I'm leaving work tonite and heading to Walmart to buy a new CD. John Rich's solo album, very long anticipated. Anyway, weeks ago while doing radio promotion he promised ON AIR to personally sign the first 100,000 copies, and include a free year in his fan club. I'm hoping against hope to get one of those autographed copies. Wish me luck.
Also, my husband just ripped T-Mobile a new butthole because we both upgraded our phones in the past few months, because there was a mail in rebate that made them free, however he got notification that we all of a sudden don't qualify for the rebate. End result? A $100 credit on our cell phone bill, the equivalent of what the rebates would have been. Customer service at it's finest folks. This is the third incarnation of our cell phone company. We moved here with AT&T which was bought by SunCom, which was recently bought by T-Mobile. We've been customers since 1999 and they have ALWAYS gone above and beyond necessary means to solve our problems. So kudos to T-Mobile, and hooray for no cell phone bill for the next few months.
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March 24, 2009
January 16, 2009
new year off to great start
So let's see....New Years are supposed to be new starts and fresh beginnings, and have tidings of good things to come....hahhahhahahah. mine has sucked, only 16 days in. The various bad news I've received:
My good friend in Ohio, with the twins, her dad was laid off. Totally out of the blue. W's aunt is getting laid off. My mom still can't find work. My brother is basically out of work, waiting for the "new job" to get in touch with him.
Same brother who is more broke than me, had his ancient but reliable, erm, maybe not, truck blow up on him, costing him 1900 bucks in repairs. I've offered him a couple hundred bucks but he probably won't take it.
My co-worker's dad is getting sicker and sicker and she got into it with our shared boss during her last extended period out of town to help the family out. She came back Thursday and promptly put in her two week notice. I'm stressed out at work over it because I really don't wanna have to do the personal injury stuff again and I don't know if they are gonna hire someone or not. I am not in the "need to know" category regarding that apparantly.
Bubba is sick. He kept us all up last night vomiting, and we almost took him to the ER because his fever hit 104. Motrin wasn't touching it. He's puked off and on all day, but the fever hasn't risen over 102. I went into work for all of twenty minutes to put finishing touches on two things that couldn't wait until Monday. Fun fun. We're sincerely hoping it stays with him, but he and W shared food/drink yesterday before any sign of it started. I've been disinfecting/sanitizing often, I just don't know if it's doing any good.
It is unbelievebly cold. Our low is supposed to be TWELVE DEGREES!!! This isn't necessarily bad news, more of an aside. And I know Missy is much much colder, but holey hell it's cold here. We've had the fireplace going all day to keep the house warm without running the crappy furnace and skyrocketing the electric bill.
Last but not least, during dinner tonite, the phone rang, I answered, it was for W. He didn't wanna take it, but I made him because it was the fraud department of one of our credit cards. Seems someone got lucky somehow with combination of numbers or something, and tried to use our card to purchase four grand worth of airfare. Thank goodness the fraud team caught it, mainly because it would have put us over the limit, so they called to verify. So, card cancelled, which stinks, new one coming soon. But its a big hassle. Luckily again, they told us it wasn't some kind of identity theft issue, just someone trying to scam the card. Could have been worse, but it scared the bejesus out of us.
All of the above has lead to the quietness around here. I start thinking about things to post, then realize, meh, not that fascinating or I get too busy and don't get to it and then the great thoughts vanish. That happens a lot with this brain of mine.
K, must put more wood on fire. W and Bubba are in our bedroom, not sure either is actually sleeping. I'm on the laptop in the living room. Hope you all have a good weekend. And that your New Year isn't starting off as crummy as mine.
My good friend in Ohio, with the twins, her dad was laid off. Totally out of the blue. W's aunt is getting laid off. My mom still can't find work. My brother is basically out of work, waiting for the "new job" to get in touch with him.
Same brother who is more broke than me, had his ancient but reliable, erm, maybe not, truck blow up on him, costing him 1900 bucks in repairs. I've offered him a couple hundred bucks but he probably won't take it.
