So we all know that Christmas is just around the corner. Time to start shopping for the kids and loved ones in your life.
Why has it become so commercialized?
I remember when my kids were young, you bought them the things they wanted.. well what they thought they wanted, knowing full well that it was only because they happened to see it on TV.
Just when you thought your life could not get any worse, you come across my life and think, hmmm my life is not so bad after all. Sit back, kick your feet up and have a drink. Enjoy reading about my life.. and just keep saying to yourself, "at least I am not her". lol
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Men
Ok, so why do men have such a wondering eye?
My husband had this, but not only did he have a wondering eye, he started falling for his best friends wife. How much worse could it get?
You see, his friend from his teenage years kind of got lost in the game of life. My husband found his friend years later and started visiting him and he visiting us. He is married with 3 kids and his wife and I became friends. At least until she came out for as visit.
My husband had this, but not only did he have a wondering eye, he started falling for his best friends wife. How much worse could it get?
You see, his friend from his teenage years kind of got lost in the game of life. My husband found his friend years later and started visiting him and he visiting us. He is married with 3 kids and his wife and I became friends. At least until she came out for as visit.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Financial Issues
Ok so we all know that we are heading into somewhat of a recession right?
You see, I run a kitchen on the side of my normal business. A veterans club which is a membership based club. Now knowing this, you would know that alot of them are dying off or living on pensions. Therefore they have no extra cash to be able to really buy much other then their daily essentials.
That is all fine but what about the kids or grandkids of these veterans? Why are they not interested in supporting their parents or grandparents clubs?
You see, I run a kitchen on the side of my normal business. A veterans club which is a membership based club. Now knowing this, you would know that alot of them are dying off or living on pensions. Therefore they have no extra cash to be able to really buy much other then their daily essentials.
That is all fine but what about the kids or grandkids of these veterans? Why are they not interested in supporting their parents or grandparents clubs?
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Poker Tournaments
Hi all, I am back again.. did you miss me?
Ok, so today I was in a Poker Tournament. Not a pay one or one that you win money in, this is a free Poker tournament that is run in bars 2-3 times a week. You have to play good to get into the big one like I was in today.
Now don't get me wrong, I am by no means boasting about my playing abilities because I will tell you, I am not that good.. But I WON my seat in todays Tournament by having my name pulled in a draw.
Ok, so today I was in a Poker Tournament. Not a pay one or one that you win money in, this is a free Poker tournament that is run in bars 2-3 times a week. You have to play good to get into the big one like I was in today.
Now don't get me wrong, I am by no means boasting about my playing abilities because I will tell you, I am not that good.. But I WON my seat in todays Tournament by having my name pulled in a draw.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Doctors/Prescriptions
Today was a visit to the doctors office.
I have a new YOUNG doctor which is great. You see I have degenerative Osteo Arthritis in my knee. My regular doctor said "we will give you a cortisone shot and it will fix it right up for you"
What he failed to say is how bad cortisone is for you and that you are allowed only 3 shots in that area in a lifetime.. But I let him inject my knee. Had a good bruise where he injected it but wow, my knee was feeling much better....... for about 2 weeks!
I have a new YOUNG doctor which is great. You see I have degenerative Osteo Arthritis in my knee. My regular doctor said "we will give you a cortisone shot and it will fix it right up for you"
What he failed to say is how bad cortisone is for you and that you are allowed only 3 shots in that area in a lifetime.. But I let him inject my knee. Had a good bruise where he injected it but wow, my knee was feeling much better....... for about 2 weeks!
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Hotel Stay/Mini Vacation
We went down to Washington on a mini vacation, stayed in a nice hotel. Lost lots of money at the casino and did lots of shopping.
Now, there were a few issues I had with this hotel.
1: No room service
2: Terrible breakfast buffet
3: Shower head
Please allow me to elaborate on each item I listed.
Now, there were a few issues I had with this hotel.
1: No room service
2: Terrible breakfast buffet
3: Shower head
Please allow me to elaborate on each item I listed.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Neighbors
So we have the new neighbors now we will call them Al and Peggy.
The Cedar hedges that kept us private from them are now lowered and we can see clearly into their back yard.. oh yay!
You see, they are good people, but now it is constant yelling back and forth over the hedges. I can not even BBQ without one of them making a comment about it.
Today I made BBQ Ribs and I felt like hiding the entire time I was out there.
The Cedar hedges that kept us private from them are now lowered and we can see clearly into their back yard.. oh yay!
You see, they are good people, but now it is constant yelling back and forth over the hedges. I can not even BBQ without one of them making a comment about it.
Today I made BBQ Ribs and I felt like hiding the entire time I was out there.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Anniversaries
Is it me or am I just totally lost when it comes to special events?
I was raised that when a special day comes, you think ahead, you buy your cards and gifts in advance. Think about what you want to do for or with the person on that special day.
Well you see, my friend is married to a man who thinks that Birthdays, Christmas and Anniversaries should be spent at home, no need to do anything special. Just veg at home type of thing.
I was raised that when a special day comes, you think ahead, you buy your cards and gifts in advance. Think about what you want to do for or with the person on that special day.
