over trying to track them down. Why, you may ask? (I'm the bookkeeper) Hell if I know, I am just too nice I guess. I have decided to send them a "You're outta friggin luck" fax and tell them I will knit them a scarf or something in consolation.
I have a 5:00 p.m. Christmas party and I am sure I will end up with the lamp shade on my head. It's not a good sign when I know this in advance, I seem to be right everytime. Oh well, gives them a good laugh and something to talk about at the next party. Glad to be of some service to someone!
At work customers are calling and complaining that UPS and DHL have lost their orders. I am running all over trying to track them down. Why, you may ask? (I'm the bookkeeper) Hell if I know, I am just too nice I guess. I have decided to send them a "You're outta friggin luck" fax and tell them I will knit them a scarf or something in consolation.
I have a 5:00 p.m. Christmas party and I am sure I will end up with the lamp shade on my head. It's not a good sign when I know this in advance, I seem to be right everytime. Oh well, gives them a good laugh and something to talk about at the next party. Glad to be of some service to someone!
Monday, December 20, 2004
The Last Supper
Tomorrow is the day! I have to have the boys at the airport at 5:45 a.m.!!! This means we have to get up at about 3:00. I have to take the boys to the airport and then drive like a mad woman to get to work. After working all day, I have a 5:00 p.m. Christmas party. One drink and they will probably prop me on the couch and make wise cracks about “the party animal”.
This is just the beginning of my long 13 days alone. I don’t even have the cats anymore- completely alone!! You would think I would be used to this by now. It really doesn’t get any easier.
I will probably drink myself to sleep and cry until I get drunk.
This is just the beginning of my long 13 days alone. I don’t even have the cats anymore- completely alone!! You would think I would be used to this by now. It really doesn’t get any easier.
I will probably drink myself to sleep and cry until I get drunk.
Sunday, December 19, 2004
Full Night
I still feel horrible, but in the mood. I wanted to make cookies and wrap presents and make a gingerbread house and drink eggnog. I didn't have that much energy. It was a good thing because the boys didn't seem to want to spend the time with me today. Only two days until they are gone, and I am counting every minute. I hate it when they leave. Dont get me wrong, I enjoy the break but a couple of days is all I can take! I need a hobby!
The boys had other plans today. They wanted to see their friends before they left for the holidays. Nick wanted to go surfing and Devon wanted his best friend over to play video games. I sat around all day (not really sat around) doing laundry, cleaning bathrooms, washing windows and making cookies. I waited for the boys to be done with their socializing.I am trying to be patient and I know that a social life is very important at this age. I can't believe that it has come to this, they are my everything and I have become their "sometime". They don't need me like they use to and I don't know what to do with myself. I admit, I self medicate with other babies: cats, fish, dogs and I babysit other friends kids and parents(long story).
The boys finally were mine tonight around 5:30p.m. We had our traditional pizza (usually Friday) and started our gingerbread house. It was not the thrill it used to be. I played Nat King Cole, Elvis and Chipmuncks Christmas albums. They were not really impressed. I was plenty excited, I love festivities, real or make believe!! They were just trying to please me.
We had good time making the gingerbread house. The real fun started while my son was chanell surfing (annoying). We found the "Wizard of Oz"playing, my all time fav, rivalling "GREASE". My husband, at the time we met, was doing business in the middle of a tornado. He brought back for me a childrens illustrated book of "The Wizard of OZ" and a tiny pair of emerald colored Barbie shoes. I was in love from that point on!!
My boys will still sit still for "TheWizard of Oz". They have grown to hate "GREASE", which hurts me. We watched the whole show, stupid comercials and all. Devon is still very impressed with the witch and her monkeys. Nick of course, is a bit more critical.
I am still searching far and wide for my hearts desire. It is probably outside my back door. No, I see nothing but sand, palm trees and water.
A tropical drink and adult company would make things complete.
We finished the night off, all in my bed. Perfect!!!! I don't care if they sleep all over the bed... for tonight. I am just happy to have my babies home with me.
