I cannot begin to explain how much fun we had at the show this weekend. Holy Moses.
Have the after fun blues today though. Haha.
My legs are black and blue from heading for my friend who was driving her young horse in only his second show ever. When you are a header, you go into the ring when they are done driving and they are all lined up waiting for their results from the judges. In young or hot horses you need a header for safety, someone who can grab the bridle and control the situation if the horse gets the nutsies. Although he was pretty well behaved, he was antsy and every time I'd grab his head to settle him down, the end of the cart shaft would get me in the leg. My thighs are every color of purple under the sun right now hahahahaaha.
This was Papoose #2's first show and she did great! Especially since she ended up in classes that we never ever taught her about or practiced for. She was a trooper!! Although Papoose #1 didn't show, she was there for the whole weekend, helping. We all had such fun. I was in pure Heaven!!!
I slept on an olllllld air mattress for the weekend, but was so exhausted every night from all the days fun, I still felt like I was on a cloud when I finally laid down every night. Of course, since it was an OLD mattress, each morning I would wake up flat on the ground hahahaa. Papoose #2 slept on a cot in her horses stall. We couldn't hardly get her to leave his side. She had such fun. I slept in the tack stall. It's so peaceful in the barns at night. You don't hear anything but the horses munching hay and an occasional whinny. That is, AFTER I found the master switch to the MASSIVE Halloween display one of the exhibitors sets up every year. It's incredible and fantastic DURING THE WAKING HOURS, but when we are trying to sleep and the thing keeps going off it makes you want to kill someone. It also sets all the horses off, making them think someone is there to feed them, so they start clanging around. Thursday night was a pain in the ass, but Friday morning we did recon so we would know exactly where the master switch was to kill the set up for the evening. Much better sleep after that :-)
My new driving horse was delivered to the show this weekend as well. Oh my my my........I am most definitely IN LOVE. Whew, he is incredible. Once he and I get used to each other, I'm going to have SO much fun showing him!!! Drop dead gorgeous, too. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!
My Bestie that I'm flying out to California to pick up and bring back here is bringing the funny lately. Her aunt lives near the San Jose airport where I'm flying in, and will be the one picking me up from said airport. Although her aunt usually drives her little pickup, Bestie has made a special request for her to pick me up in her other car...............................her PT CRUISER!!!!! Yes, Bestie follows my blog, HAHAHAAHA. Smart ass !!!! Pretty damn funny, you have to admit.
I feel SO spoiled and lazy for not being at work for THREE whole days and nights in a row!!! It felt like a huge fancy vacation!!!!
I am so damn proud of and impressed by Mess, for doing the walk, finishing the walk, and heading right back to work. That is one damn tough broad, I'll tell you that much!!!!
Jar, thought of you and your wonderful family as we drove through beautiful Granbury on our way to and from Glen Rose this weekend. Noticed they're working on the getting the town decorated for Christmas already. Saw the wreaths getting put up on the light poles. So pretty :-)
Since coming home, my house kitties mysteriously try to escape the house for the great outdoors. Methinks Mister Wonderful let them out while I was away. This pisses me off for several reasons. One, they pick up ear mites and bugs and other yucky things when they are allowed outside, and I don't want that crap carried back into my house. Two, they are my babies and I don't want them getting hurt or sick outside. Three, I've spent assloads of money on these two and want them safe in the house and not tripping me every fucking time I try to walk in or out the door. Once a kitty decides it wants to be outside part time, it can consider itself a full time outdoor kitty. I don't want any of the funkiness of outside brought inside, thankyouverymuch!!! Grrrrrrr.
Oh well, at least everything was alive when I returned home. That has not always been the case.
When I pulled in the driveway last night, Mister Wonderful was laying in the drive next to the front passenger tire of the Cobra, with his arm all the way up underneath it. I knew exactly what he was trying to do. That freaking air filter is the biggest pain in the ass to replace, with the stupid way it's mounted in that fender well. So I didn't even walk in the house, was out there assisting him with it like I do every time he changes it, before he got pissed and broke something.
After we finished the Cobra, he tells me "I cleaned out your fridge this weekend, fucking mess". Without missing a beat I replied "Really??? You mean MY fridge that I'M never HOME to mess up or even USE?? You mean THAT fridge?? Geeeee, thanks for doing that!!!!" Yeah, he shut the hell up and was quite pleasant after that.
Papoose #1 and I talked about what happened last week and have worked through it quite well, I think. We are addressing the different things that led up to/caused the dishonesty and overwhelming reactions to it.
The Real Deal is bringing me my Job #2 check that I need in order to be able to make the first giant mortgage payment today. Should I have my feelings hurt that he hasn't asked if we can have lunch together? He is having and early birthday celebration with people from work later. My feelings are kinda hurt. We never get to have lunch or anything...now here he is going to be up here and he hasn't even offered/asked. Hmmm.
Ok, only one here on the phones today so I have to run. It's taken two and a half hours to write all this garbage as it is.
Have a good day all.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Trifecta Thursday
I've managed to piss pretty much everyone in my life off at me so bad they aren't even speaking to me.
No, I wasn't just "being a bitch" and wasn't just "in a mood".
Papoose #1 hates my guts, and I think, blames me for everything that is wrong in her life. I try to help and advise and end up the villain. I have no idea what to do about that situation.
Mister Wonderful told me that everyone hates me and my kids hate me and it's because I'm a big mouthed cunt. That got started because he was pissed off that I'd called Papoose #1 on something that she did and was dishonest with me about. Next thing I know I'm being told that I'm completely unlovable and my children hate my guts and I'm worthless and why don't I do everyone a favor and just kill myself.
I admittedly overreacted to finding out The Real Deal wasn't totally honest with me about something and he stopped speaking to me.
Everyone has to wait till I get off work at Job #1 today before they can head to the horse show this weekend. We have so much to do and set up, I said "Man, is it going to be ok that we have to wait for me to get off of work to leave?" and one of my friends snapped at me "Well it's gonna HAVE to be ok, isn't it?!!"
Dude, I'm batting a thousand here.
FML.
No, I wasn't just "being a bitch" and wasn't just "in a mood".
Papoose #1 hates my guts, and I think, blames me for everything that is wrong in her life. I try to help and advise and end up the villain. I have no idea what to do about that situation.
Mister Wonderful told me that everyone hates me and my kids hate me and it's because I'm a big mouthed cunt. That got started because he was pissed off that I'd called Papoose #1 on something that she did and was dishonest with me about. Next thing I know I'm being told that I'm completely unlovable and my children hate my guts and I'm worthless and why don't I do everyone a favor and just kill myself.
I admittedly overreacted to finding out The Real Deal wasn't totally honest with me about something and he stopped speaking to me.
Everyone has to wait till I get off work at Job #1 today before they can head to the horse show this weekend. We have so much to do and set up, I said "Man, is it going to be ok that we have to wait for me to get off of work to leave?" and one of my friends snapped at me "Well it's gonna HAVE to be ok, isn't it?!!"
Dude, I'm batting a thousand here.
FML.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Life is Good
Papoose #2 had her district cross country meet yesterday. She placed 10th overall out of all the tons of girls there, running varsity, and her team placed 1st!!! District Champs!! Hi ho, hi ho, on to Regionals we go.....
So damn proud of that kid.