My co-worker's dad is getting sicker and sicker and she got into it with our shared boss during her last extended period out of town to help the family out. She came back Thursday and promptly put in her two week notice. I'm stressed out at work over it because I really don't wanna have to do the personal injury stuff again and I don't know if they are gonna hire someone or not. I am not in the "need to know" category regarding that apparantly.
Bubba is sick. He kept us all up last night vomiting, and we almost took him to the ER because his fever hit 104. Motrin wasn't touching it. He's puked off and on all day, but the fever hasn't risen over 102. I went into work for all of twenty minutes to put finishing touches on two things that couldn't wait until Monday. Fun fun. We're sincerely hoping it stays with him, but he and W shared food/drink yesterday before any sign of it started. I've been disinfecting/sanitizing often, I just don't know if it's doing any good.
It is unbelievebly cold. Our low is supposed to be TWELVE DEGREES!!! This isn't necessarily bad news, more of an aside. And I know Missy is much much colder, but holey hell it's cold here. We've had the fireplace going all day to keep the house warm without running the crappy furnace and skyrocketing the electric bill.
Last but not least, during dinner tonite, the phone rang, I answered, it was for W. He didn't wanna take it, but I made him because it was the fraud department of one of our credit cards. Seems someone got lucky somehow with combination of numbers or something, and tried to use our card to purchase four grand worth of airfare. Thank goodness the fraud team caught it, mainly because it would have put us over the limit, so they called to verify. So, card cancelled, which stinks, new one coming soon. But its a big hassle. Luckily again, they told us it wasn't some kind of identity theft issue, just someone trying to scam the card. Could have been worse, but it scared the bejesus out of us.
All of the above has lead to the quietness around here. I start thinking about things to post, then realize, meh, not that fascinating or I get too busy and don't get to it and then the great thoughts vanish. That happens a lot with this brain of mine.
K, must put more wood on fire. W and Bubba are in our bedroom, not sure either is actually sleeping. I'm on the laptop in the living room. Hope you all have a good weekend. And that your New Year isn't starting off as crummy as mine.
December 12, 2008
Did you know....
...it's impossible to wrap your Christmas presents when you can't seem to find your wrapping paper???
December 08, 2008
Tales from Deer Camp
So I survived a week in PA with some of W's relatives, a week of snow and rain, and COLD temperatures. Of five layers of clothes while sitting or standing in the woods waiting for deer that never materialized (at least for me.)
Let's start with the early part of the vacation.
With all the snafus dealing with getting my Caliber fixed, it of course wasn't ready when it was supposed to be. Had to leave my mom in charge of getting it picked up from the stupid dealer I will never do business with again. So instead of having my car back in my driveway while I was out of town, it was stuck at the dealer until this past Thursday. Anyway.
W refused to hook up the quad to the trailer and the trailer to the truck on Thanksgiving night. Of course. Said it would only take a few minutes Friday morning....famous last words...instead of leaving at six like he wanted, we didn't leave from dropping the rental car off until oh, 9:30.
So Roxie (short for Roxanne, the GPS unit) had us on the way, and I promptly took a nap. Everything was going fine. We got up to Thomasville, NC or somewhere or another and we needed gas in the truck, and also put some in the quad. Now, as I had my wallet in my hand, I specifically told myself, "Self, do NOT put the wallet down on the side of the truck you'll forget it and that would be a mess." So I did not. I DID however, set it ON THE QUAD, while putting gas into it. Five and a half hours later, we stop for food and pee break, and lo and behold, my wallet is NOT IN MY PURSE. Commence total freak out, because I knew the damn thing was gone, and we were facing the prospect of a five and half hour backtrack trip, on the total lark of a chance of finding the wallet at the gas station or close to thereabouts. I was screaming, because I wouldn't have been able to get on a plane for the trip home, wouldn't have been able to spend any money because we'd have had to cancel both debit cards, plus the Amex that was in the wallet. Luckily, as I was beginning to totally lose it, W FOUND the wallet on the foot area of the quad. It survived I don't know how many miles, even after we had to swerve hard to the left and back to the right when a huge tree branch was in the middle of the road. I was thanking God left and right, it wasn't luck, it was an outright miracle.