Well you see, my friend is married to a man who thinks that Birthdays, Christmas and Anniversaries should be spent at home, no need to do anything special. Just veg at home type of thing.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Nutty Neighbours
Alright, so we have this neighbor that lives two doors down from us.
Last year, I had just gotten out of the hospital and was trying to deal with a migraine headache.
I kept hearing this gas motor going. I looked out and saw the neighbour using his gas leaf blower. I though, hmmm, ok I will leave him be.
Bad idea, it turned into 4 flippin hours he ran that thing for.
Last year, I had just gotten out of the hospital and was trying to deal with a migraine headache.
I kept hearing this gas motor going. I looked out and saw the neighbour using his gas leaf blower. I though, hmmm, ok I will leave him be.
Bad idea, it turned into 4 flippin hours he ran that thing for.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Weather and irritability
Hot weather!
Why do we complain in the winter that it is too cold and pray for heat and in the summer we complain it is too hot and want cold weather?
I personally am a spring person, not liking the extreme cold or the extreme hot. But with all this global warming it will only get worse.
So, why do people feel the need to go out in public and voice their hatred for the weather. I mean today I was in a store and no one was smiling and just about everyone was complaining about it being too hot? One woman was yelling in the store at everyone saying it is so hot outside, why is everyone shopping.
Why do we complain in the winter that it is too cold and pray for heat and in the summer we complain it is too hot and want cold weather?
I personally am a spring person, not liking the extreme cold or the extreme hot. But with all this global warming it will only get worse.
So, why do people feel the need to go out in public and voice their hatred for the weather. I mean today I was in a store and no one was smiling and just about everyone was complaining about it being too hot? One woman was yelling in the store at everyone saying it is so hot outside, why is everyone shopping.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Unsavory Friends
I know, it has been a while since I posted. But your going to really enjoy this one.
Ok, so my husband has this friend. We will call him Jim.
You see Jim is, what he claims to be, is an earth person, living off the land and building from the forest around him. He uses an underground spring for water and hunts for his meat.
Sounds great huh? NOT!
Ok, so my husband has this friend. We will call him Jim.
You see Jim is, what he claims to be, is an earth person, living off the land and building from the forest around him. He uses an underground spring for water and hunts for his meat.
Sounds great huh? NOT!
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Kids
Ok, so back to my real family now.
Son, turning 20 in a week, took him to the Youth Career Center where he went into a meeting with a career counselor. Which is all fine and dandy, but when she comes out with my son and I ask, "well, where are we at with him". She looks and smiles and he says "I am pretty messed up in the head mom".
Now I ask you, how the heck do you respond to that one???
Son, turning 20 in a week, took him to the Youth Career Center where he went into a meeting with a career counselor. Which is all fine and dandy, but when she comes out with my son and I ask, "well, where are we at with him". She looks and smiles and he says "I am pretty messed up in the head mom".
Now I ask you, how the heck do you respond to that one???
Friday, May 2, 2008
Friends #5
Here is a sample of what our friendship is like today. This email was sent this morning and I will remove all references to names.
Email 1 at 9:24am this morning.
Email 1 at 9:24am this morning.
Friends #4
So we were last on how to get rid of cockroaches.
Now up to this point, they are using all of my stuff and not paying rent. And get this, they like to play wrestle and both weigh over 300lbs. You can only imgine what they did to the panelling on the walls down there. One wall that devided the room from the laundery area almost came down from the two of them wrestling.
Time to send in the calvary. My boyfriend comes to the rescue, I hear yelling and thumping and then a door, hey wait a sec.. he took the door off the hinges.. I guess that was to stop them from slamming it all the time. Now what do I do?
Now up to this point, they are using all of my stuff and not paying rent. And get this, they like to play wrestle and both weigh over 300lbs. You can only imgine what they did to the panelling on the walls down there. One wall that devided the room from the laundery area almost came down from the two of them wrestling.
Time to send in the calvary. My boyfriend comes to the rescue, I hear yelling and thumping and then a door, hey wait a sec.. he took the door off the hinges.. I guess that was to stop them from slamming it all the time. Now what do I do?
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Friends #3
Ok, so she moved in with me...
Now one would think I would have learned after the first few times living with this woman. I guess stupidity really does reign in my family..
So, now she is living with me, in a 2 bedroom apartment, with me and my 2 kids. Talk about cramped.
Understand this one thing, she is a major partier and likes to drink the fish out of their tanks.. I am the complete opposite, a home body who likes to spend my time with my kids when I am able to.
Now one would think I would have learned after the first few times living with this woman. I guess stupidity really does reign in my family..
So, now she is living with me, in a 2 bedroom apartment, with me and my 2 kids. Talk about cramped.
Understand this one thing, she is a major partier and likes to drink the fish out of their tanks.. I am the complete opposite, a home body who likes to spend my time with my kids when I am able to.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Friends #2
Ok so we left off at my asking her for money towards the hall, cake and catering.
So she says she has no money at that time, as it has gone into her dress.
Oh yeah, I forgot, I paid for her bouquet also. So my then husband and I are into this wedding of hers for a small chunk of change.