Papoose #1 is planning on coming home for next semester. She has done too much and burned herself out. Needs to come home and regroup, save some money and take care of some online courses she needs to get out of the way anyhow. I think the big breakup with the boyfriend is an issue to. She is having hell making a life for herself outside of his circle. It's not been pretty. So, she will be doing what we agreed she would do in the first place....spend one semester at home, working and taking classes, so that she can head back into the fray a bit more prepared financially. Besides, she just barely turned 19 and is a Junior in college already. Not like she can fall behind. She is YEARS ahead of everyone else her age. Over achiever. Haha.
No, Papoose #1, I am and never could be disappointed in you in any way shape or form. So there.
I've always been way too lazy to be a good student. Even if I had gone to college, I don't think I would have the willpower to do well. I'm a slug.
We have been chosen to be in the Fort Worth Parade of Lights, kicking off the holiday season!!! Yay!!!! Now to get all those lights and decorations purchased. Entry fee of $125.00, hopefully all of us will split that. The parade is on Black Friday everyone. So come out and see it the day after Turkey Day!!
My new driving horse is being delivered to me at the horse show we will be at this weekend. He's very young. I am hoping a month will be long enough to get him tuned up to where he can be in the parade. A parade is a HUGE accomplishment for a horse, so I'm hoping I will be able to find enough time to work with him that he will be confident enough to deal with all the noise and people and scary stuff. Hoping Wed nights and Saturdays will be enough driving time to get him there....we shall see.
My Bestie that is moving here from Cali is planning on flying me out there either November 17th or December 1st. I'm really hoping it ends up being the 17th, that would be SO much easier for me. But I'm game for whatever she needs me to do. I'd love to have her here for Thanksgiving and the parade though. That would be stellar.
I have had a horrific migraine today. I feel like absolute crap when those things happen. Gross out city.
I try to have a really good attitude about working so much, and usually I'm totally with it and grateful I've got the opportunity to do it. I was really surprised at myself at how pissed off I was that I had to miss the get together this past Saturday. It's surprised me how disappointed and upset and sorta resentful I was about it. You ever surprise yourself with your reaction to things like that?
I don't know if you remember me talking about Mister Wonderfuls Best Friend who married the gal he barely knew and they were expecting a baby with Downs Syndrome? Well, they went ahead and did a C Section on momma yesterday and the baby is now with us in this world. All blessings sent to them that they will be healthy and happy.
The Real Deal gets the keys to his new castle today. Yay for him!!
TRD had a blow out on his front drivers side tire last night on his way home from work. Thank goodness he is ok.
FYI, if you call that Texas Roadside Assistance number on the back of your drivers license, all they will do is send a tow truck out to you. You have to pay for whatever rip off tow truck service they send PLUS another 40 dollar fee to the state for dispatching them. Seriously?? We have smart phones now, call your own fucking tow truck and save some money. Give me a damn break.
Papoose #2 is still dead serious about being an RN and joining the military. She has been determined to do this since she was like three years old. She has also shown a growing interest in focusing on hospice care down the line. Going to have to get El Chupacabra to give her some advice and guidance her in the next year or so. I can't believe she's already a sophmore in high school!!!!!!
Probably a good thing I missed the shindig this weekend, Jar probably would have clubbed me with a wine bottle the first time I called him my Bestie...........
So damn proud of that kid.
Papoose #1 is planning on coming home for next semester. She has done too much and burned herself out. Needs to come home and regroup, save some money and take care of some online courses she needs to get out of the way anyhow. I think the big breakup with the boyfriend is an issue to. She is having hell making a life for herself outside of his circle. It's not been pretty. So, she will be doing what we agreed she would do in the first place....spend one semester at home, working and taking classes, so that she can head back into the fray a bit more prepared financially. Besides, she just barely turned 19 and is a Junior in college already. Not like she can fall behind. She is YEARS ahead of everyone else her age. Over achiever. Haha.
No, Papoose #1, I am and never could be disappointed in you in any way shape or form. So there.
I've always been way too lazy to be a good student. Even if I had gone to college, I don't think I would have the willpower to do well. I'm a slug.
We have been chosen to be in the Fort Worth Parade of Lights, kicking off the holiday season!!! Yay!!!! Now to get all those lights and decorations purchased. Entry fee of $125.00, hopefully all of us will split that. The parade is on Black Friday everyone. So come out and see it the day after Turkey Day!!
My new driving horse is being delivered to me at the horse show we will be at this weekend. He's very young. I am hoping a month will be long enough to get him tuned up to where he can be in the parade. A parade is a HUGE accomplishment for a horse, so I'm hoping I will be able to find enough time to work with him that he will be confident enough to deal with all the noise and people and scary stuff. Hoping Wed nights and Saturdays will be enough driving time to get him there....we shall see.
My Bestie that is moving here from Cali is planning on flying me out there either November 17th or December 1st. I'm really hoping it ends up being the 17th, that would be SO much easier for me. But I'm game for whatever she needs me to do. I'd love to have her here for Thanksgiving and the parade though. That would be stellar.
I have had a horrific migraine today. I feel like absolute crap when those things happen. Gross out city.
I try to have a really good attitude about working so much, and usually I'm totally with it and grateful I've got the opportunity to do it. I was really surprised at myself at how pissed off I was that I had to miss the get together this past Saturday. It's surprised me how disappointed and upset and sorta resentful I was about it. You ever surprise yourself with your reaction to things like that?
I don't know if you remember me talking about Mister Wonderfuls Best Friend who married the gal he barely knew and they were expecting a baby with Downs Syndrome? Well, they went ahead and did a C Section on momma yesterday and the baby is now with us in this world. All blessings sent to them that they will be healthy and happy.
The Real Deal gets the keys to his new castle today. Yay for him!!
TRD had a blow out on his front drivers side tire last night on his way home from work. Thank goodness he is ok.
FYI, if you call that Texas Roadside Assistance number on the back of your drivers license, all they will do is send a tow truck out to you. You have to pay for whatever rip off tow truck service they send PLUS another 40 dollar fee to the state for dispatching them. Seriously?? We have smart phones now, call your own fucking tow truck and save some money. Give me a damn break.
Papoose #2 is still dead serious about being an RN and joining the military. She has been determined to do this since she was like three years old. She has also shown a growing interest in focusing on hospice care down the line. Going to have to get El Chupacabra to give her some advice and guidance her in the next year or so. I can't believe she's already a sophmore in high school!!!!!!
Probably a good thing I missed the shindig this weekend, Jar probably would have clubbed me with a wine bottle the first time I called him my Bestie...........
Friday, October 21, 2011
What??? It's Friday???? Seriously???? Am I Being Punked?
I have to admit, even though I really have zero interest in baseball, I was thankful for the three hundred flat screen tv's we have at Job #2 last night, so I could keep an eye on that Rangers game. Very cool. Loved watching all the fans watch the game, too. We stayed open late, because so many people straggled in from here and there, having been listening to it on the radio and wanting to SEE it. We let them all in, seated them and served them. It was a fun time when they won and everyone, this eclectic mixture of people, were all hugging and high fiving and carrying on. Pretty sweet deal.
Papoose #1 is coming home this weekend. At first I thought "Wow, she really misses us!!!" Then I found out there is a lady close to home that is willing to give her a free sugar glider :/ hahahahaha. Don't care, she's coming home for a couple days, that's all that matters! She will be here to pick Papoose #2 up from school after practice and take her to the farm to work her horse. Then she will be here for the horse-show-prep-party tomorrow. Just like old times when she was showing, only now she'll be helping her little sis get horses ready. Pretty cool!!