After recovering from that, Bubba threw up, luckily in the toilet at McDonald's. He's still not quite right, after a week. Very bad lingering cough, no other problems. W may be taking him to the doc today or tomorrow up there.
The rest of the trip was uneventful with the exception of it being a bit long. Bubba got dropped off at the mall Saturday morning with Grammy for a vist with Santa, the picture is adorable. W and I attempted to shoot my rifle in, to discover it didn't want to fire. Four hours later and a trip to the gunsmith, it was fixed, and I proceeded to hit a great shot into the target, along with a smack to the side of the nose with the scope. OUCH! No bruise, no black eye, lucky me.
Sunday was a loaf day. Slept in, didn't really do much. Early to bed, so we could get up early. Which we did. It was cold. I had tons of clothes on, walked up the hill with W and sat. Saw a buck about an hour in, which W shot at and missed. When I got too cold, I went in to eat and thaw out. Lather, rinse repeat for the week. I never saw a deer again while in the woods. One evening, the big buck came down off the hill into the back yard and I almost got a shot off before he disappeared into the thicket. Spent six plus hours in a tree stand in the snow and wind on the day W shot a doe from the dining room. Two neighbors brought us deer, so we spent Thursday night and all day Friday processing them (and I do mean all day, started cutting/cleaning, chopping meat around eight in the morning, and finished grinding and packaging at nine that evening. Thursday was the skinning and cutting meat off the bone.) 90 percent of the meat was ground up for the multiple things I use ground meat for. We have three nice big roasts, and about 10 pounds of sirloin steaks. Provided W doesn't get a buck while he's still up there, we have probably a hundred pounds or so of ground meat. I'm thankful, even though I didn't get to shoot anything.
I spent Friday night at Grammy's with a still sick and coughing Bubba, who kindly woke me up at almost two in the morning to puke. Didn't get much sleep after that. Got dropped off at the airport plenty early, breezed through security, tho the pricks took my unopened bottle of water. Spent my last two bucks cash on a 20 ounce bottle of soda. The plane out of Atlanta coming to Pittsburgh was late. Keep in mind I had a whopping 35 minutes between flights in Atlanta in the first place. So we didn't take off on time, but the pilot made up some time in the air. However, we landed at 12:45 and my flight out was 1:04. ACK! Luckily I flew in at gate C4 and was flying out of C10. That normally doesn't happen at Atlanta, normally you have to traipse all the way across the airport. Found a place to pee, horked down half a cigarette, raced back to my gate and sat to text W that I had made it. Now normally, I wouldn't have bothered with the smoke, but when I walked past C10 to the potty, there were plenty of people still sitting, so I figured they weren't boarding yet. How wrong was I. As soon as I hit send on W's text, I heard from the little podium dude, "Again, Final Boarding call, so and so and Beachgal!" Holey hell, I ran up there, totally freaked out. I literally JUST made the damn flight. I got my bag in the overhead, (after having to walk back three rows cause some dickhead rudely insisted I not put my bag on his suit which was in MY overhead, when he was sitting across the aisle. Dude hadn't even put his own bag in HIS overhead. I wanted to smack him. The flight was part empty so I moved anyway and had a window seat.) Anyway, I no sooner stowed my bag when the plane started moving.
I settled in with my Grisham book (the new one, it's good) and soon enough we were in Charleston. Found my parents and off we were for yummy food and the drive back to the beach. I did NOT hug my car when I got to their house, tho I was tempted because, dudes, they not only fixed it, they washed it and detailed the inside. Some brownie points there, but I'm still not using that dealer again. I collected the Wii that was kindly left with them to play while we were out of town, however, I forgot my turkey soup.