So we are a week away from her wedding. No money to be seen from her at all. I make a last ditched attempt and still nothing.
So she says she has no money at that time, as it has gone into her dress.
Oh yeah, I forgot, I paid for her bouquet also. So my then husband and I are into this wedding of hers for a small chunk of change.
So we are a week away from her wedding. No money to be seen from her at all. I make a last ditched attempt and still nothing.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Past relationships
Yesterday I promised you a Soap Opera.
Today you will wonder why I have never written my own book. My life is like a soap opera. So here we go.
I have been freinds with this woman for 28 years. Lived together off and on over the years, even after I had gotten married.
The difference between her and I was that she was a partier and slept around ALOT.. I preferred to be home and have a drink or two when I had company over. But by no means was I ever promiscuous in my younger years.
Well she and I got into a fist fight and I kicked her out, took her to court for assault. We separated for 2 years as friends.
I moved to a new location and saw her. Turned out that she was living just up the street from me. I happened to catch a glance of her getting off the bus, pregnant.
I finally contact her by letter and say Congrats on your pregnancy. From there it started.
She was not married, her boyfriend was a welfare bum. Did Djing on the side but not often.
He was a very strange guy and for the life of me, I could figure out the connection that she had with him.
So we kind of stayed away and communicated mostly by phone or letters.
Now, a year later she is coming over and the babies are playing, my child was born a year earlier. Things are going well and the kids get along great. She finally moved a little further from me and then here is came.. she called and said "I am getting married, will you be my Maid of Honor?"
Of course I said yes! This had to be one the dumbest things I EVER did. It turns out that the guys she was marrying had 5 kids by 3 other women. Btw.. he is not up to 7 kids by 5 women.
I tried to overlook all of it because she claimed she loved him. So I reluctantly agree to help her plan her wedding. My husband then, knew alot of people in the wedding industry, his brother owned a bakery and made the wedding cake, a friend owns a small hall.. let us have it for only $50. And I hired a friend of my brother in law to cater it. He only charged her $5 per person for a hot buffet.
Two weeks before the wedding, I ask, Umm I need you to pay me for the catering/hall and cake, as I paid for this all out of my own pocket"
NOW you can laugh.. what do you think her response was?
Ok thats it for now.. will post more tomorrow or maybe this evening.. it will have to be in parts because it is a LONG one.. laugh
Stay tuned for Part 2
Today you will wonder why I have never written my own book. My life is like a soap opera. So here we go.
I have been freinds with this woman for 28 years. Lived together off and on over the years, even after I had gotten married.
The difference between her and I was that she was a partier and slept around ALOT.. I preferred to be home and have a drink or two when I had company over. But by no means was I ever promiscuous in my younger years.
Well she and I got into a fist fight and I kicked her out, took her to court for assault. We separated for 2 years as friends.
I moved to a new location and saw her. Turned out that she was living just up the street from me. I happened to catch a glance of her getting off the bus, pregnant.
I finally contact her by letter and say Congrats on your pregnancy. From there it started.
She was not married, her boyfriend was a welfare bum. Did Djing on the side but not often.
He was a very strange guy and for the life of me, I could figure out the connection that she had with him.
So we kind of stayed away and communicated mostly by phone or letters.
Now, a year later she is coming over and the babies are playing, my child was born a year earlier. Things are going well and the kids get along great. She finally moved a little further from me and then here is came.. she called and said "I am getting married, will you be my Maid of Honor?"
Of course I said yes! This had to be one the dumbest things I EVER did. It turns out that the guys she was marrying had 5 kids by 3 other women. Btw.. he is not up to 7 kids by 5 women.
I tried to overlook all of it because she claimed she loved him. So I reluctantly agree to help her plan her wedding. My husband then, knew alot of people in the wedding industry, his brother owned a bakery and made the wedding cake, a friend owns a small hall.. let us have it for only $50. And I hired a friend of my brother in law to cater it. He only charged her $5 per person for a hot buffet.
Two weeks before the wedding, I ask, Umm I need you to pay me for the catering/hall and cake, as I paid for this all out of my own pocket"
NOW you can laugh.. what do you think her response was?
Ok thats it for now.. will post more tomorrow or maybe this evening.. it will have to be in parts because it is a LONG one.. laugh
Stay tuned for Part 2
Men!
Ok, so today it is not about my husband or my youngest son who lives with us, it is the older one who does not live with us.
All in all he is a great guy, he is honest and he works hard and he ALWAYS remember mom on mothers day and birthdays. Only took 25 years for him to get that way.. lol
But today, he called and had a small miniscule dilemma. His car went POOF on the highway coming home from work.
Now, first off I want you all to know that he goes on trips, over seas once a year. But today he needed mommies help.
He owns a house but get paid cash for his work. So now he wants to but a new car and no one will give him the loan he needs to buy one since he can not prove him income.
Guess what he did? You guessed it, he asked mommy to co-sign a car loan, and guess what mommie did, she said YES..
Ok ok, I need my head examined.. But I figured he has been working since he was 16 and has always paid his credit cards and bills on time and has never defaulted. So I can trust him can't I?