She is also bringing me a Route 44 Diet Coke with Extra Lime when she gets into town, since it will be happy hour when she rolls by the Sonic.....yeahhhhhhhhhh baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Had a guy come in with his wife and son last night. Was incredibly rude and short with me the entire transaction. I kept on killing him with kindness. He was the same way to his family. Covered in tatoos, shaved head, short and stocky. He was mean enough that the other cashier looked at me and walked off. Then when he payed with a debit card and signed his reciept, he added a five dollar tip on there. Made me sort of stop and think about things. It was such a sweet and sour interaction.....then he came back up to ask me for a to go box and was incredibly nice. Makes me wonder what on earth is going on in his world that he was mean in the beginning. I wonder that about most people that behave in an ugly or angry way.
My Bestie is keeping busy taking care of her business in preparation for her big move to Texas. Don't know yet when the move will be, but she made me laugh yesterday when she said "I have LISTS!!" Going to be a major blessing once she is here. Hopefully the weather will be decent whenever she is finally ready and I fly out and we drive back.
Mister Wonderful left the dogs without food for two days because he "was broke". Once I found that out I of course picked some up for them immediately. He sure wasn't too broke to buy beer and Pizza Hut every night I was working. He also still refuses to pay his fair half of the mortgage. When I approach him about it, he says "Sell the fucking thing!!". No can do dude. My plan is to keep the fucking thing and kick your sorry ass out of it the second I can replace your piss ant $600.00 you 'usually' give me towards the entire households expenses, including the mortgage. Fucktard. That day is arriving ever so much sooner than I thought it was going to...........
This morning I didn't even realize it was Friday. When a friend of mine emailed me and said TGIF I laughed and told her I didn't remember it was Friday. She says "OMG, how can you EVER forget it's FRIDAY???!!! WTF is WRONG with you???!!!" I explained to her that sheer exhaustion can tend to leave you unaware of what day it is, every day runs into the next. Every morning as soon as I open my eyes, I take inventory and figure out what day it is and where I need to be. It is what it is. And when you work all weekend, what the fuck difference does it make if it's Friday??
I know one thing though, I'm majorly pissed off that I have to miss yet ANOTHER soiree I've been invited to. I'm trying really hard to keep a super good outlook and attitude over the next 5 months, keep my head down and work and not spend a penny anywhere I don't absolutely have to, but man, it chaps my ass to have to miss all the fun stuff. I know it's just a means to an end, and it's not forever though, so I'll shut my whiney yapper now.
So instead, I will spend the day with the Papooses and my friends, clipping horses and getting them ready for the show, then go home and get cleaned up and head out to Job #2. Have a little fun with my babies and my friends, then go make some money. Can't complain about that, now can I? :-)
The Real Deal should be signing his lease on his very nice new little place today. So incredibly happy for him!!
Coasters are really cool little things, and I've always bought cute ones that match whatever decor my house has going on at the moment, but I can't get anyone in my family to actually USE them.
OH!! It was hilarious the other day. I'm running home before heading out to Job #2 and I see an armadillo meandering across 730. I immediately slow down and try to lead him, figure out what evasive maneuvers I need to do so he doesn't tear my front spoiler off like his long lost cousin did that one time. There were numerous cars heading both directions on 730 when he decided to make his little trek. Thank goodness this was just coming out of Boyd, heading towards Azle when it happened, everyone was going a little slower than they would have been otherwise. Every single vehicle on the road, probably about 15 or so, made sure to go around the little fella. It was so neat. It was funny though, when I looked in my rear view mirror after passing him....it looked like all those cars were skiers on a slalom. Going every which way all over the road trying to keep from killing him. Made me laugh. He never veered or swerved, just kept on keeping on his merry little way. I swear he was whistling a tune as he cruised........................
I think I have a new home for Psycho Nekkid JayBird. We will see tomorrow. Someone who is home all day and can give her oodles of attention. Fingers crossed.
Did I mention that LabPup Milo ate Papoose #1's new glasses the last time she was home?? Can't remember if I did. But yeah. Ummm. He did.
Is it possible to replace the shock system in the jalopy to get a little bit smoother ride, without giving up the way it handles?? Anyone??? Damn low pro tires, need a kidney belt to drive on Wise County roads since I got the new ones. Oy.
Back to work with me.
Pet a cat or something today, enjoy life.
We don't HAVE to, we GET to, right Corner?
Papoose #1 is coming home this weekend. At first I thought "Wow, she really misses us!!!" Then I found out there is a lady close to home that is willing to give her a free sugar glider :/ hahahahaha. Don't care, she's coming home for a couple days, that's all that matters! She will be here to pick Papoose #2 up from school after practice and take her to the farm to work her horse. Then she will be here for the horse-show-prep-party tomorrow. Just like old times when she was showing, only now she'll be helping her little sis get horses ready. Pretty cool!!
She is also bringing me a Route 44 Diet Coke with Extra Lime when she gets into town, since it will be happy hour when she rolls by the Sonic.....yeahhhhhhhhhh baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Had a guy come in with his wife and son last night. Was incredibly rude and short with me the entire transaction. I kept on killing him with kindness. He was the same way to his family. Covered in tatoos, shaved head, short and stocky. He was mean enough that the other cashier looked at me and walked off. Then when he payed with a debit card and signed his reciept, he added a five dollar tip on there. Made me sort of stop and think about things. It was such a sweet and sour interaction.....then he came back up to ask me for a to go box and was incredibly nice. Makes me wonder what on earth is going on in his world that he was mean in the beginning. I wonder that about most people that behave in an ugly or angry way.
My Bestie is keeping busy taking care of her business in preparation for her big move to Texas. Don't know yet when the move will be, but she made me laugh yesterday when she said "I have LISTS!!" Going to be a major blessing once she is here. Hopefully the weather will be decent whenever she is finally ready and I fly out and we drive back.
Mister Wonderful left the dogs without food for two days because he "was broke". Once I found that out I of course picked some up for them immediately. He sure wasn't too broke to buy beer and Pizza Hut every night I was working. He also still refuses to pay his fair half of the mortgage. When I approach him about it, he says "Sell the fucking thing!!". No can do dude. My plan is to keep the fucking thing and kick your sorry ass out of it the second I can replace your piss ant $600.00 you 'usually' give me towards the entire households expenses, including the mortgage. Fucktard. That day is arriving ever so much sooner than I thought it was going to...........
This morning I didn't even realize it was Friday. When a friend of mine emailed me and said TGIF I laughed and told her I didn't remember it was Friday. She says "OMG, how can you EVER forget it's FRIDAY???!!! WTF is WRONG with you???!!!" I explained to her that sheer exhaustion can tend to leave you unaware of what day it is, every day runs into the next. Every morning as soon as I open my eyes, I take inventory and figure out what day it is and where I need to be. It is what it is. And when you work all weekend, what the fuck difference does it make if it's Friday??
I know one thing though, I'm majorly pissed off that I have to miss yet ANOTHER soiree I've been invited to. I'm trying really hard to keep a super good outlook and attitude over the next 5 months, keep my head down and work and not spend a penny anywhere I don't absolutely have to, but man, it chaps my ass to have to miss all the fun stuff. I know it's just a means to an end, and it's not forever though, so I'll shut my whiney yapper now.