Got home to dogs who were happy to see me, but kept looking for W. Kitties showered me with kisses as well. Tons of mail sorted and tossed or whatever. I didn't stop for over an hour once I walked in the door. Laundry, cat box, unpacking, yadda yadda. Spent three hours reading emails and blogs. Then crashed. Yesterday was DVR catch up day and some more computer stuff. Finished up the laundry and watched the Steelers pull one out over the cowgirls and then finished my book.
Work not so bad so far, but I've only played catch up with one attorney. This afternoon will be worse I'm sure. Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving. W is planning on coming home this week, maybe....depends on a lot.
Let's start with the early part of the vacation.
With all the snafus dealing with getting my Caliber fixed, it of course wasn't ready when it was supposed to be. Had to leave my mom in charge of getting it picked up from the stupid dealer I will never do business with again. So instead of having my car back in my driveway while I was out of town, it was stuck at the dealer until this past Thursday. Anyway.
W refused to hook up the quad to the trailer and the trailer to the truck on Thanksgiving night. Of course. Said it would only take a few minutes Friday morning....famous last words...instead of leaving at six like he wanted, we didn't leave from dropping the rental car off until oh, 9:30.
So Roxie (short for Roxanne, the GPS unit) had us on the way, and I promptly took a nap. Everything was going fine. We got up to Thomasville, NC or somewhere or another and we needed gas in the truck, and also put some in the quad. Now, as I had my wallet in my hand, I specifically told myself, "Self, do NOT put the wallet down on the side of the truck you'll forget it and that would be a mess." So I did not. I DID however, set it ON THE QUAD, while putting gas into it. Five and a half hours later, we stop for food and pee break, and lo and behold, my wallet is NOT IN MY PURSE. Commence total freak out, because I knew the damn thing was gone, and we were facing the prospect of a five and half hour backtrack trip, on the total lark of a chance of finding the wallet at the gas station or close to thereabouts. I was screaming, because I wouldn't have been able to get on a plane for the trip home, wouldn't have been able to spend any money because we'd have had to cancel both debit cards, plus the Amex that was in the wallet. Luckily, as I was beginning to totally lose it, W FOUND the wallet on the foot area of the quad. It survived I don't know how many miles, even after we had to swerve hard to the left and back to the right when a huge tree branch was in the middle of the road. I was thanking God left and right, it wasn't luck, it was an outright miracle.
After recovering from that, Bubba threw up, luckily in the toilet at McDonald's. He's still not quite right, after a week. Very bad lingering cough, no other problems. W may be taking him to the doc today or tomorrow up there.
The rest of the trip was uneventful with the exception of it being a bit long. Bubba got dropped off at the mall Saturday morning with Grammy for a vist with Santa, the picture is adorable. W and I attempted to shoot my rifle in, to discover it didn't want to fire. Four hours later and a trip to the gunsmith, it was fixed, and I proceeded to hit a great shot into the target, along with a smack to the side of the nose with the scope. OUCH! No bruise, no black eye, lucky me.
Sunday was a loaf day. Slept in, didn't really do much. Early to bed, so we could get up early. Which we did. It was cold. I had tons of clothes on, walked up the hill with W and sat. Saw a buck about an hour in, which W shot at and missed. When I got too cold, I went in to eat and thaw out. Lather, rinse repeat for the week. I never saw a deer again while in the woods. One evening, the big buck came down off the hill into the back yard and I almost got a shot off before he disappeared into the thicket. Spent six plus hours in a tree stand in the snow and wind on the day W shot a doe from the dining room. Two neighbors brought us deer, so we spent Thursday night and all day Friday processing them (and I do mean all day, started cutting/cleaning, chopping meat around eight in the morning, and finished grinding and packaging at nine that evening. Thursday was the skinning and cutting meat off the bone.) 90 percent of the meat was ground up for the multiple things I use ground meat for. We have three nice big roasts, and about 10 pounds of sirloin steaks. Provided W doesn't get a buck while he's still up there, we have probably a hundred pounds or so of ground meat. I'm thankful, even though I didn't get to shoot anything.