Some people might say I ask for trouble or I look for it.. I am telling, it finds me and I am just too stupid to slam the door in its face.. Really I am smart woman, ask the men I live with.. lmao
It is Thursday night at 12:43, oh wait, it is actually Friday now.. Wow how time flies.
Will blog you all tomorrow and defintely on Saturday, that is the Cosign make it or break it day..
Have a great one people..
Oh one last thing.. you really need to stay tuned.. As the stomach turns is coming.. I havea soap opera for you that you will NOT want to miss! evil grin
All in all he is a great guy, he is honest and he works hard and he ALWAYS remember mom on mothers day and birthdays. Only took 25 years for him to get that way.. lol
But today, he called and had a small miniscule dilemma. His car went POOF on the highway coming home from work.
Now, first off I want you all to know that he goes on trips, over seas once a year. But today he needed mommies help.
He owns a house but get paid cash for his work. So now he wants to but a new car and no one will give him the loan he needs to buy one since he can not prove him income.
Guess what he did? You guessed it, he asked mommy to co-sign a car loan, and guess what mommie did, she said YES..
Ok ok, I need my head examined.. But I figured he has been working since he was 16 and has always paid his credit cards and bills on time and has never defaulted. So I can trust him can't I?
Some people might say I ask for trouble or I look for it.. I am telling, it finds me and I am just too stupid to slam the door in its face.. Really I am smart woman, ask the men I live with.. lmao
It is Thursday night at 12:43, oh wait, it is actually Friday now.. Wow how time flies.
Will blog you all tomorrow and defintely on Saturday, that is the Cosign make it or break it day..
Have a great one people..
Oh one last thing.. you really need to stay tuned.. As the stomach turns is coming.. I havea soap opera for you that you will NOT want to miss! evil grin
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Family
Today is a new day!
All is quiet on the western front so far.
Son ended up staying home, only because he did not want to bunk with a roomie with only 1 bed, no couch and no internet.
Things have calmed down considerably.
How odd is this, the Pastor from my mothers church called me, right in the middle of all that warring yesterday. I like totally broke down on the phone with him.. and get this.. I am not religeous in any way shape or form. Go figure huh!
Have you even felt the need to run away? I mean just pack a bag and run to a far hotel so your family could not find you for a couple days?
I wonder, would they even notice me gone??? lol
Just to give you all a back ground on the blowout yesterday,
My son, we will call him putz for now.. lol, went to college.
First is was " I want to be a cop, I have to be a cop" So we sent to police Youth Academy for 3 weeks, thought maybe that would give him a good taste of how it would be for him in Police Academy.
He came out of there still wanting to be a cop. that was fine. He graduates High School and we enroll in University to take Criminology and Criminal Justice.
That was not too bad,.. he went for 6 months and it only cost about $2500. which he paid for from this graduation money. This is leaving him about 1500 left over.
After all that, he decides, Ummm I do not want to be a cop anymore, I want to be an electrician.
What a jump in career choices right!
So we find him an IT College that specializes in that. The course is now going to cost a whopping 12,500. So of course he does not have enough money. So mom and the "evil" stepdad step in a bit and try to help out.
He ended up getting an 8000 student loan. Goes to school for the duration, writes his ITA exam and fails. Which basically means that until he actually passes that ITA exam, he does not get his first year ticket.
Of course we telll him it is ok and he can try again, they have the tests around the 19th of each month.
Now get this...
He says, "Um, I don't think I want to be an electrican anymore, I don't think I am going to rewrite that test"
DEAD MEAT is all I could think.. Wasting everyones time. And to top it off, he tried to blame US for pushing him into things he does not really want to do.
Ok.. let me break it down on who caused what with school.
Putz had a girlfriend, her dad was a cop. says to Putz "Hey, why not become a cop?". His girlfriend agrees and viola he is wanting to be a cop. So of course we support him,
Putz has friends, one of them says "Hey Putz, Electricians make really good money, that is what I am doing, you should do it too". Viola, 8 months later, 8000 in debt, dead in the water.
Then after ALLLLLLL this.. he wants to be a DJ and we indulge in this idea, buy him DJ mixer and spinners and crap.
So we hear BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM through the floor all day long. And he is just sitting around making us NUTS.
Hence, the explosion yesterday..
Come on now, I ask you, were we wrong?
Did he encourage him in the wrong ways?
Do we over indulge in his wants and needs?
Ok maybe a little on all counts..
But that is what Parents do right? I am right arn't I? Have I been living under a misapprehensions of what our roles are to be? Should we be beating him instead of giving to him?
I don't know, you love your kids and want the best for them, but when do you say enough is enough?
Does anyone out there really know?? If you do, please tell me.. I would LOVE to know the answer to that!
Later gators!
All is quiet on the western front so far.
Son ended up staying home, only because he did not want to bunk with a roomie with only 1 bed, no couch and no internet.
Things have calmed down considerably.
How odd is this, the Pastor from my mothers church called me, right in the middle of all that warring yesterday. I like totally broke down on the phone with him.. and get this.. I am not religeous in any way shape or form. Go figure huh!