So instead, I will spend the day with the Papooses and my friends, clipping horses and getting them ready for the show, then go home and get cleaned up and head out to Job #2. Have a little fun with my babies and my friends, then go make some money. Can't complain about that, now can I? :-)
The Real Deal should be signing his lease on his very nice new little place today. So incredibly happy for him!!
Coasters are really cool little things, and I've always bought cute ones that match whatever decor my house has going on at the moment, but I can't get anyone in my family to actually USE them.
OH!! It was hilarious the other day. I'm running home before heading out to Job #2 and I see an armadillo meandering across 730. I immediately slow down and try to lead him, figure out what evasive maneuvers I need to do so he doesn't tear my front spoiler off like his long lost cousin did that one time. There were numerous cars heading both directions on 730 when he decided to make his little trek. Thank goodness this was just coming out of Boyd, heading towards Azle when it happened, everyone was going a little slower than they would have been otherwise. Every single vehicle on the road, probably about 15 or so, made sure to go around the little fella. It was so neat. It was funny though, when I looked in my rear view mirror after passing him....it looked like all those cars were skiers on a slalom. Going every which way all over the road trying to keep from killing him. Made me laugh. He never veered or swerved, just kept on keeping on his merry little way. I swear he was whistling a tune as he cruised........................
I think I have a new home for Psycho Nekkid JayBird. We will see tomorrow. Someone who is home all day and can give her oodles of attention. Fingers crossed.
Did I mention that LabPup Milo ate Papoose #1's new glasses the last time she was home?? Can't remember if I did. But yeah. Ummm. He did.
Is it possible to replace the shock system in the jalopy to get a little bit smoother ride, without giving up the way it handles?? Anyone??? Damn low pro tires, need a kidney belt to drive on Wise County roads since I got the new ones. Oy.
Back to work with me.
Pet a cat or something today, enjoy life.
We don't HAVE to, we GET to, right Corner?
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Mechanics, Besties and New Homes
So busy over here. Wow. So much going on. I distinctly remember a time in my life when it was work, grocery store, home, cook dinner etc, read, bed. Why am I busier now that I'm older than I was when I had young children??? haha
Looking like my Bestie will be moving out here sooner than planned. That would be absolutely fanfreakingtastic!!! We are just working on getting the details worked out for her with all her personal business. Then I hop a plane and go drive her back here!!!!!!
Jar, why does my blog make you need Paxil??? You being an ass to me?? Should I get pissed at you? Let me know, and I'll adjust my attitude accordingly. *narf*
The Real Deal has found him a really nice place to rent. Now I will have TWO homes :-) Super cool.
I keep forgetting how far into 2011 we are. I really do. I'm shocked every time I realize it's almost Halloween. I get to where I keep my head down working and getting through the day to day, and I lose track. Of course, working so much has me to where every single morning the second I wake up, I take inventory of what day it is and where I need to be. It makes me giggle every morning.
Heading to the taco shack today. And man am I ever starving. Haven't gone out to lunch in forever, for one reason or another. Looking forward to it today!!
Had last night off from Job #2. Got the oil changed in the jalopy. On the way down to my appointment to do that, the traction control light and the brake light came on. I was like OMG what is wrong with you, jalopy????? The radiator light had been coming on the past couple weeks too, but not since I added a teeny bit of coolant to it. Plus, the windshield wiper fluid thingie hadn't been working since they replaced a turn signal bulb in it some time ago for me. Something about the headlamp squirter hose thingie. So I sat in the waiting room reading People mags and imagining all the horrific things they were going to tell me was wrong with my car and how much it would cost. I sat there obsessing about how I don't have the money to fix it, but I need the car to get to the jobs to make the money so OMG whatever will I do. Think think think, we can figure this out, just think it through, Squaw...................................
An hour and a half later, they drop the lift and he comes back into the office and says "Well, you are going to be upset with me....." OH.SHIT. Why, I ask him. "Because your car takes 7 quarts of oil so I had to charge you for 2 extra quarts of oil" Holy hell man!!! I know the damn thing takes 7 quarts of oil, could have told you that!!!! Now whats the verdict???? Is he gonna live????? Whats wrong with my jalopy??????? He says "Well, we went over every bit of the cooling system to check if you had any leaks and there aren't any. We also checked absolutely everything on your brake system and it's perfectly fine, just a little low on brake fluid so we added some. Your pads look great btw, still at like 90%, so you are good for a long while on those. And we checked everything out on the wiper fluid issue and think we have it resolved, if not call us and we will get it back in here and see what the matter is"
I was like "Ok, whats the skinny......shit NEVER goes that smoothly for me. Whats up?? Are you in on the whole hitman thing with Mister Wonderful?? Come on, spill it buddy!!!!!!!!"
Nope. That was it. Just a simple oil change. (Mobile 1 synthetic, high mileage, 7 quarts). Nothing else was wrong!!! Plus, they did an hour and a half worth of checking and searching and filling brake fluid and washer fluid and didn't charge me an extra dime for it. I <3 them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Went to the taco shack with ma homies. Yummy. Sure wish we followed the old siesta rule around these parts.
I'm getting back to work. Have some phone work to do. Good times, love collecting money. Wheeee!!!
Take care, all.
Looking like my Bestie will be moving out here sooner than planned. That would be absolutely fanfreakingtastic!!! We are just working on getting the details worked out for her with all her personal business. Then I hop a plane and go drive her back here!!!!!!
Jar, why does my blog make you need Paxil??? You being an ass to me?? Should I get pissed at you? Let me know, and I'll adjust my attitude accordingly. *narf*
The Real Deal has found him a really nice place to rent. Now I will have TWO homes :-) Super cool.
I keep forgetting how far into 2011 we are. I really do. I'm shocked every time I realize it's almost Halloween. I get to where I keep my head down working and getting through the day to day, and I lose track. Of course, working so much has me to where every single morning the second I wake up, I take inventory of what day it is and where I need to be. It makes me giggle every morning.
Heading to the taco shack today. And man am I ever starving. Haven't gone out to lunch in forever, for one reason or another. Looking forward to it today!!
Had last night off from Job #2. Got the oil changed in the jalopy. On the way down to my appointment to do that, the traction control light and the brake light came on. I was like OMG what is wrong with you, jalopy????? The radiator light had been coming on the past couple weeks too, but not since I added a teeny bit of coolant to it. Plus, the windshield wiper fluid thingie hadn't been working since they replaced a turn signal bulb in it some time ago for me. Something about the headlamp squirter hose thingie. So I sat in the waiting room reading People mags and imagining all the horrific things they were going to tell me was wrong with my car and how much it would cost. I sat there obsessing about how I don't have the money to fix it, but I need the car to get to the jobs to make the money so OMG whatever will I do. Think think think, we can figure this out, just think it through, Squaw...................................
An hour and a half later, they drop the lift and he comes back into the office and says "Well, you are going to be upset with me....." OH.SHIT. Why, I ask him. "Because your car takes 7 quarts of oil so I had to charge you for 2 extra quarts of oil" Holy hell man!!! I know the damn thing takes 7 quarts of oil, could have told you that!!!! Now whats the verdict???? Is he gonna live????? Whats wrong with my jalopy??????? He says "Well, we went over every bit of the cooling system to check if you had any leaks and there aren't any. We also checked absolutely everything on your brake system and it's perfectly fine, just a little low on brake fluid so we added some. Your pads look great btw, still at like 90%, so you are good for a long while on those. And we checked everything out on the wiper fluid issue and think we have it resolved, if not call us and we will get it back in here and see what the matter is"
I was like "Ok, whats the skinny......shit NEVER goes that smoothly for me. Whats up?? Are you in on the whole hitman thing with Mister Wonderful?? Come on, spill it buddy!!!!!!!!"