I spent Friday night at Grammy's with a still sick and coughing Bubba, who kindly woke me up at almost two in the morning to puke. Didn't get much sleep after that. Got dropped off at the airport plenty early, breezed through security, tho the pricks took my unopened bottle of water. Spent my last two bucks cash on a 20 ounce bottle of soda. The plane out of Atlanta coming to Pittsburgh was late. Keep in mind I had a whopping 35 minutes between flights in Atlanta in the first place. So we didn't take off on time, but the pilot made up some time in the air. However, we landed at 12:45 and my flight out was 1:04. ACK! Luckily I flew in at gate C4 and was flying out of C10. That normally doesn't happen at Atlanta, normally you have to traipse all the way across the airport. Found a place to pee, horked down half a cigarette, raced back to my gate and sat to text W that I had made it. Now normally, I wouldn't have bothered with the smoke, but when I walked past C10 to the potty, there were plenty of people still sitting, so I figured they weren't boarding yet. How wrong was I. As soon as I hit send on W's text, I heard from the little podium dude, "Again, Final Boarding call, so and so and Beachgal!" Holey hell, I ran up there, totally freaked out. I literally JUST made the damn flight. I got my bag in the overhead, (after having to walk back three rows cause some dickhead rudely insisted I not put my bag on his suit which was in MY overhead, when he was sitting across the aisle. Dude hadn't even put his own bag in HIS overhead. I wanted to smack him. The flight was part empty so I moved anyway and had a window seat.) Anyway, I no sooner stowed my bag when the plane started moving.
I settled in with my Grisham book (the new one, it's good) and soon enough we were in Charleston. Found my parents and off we were for yummy food and the drive back to the beach. I did NOT hug my car when I got to their house, tho I was tempted because, dudes, they not only fixed it, they washed it and detailed the inside. Some brownie points there, but I'm still not using that dealer again. I collected the Wii that was kindly left with them to play while we were out of town, however, I forgot my turkey soup.
Got home to dogs who were happy to see me, but kept looking for W. Kitties showered me with kisses as well. Tons of mail sorted and tossed or whatever. I didn't stop for over an hour once I walked in the door. Laundry, cat box, unpacking, yadda yadda. Spent three hours reading emails and blogs. Then crashed. Yesterday was DVR catch up day and some more computer stuff. Finished up the laundry and watched the Steelers pull one out over the cowgirls and then finished my book.
Work not so bad so far, but I've only played catch up with one attorney. This afternoon will be worse I'm sure. Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving. W is planning on coming home this week, maybe....depends on a lot.
November 09, 2008
The in law visit
It went well...we pulled off the surprise amazingly. W insists he had no clue, but I was starting to think maybe he did, but who knows. Bubba was so shocked. The party went off great, a bunch of the neighbor girls came over, my mom and Aidan showed and Bubba got spoiled rotten. Tons of new toys and clothes.
We are planning a trip to PA the week after Thanksgiving, for hunting. For the first time since I was a kid, I'll be hunting this year. Look out deer in Greene County, Beachgal is gunning for ya, hoping to fill my freezer. Also, since I can only stay a week, and W likes to spend two weeks, we shopped around and booked me a plane ticket back for 75 bucks. It's flying into Charleston, which isn't too far, and my mom will be able to pick me up. The best part is that I only have to endure the drive UP to PA instead of up and back. That is totally worth the 75 bucks, I tell ya. Bubba will spend the extra week with Grammy and the rest of W's family, and I will have a week home alone, which will be glorious!!!
Watched a fabulous episode of Crossroads on CMT, featuring Def Leppard and Taylor Swift. First, Joe Elliott is still hot, second he sounds fantastic singing country music. Since it was on the DVR, I plan on watching it again, it was that good. Missy, I highly recommend that you catch it if you haven't already.
