11.16.09
Delete or not to delete, that is the quesion…
I was talking to my homegirl, Craze, the other day and I was telling her how I no longer have time to blog. I don’t have the free range internet that I use to at my previous company. I’m ALWAYS busy at work, not like my previous job. Come the evenings my husband is now home and not working anymore (first his spine injury then a lay-off) so the evenings are spent with my family. I feel if I do blog, it takes A LOT to think of SOMETHING interesting to say that’ll invite ANYONE to comment on my blog because I know I’ve lost the readers I had years ago.
Then I think of the couple of years I spent telling my tale, and the thought of just erasing it all “just because its taking up space” breaks my heart. I don’t know if I’m ready to delete the HOURS/DAYS I’ve spent blogging. But then again, why keep an open blog if all you hear are crickets?
Craze told me not to delete it, she deleted hers & semi regrets it. So I’m conflicted. If I don’t delete it, can I recommit myself to at least a night or two of blogging a week? I can blog, that’s not a problem, but my guilt is that I’d feel it would be a one sidede relationship. I know y’all have some interesting blogs to read, but I don’t know if I could, in good conscience, commit to blogging without being able to give back to you guys.
So, here I am, stumped by my own dilema, to delete or not delte? I feel like I’m debating the break up of an old boyfriend.
10.08.09
I’ve got a gripe to get off my chest
We have a dog, Pebbles, have had her for about a year and a half now. When she was about 6-8 months old we had her fixed and microchipped. She’s also been to puppy training classes and is pretty obedient. The front door can be wide open and she just lays there looking out, doesn’t make an attempt to dash out, she’s been trained.
Each time she goes outside, she’s on a leash. The only time she’s not is when we’re all outside, chillin’, then we let her roam around where we’re at. She’s always with one of us.
Our neighbor has two Chichauah type dogs. When they first moved in the kids and I saw them down the street one day and concerned we told the wife. Come to find out our neighbor opens his front door and lets the dogs out in the morning. For HOURS. They roam up and down the street together. Then he whistles for them and they come home.
Last year the female came home pregnant. She had her puppies and he was determined to sell them. By April he was offering to give us a puppy for The Snitch’s birthday, we thanked him yet declined the offer (I so did not want to do the puppy training all over again). Come to find out he couldn’t get rid of the pups so he built a dog house for them! Now they’re gone, who knows where to.
When we kick it with him and have Pebbles with us he’s always saying You need to let her run around the neighborhood so she’ll know her way home! I think to myself She’s trained NOT to leave so that’s not a concern. Then we’ve talked about Pebbles being fixed and he says he loves his dog too much to put her through that pain.
Guess what? The bitch is pregnant AGAIN! Ugh. I know its none of my business but it really irks me because he couldn’t get rid of the last litter quick enough and was giving them away earlier this year. Not only that but I think of all the families who have had to give up their pets due to the recession because they couldn’t afford to feed them and this fool is adding MORE puppies to the world! Oy.
Things like this just get under my skin. Guess I just have to classify him as an irresponsible pet owner. *rolling my eyes*
09.17.09
Long time no blog, eh?
I couldn’t even remember the last time I blogged or what I blogged about, I knew it had been that long. What sucks is that now that I’m working my company offers very limited internet access. I mean I have internet but can’t access sites like WordPress. I can get to Blogger, but not WordPress. Odd. So even though I’ve got down time at work and even my lunch hour I can’t spend it blogging. Bummer.
Well let me catch up real quick. Work is going MUCH better, thankfully. I’ve gotten into the swing of things & even know what I’m talking about 99% of the time! lol I’m enjoying my company and the people, thankfully.
Mister is healing well from his swimming accident, thankfully. He’s still out of work but at least he’s driving again and doing everything on his own. We went out to the lake last weekend and he got out on the jet ski, yeah, I’d say he’s feeling better. He goes for another MRI and then a visit to his surgeon, next week. He’s doing physical therapy and is ready to go back to work, but isn’t pushing it unless his doctor says its ok. We’re really lucky in this department.
The girls are back in school now and we’re back to our morning routine. I’m just glad Mister is here to help me with school drop off because Drama Queen is now in middle school so they go to different schools. Eventually I’m going to have to be the one to do the morning drop off at both schools, good thing I don’t start work until 8:30.
Other than that I’m just living life, enjoying the time while Mister is home with us in the evenings because when he goes back to work it’ll be to his hellish night schedule and weekend visits with him only. Bummer.
Ok its 6am, time for me to get my butt on the treadmill and get a work out in before getting ready for work. I’ll make a point to stop by blogs this week, I promise.
08.26.09
Do ya know…
Why when ya when you go into a dark pub/lounge/club/resaurant and order a mixed drink the drink comes accompanied with a colorful straw?
Do you know why its red or even white with a stripe?
Its so you don’t POKE yourself in the face/eye trying to take a drink, while distracted/drunk and the establishment owners won’t be sued for negligence.