Nope. That was it. Just a simple oil change. (Mobile 1 synthetic, high mileage, 7 quarts). Nothing else was wrong!!! Plus, they did an hour and a half worth of checking and searching and filling brake fluid and washer fluid and didn't charge me an extra dime for it. I <3 them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Went to the taco shack with ma homies. Yummy. Sure wish we followed the old siesta rule around these parts.
I'm getting back to work. Have some phone work to do. Good times, love collecting money. Wheeee!!!
Take care, all.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Mister Wonderful Has Hired a Hit Man
This place is chaos. The phones are fucked up again and everyone turns it into another reason for drama and stupid head games against each other. I finally lost it and ripped into the boss and the payroll wench. Bleh. Get outta my office assholes.
Also got into it with Jughead, payroll wenches son yesterday morning, first thing. Happy Monday. I had brought some breakfast tacos for everyone to share, and I'll be damned if I didn't walk past the kitchen and see JH with the entire BAG ripped open and out on the table like some kind of redneck place mat, going to town stuffing his face with ALL of the food I brought. Thank goodness I'd told the other office chick to go grab her one right before that! Anyhow, lets just say, the shit hit the fan and the fan was on high. I lost it. I raised my voice to payroll wench saying 'IS HE IN THERE EATING ALL THE FOOD I BROUGHT FOR EVERYONE TO SHARE??? IS HE REALLY DOING THAT?????? HE NEEDS TO KNOW THAT EVERYONE HERE IS NOT HIS MOTHER AND NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR FEEDING HIS FUCKED UP ASS AND HE NEEDS TO ASK FIRST AND WE ARE ALL SICK AND DAMN TIRED OF HIS BULLSHIT AND HAVING TO HIDE OUR FOOD AND PUT UP WITH THIS SHIT!!!!! Made sure JH overheard it. He gets up cussing and stomping around saying WELL IT WAS SITTING RIGHT THERE WHERE MOM ALWAYS LEAVES MY BREAKFAST AND SHE SAID THAT ANYTHING I THERE IS ALL MINE!!!! I'm like SERIOUSLY??????????????????????? Payroll Wench keeps trying to hug me and apologize and I was like no way, it's not just this, this is just the straw thatbroke fucked up the camel.....so pissed I can't even cuss straight!! heehee
He also lost the company camera for a couple of weeks and tried blaming it on the other office girl.
He also locked the keys inside a customers truck and we had to pay a locksmith to come get them out. He tried to say that somebody else HAD to have come by and locked them in there, because there was NO WAY he did it. Dude, you just drove the truck into the MIDDLE of the yard, got out and walked into the office, went back out and the fucker was like fort knox. IT WAS YOU, JUGHEAD!!! He's running around saying "Did anyone walk by here??? Did you see anyone walk by here at all??? Someone locked the keys in that truck!!!!" Fucking wingnut!
I think Mister Wonderful has a hit out on me. All of his crazy fucking family from back east, even ones I've never met in my life, keep trying to friend me on Facebook lately. MW ditched his FB page months ago, after he got a bunch of his women pissed off and cat fighting on there over him. He recently created a new page and didn't tell me, which is fine by me. What's funny is, he is friending a bunch of people I'm friends with, so of course it pops up on my page. I giggle every time that happens, he has no clue how I found out he has a new fb page. Retard. Anyhow, the whole crazy ass family trying to friend me, someone new every damn day, has me concerned. Plus, when I say something to him about any of it, he says things like "Why, whatever would make you think that, honey?" or "Beautiful wife of mine, I could never dream of doing such a thing to you" MW does NOT talk like that. Well, not to me, maybe to his ho bags, but not to me. If I disappear guys, please let the police know he is a suspect.
The Real Deal is sick. Don't know what is wrong with him. Found him a doc to see, they put him on stomach meds for his tummy issues, and Paxil for his anxiety problems with all he has going on. Did blood work and took urine samples. Never bothered to call him with results, so I rode his ass till he finally called them today. His glucose and creatinine levels are well below the acceptable limits, for one thing. And they don't give him an appointment to see the doc to go over his results or to do a better physical till late in NOVEMBER??? What the hell???? He already has ongoing health issues, which he voiced his concerns about to the doc when they met a few weeks ago, and they still don't have any sense of urgency or give a shit to get him in there and get to figuring things out and fixing it??? Really?? I'm so pissed off right now I can't see straight. I've never in my life lived anywhere it was so hard to find a decent doctor. Took me years to find one for my kids after moving here that would actually listen and DO something about issues, and now trying to find one for TRD. I'm disgusted. He has Blue Cross if anyone has a really phenomenal doctor they could refer please. Fuck.
James Earl has gone to live with the other office chick, the one that already has his brother. He is incredibly loved and spoiled and happy. I miss him like crazy but am so happy they love him and have time for him that I just don't have right now.
Psycho Nekkid JayBird is still psycho and nekkid. But she really loves her some music. Tries to sing along and dances and does the Stevie Wonder. Hilarious.
I finally have all of my hours back. I'm at it every day and night of the week and the two jobs, except for Wednesday nights. This is a relief. I need the money. This is gonna be a piece of cake, getting this mortgage repayment thing done. No problem.
MW refuses to help. Fuck him.
My dear friend from forever is moving out here and in with us. I want her here sooner rather than later. She has stuff to attend to before she can come out. It can't be soon enough. She is my heart sister and I love her and love looking forward to getting her here.
Papoose #1 came home this past weekend. I got to cook her dinner and visit her Friday night, then she was busy with friends Saturday, then Papoose #2 and I had to work Sunday and she had to get home before we got back. It was still a seriously wonderful visit with her. I miss her so much.
Papoose #1 called me yesterday, nearly in tears. She's been having a really rough time of it lately. Then yesterday she's on the phone with one of her residents and she sneezed so hard, her phone slipped out of her hand and shot across the room, shattering the screen on impact. This happened in front of a couple hundred other kids. Poor Poose. So now she's broke and can't pay the 100.00 deductible to replace it, and I sure as shootin don't have it to give her. Am I a bad mom because I couldn't help but giggle as she was telling me the story??? Really?? You sneezed your phone into a gazillion pieces?? Poor kid. We will figure it out. One of her friends has an older phone she's letting her use till we get a game plan.
I think life is a wonderful adventure. I wouldn't trade any of it for the world.
Also got into it with Jughead, payroll wenches son yesterday morning, first thing. Happy Monday. I had brought some breakfast tacos for everyone to share, and I'll be damned if I didn't walk past the kitchen and see JH with the entire BAG ripped open and out on the table like some kind of redneck place mat, going to town stuffing his face with ALL of the food I brought. Thank goodness I'd told the other office chick to go grab her one right before that! Anyhow, lets just say, the shit hit the fan and the fan was on high. I lost it. I raised my voice to payroll wench saying 'IS HE IN THERE EATING ALL THE FOOD I BROUGHT FOR EVERYONE TO SHARE??? IS HE REALLY DOING THAT?????? HE NEEDS TO KNOW THAT EVERYONE HERE IS NOT HIS MOTHER AND NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR FEEDING HIS FUCKED UP ASS AND HE NEEDS TO ASK FIRST AND WE ARE ALL SICK AND DAMN TIRED OF HIS BULLSHIT AND HAVING TO HIDE OUR FOOD AND PUT UP WITH THIS SHIT!!!!! Made sure JH overheard it. He gets up cussing and stomping around saying WELL IT WAS SITTING RIGHT THERE WHERE MOM ALWAYS LEAVES MY BREAKFAST AND SHE SAID THAT ANYTHING I THERE IS ALL MINE!!!! I'm like SERIOUSLY??????????????????????? Payroll Wench keeps trying to hug me and apologize and I was like no way, it's not just this, this is just the straw that
He also lost the company camera for a couple of weeks and tried blaming it on the other office girl.