Ok, well, I'm at the station, for the second to last race of the year, and I'm also flipping over and watching the Steelers game. As of now, it's halftime and they are winning.
Last but not least, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUBBA. We've told you all day that it's your LAST day ever as a four year old and you are so excited for tomorrow. We love you very much and I look forward to what life with a five year old brings.
We are planning a trip to PA the week after Thanksgiving, for hunting. For the first time since I was a kid, I'll be hunting this year. Look out deer in Greene County, Beachgal is gunning for ya, hoping to fill my freezer. Also, since I can only stay a week, and W likes to spend two weeks, we shopped around and booked me a plane ticket back for 75 bucks. It's flying into Charleston, which isn't too far, and my mom will be able to pick me up. The best part is that I only have to endure the drive UP to PA instead of up and back. That is totally worth the 75 bucks, I tell ya. Bubba will spend the extra week with Grammy and the rest of W's family, and I will have a week home alone, which will be glorious!!!
Watched a fabulous episode of Crossroads on CMT, featuring Def Leppard and Taylor Swift. First, Joe Elliott is still hot, second he sounds fantastic singing country music. Since it was on the DVR, I plan on watching it again, it was that good. Missy, I highly recommend that you catch it if you haven't already.
Ok, well, I'm at the station, for the second to last race of the year, and I'm also flipping over and watching the Steelers game. As of now, it's halftime and they are winning.
Last but not least, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUBBA. We've told you all day that it's your LAST day ever as a four year old and you are so excited for tomorrow. We love you very much and I look forward to what life with a five year old brings.
October 31, 2008
Happy Halloween!
Happy Halloween, y'all. I didn't get to go trick or treating with Bubba....I'm at the radio station. But I've been told he had a fantastic time down with my mom, and W gave out candy for a while at her house. Then Bubba gave out candy, and after having a treat from his stash, he fell asleep on the couch snuggling with my dad. How awesome is that?
Life is about the same. W still miserable, he hurts so bad all of the time. I see him going further and further downhill and it scares me. Still haven't gotten any settlement paperwork from workers comp but it's supposed to be in the works. We started the process for filing for disability, but haven't got anything finished yet. W is dragging his feet, but we have to get it in so we can get the process going, since they always deny, then we have to appeal, then wait after the second denial for a hearing. Then hopefully we win the hearing and can start getting the disability. Meanwhile, we have to keep our heads about water the whole time. Blah.
Not much else going on. Since I don't think W ever reads this, I can say that the in-laws are coming for a surprise visit next weekend for Bubba's birthday. My child will be FIVE YEARS OLD!!!!! Holy hell how did that happen?
We have a date night tomorrow night, so Bubba is sleeping over at G-ma's tonite and tomorrow. W and I are going to see Larry the Cable Guy, courtesy of the radio station. No meet and greet tho, which I'm a little bummed about. JW, the boss, is going to try to get Bubba's tshirt signed, which will be cool. Haven't run out of room on it yet, but it is starting to fill up.
K, I'm gonna sign off. Got a quarter plus left of this damn football game, then I can go to the grocery store. Planning on doing some heavy cleaning tomorrow, in advance of the inlaw invasion, which I can't tell W about, just have to pretend it's overdue (which it really really is.) Then our big night out. Got a smashing outfit for it, courtesy of Carmen at the office. She's been giving me a bunch of clothes she doesn't wear anymore, which is awesome, she has great taste in clothes and they all fit me well, too.
I scored a pair of brown dress boots at the mall today, for twenty bucks. And since I still had a gift card to the mall, I didn't technically spend any money! Woo!
Happy Haunting, catch ya later.