Just a party FYI I learned at my new job.
08.24.09
Oh my little Drama girl
My Drama Queen just turned 11 this month and man has it been a wild ride already. She got a good little bank of birthday cash/gift cards for her birthday so she’s been (responsibly) spending the last few weeks.
Yesterday, on our way home from the movies, we took her to Wal-Mart to get some clothes she’s had her eye on. While there she chose a skirt with leggings and was eyeing another dress, which we didn’t let her get because it wasn’t in her size and I knew it would be too short for her. She copped a bit of attitude, needless to say. Then my smart Mister man told her that the weather will be changing very soon so her money spent on skirts and dresses might soon be wasted because she’ll be needing to wear jeans. Again, attitude.
She bought a top, a pair of jeans and a skirt. Fine. At least she’s not blowing it at the Hello Kitty store.
After the girls were in bed for a bit last night I thought I heard noises coming from their room, so Mister sent me in to check on them and that’s when it hit the fan. She’s hormonal. Oy.
I walked into their room to find her on her bunk, crying, with her blankets, pillows and new clothes thrown on the floor.
Oh brother.
Calmly and softly I asked her what’s wrong. She just cried. My heart broke. She, eventually, said I’m just so confused about everything. When I asked her About what? She said I don’t know where I fit in. I asked Fit into where? School? Friends? Family? She said Life. Ouch.
I told her that she is a changing person right now and thinking/feeling things she never has before and its completely normal. Annoying, hurtful and confusing, yet no less annoying. I explained that’s the way I get before starting my period so I completely understand and I assume that’s what her body is preparing her for soon.
After awhile she felt better, washed up and went right to sleep. Today she is a COMPLETELY new kid! She’s my ever loving Drama Queen once again! It just breaks my heart to see my girl not happy. It kills me that no matter how many heart to hear talks we have she is still going to go through this confusing time.
And I’ve got to say that I’m so thankful to have such a wonderful man like Mister because he even talked with her today. He told her that if she ever has a problem not to hesitate coming to us so we can find a solution together. He also reinforced the “your body is changing and so are you” point I made to her (again) last night. Even funnier is he used ME as an example! lol He told her You know how once a month your mom gets either real grouchy or weepy for a couple of days? Its normal. Its what happens to you girls and you, too, can get through it.
Thanks, Mister.
So its already began, my girl is a near hormonal mess. Thank goodness for wine. 
Oh man. I’ve got to do this again in four more years. Dammit. Hopefully by then I can let Drama Queen take over and pass the wisdom on to The Snitch. Mister said he’s going to move out when they hit puberty. Not if I beat him to it! lol
08.18.09
Would it be irresponsible of me?
So I’ve been working for like five weeks now, thankfully. When I started work I had to report my last week of unemployment but some how screwed up the form, twice. So that meant I haven’t been paid for the week of July 18th, that is until last night when I got my final check in the mail.
Unexpected money? The week of payday as well? Wha? How unheard of is that?
So I ask you, my supportive friends, would it be irresponsible of me to take a *little* bit out of that last check and go buy the red heels at Macy’s??? lol Or should I just dump it ALL into my savings and call it a jump start on Christmas? I would only need just under $100 for my shoes. 
Decisions. Decisions.
08.11.09
I keep screwing up!
I’m three days away from my one month at work and I’m enjoying it. I’m on my own more and more plus starting next Monday I’ll be on my own on the phones. Time to sink or swim. lol
All is good except for I keep making tiny mistakes here and there and its annoying the hell out of me, can you imagine my co-workers! My job is pretty simple yet the steps needed to be taken have to be detailed at times, this is where I mess up. I may forget to change a ship date or route code, most time its something that can be fixed but its still annoying to me because 1) I hate feeling stupid when called on mistakes. 2) Its not fair that my “learning” is causing more work for my co-workers. 3) Its embarassing b/c I feel like an idiot for making the dumbest mistakes!
Ok ok I know I’ve only been on the job a month and still only been entering orders/learning the system for about two and a half weeks, so mistakes are to be expected. I’m just frustrated with myself because I REALLY do try hard to be accurate and through. I’ve got a lot of product line info to learn as well, but I know it’ll come with time. I just hope that with being on the phones, alone, next week will help me improve my work and make less mistakes.
Ok I’m done whining now. lol
08.07.09
She came home barefoot
Last Saturday we went to a park in Whittier for my little cousin’s 2nd birthday. It was a cute park, the weather was perfect and it was the first time Mister had really been out and about since being home from the hospital so it was a great outing.
My cousin informed us to have the girls bring bathing suits because the park had this big sprinkler-thingy for the kids to get wet at the playground. So the girls stripped off their shorts and kicked off their shoes and ran to the playground in their bathing suits ready to go.
We spent the afternoon with my family, talking, laughing, listening to music, watching the kids play and enjoying a good picnic style lunch. It was really a nice day.