The boys had other plans today. They wanted to see their friends before they left for the holidays. Nick wanted to go surfing and Devon wanted his best friend over to play video games. I sat around all day (not really sat around) doing laundry, cleaning bathrooms, washing windows and making cookies. I waited for the boys to be done with their socializing.I am trying to be patient and I know that a social life is very important at this age. I can't believe that it has come to this, they are my everything and I have become their "sometime". They don't need me like they use to and I don't know what to do with myself. I admit, I self medicate with other babies: cats, fish, dogs and I babysit other friends kids and parents(long story).
The boys finally were mine tonight around 5:30p.m. We had our traditional pizza (usually Friday) and started our gingerbread house. It was not the thrill it used to be. I played Nat King Cole, Elvis and Chipmuncks Christmas albums. They were not really impressed. I was plenty excited, I love festivities, real or make believe!! They were just trying to please me.
We had good time making the gingerbread house. The real fun started while my son was chanell surfing (annoying). We found the "Wizard of Oz"playing, my all time fav, rivalling "GREASE". My husband, at the time we met, was doing business in the middle of a tornado. He brought back for me a childrens illustrated book of "The Wizard of OZ" and a tiny pair of emerald colored Barbie shoes. I was in love from that point on!!
My boys will still sit still for "TheWizard of Oz". They have grown to hate "GREASE", which hurts me. We watched the whole show, stupid comercials and all. Devon is still very impressed with the witch and her monkeys. Nick of course, is a bit more critical.
I am still searching far and wide for my hearts desire. It is probably outside my back door. No, I see nothing but sand, palm trees and water.
A tropical drink and adult company would make things complete.
We finished the night off, all in my bed. Perfect!!!! I don't care if they sleep all over the bed... for tonight. I am just happy to have my babies home with me.
Saturday, December 18, 2004
What a babe!
I am still sick, sick, sick! I have been sick for a week and I am desperately behind on my Christmas shopping. I decided to drag myself out this morning and get a majority of the shopping done. If you could have seen me you would have been embarrassed for me. I said a silent prayer that I didn't run into anyone I knew (my neighbors). I have been known to make a late night trip to the grocery store in pjs (usually for children's Tylenol), but this takes the cake! I left the house this morning with no makeup, dressed in a heavy sweater and cords (first outfit I grabbed, I usually go through 2 or 3 before something feels right)with flip flops. It is about 80 degrees today and I looked like a frumpy moron. To top it all off I forgot to rinse the conditioner out of my hair and It is limp and greasy looking.
And I wonder why my social calendar isn't full and overflowing!
P.S. Ms. Licking Lips was upset with the fact that I put my "boobs" on the internet. It was not a "look at these" picture, just my "favorite pjs" picture. Sorry M.L.L, I promise that is the end of my porn career.
And I wonder why my social calendar isn't full and overflowing!
P.S. Ms. Licking Lips was upset with the fact that I put my "boobs" on the internet. It was not a "look at these" picture, just my "favorite pjs" picture. Sorry M.L.L, I promise that is the end of my porn career.
Friday, December 17, 2004
Wanted: Hungry Men
I just heard about a study that was recently done, a real scientific study: Hungry men prefer heavier women. They polled men going in and out of a restaurant and found that men preferred slightly heavier women before they had eaten and claimed to be attracted to slimmer women after a meal.
Someone actually did a study on this and CBS considered it newsworthy!
Gotta run, I’m on my way to hang out in the long line outside the local Olive Garden! Wish me luck
Someone actually did a study on this and CBS considered it newsworthy!
Gotta run, I’m on my way to hang out in the long line outside the local Olive Garden! Wish me luck
My newest phobia
I don't know what is wrong with me, maybe stress, maybe old age... I have all of the sudden developed several phobias. One I discovered today. I have always disliked the handicap bathrooms in public restrooms, they are too big (Of course they are a godsend when you are pushing a stroller). We have two stalls in our restroom at work and today one is not working. That leaves the handicap stall. I feel panicked when I use it. It is like going pee in a big room. It feels wrong! Now I have no problem peeing in the sand outside the local bar, but this stall, forget it! I held it most of the morning and finally had to break down and use it. I sat there sucking my thumb, sure that someone would walk in any minute and see me peeing in the middle of the room. Wouldn't be the first time I was caught with my pants down.