Life is about the same. W still miserable, he hurts so bad all of the time. I see him going further and further downhill and it scares me. Still haven't gotten any settlement paperwork from workers comp but it's supposed to be in the works. We started the process for filing for disability, but haven't got anything finished yet. W is dragging his feet, but we have to get it in so we can get the process going, since they always deny, then we have to appeal, then wait after the second denial for a hearing. Then hopefully we win the hearing and can start getting the disability. Meanwhile, we have to keep our heads about water the whole time. Blah.
Not much else going on. Since I don't think W ever reads this, I can say that the in-laws are coming for a surprise visit next weekend for Bubba's birthday. My child will be FIVE YEARS OLD!!!!! Holy hell how did that happen?
We have a date night tomorrow night, so Bubba is sleeping over at G-ma's tonite and tomorrow. W and I are going to see Larry the Cable Guy, courtesy of the radio station. No meet and greet tho, which I'm a little bummed about. JW, the boss, is going to try to get Bubba's tshirt signed, which will be cool. Haven't run out of room on it yet, but it is starting to fill up.
K, I'm gonna sign off. Got a quarter plus left of this damn football game, then I can go to the grocery store. Planning on doing some heavy cleaning tomorrow, in advance of the inlaw invasion, which I can't tell W about, just have to pretend it's overdue (which it really really is.) Then our big night out. Got a smashing outfit for it, courtesy of Carmen at the office. She's been giving me a bunch of clothes she doesn't wear anymore, which is awesome, she has great taste in clothes and they all fit me well, too.
I scored a pair of brown dress boots at the mall today, for twenty bucks. And since I still had a gift card to the mall, I didn't technically spend any money! Woo!
Happy Haunting, catch ya later.
August 04, 2008
family portrait
One of the advantages of a professional photographer in the family is great pictures. This is our newest, and I think only real, family portrait, taken at camp I think on the 5th of July. My husband is actually smiling, which is rare to begin with, and rarer still in pictures.
Our bedroom closet decided to implode last nite. We were both just about asleep when CRASH BOOM BANG, all the contents of the shelves, including jewelry boxes, on the floor, spilled. My dress clothes for work, on the floor, because the shelving unit had fallen to about a foot off the floor. So we have a new project, which I was NOT expecting at all. W went out for the wood to make better shelves, whatever else today. So I'll get schooled in home improvement again, as I learn how to hang shelves, etc. I swear we have a black cloud over us again.
I'm expecting the call about the family friend any day now. I'll be going out for the funeral, but probably not staying over, because there just wouldn't be room, and neither my parents or I can really afford a hotel room right now. The gas to and from is gonna be bad enough. Don't think Bubba will go because his behavior is too erratic after three plus weeks being spoiled by Grammy and company (not that they admit that of course.) W just couldn't handle the trip, and being up and on his feet all day so he'll stay home, too.
Will update soon if I can.
Our bedroom closet decided to implode last nite. We were both just about asleep when CRASH BOOM BANG, all the contents of the shelves, including jewelry boxes, on the floor, spilled. My dress clothes for work, on the floor, because the shelving unit had fallen to about a foot off the floor. So we have a new project, which I was NOT expecting at all. W went out for the wood to make better shelves, whatever else today. So I'll get schooled in home improvement again, as I learn how to hang shelves, etc. I swear we have a black cloud over us again.
I'm expecting the call about the family friend any day now. I'll be going out for the funeral, but probably not staying over, because there just wouldn't be room, and neither my parents or I can really afford a hotel room right now. The gas to and from is gonna be bad enough. Don't think Bubba will go because his behavior is too erratic after three plus weeks being spoiled by Grammy and company (not that they admit that of course.) W just couldn't handle the trip, and being up and on his feet all day so he'll stay home, too.
Will update soon if I can.
June 11, 2008
My new addiction
I'm an animal nut...this link goes to a live camera feed of a mama lion and her babies...I've been watching them (off and on) all afternoon...all they've done is sleep and I'm hoping they'll wake up before I leave for softball. Oh, I found the link on Cute Overload. (They said it was mountain lion, but I disagree....could I be wrong? maybe, but I don't think so.)