Have you even felt the need to run away? I mean just pack a bag and run to a far hotel so your family could not find you for a couple days?
I wonder, would they even notice me gone??? lol
Just to give you all a back ground on the blowout yesterday,
My son, we will call him putz for now.. lol, went to college.
First is was " I want to be a cop, I have to be a cop" So we sent to police Youth Academy for 3 weeks, thought maybe that would give him a good taste of how it would be for him in Police Academy.
He came out of there still wanting to be a cop. that was fine. He graduates High School and we enroll in University to take Criminology and Criminal Justice.
That was not too bad,.. he went for 6 months and it only cost about $2500. which he paid for from this graduation money. This is leaving him about 1500 left over.
After all that, he decides, Ummm I do not want to be a cop anymore, I want to be an electrician.
What a jump in career choices right!
So we find him an IT College that specializes in that. The course is now going to cost a whopping 12,500. So of course he does not have enough money. So mom and the "evil" stepdad step in a bit and try to help out.
He ended up getting an 8000 student loan. Goes to school for the duration, writes his ITA exam and fails. Which basically means that until he actually passes that ITA exam, he does not get his first year ticket.
Of course we telll him it is ok and he can try again, they have the tests around the 19th of each month.
Now get this...
He says, "Um, I don't think I want to be an electrican anymore, I don't think I am going to rewrite that test"
DEAD MEAT is all I could think.. Wasting everyones time. And to top it off, he tried to blame US for pushing him into things he does not really want to do.
Ok.. let me break it down on who caused what with school.
Putz had a girlfriend, her dad was a cop. says to Putz "Hey, why not become a cop?". His girlfriend agrees and viola he is wanting to be a cop. So of course we support him,
Putz has friends, one of them says "Hey Putz, Electricians make really good money, that is what I am doing, you should do it too". Viola, 8 months later, 8000 in debt, dead in the water.
Then after ALLLLLLL this.. he wants to be a DJ and we indulge in this idea, buy him DJ mixer and spinners and crap.
So we hear BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM through the floor all day long. And he is just sitting around making us NUTS.
Hence, the explosion yesterday..
Come on now, I ask you, were we wrong?
Did he encourage him in the wrong ways?
Do we over indulge in his wants and needs?
Ok maybe a little on all counts..
But that is what Parents do right? I am right arn't I? Have I been living under a misapprehensions of what our roles are to be? Should we be beating him instead of giving to him?
I don't know, you love your kids and want the best for them, but when do you say enough is enough?
Does anyone out there really know?? If you do, please tell me.. I would LOVE to know the answer to that!
Later gators!
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Family
Ok, it is official, my day got worse.
Well if any of you have kids living at home aged 19-20 then you will know where I am coming from.
Put a Stepfather and a 19 year old who quit his job into the mix and what do you get.. EXPLOSIONS!
Today was that day!
My son has been out of work for 2 weeks, he quit his job because he did not want to be anyones "bitch" at work so he said.
He was told that he had to find a job withint 2 weeks because we would not have him lounging around the house all summer.
Well you guessed it, 2 weeks passed and no job.
Ok, so the newspaper comes and I see a couple jobs up his alley, which he went to school for.
I call him up, show them to him and he seems less then interested.
He sent me a link to a job earlier on msn but I had not looked at it yet. So we proceed to my computer and take a peekaboo. Who knew what the job really was, just said outdoor maintanance and lots of standing. So while looking at this rediculous job, guess who puts in their two cents???
You guessed, the stepdad.
His comment was "maybe you should apply for welfare and go live with one of your friends for free".
Now talk about BAD TIMING.
Son huffs and retreats to his room. I smack husband in arm and ask "why do you have do that?"
Ok, another bad move!
He freaks TOTALL out.. I was in front of him and he was making my feet slide on the floor trying to keep him from going after my son.
Next thing, one is at the top of the stairs being restrained by me, who by the way just had major surgery 4 weeks ago, and the other at the bottom of the stairs yelling back and forth.
Son walks out the door.
Wife calms husband down..
Son comes backs and starts packing his things and says he can not live under the same roof with his stepdad.
I am not sitting here waiting for my son to let me know when he is ready to be driven to a friends house.
Now, earlier I asked if that was it for my day or was their more?
I ask you.. would YOU want to be me right now? Seriously.. *I* don't want to be me right now..
CALGON.... TAKE ME AWAY!
Well if any of you have kids living at home aged 19-20 then you will know where I am coming from.
Put a Stepfather and a 19 year old who quit his job into the mix and what do you get.. EXPLOSIONS!
Today was that day!
My son has been out of work for 2 weeks, he quit his job because he did not want to be anyones "bitch" at work so he said.
He was told that he had to find a job withint 2 weeks because we would not have him lounging around the house all summer.
Well you guessed it, 2 weeks passed and no job.
Ok, so the newspaper comes and I see a couple jobs up his alley, which he went to school for.
I call him up, show them to him and he seems less then interested.