The other phobia I seem to have developed has to do with the guys who wash our windows- FREAK ME OUT!
This is very unnerving for a girl who loves everything including snakes and bugs.
The other phobia I seem to have developed has to do with the guys who wash our windows- FREAK ME OUT!
This is very unnerving for a girl who loves everything including snakes and bugs.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Tis the season to be lonely
It really sucks that I have to spend Christmas alone. This is just one of the "joys" of being divorced and living 1000 miles from your ex (most of the time it is well worth it).
Ms. Licking Lips has invited me to come over on Christmas Eve and spend the night with she and Mr. Moving Teeth. They are so wonderful! They are both 50 something and don't have kids. I think I would rather sleep in my own bed, but who knows. They are talking about going whale watching on Christmas morning. This really makes me excited. They are part of a group that "thumbprint" whales using the markings on their tails. They have a large 40 something foot boat (can you believe I work with numbers) that we would take out into the ocean and then we would drop the inflatable into the water and go for it!
We will see what the holiday brings. At least I have an option other than staying home, cleaning the fish tank and drinking eggnog 'til I puke! I can go out on the beautiful Pacific Ocean and drink eggnog 'til I puke! This is definitely one of the sucky parts of being alone!!!
Ms. Licking Lips has invited me to come over on Christmas Eve and spend the night with she and Mr. Moving Teeth. They are so wonderful! They are both 50 something and don't have kids. I think I would rather sleep in my own bed, but who knows. They are talking about going whale watching on Christmas morning. This really makes me excited. They are part of a group that "thumbprint" whales using the markings on their tails. They have a large 40 something foot boat (can you believe I work with numbers) that we would take out into the ocean and then we would drop the inflatable into the water and go for it!
We will see what the holiday brings. At least I have an option other than staying home, cleaning the fish tank and drinking eggnog 'til I puke! I can go out on the beautiful Pacific Ocean and drink eggnog 'til I puke! This is definitely one of the sucky parts of being alone!!!
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Who put the toilet seat down??!!
Since I am the only female in my house certain things have to give. For instance- the toilet seat. I never complain when it is left up, I am outnumbered. In fact, I am so well trained that I automatically put the seat down before I sit. This works for us, so I go with the flow (literally).
I have a cold/flu that is kicking my butt. I took some medicine last night before bed and it knocked me out. About 12:30 I woke up, high on cold medicine and needing to pee. I stumbled to the bathroom, put down the seat and let it go. Well, some ratfink had put the seat down! This made the pee shoot across the lid and down my legs, and sent me sliding onto the floor. I knocked my knee on the cupboard and piddled all over the floor. Talk about waking up fast! As I was trying to clean up the mess I kept grumbling, “Who put the seat down, Who put the seat down”.
I don’t know what is more embarrassing, the fact that I peed on the floor, or the fact that when I woke up, the towels I had used to clean the mess were hung back up on the towel rack. YUCK!!!!!
That will be the end of Tylenol Cold and Flu for me
I have a cold/flu that is kicking my butt. I took some medicine last night before bed and it knocked me out. About 12:30 I woke up, high on cold medicine and needing to pee. I stumbled to the bathroom, put down the seat and let it go. Well, some ratfink had put the seat down! This made the pee shoot across the lid and down my legs, and sent me sliding onto the floor. I knocked my knee on the cupboard and piddled all over the floor. Talk about waking up fast! As I was trying to clean up the mess I kept grumbling, “Who put the seat down, Who put the seat down”.
I don’t know what is more embarrassing, the fact that I peed on the floor, or the fact that when I woke up, the towels I had used to clean the mess were hung back up on the towel rack. YUCK!!!!!