Enjoy:
http://atvs.vg.no/player/?id=16995
minutes after posting, some of the babies are moving around! hooray! Also, my boss just informed me I will be batting lead off....no pressure, but FUCK!
Enjoy:
http://atvs.vg.no/player/?id=16995
minutes after posting, some of the babies are moving around! hooray! Also, my boss just informed me I will be batting lead off....no pressure, but FUCK!
May 02, 2008
I GREW THIS!!!!
While I've been calling it a lilly, apparantly it's an Amaryllis. Whatev. Looks like a lilly to me, and I love lillies. It's been in the ground for about three years, and had nothing but the long flat leaves, until last week, when we noticed the blooms about to open. There's one more that hasn't popped yet. I had no idea what it was when I planted it, but I LOVE IT!!! What's awesome is that it's on my dear cat Tigger's grave next to the house. Where I just planted a gazillion wild lilly seeds. Will be so awesome next spring. Anyway...enjoy my pretty flower.
March 15, 2008
Almost time to go
W is in the shower, I'm dressed except for shoes. Big bag/purse is prepped...Cooler for the drive is prepped. Just checked the weather for Darlington and the chance of rain is now 60%!! FUCK! Supposed to be in the afternoon, but y'all know my luck, right? i do know we're going to be the early group, so hopefully...........enough prayers have been said so I just have to have faith.
Quickly, some other things. Bubba has been a bit better about eating lately. Some of the things we've gotten him to eat without a fight: tacos! hamburger helper (made with deer meat); fried shrimp! and the biggest victory: CARROTS!!!! I don't know if some switch flipped in his head about food or what, but he's been so cute saying things like, "I'm gonna try that mama." I hope this trend continues.
W found out he's in for not one, but TWO surgeries. More on that later, as we get closer to it.
Ok, I am gonna piddle around a bit more and then keep W motivated to get dressed. He's only going so I can do this, because he can't take part, and that bugs the shit out of him. I've told him repeatedly how much it means to me that he's doing so. For all his flaws, he's still a great man. And I love him dearly.
Quickly, some other things. Bubba has been a bit better about eating lately. Some of the things we've gotten him to eat without a fight: tacos! hamburger helper (made with deer meat); fried shrimp! and the biggest victory: CARROTS!!!! I don't know if some switch flipped in his head about food or what, but he's been so cute saying things like, "I'm gonna try that mama." I hope this trend continues.
W found out he's in for not one, but TWO surgeries. More on that later, as we get closer to it.
Ok, I am gonna piddle around a bit more and then keep W motivated to get dressed. He's only going so I can do this, because he can't take part, and that bugs the shit out of him. I've told him repeatedly how much it means to me that he's doing so. For all his flaws, he's still a great man. And I love him dearly.
December 21, 2007
forgive me.....
......for leaving this for the last minute, but I've been swamped at the office because I'm taking a whole week off....I won't be back in front of a computer for like a week, either, since I don't get much time at the inlaws to compute.
But y'all. My husband? Pulled one out of his ass, and bought me a new fucking car for Christmas. Yes, a brand new, 2008 Dodge Caliber....go google it! I am so flipping over the moon. I'll catch ya'll up later, because I have to leave to go to the bank and then get Bubba and then go home and pack. We're leaving tonite. In my NEW CAR!!! It's fantastic.
Merry Christmas y'all. See ya, and here's hoping I don't freeze my ass off in PA.
Love ya!!!!
But y'all. My husband? Pulled one out of his ass, and bought me a new fucking car for Christmas. Yes, a brand new, 2008 Dodge Caliber....go google it! I am so flipping over the moon. I'll catch ya'll up later, because I have to leave to go to the bank and then get Bubba and then go home and pack. We're leaving tonite. In my NEW CAR!!! It's fantastic.
Merry Christmas y'all. See ya, and here's hoping I don't freeze my ass off in PA.
Love ya!!!!
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