He also locked the keys inside a customers truck and we had to pay a locksmith to come get them out. He tried to say that somebody else HAD to have come by and locked them in there, because there was NO WAY he did it. Dude, you just drove the truck into the MIDDLE of the yard, got out and walked into the office, went back out and the fucker was like fort knox. IT WAS YOU, JUGHEAD!!! He's running around saying "Did anyone walk by here??? Did you see anyone walk by here at all??? Someone locked the keys in that truck!!!!" Fucking wingnut!
I think Mister Wonderful has a hit out on me. All of his crazy fucking family from back east, even ones I've never met in my life, keep trying to friend me on Facebook lately. MW ditched his FB page months ago, after he got a bunch of his women pissed off and cat fighting on there over him. He recently created a new page and didn't tell me, which is fine by me. What's funny is, he is friending a bunch of people I'm friends with, so of course it pops up on my page. I giggle every time that happens, he has no clue how I found out he has a new fb page. Retard. Anyhow, the whole crazy ass family trying to friend me, someone new every damn day, has me concerned. Plus, when I say something to him about any of it, he says things like "Why, whatever would make you think that, honey?" or "Beautiful wife of mine, I could never dream of doing such a thing to you" MW does NOT talk like that. Well, not to me, maybe to his ho bags, but not to me. If I disappear guys, please let the police know he is a suspect.
The Real Deal is sick. Don't know what is wrong with him. Found him a doc to see, they put him on stomach meds for his tummy issues, and Paxil for his anxiety problems with all he has going on. Did blood work and took urine samples. Never bothered to call him with results, so I rode his ass till he finally called them today. His glucose and creatinine levels are well below the acceptable limits, for one thing. And they don't give him an appointment to see the doc to go over his results or to do a better physical till late in NOVEMBER??? What the hell???? He already has ongoing health issues, which he voiced his concerns about to the doc when they met a few weeks ago, and they still don't have any sense of urgency or give a shit to get him in there and get to figuring things out and fixing it??? Really?? I'm so pissed off right now I can't see straight. I've never in my life lived anywhere it was so hard to find a decent doctor. Took me years to find one for my kids after moving here that would actually listen and DO something about issues, and now trying to find one for TRD. I'm disgusted. He has Blue Cross if anyone has a really phenomenal doctor they could refer please. Fuck.
James Earl has gone to live with the other office chick, the one that already has his brother. He is incredibly loved and spoiled and happy. I miss him like crazy but am so happy they love him and have time for him that I just don't have right now.
Psycho Nekkid JayBird is still psycho and nekkid. But she really loves her some music. Tries to sing along and dances and does the Stevie Wonder. Hilarious.
I finally have all of my hours back. I'm at it every day and night of the week and the two jobs, except for Wednesday nights. This is a relief. I need the money. This is gonna be a piece of cake, getting this mortgage repayment thing done. No problem.
MW refuses to help. Fuck him.
My dear friend from forever is moving out here and in with us. I want her here sooner rather than later. She has stuff to attend to before she can come out. It can't be soon enough. She is my heart sister and I love her and love looking forward to getting her here.
Papoose #1 came home this past weekend. I got to cook her dinner and visit her Friday night, then she was busy with friends Saturday, then Papoose #2 and I had to work Sunday and she had to get home before we got back. It was still a seriously wonderful visit with her. I miss her so much.
Papoose #1 called me yesterday, nearly in tears. She's been having a really rough time of it lately. Then yesterday she's on the phone with one of her residents and she sneezed so hard, her phone slipped out of her hand and shot across the room, shattering the screen on impact. This happened in front of a couple hundred other kids. Poor Poose. So now she's broke and can't pay the 100.00 deductible to replace it, and I sure as shootin don't have it to give her. Am I a bad mom because I couldn't help but giggle as she was telling me the story??? Really?? You sneezed your phone into a gazillion pieces?? Poor kid. We will figure it out. One of her friends has an older phone she's letting her use till we get a game plan.
I think life is a wonderful adventure. I wouldn't trade any of it for the world.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Hey, The Rangers Lost
Oh man, this is hilarious!!! Jessica Alba is suing this company for using her likeness and fake celebrity customer testimony on their site. People are paying big money for these things. Umm, yeah, we use them too. All it is is a section of neoprene with velcro on the ends!!!!! We use these things to sweat horses necks to TEMPORARILY tighten them up for shows. Freaking hilarious!!! Women are paying 60.00 and up for these things and we pay, ahem, way less for the exact same thing. Hey, girls, I've got some Belly Bandits for you, discount pricing too!!! Hahahhaahaha, oh man, gave me a giggle for the day.....
Mister Wonderful made sure to wake me up again this morning. Such a peach. Haha.
LabPup Milo is on day 3 of free rein in my bedroom and master bath area. So far for the first couple of days he hasn't bothered anything, so fingers crossed this continues. He IS an 18 month old lab, after all. Labs don't get out of the puppy stage for about three years.....
I am off from Job #2 today. I'm on the fence as to whether I hope it keeps raining and stays muddy so I don't have to go work horses at the farm and can stay home and make the parmesan crusted chicken breasts I'm craving, or hoping it dries up enough to get to the farm.......
I'm REALLY sick and tired of my boss being in a shitty mood every day. He's currently in the kitchen throwing things around.
Someday I won't have to do the ol nine to fiver, someday.....
I watched a lady flirting her ass off with The Real Deal last night. It was quite intriguing. There is something about that man that everyone is just drawn to. I can't explain what it is. Boy did we all give him three kinds of hell about it.
I do believe TRD is starting to feel a little bit better, after his doctors visit and the meds the doc has started him on. Last night right as I got there he had asked on of his long time friends, who is one of our cooks now, to please hold the roster for a minute while he went to get a piece of tape to tape it up with. So he has this poor guy standing there, holding the roster up on the cooler door, waiting for him to come back with tape. Idk how long he'd been standing there, but when I walk in I see TRD sitting on a stool in the front of the store watching tv and laughing his ass off, and all the other cooks in the kitchen were laughing their asses off too. I look thru the kitchen door and see this guy standing there looking like he's trying to keep the cooler from tipping over with one hand, madly texting with the other, saying "my God, where IS he????" I was like omg man, he must be messing with you!!!! It was pretty funny tho. Oh, and by the end of the evening, the roster was posted using band aids to hold it.