He sent me a link to a job earlier on msn but I had not looked at it yet. So we proceed to my computer and take a peekaboo. Who knew what the job really was, just said outdoor maintanance and lots of standing. So while looking at this rediculous job, guess who puts in their two cents???
You guessed, the stepdad.
His comment was "maybe you should apply for welfare and go live with one of your friends for free".
Now talk about BAD TIMING.
Son huffs and retreats to his room. I smack husband in arm and ask "why do you have do that?"
Ok, another bad move!
He freaks TOTALL out.. I was in front of him and he was making my feet slide on the floor trying to keep him from going after my son.
Next thing, one is at the top of the stairs being restrained by me, who by the way just had major surgery 4 weeks ago, and the other at the bottom of the stairs yelling back and forth.
Son walks out the door.
Wife calms husband down..
Son comes backs and starts packing his things and says he can not live under the same roof with his stepdad.
I am not sitting here waiting for my son to let me know when he is ready to be driven to a friends house.
Now, earlier I asked if that was it for my day or was their more?
I ask you.. would YOU want to be me right now? Seriously.. *I* don't want to be me right now..
CALGON.... TAKE ME AWAY!
Men!
Tuesday morning, you would think all would start ok, not!
It is garbage day, and I don't know about where you live but our trucks can come anywhere from 8am until 5pm. So of course I do not want to miss the trucks so I try and get it out early.
Notice I say *I* here not *he*. That is because more times then not, *I* am the one who puts it out. Oh yes, he says "I put it out alot too you know", but when you compare my 15 to his 5 times in a matter of 5 months, then one would think he really does not put it out alot.
Oh well, so on my way to take the recycling out, stupid stairs, missed two of them, twist my ankle and yelp. The typical man comes and says "what happened? Are you alright?".
My reply is that I missed two steps and twisted my ankle, all the while he is already making his turn around to return to what he was doing.
Nope, no "You should not be taking that out, leave it there and I will do it" or anything similar to it.
Instead, I ask where the extra garbage tags, thinking he would know since he was the last to use them. He answers " downstairs in the hutch". So silly me believes him and goes back downstairs and tears the drawers apart looking for them, nope, not there!
I ascend to the upstairs and tell him they are not there and that I am not taking the garbage down as it is too heavy.
Hmm what response was I really looking for?
I get, " I will take the garbage down, I know it is on your mind and you want it done, I will do it"
Not so nice huh?
So what has transpired since 7am this morning.
- Got up, checked email.
- Had voice mails for business so attended to those.
- Tried to do some support for a customer but failed miserably.
- Gathered all the recycling
- Gathered all the garbage
- Took recycling out
- Fell down some stairs (my ankle and wrist both still hurt)
- Got snapped at by the man
And to think it is only 10:14AM, is this it or is there more to come today?
Will keep you posted...
It is garbage day, and I don't know about where you live but our trucks can come anywhere from 8am until 5pm. So of course I do not want to miss the trucks so I try and get it out early.
Notice I say *I* here not *he*. That is because more times then not, *I* am the one who puts it out. Oh yes, he says "I put it out alot too you know", but when you compare my 15 to his 5 times in a matter of 5 months, then one would think he really does not put it out alot.
Oh well, so on my way to take the recycling out, stupid stairs, missed two of them, twist my ankle and yelp. The typical man comes and says "what happened? Are you alright?".
My reply is that I missed two steps and twisted my ankle, all the while he is already making his turn around to return to what he was doing.
Nope, no "You should not be taking that out, leave it there and I will do it" or anything similar to it.
Instead, I ask where the extra garbage tags, thinking he would know since he was the last to use them. He answers " downstairs in the hutch". So silly me believes him and goes back downstairs and tears the drawers apart looking for them, nope, not there!
I ascend to the upstairs and tell him they are not there and that I am not taking the garbage down as it is too heavy.
Hmm what response was I really looking for?
I get, " I will take the garbage down, I know it is on your mind and you want it done, I will do it"
Not so nice huh?
So what has transpired since 7am this morning.
- Got up, checked email.
- Had voice mails for business so attended to those.
- Tried to do some support for a customer but failed miserably.
- Gathered all the recycling
- Gathered all the garbage
- Took recycling out
- Fell down some stairs (my ankle and wrist both still hurt)
- Got snapped at by the man
And to think it is only 10:14AM, is this it or is there more to come today?
Will keep you posted...
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Husbands/Men
Is it just me or have anyone else noticed that men really do suck?
I don't know about you but when the weekend come, I like to get things done. It is the only time your not running around for everyone else. It is your time to do what you want right?
WRONG!
Does it even become about the women? A hot bubble bath and the men feeding you chocolate coverd strawberries and washing your back, making sure your glass of wine is always full and soft music, you just soaking and he answering to your every beckon call.
Wow.. ok then I woke up!
Well, the weekend is here and there is lots to get done, gardening and pruning and planting. He even bought a can of paint last fall to paint the stairs outside. Hmmm.. I wonder if he even knows where it is???
You wake up only to be reminded that he went away for the weekend. So you look around and think, "where do I start".
So you paint the door inside and out, get dizzy from the fumes.. end up with a headache. Hmm where is the man for the shoulder massage? Oh yeah I forgot, relaxing with his feet up and with a beer in his hand somewhere distant.