That will be the end of Tylenol Cold and Flu for me
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
Hey, how come I didn't get a manual?
Colic- WOW!
Teething- a little rough!
Potty training- loved it, went very well!
First day of preschool- heartbreaking for me!
Learning to ride a bike- scary, but entertaining!
Learning to fly- not a good idea (thanks Superman)!
Facts of life talk- he already knew it ALL!
I have survived almost 14 years of parenting and am well versed in all of the above. I just can't understand why I can't seem to figure out these teenagers, and all their brainless antics. My son, a bright, good boy, has mush for brains! He has decided that burning incense is cool (it hurts my nose). We have had the "don't play with matches" talk many times. He has made it 14 yrs without incident and all of the sudden- burn marks on his sheets! How could they have gotten there? HHMMMMMM, let me see.
This weekend he decided to scare his brother and friend by loosening the window screen and then leaning on it. Of course that lead to falling out the window. In the process he ripped his new pants and broke the screen. What is possibly going through his mind? Nothing, I am assuming.
This last month has been filled with trying times for he an I. Between girls showing up at the door, to invitations to unsupervised (overnight) parties, I don't know if I will survive. I can't believe a parent would think it was appropriate to rent a room ($150.00 a night room) for a boys 14th birthday party and then go home (they live a block away). Forget teenage mush brains, these are adults!!
I called the hospital and told them they had forgotten to send my instruction manual on operating a teenager. THEY DON'T HAVE ONE!! I can't believe any sane person would sign up for such a course without instructions. Well, I guess live and learn definitely applies here, I'm just not sure I will live through it.
Teething- a little rough!
Potty training- loved it, went very well!
First day of preschool- heartbreaking for me!
Learning to ride a bike- scary, but entertaining!
Learning to fly- not a good idea (thanks Superman)!
Facts of life talk- he already knew it ALL!
I have survived almost 14 years of parenting and am well versed in all of the above. I just can't understand why I can't seem to figure out these teenagers, and all their brainless antics. My son, a bright, good boy, has mush for brains! He has decided that burning incense is cool (it hurts my nose). We have had the "don't play with matches" talk many times. He has made it 14 yrs without incident and all of the sudden- burn marks on his sheets! How could they have gotten there? HHMMMMMM, let me see.
This weekend he decided to scare his brother and friend by loosening the window screen and then leaning on it. Of course that lead to falling out the window. In the process he ripped his new pants and broke the screen. What is possibly going through his mind? Nothing, I am assuming.
This last month has been filled with trying times for he an I. Between girls showing up at the door, to invitations to unsupervised (overnight) parties, I don't know if I will survive. I can't believe a parent would think it was appropriate to rent a room ($150.00 a night room) for a boys 14th birthday party and then go home (they live a block away). Forget teenage mush brains, these are adults!!
I called the hospital and told them they had forgotten to send my instruction manual on operating a teenager. THEY DON'T HAVE ONE!! I can't believe any sane person would sign up for such a course without instructions. Well, I guess live and learn definitely applies here, I'm just not sure I will live through it.
When I get my hands on you!!!!
Whoever keeps breaking into my house when I am gone, dirtying all my laundry, dishes and shrinking my clothes- I am looking for you, and when I find you...
Monday, December 13, 2004
Things are looking better, well, kinda
I woke up Sunday morning and thought to myself- “What am I whining about?” “I live at the beach, the sun is shining and I have my kids with me.” Then I got up and looked in the mirror.
Wholly Crap! For some reason when I am feeling down, it makes me feel better to do something with my hair. Sometimes that means getting it cut but mostly it means changing the color. It is almost always a disaster. I like to have a few drinks and get busy playing beautician.
I started out going several shades lighter. It was pretty but too plain for me. I decided to add a little dimension and put in streaks of a beautiful copper red color. Well, it was beautiful on the swatch of fake hair at the beauty supply store.