I had my ass royally ripped by a deaf/mute woman. She was an absolute troll, one of those people with a permanent scowl on her face. One of the people you can tell walk out of the house looking for reasons to be an asshole every day. The nicer I was to her, the meaner she got, till she got so frustrated, she first threw a bunch of paper towels at me, then my pen, then her bowl. It was like something out of a movie. I was incredibly entertained, while all the guys I work with were quite traumatized. That woman was MEAN. The whole problem started when she elbowed her way through some customers that were standing there ordering in order to vehemently motion the cashier that had taken her order over to her table. I told him to continue with his current customer, and I went over to assist her. She grabbed my pen out of my hand and wrote on the back of her receipt how awful her dinner was, and that she was disgusted. She had eaten EVERYTHING on her plate. So I nicely asked her what she would like instead, she told me, then threw the paper towels at me. I went and ordered her up another whole dinner. Took it back to her table. She threw the pen at me and violently motioned me away. I went back later to check on her and she grabbed my pen again and wrote on a paper towel how awful it was and how she was never eating there again. She had eaten ALL of it again. People, our portions are NOT SMALL. This little troll woman had put down some SERIOUS food. She throws my pen at me again, then picks up her bowl and hurls it at me. Gets up, grabs her drink, stomps over to the trash can and slings it in there. Walks towards the door, knocking into other customers who looked at her like she was an alien. Phone rings, I answer, taking a phone order. Next thing I know, troll woman is standing in front of me banging on the counter top in front of me. I ignore her and continue to take the order. She picks up some to go menus and flings them at me. I finish the order and look up and she is wildly gesturing and gutterally telling me that some ASS (yes, I could make out ASS) threw her DAMN drink away!!!!!! I just looked at her and started giggling. I couldn't help it. I'm sorry, even as a kid, I NEVER have EVER made fun of ANYONE in a mean way, but you try dealing with a crazy deaf/mute bottomless pit troll woman and not lose it. I double dog dare ya.
Bless her heart.
Also had an older very well off woman that fell in lust with one of my cashiers. She was having herself a little toot of Chardonnay. Or two. Or six. (Yes, I made sure her sober friend was driving her home). Anyhow, this gal was hysterical with her antics trying to get this guys attention. She was doing everything but putting bills in his g string, trying to get him to go home with her. I finally told her "Honey, I know he is one big hunk of handsome, too bad he is as gay as the day is long. You are batting your lashes at from the wrong bench sweetie" It was priceless. He is not gay, by the way. I told him what I told her, and later on when nobody else was out on the patio, he went out to check the area and when they asked to use his lighter he made sure afterwards, as he was walking away, to say "Now you gurrrrrrrrrls have a FAB evening!!" in his silliest voice, and sashayed his way back inside. Prime time priceless!!
Speaking of gay, there are two of the neatest customers that I am going to miss tremendously when I'm sent back to Euless full time. They are the neatest guys and I've become quite attached to them. Dang it all.
I've blah blah blahed enough at you for the day. Thanks for tuning in.
Stop and appreciate something small today, all.
Mister Wonderful made sure to wake me up again this morning. Such a peach. Haha.
LabPup Milo is on day 3 of free rein in my bedroom and master bath area. So far for the first couple of days he hasn't bothered anything, so fingers crossed this continues. He IS an 18 month old lab, after all. Labs don't get out of the puppy stage for about three years.....
I am off from Job #2 today. I'm on the fence as to whether I hope it keeps raining and stays muddy so I don't have to go work horses at the farm and can stay home and make the parmesan crusted chicken breasts I'm craving, or hoping it dries up enough to get to the farm.......
I'm REALLY sick and tired of my boss being in a shitty mood every day. He's currently in the kitchen throwing things around.
Someday I won't have to do the ol nine to fiver, someday.....
I watched a lady flirting her ass off with The Real Deal last night. It was quite intriguing. There is something about that man that everyone is just drawn to. I can't explain what it is. Boy did we all give him three kinds of hell about it.
I do believe TRD is starting to feel a little bit better, after his doctors visit and the meds the doc has started him on. Last night right as I got there he had asked on of his long time friends, who is one of our cooks now, to please hold the roster for a minute while he went to get a piece of tape to tape it up with. So he has this poor guy standing there, holding the roster up on the cooler door, waiting for him to come back with tape. Idk how long he'd been standing there, but when I walk in I see TRD sitting on a stool in the front of the store watching tv and laughing his ass off, and all the other cooks in the kitchen were laughing their asses off too. I look thru the kitchen door and see this guy standing there looking like he's trying to keep the cooler from tipping over with one hand, madly texting with the other, saying "my God, where IS he????" I was like omg man, he must be messing with you!!!! It was pretty funny tho. Oh, and by the end of the evening, the roster was posted using band aids to hold it.
I had my ass royally ripped by a deaf/mute woman. She was an absolute troll, one of those people with a permanent scowl on her face. One of the people you can tell walk out of the house looking for reasons to be an asshole every day. The nicer I was to her, the meaner she got, till she got so frustrated, she first threw a bunch of paper towels at me, then my pen, then her bowl. It was like something out of a movie. I was incredibly entertained, while all the guys I work with were quite traumatized. That woman was MEAN. The whole problem started when she elbowed her way through some customers that were standing there ordering in order to vehemently motion the cashier that had taken her order over to her table. I told him to continue with his current customer, and I went over to assist her. She grabbed my pen out of my hand and wrote on the back of her receipt how awful her dinner was, and that she was disgusted. She had eaten EVERYTHING on her plate. So I nicely asked her what she would like instead, she told me, then threw the paper towels at me. I went and ordered her up another whole dinner. Took it back to her table. She threw the pen at me and violently motioned me away. I went back later to check on her and she grabbed my pen again and wrote on a paper towel how awful it was and how she was never eating there again. She had eaten ALL of it again. People, our portions are NOT SMALL. This little troll woman had put down some SERIOUS food. She throws my pen at me again, then picks up her bowl and hurls it at me. Gets up, grabs her drink, stomps over to the trash can and slings it in there. Walks towards the door, knocking into other customers who looked at her like she was an alien. Phone rings, I answer, taking a phone order. Next thing I know, troll woman is standing in front of me banging on the counter top in front of me. I ignore her and continue to take the order. She picks up some to go menus and flings them at me. I finish the order and look up and she is wildly gesturing and gutterally telling me that some ASS (yes, I could make out ASS) threw her DAMN drink away!!!!!! I just looked at her and started giggling. I couldn't help it. I'm sorry, even as a kid, I NEVER have EVER made fun of ANYONE in a mean way, but you try dealing with a crazy deaf/mute bottomless pit troll woman and not lose it. I double dog dare ya.
Bless her heart.
Also had an older very well off woman that fell in lust with one of my cashiers. She was having herself a little toot of Chardonnay. Or two. Or six. (Yes, I made sure her sober friend was driving her home). Anyhow, this gal was hysterical with her antics trying to get this guys attention. She was doing everything but putting bills in his g string, trying to get him to go home with her. I finally told her "Honey, I know he is one big hunk of handsome, too bad he is as gay as the day is long. You are batting your lashes at from the wrong bench sweetie" It was priceless. He is not gay, by the way. I told him what I told her, and later on when nobody else was out on the patio, he went out to check the area and when they asked to use his lighter he made sure afterwards, as he was walking away, to say "Now you gurrrrrrrrrls have a FAB evening!!" in his silliest voice, and sashayed his way back inside. Prime time priceless!!
Speaking of gay, there are two of the neatest customers that I am going to miss tremendously when I'm sent back to Euless full time. They are the neatest guys and I've become quite attached to them. Dang it all.
I've blah blah blahed enough at you for the day. Thanks for tuning in.