Back to work! But you keep thinking that massage would have felt soooo good.
Now your find yourself in the back yard, looking around at all those nasty spring weeds eating up your gardens. You find yourself drawn to them and it has now become a mission as you pull each out, wishing it was his...... you know what I mean.
After about 2 hours, you realize you have about another 4 hours of work but you think, "are you kidding me, I can barely move now".
But just as you are ready to go back inside to clean all that dirt out from under your nails and pull out the slivers from those nasty prickly weeds. You see a pot with this sad looking plant that never made it into the garden last year.
You look around frantically for that pot you know you have somewhere, it is the last thing you want to get done, no you have to get done.
Ahh, there it is, hiding under a bunch of other containers. Ok, now it is transplanted, watered and it is time to go inside now.
Again, you look around, in desperate need of comfort from your hard day, a hug or a smile and maybe even a little praise for all the work you did. But alas, still NO MAN!
It is now 8pm, you can barely move, your body is cursing you out for over doing it.
You know that when he comes home that he will say, he is all smelly from fire and needs to shower and that he did not sleep well. And you know what all that means. Dump his crap all over the place, shower and go to bed.
Not even noticing what you did or realizing the pain you are in. And the worse part is, if you say something to them, you will hear, "well no one told you to do it."
We all know that things simply get put on the back burner when we ask the men for help.
Are they really allergic to work at home??? I am starting to believe they are.
So, you go take your hot bath, bubbles in the tub and foaming at the mouth because you could just KILL him.. lol
But remember ladies, HE had a long hard weekend so we should cater them him ok. I menn all that beer and fun is very hard work!
NOT!
Men..
I don't know about you but when the weekend come, I like to get things done. It is the only time your not running around for everyone else. It is your time to do what you want right?
WRONG!
Does it even become about the women? A hot bubble bath and the men feeding you chocolate coverd strawberries and washing your back, making sure your glass of wine is always full and soft music, you just soaking and he answering to your every beckon call.
Wow.. ok then I woke up!
Well, the weekend is here and there is lots to get done, gardening and pruning and planting. He even bought a can of paint last fall to paint the stairs outside. Hmmm.. I wonder if he even knows where it is???
You wake up only to be reminded that he went away for the weekend. So you look around and think, "where do I start".
So you paint the door inside and out, get dizzy from the fumes.. end up with a headache. Hmm where is the man for the shoulder massage? Oh yeah I forgot, relaxing with his feet up and with a beer in his hand somewhere distant.
Back to work! But you keep thinking that massage would have felt soooo good.
Now your find yourself in the back yard, looking around at all those nasty spring weeds eating up your gardens. You find yourself drawn to them and it has now become a mission as you pull each out, wishing it was his...... you know what I mean.
After about 2 hours, you realize you have about another 4 hours of work but you think, "are you kidding me, I can barely move now".
But just as you are ready to go back inside to clean all that dirt out from under your nails and pull out the slivers from those nasty prickly weeds. You see a pot with this sad looking plant that never made it into the garden last year.
You look around frantically for that pot you know you have somewhere, it is the last thing you want to get done, no you have to get done.
Ahh, there it is, hiding under a bunch of other containers. Ok, now it is transplanted, watered and it is time to go inside now.
Again, you look around, in desperate need of comfort from your hard day, a hug or a smile and maybe even a little praise for all the work you did. But alas, still NO MAN!
It is now 8pm, you can barely move, your body is cursing you out for over doing it.
You know that when he comes home that he will say, he is all smelly from fire and needs to shower and that he did not sleep well. And you know what all that means. Dump his crap all over the place, shower and go to bed.
Not even noticing what you did or realizing the pain you are in. And the worse part is, if you say something to them, you will hear, "well no one told you to do it."
We all know that things simply get put on the back burner when we ask the men for help.
Are they really allergic to work at home??? I am starting to believe they are.
So, you go take your hot bath, bubbles in the tub and foaming at the mouth because you could just KILL him.. lol
But remember ladies, HE had a long hard weekend so we should cater them him ok. I menn all that beer and fun is very hard work!
NOT!
Men..
Husbands #2
Good Morning All,
Well after a very restless night, here I sit in front of you all and say hsubands suck!
Oh sorry, do I sound like a bitter wife?? lol.. really I am not.
But don't you hate it when they want to spend time away from you but then they keep you up all not rambling on MSN?
Now I don't know about the rest of your women, but I do not mind an occassional drink, but I just do not get what it is about alcohol that attracts the men to it. I have yet to meet a man who could NOT drink me under the table. It has to be a chemical make up.. or imbalance.. in the men not me.. hehe
Any is there some allergy going around that is causing men to not want to do ANY work around the house? As soon as you mention sopmething needs to be done, BAM they disppear instantly. I did not know I married a magician, I wonder if I could make some money from his dissappearing acts?? Something to seriously look into.
So having the house to myself.. it is wonderful not having any men around to mess up all that you were able to clean while they are gone.