Needless to say, it didn't turn out like I planned. I knew I couldn't do anything about it and after several phone calls and no luck finding someone to go back to the beauty store, I just decided I would live with it for the night. It must have been the lighting last night, I can't even blame it on being drunk (I only had a few beers), but I swear it wasn't this color when I went to sleep. This morning the streaks in my hair are orange! I mean really orange, not cooper red!
So here I sit at work, orange hair, pretending that I like it and did it on purpose. I will fix it tonight. By the time this is all over I will have spent more money than if I had paid someone to do it professionally.
At least I am not dwelling on the fact that I have to spend Christmas alone this year!
Wholly Crap! For some reason when I am feeling down, it makes me feel better to do something with my hair. Sometimes that means getting it cut but mostly it means changing the color. It is almost always a disaster. I like to have a few drinks and get busy playing beautician.
I started out going several shades lighter. It was pretty but too plain for me. I decided to add a little dimension and put in streaks of a beautiful copper red color. Well, it was beautiful on the swatch of fake hair at the beauty supply store.
Needless to say, it didn't turn out like I planned. I knew I couldn't do anything about it and after several phone calls and no luck finding someone to go back to the beauty store, I just decided I would live with it for the night. It must have been the lighting last night, I can't even blame it on being drunk (I only had a few beers), but I swear it wasn't this color when I went to sleep. This morning the streaks in my hair are orange! I mean really orange, not cooper red!
So here I sit at work, orange hair, pretending that I like it and did it on purpose. I will fix it tonight. By the time this is all over I will have spent more money than if I had paid someone to do it professionally.
At least I am not dwelling on the fact that I have to spend Christmas alone this year!
Saturday, December 11, 2004
I am DONE!!!
I feel horrible today. I am sick and depressed! I can't handle all I have on my plate right now and there is no relief in sight. I live 1,000 miles from my nearest relative. I feel like I am sinking. I try so hard to stay upbeat, it is draining me. I have no money, too many bills, two jobs, a car that keeps breaking down, and presents to buy and get in the mail. There is not enough time in the day to get everything done. To top it all off I have had my period for a month! A MONTH! It is a wonder I am not dead.
Maybe I am just feeling sorry for myself. I am stressed beyond belief and I am so obsessive that I can't let things go. I can't get all the things out of my head that need to be done. Until I do get them done, I will stress about them.
I am dragging myself to the "Parade of Lights" tonight. It is a parade in the harbor and the boats are the floats. It is beautiful. I am not in the mood but need to do it for the kids. Santa flies over head at the beginning and end of the parade. I don't even think I can get excited about Santa. Wow, I am depressed!
If something doesn't change soon I am afraid I will crack!
Now, I am off to dance for quarters in the club house.
Maybe I am just feeling sorry for myself. I am stressed beyond belief and I am so obsessive that I can't let things go. I can't get all the things out of my head that need to be done. Until I do get them done, I will stress about them.
I am dragging myself to the "Parade of Lights" tonight. It is a parade in the harbor and the boats are the floats. It is beautiful. I am not in the mood but need to do it for the kids. Santa flies over head at the beginning and end of the parade. I don't even think I can get excited about Santa. Wow, I am depressed!
If something doesn't change soon I am afraid I will crack!
Now, I am off to dance for quarters in the club house.
Friday, December 10, 2004
Ami
Some rude person asked me recently if I was “Nucking Futs” or just had nothing important to say.
First of all, don’t read my blog if it makes you crazy!
Secondly, it is a sort of therapy for me, YEAH ME.
I have what I like to call a “very busy mind”. I sit at a desk all day crunching numbers, not a lot of room for creativity or personality (kinda the square peg in the round hole thing). It is very hard for me to concentrate at times because of all the other things that keep popping into my head. I keep Word open at all times and I quickly write things down as they come to mind. That usually allows me to focus again. When something keeps making the rounds in my silly brain, I blog it. It is usually something stupid. I do have important thoughts, ALL FREAKING DAY! This blogging thing just reduces the number of outburst (laughing at funny things I think of) I have in a day and makes me appear more accountant like. I wonder at times if I might develop multiple personalities from working in a field that is so “not me”.