Now that Mister is in the healing process after surgery he’s not able to stay active for long periods of time, he gets tired a lot more these days so by 3:30′ish we were going to start wrapping it up to head home, we still had a 30 minute drive plus had to stop at the market, too. So I told the girls to look for their shoes and start getting their things together, that’s when the search began.
The Snitch had stopped getting wet long before so she was dressed and had on her black tennis shoes on, we saw them on her feet. Then, for some unknown reason, she takes them off at the big playground and leaves them there. So when we told her to get them back on she can’t find them. What do you mean you can’t find them? I said. They’re gone she said. We looked and looked and looked and looked for those shoes of hers and know what? They were gone!
We don’t know if someone stole them, buried them in the sand or hid them but her shoes were absolutely GONE!
The kids ended up staying longer at the park with my parents and my mom said she’d help her look for them one more time before leaving but she came home barefoot. We have NO idea what happened to her shoes. And wouldn’t you know it, that’s the day she wore her better play shoes instead of her old favorites with the hole on the side. lol
07.31.09
Nver thought I’d say this
But I fricken LOVE wearing high heels! Wha? Me?? Yeah that’s what I thought, too.
At my last job it was all business casual so after nine years there I basically wore what I wanted without anyone saying anything, so that meant a lot of sandals, flip flops and tennis shoes. I was the QUEEN of comfort! But my new job is a much smaller corporate environment and a total business attire office. At first I was a bit intimidated by it but now I’m totally comfortable in slacks and heels daily. Last night we went to the mall and I wanted to spend some gift cards I got for my birthday so while at Macy’s I saw some beautiful deep red, sling back, peep toe heels that caught my attention. They were close to $100 so I didn’t get them, but I keep thinking about them and wishing I would’ve bought them.
*sigh* Should I go back and spend $100 on shoes I’ll only wear maybe twice a month or go buy the watch I saw when leaving Macy’s. Decisions decisions.
07.28.09
On the road to recovery
First I wanted to thank you all who sent prayers and good wishes to Mister’s recovery, I really believe in the power of prayer.
Wednesday is one week since Mister had spinal surgery and I’m glad to report he is doing AWESOME! The first few days home were hard, as expected. Thursday night when he came home, exhausted, we chilled and put the kids to bed then got him into the shower.
After the kids went to bed we sat together and talked. Mister still apologized for “ruining” my birthday dinner. lol Immediately I dismissed it with a big hug, kiss and told him You didn’t die nor are paralyzed, that’s the best gift ever. Then I cried in his arms.
Since the surgery he has shown amazing progress, he is now walking without bumping into walls and stuff because the numbness/tingling in his feet are subsiding, slowly, daily. He has also began to regain strength in his hands and grip. The following day after his release I served him his coffee in his regular coffee cup, which is a stoneware BIG cup. I was surprised when I checked on him that he hadn’t touched his coffee (Mister is a coffee whore and not drinking his morning brew is a surprise). Come to find out the mug was too heavy for his hands! lol I hadn’t even thought about the changes that would need to be made. Luckily I found a diner size cup in the cupboard which was smaller and light enough for him to hold so he now can get his coffee fix without issue.
Since he still has staples in the front of his neck (which I tell everyone looks like a sideways zipper) he can’t shower by himself yet, so I get in the shower with him, while he turns away from the spray, and wash him up. Then we move to the kitchen sink where I wash his hair.
Over the five days he’s been home he’s not only walking better but finally able to do things for himself, like pour coffee and cook. I went balls out at the market last weekend to buy enough food so i wouldn’t have to go grocery shopping for almost a month and be able to crock pot cook. But tonight he cooked dinner all by himself! I’ve gotten to the point where, as hard as it is for me, I’ve got to let him learn to do stuff on his own so he can rebuild his strength. He even vaccumed the house for me on Monday!
He goes on Thursday to get the staples removed from his neck and that will help his showering independance BIG TIME! Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind showering with him but it hasn’t been the romantical thing of our past. lol
And through it all he hasn’t lost his sense of humor. The other night we were joking around and I toldhim if he didn’t shut up I was going to chase him around the living room with my staple remover and pull the suckers out myself! He said that’s fine as long as I keep the magnets away from his neck! lol
The only major sucky thing about his recovery is that he doesn’t sleep well at night with the neck brace on. We’ve been going to bed close to 11 and he’s up by 1:45 to go to the recliner for a bit then wakes me up again close to 1am to help him back to bed and then is up again by 3′ish. I’ve gotten little sleep this week but I’m not complaining (too much lol).
So he’s doing so much better but I’ve told him that his 2009 season on our new jet ski is done because I do NOT want him reinjuring himself for a few hours on the lake. There’s always next year. Thankfully he doesn’t fight me on things like this.
So that’s the update on Mister, he’s healing just fine and will have (hopefully) a full recovery. Thanks again for all the good wishes and prayers.