But soon the silence will be over.. they will return.. the all crap is all over the house again. ARGH.. SAVE ME FROM MY DILEMMA.....
Ok, so I have that off my chest.. But seriously, don't you hate it when they come back from a camping trip?
What happens to all the stuff they brought up? Some seems to make it back, but you do not find it for weeks, and one day, you go in thier truck and smell what they forgot to bring in. Either rotting food or filthy mildew ridden clothing. Ewwwwwwwwwwww
Or if these things do make it back into the garage or house, they end up on the floor and sit there until you get tired of seeing it or tripping over it and do something about it yourself.
I don't know but I think that is wrong, just plain wrong. lol
Like holy terror if they go fishing, ok.. I digress once more, we ALL know what happens when they return from a fishing trip!!
Well I am sure I will have more to write once mine returns home. One of these blogs I will have to tell you about my 19 year old son.. talk about frustration.
Just when you think husbands were bad, then came along their mini me's!
Don't touch that dial, I will be back!
Well after a very restless night, here I sit in front of you all and say hsubands suck!
Oh sorry, do I sound like a bitter wife?? lol.. really I am not.
But don't you hate it when they want to spend time away from you but then they keep you up all not rambling on MSN?
Now I don't know about the rest of your women, but I do not mind an occassional drink, but I just do not get what it is about alcohol that attracts the men to it. I have yet to meet a man who could NOT drink me under the table. It has to be a chemical make up.. or imbalance.. in the men not me.. hehe
Any is there some allergy going around that is causing men to not want to do ANY work around the house? As soon as you mention sopmething needs to be done, BAM they disppear instantly. I did not know I married a magician, I wonder if I could make some money from his dissappearing acts?? Something to seriously look into.
So having the house to myself.. it is wonderful not having any men around to mess up all that you were able to clean while they are gone.
But soon the silence will be over.. they will return.. the all crap is all over the house again. ARGH.. SAVE ME FROM MY DILEMMA.....
Ok, so I have that off my chest.. But seriously, don't you hate it when they come back from a camping trip?
What happens to all the stuff they brought up? Some seems to make it back, but you do not find it for weeks, and one day, you go in thier truck and smell what they forgot to bring in. Either rotting food or filthy mildew ridden clothing. Ewwwwwwwwwwww
Or if these things do make it back into the garage or house, they end up on the floor and sit there until you get tired of seeing it or tripping over it and do something about it yourself.
I don't know but I think that is wrong, just plain wrong. lol
Like holy terror if they go fishing, ok.. I digress once more, we ALL know what happens when they return from a fishing trip!!
Well I am sure I will have more to write once mine returns home. One of these blogs I will have to tell you about my 19 year old son.. talk about frustration.
Just when you think husbands were bad, then came along their mini me's!
Don't touch that dial, I will be back!
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Husbands
Husbands, do we really need them?
Seriously, they leave clothes on the floor, dishes in the bedroom and in the sink. God forbid they clean the walls in the shower.
We constantly clean up after them, it is like having a child around all the time.
Husbands, after a while start to become dormant like trees in the winter. They only functional at certain times of the year.
So, I ask, do we really need them? After so many years of marriage, a husbands use becomes less and less.
We have sexual toys that seem to work just as well as our husbands once did. Dishwashers are easy to load but god forbid a dish find its way into one.
Do they wonder what those brushes are that sit next to the toilet on the floor are for? How many times have you gone into his washroom and almost heaved your insides out?
How about when they get up in the morning, he showers, puts his housecoat on and lays on the bed and claims he is drying off..... for *4* hours????????
Or how about when you have to go out in the morning within a hour of him gettting up and all you hear the entire trip, yawn, yawn, yawn.. and they he says " I am just waking up". But he has been up for 3 hours???
Or you have an appointment, you want to go on your own because you know you will be late if he comes? Does being on time mean anything to our husbands when there is nothing in it for him?
Oh my.. I have so much to say but will digress, FOR NOW! But I will be back tomorrow.
Husbands.. eeesh!
Seriously, they leave clothes on the floor, dishes in the bedroom and in the sink. God forbid they clean the walls in the shower.
We constantly clean up after them, it is like having a child around all the time.
Husbands, after a while start to become dormant like trees in the winter. They only functional at certain times of the year.
So, I ask, do we really need them? After so many years of marriage, a husbands use becomes less and less.
We have sexual toys that seem to work just as well as our husbands once did. Dishwashers are easy to load but god forbid a dish find its way into one.
Do they wonder what those brushes are that sit next to the toilet on the floor are for? How many times have you gone into his washroom and almost heaved your insides out?
How about when they get up in the morning, he showers, puts his housecoat on and lays on the bed and claims he is drying off..... for *4* hours????????
Or how about when you have to go out in the morning within a hour of him gettting up and all you hear the entire trip, yawn, yawn, yawn.. and they he says " I am just waking up". But he has been up for 3 hours???
Or you have an appointment, you want to go on your own because you know you will be late if he comes? Does being on time mean anything to our husbands when there is nothing in it for him?
Oh my.. I have so much to say but will digress, FOR NOW! But I will be back tomorrow.
Husbands.. eeesh!
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