Someone asked me recently why they don’t see much of me socially since my husband left. They asked if I was lonely. Lonely? I have two wonderful kids, tons of laundry, dishes and other things to keep me entertained. They asked what I had been doing for amusement. I amuse myself (not to be confused with playing with myself). When I feel like I need to talk to someone other than myself, I do go out and find a crazy neighbor to play with.
My husband’s song for me was not a mushy love song; it was Meet Virginia, by Train. That pretty much sums me up.
First of all, don’t read my blog if it makes you crazy!
Secondly, it is a sort of therapy for me, YEAH ME.
I have what I like to call a “very busy mind”. I sit at a desk all day crunching numbers, not a lot of room for creativity or personality (kinda the square peg in the round hole thing). It is very hard for me to concentrate at times because of all the other things that keep popping into my head. I keep Word open at all times and I quickly write things down as they come to mind. That usually allows me to focus again. When something keeps making the rounds in my silly brain, I blog it. It is usually something stupid. I do have important thoughts, ALL FREAKING DAY! This blogging thing just reduces the number of outburst (laughing at funny things I think of) I have in a day and makes me appear more accountant like. I wonder at times if I might develop multiple personalities from working in a field that is so “not me”.
Someone asked me recently why they don’t see much of me socially since my husband left. They asked if I was lonely. Lonely? I have two wonderful kids, tons of laundry, dishes and other things to keep me entertained. They asked what I had been doing for amusement. I amuse myself (not to be confused with playing with myself). When I feel like I need to talk to someone other than myself, I do go out and find a crazy neighbor to play with.
My husband’s song for me was not a mushy love song; it was Meet Virginia, by Train. That pretty much sums me up.
Thursday, December 09, 2004
My son may never forgive me
I LOVE MY SANTA PICTURE!!!! This will be one of the last times I can force my kids to take a picture with Santa. They are such good sports. They came along without a fight (a promise of dinner at the mall helped). Nick thought he saw a friend and tried to hide in the big Christmas tree. I tried to explain he was not being a good role model for the little kids who were being scolded for touching the tree. He didn't really care and stayed there until I pulled him out by his shirt. He told me "I will take this picture, but I won't sit on his lap!". That was fair, I didn't want to share Santa anyway!
A co-worker said I was mean for making Nick go, she said I was scarring him for life. WTF, it wasn't like I left him alone for Jolly Ole Mustache Rides with the man. In fact I asked, they don't offer those until after 10:00 p.m
Everyone is cool, Nick still loves me. He even enjoyed himself. I love Christmas, I love my boys, and yes, of course I'll have another drink!
A co-worker said I was mean for making Nick go, she said I was scarring him for life. WTF, it wasn't like I left him alone for Jolly Ole Mustache Rides with the man. In fact I asked, they don't offer those until after 10:00 p.m
Everyone is cool, Nick still loves me. He even enjoyed himself. I love Christmas, I love my boys, and yes, of course I'll have another drink!
Once you go black...
You'll never go back...to pinto beans. We have been discussing why I am the only one in the office who orders black beans while everyone else orders pintos. Black beans are lovely and tastey. They think I am sick that I feel this way about beans. What can I say, I am a passionate person. Go ahead, try them, you won't be sorry!
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
I keep trying to support my favorite local artist...
but she won't except my proposal. This my friends, is one of the coolest ladies around! I am almost a stalker. I follow her all around the county and I never get tired of watching her play. The old "bar rock" is not my favorite (although I always seem to dance to it). I prefer her originals. She is amazing, she can play the guitar like, like, like a guy, only better!
I can't figure out how to post the link, go figure- Her name is Teresa Russell and she rocks!
I can't figure out how to post the link, go figure- Her name is Teresa Russell and she rocks!
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Excuse me Officer
Last night when I arrived home from work there were cops outside the gates of the community where I live. I could see a light pole was knocked over and a car was being towed away. When I got to my house I found 2 very handsome, very large, police officers going through my house. All the lights were off and they were using flashlights, very creepy. They met me outside the front door and started to question me- "what is your name, do you know K** M*******?". They told me that apparently (I don't think they believed me when I said I didn't know the name) she was using my address for some kind of prescription fraud she was running. She was using my address and different alais's to get drugs from the local pharmacies. She was denied at the pharmacy right around the corner because she was clearly under the influence and the pharmacist didn't feel right about filling the script. The lady apparently left very angry and got behind the wheel of a car in which she had left her sleeping child. I assured them I didn't even have prescription drugs in my house and I don't associate with people who abuse them. One of the officers said to me "Well, this is 1963 San Tropez, isn't it?". "No" I responded, "This is 1963 Majorca".
Just a simple mix-up, they should have been on the other side of the complex. Not really a big deal, I don't have anything to hide. My question- Was it legal for them to just enter and go through my house? Why the hell didn't they do the dishes?
Just a simple mix-up, they should have been on the other side of the complex. Not really a big deal, I don't have anything to hide. My question- Was it legal for them to just enter and go through my house? Why the hell didn't they do the dishes?
Monday, December 06, 2004
Nothing says Christmas like an Electronic Connector
The Christmas Spirit is spreading around here! Today I pulled a few strings to fix a mistake the sales department had made. My boss does not like to admit he makes mistakes so we have to sugar coat the way we present our solution to him. We have to make sure he feels like he is doing them a favor by fixing a mistake he made. This can be frustrating if he is not in the giving mood. Today things went well and he said "It is Christmas, Give them the damn connector, no charge!" The customer was pleased, even offered me a job if I ever moved to Colorado. Well, I guess nothing says Merry Christmas like an electronic connector.
Sunday, December 05, 2004
Help! Wallpaper is not our friend
HELP, HELP, HELP!
I have been scoring, spraying and scraping for hours. Someone help! Any handy tips for removing wallpaper? Anyone, please.
Even though it is only 12:30 I am going to have a beer. I need to think about what would make me think this was a fun Sunday task!
I have been scoring, spraying and scraping for hours. Someone help! Any handy tips for removing wallpaper? Anyone, please.
Even though it is only 12:30 I am going to have a beer. I need to think about what would make me think this was a fun Sunday task!
Friday, December 03, 2004
On his death bed, again
My oldest son called me from school yesterday and I knew immediately he was sick (not the "I don't want to run the mile in PE sick"). He sounded horrible. He was half wispering, half crying. "I think I have lukemia" he cries. "My head hurts, my neck hurts, my spine hurts, my legs hurt, everything hurts really bad!" I try my motherly, words of comfort and assure him he is not dying. No such luck, he doesn't believe me. So...I call the doctor. She says there is a flu going around that is accompnied by severe body aches but, she would be happy to see him if it would help ease his mind. On my way to pick him up I think about the situation. I smile, he is really becoming a man! This is his second deadly disease this year.
Thursday, December 02, 2004
I have a crush on Dr. Phil
Isn't that wrong?! I don't watch his show, but I did see him in person in L.A. I find him very attractive...eeeeeewwwwwww.
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
What do dreams mean?
Last night I had a dream that I came home from work and found Richard Branson sitting at the bar in my kitchen. I have seen commercials for his new show "Rebel Billionaire" but have no desire to watch it.
In my dream the house is not really my house, but an older, run down house with peeling wallpaper and loose heater vents. There are cats crawling through the heater vents and I can count at least 10 running around. Richard is very disappointed in the shape of the house and tells me he doesn't allow pets in his rentals. I am shocked because I am seeing the house for the first time also. I try desperately to convince him that it didn't look like this when I left. He walks around the house and takes notes of everything I have done wrong. He is blaming me for all the cats and the poor condition of the house. I run for my move-in inspection report and try to explain that the cats get in without my help. When I find the inspection report there is nothing on it except for a chip in the kitchen sink. I am embarrassed and mad.
Thankfully I woke up! What could this mean? Maybe I am feeling guilty for going to bed without cleaning up the kitchen. Maybe it's the laundry I didn't fold. Maybe it's everything I have been putting off. Or, maybe I just wish I was a Virgin again!
In my dream the house is not really my house, but an older, run down house with peeling wallpaper and loose heater vents. There are cats crawling through the heater vents and I can count at least 10 running around. Richard is very disappointed in the shape of the house and tells me he doesn't allow pets in his rentals. I am shocked because I am seeing the house for the first time also. I try desperately to convince him that it didn't look like this when I left. He walks around the house and takes notes of everything I have done wrong. He is blaming me for all the cats and the poor condition of the house. I run for my move-in inspection report and try to explain that the cats get in without my help. When I find the inspection report there is nothing on it except for a chip in the kitchen sink. I am embarrassed and mad.
Thankfully I woke up! What could this mean? Maybe I am feeling guilty for going to bed without cleaning up the kitchen. Maybe it's the laundry I didn't fold. Maybe it's everything I have been putting off. Or, maybe I just wish I was a Virgin again!
Dreams, Plans, SMILE
My son spent about an hour on the phone last night and it made me smile. I could overhear his side of the conversation and I filled in the rest. Brings back fond memories.
He has an invention he would like to build. He informed me last night that if I would help him, he thinks he can make enough money to pay for college. Isn't that great? I mean the fact that he would like to go to college! When you are young anything is possible, well when you get older too, except maybe those cartwheels I loved so much.
He is talking to his friend about the invention and discussing other ideas they have come up with. At 14, I am overjoyed that the conversation is about anything other than girls. They were talking about making money for college, and most importantly the house they were going to share. They would have a room just for their motorcycles and one with a big screen T.V.. They are going to paint the room red and black and put huge couches in for watching movies. They are going to invite all their friends for parties, but they can't smoke in the house. I wanted to ask who smokes but remembered I'm not supposed to be listening. They will also have many exotic pets, like snakes and lizards, maybe a tiger. Then I hear him say "Dude, why would we do that? We don't know how to do laundry and we should wait until we can at least drive". I think we should live at home till we are at least 18 or 19" (His friend doesn't have the best home life and wants to get out fast).
In between talk of their grown-up life, was talk about kids at school and how they had changed since they started smoking pot and how some of the girls were starting to be mean. I realized that, despite his blank stare, some of what we talk about actually sinks in! I felt good, he is a good boy.
What plans and dreams we have when we are young, warms me inside, makes my day bright. I remember not to long ago, Becky Lane and I making similar plans to live together in a house full of animals.
He has an invention he would like to build. He informed me last night that if I would help him, he thinks he can make enough money to pay for college. Isn't that great? I mean the fact that he would like to go to college! When you are young anything is possible, well when you get older too, except maybe those cartwheels I loved so much.
He is talking to his friend about the invention and discussing other ideas they have come up with. At 14, I am overjoyed that the conversation is about anything other than girls. They were talking about making money for college, and most importantly the house they were going to share. They would have a room just for their motorcycles and one with a big screen T.V.. They are going to paint the room red and black and put huge couches in for watching movies. They are going to invite all their friends for parties, but they can't smoke in the house. I wanted to ask who smokes but remembered I'm not supposed to be listening. They will also have many exotic pets, like snakes and lizards, maybe a tiger. Then I hear him say "Dude, why would we do that? We don't know how to do laundry and we should wait until we can at least drive". I think we should live at home till we are at least 18 or 19" (His friend doesn't have the best home life and wants to get out fast).
In between talk of their grown-up life, was talk about kids at school and how they had changed since they started smoking pot and how some of the girls were starting to be mean. I realized that, despite his blank stare, some of what we talk about actually sinks in! I felt good, he is a good boy.
What plans and dreams we have when we are young, warms me inside, makes my day bright. I remember not to long ago, Becky Lane and I making similar plans to live together in a house full of animals.
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