Stop and appreciate something small today, all.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Who Woulda Thunk Not Giving A Shit Would Be Like Being Medicated???
We are out of Q-Tips, and I keep forgetting to buy more.
Yesterday was so crazy busy here at Job #1. It was also entertaining. Every single time we have a storm of any kind, and yes that means just some really heavy rain, something will go sideways with our phone system here. So, instead of making the worthless communications guy they refuse to cut free figure out WHY that happens, they just pay him to come in and fix everything every time. One born every minute, like they say. Anyhow, lately Boss Man here has decided he's "had enough!" and by God, he will figure the problem out himself and not pay that guy to come out all the time!!! Yes, that is where the entertainment factor comes in. Hahaha.
Needless to say, the telephone guy was out here after a couple of hours of goofy keystone cops entertainment by Boss Man and Idiot Boy the Payroll Wenches son. Good times.
So, I really can't explain how liberating and calming it feels to finally be ok with not trying to make Mister Wonderful happy, and refusing to play his shitty games and ride his emotional roller coaster. I've had an amazing five days. My stress level has dropped astronomically. Himself doesn't know what to do. He was going to "show me" and never showed up at home Friday night. Papoose #2 and I went to the farm right after I got off Job #1 and worked and trained horses for the show and had a blast. When we pulled into our driveway around 9 or so that night, I felt nothing but relief that his car wasn't there. Never heard from him all night. He was really showing me. I made Papoose #2 and I a yummy dinner and then we read a book together. Wow, it was just AWFUL!! Haha.
Evidently, some time around 5 in the morning, he was beating on Papoose #2's window to be let in the house. Drunk off his ass, he slept until 1pm Saturday afternoon. Then he did his usual weekend thing, played video games and watched tv.
I did a huge cleaning on my house Saturday, since I had the day off. It was awesome. Got all my laundry done and cleaned that place top to bottom. Well, I didn't get to steam the floors, ran outta steam before I got that done, so to speak. Haha.
Anyhow, I wasn't giving MW the silent treatment at all. I just didn't have a single thing I wanted to say to him. As a matter of fact, I haven't had a single thing I really wanted to say to him for YEARS now, I just always forced myself to be polite and sweet and thoughtful and, ME. I don't have to do that anymore. It was so nice to just do my thing.
Well, by Monday morning I'm woke up by MW kissing me on the head and saying to himself "it's a new week". I pretended to be asleep. Then I get a text later "It's a new week. You did a great job on the house, thank you. Hope you enjoy the coffee" Dude, grab some Prozac, it's not going to work this time. I'm not all about "keeping the peace" anymore. Not if keeping the peace means I roll with your roller coaster of emotions and melt downs. I've unstrapped the harness and stepped off that ride. Sorry man.
Now he keeps texting and trying to be nice. I am ever so thankful I'm working so much. It keeps me from being forced to deal with him. I don't have to make the choice to piss him off by not letting him schmooze over the fact that he is and always will be an infantile narcissist.
I've come to the decision that as I grow older, I'm totally giving in to my inner Ouiser. I'm gonna wear whatever I want, even if it's not age appropriate, have my pets and say whatever the hell is on my mind. I may even wear the funny hats, although I'm terrible for forgetting I've got a hat on and knocking the hell out of myself, so the jury is still out on that one. I sincerely doubt I will ever be the quiet sweet lil ol lady. I'm way too obnoxious for that.
Adding another work day to my Job #2 schedule. Not going to make enough money for the mortgage and everything otherwise. It'll be good though. Going to add Friday night. I can get 6 more hours in, and still keep Saturdays off like I've done the past few weeks, so I have a whole day off each week. Sweet!!!
I have a system for my mornings. I have a lot to do in the mornings, but it goes very smoothly because I have a system. This morning, for some reason, I had to spend 15 minutes tracking down the food bowls and food scoopers just so I could feed all of the animals. I did not appreciate that. If everything is where it belongs, I have the animals all taken care of in less than 10 minutes. Why, for instance, would I find Milo's food dish in Papoose #1's bedroom, his water bucket in the horse pen, the little dogs water bowl on the dining room table, the cats water bowl by the bird cage, and one of the little dogs food bowls totally disappeared? It was like a Twilight Zone episode or something.
Also, I have asked MW repeatedly to make a decent dog area for the little dogs. I was already running late because of hunting down all the tools I need to do my normal morning routine, then I open the front door (because Lilly has taught all of them to never stay in the backyard anymore) to let the little dogs in and all three of them are in the middle of the road out there with the big black and white dog that belongs to the kid down the street. Thats the same dog that goes around dumping everyones trash cans and crapping all over the place. Lilly was the only one that would come to me, because Herman didn't want to mind me and James Earl only does what Herman does. I called and called and Herman refused to come into the yard. I got Lilly in the house with Milo and walked out to the road to try and get the other two, just in time to have a man nearly hit ME swerving into our driveway trying not to hit Herman. I apologized and thanked him for trying to miss the dog and picked Herman up and carried him in. James Earl refused to follow, so after going in and locking Lilly and Herman up, I went back out and finally got James Earl to stop running around long enough to catch him.
When I got back into the house, I had a text from Papoose #2 asking me to please drop some lunch money off at the office for her.
I was late to work. I was also ticked off at MW's irresponsible lazy ass.
I emailed him about it.
His response?? A text that said "damn that would of been a long text. you write so good, very pretty"
And the beat goes on......................................
Yesterday was so crazy busy here at Job #1. It was also entertaining. Every single time we have a storm of any kind, and yes that means just some really heavy rain, something will go sideways with our phone system here. So, instead of making the worthless communications guy they refuse to cut free figure out WHY that happens, they just pay him to come in and fix everything every time. One born every minute, like they say. Anyhow, lately Boss Man here has decided he's "had enough!" and by God, he will figure the problem out himself and not pay that guy to come out all the time!!! Yes, that is where the entertainment factor comes in. Hahaha.
Needless to say, the telephone guy was out here after a couple of hours of goofy keystone cops entertainment by Boss Man and Idiot Boy the Payroll Wenches son. Good times.
So, I really can't explain how liberating and calming it feels to finally be ok with not trying to make Mister Wonderful happy, and refusing to play his shitty games and ride his emotional roller coaster. I've had an amazing five days. My stress level has dropped astronomically. Himself doesn't know what to do. He was going to "show me" and never showed up at home Friday night. Papoose #2 and I went to the farm right after I got off Job #1 and worked and trained horses for the show and had a blast. When we pulled into our driveway around 9 or so that night, I felt nothing but relief that his car wasn't there. Never heard from him all night. He was really showing me. I made Papoose #2 and I a yummy dinner and then we read a book together. Wow, it was just AWFUL!! Haha.
Evidently, some time around 5 in the morning, he was beating on Papoose #2's window to be let in the house. Drunk off his ass, he slept until 1pm Saturday afternoon. Then he did his usual weekend thing, played video games and watched tv.
I did a huge cleaning on my house Saturday, since I had the day off. It was awesome. Got all my laundry done and cleaned that place top to bottom. Well, I didn't get to steam the floors, ran outta steam before I got that done, so to speak. Haha.
Anyhow, I wasn't giving MW the silent treatment at all. I just didn't have a single thing I wanted to say to him. As a matter of fact, I haven't had a single thing I really wanted to say to him for YEARS now, I just always forced myself to be polite and sweet and thoughtful and, ME. I don't have to do that anymore. It was so nice to just do my thing.
Well, by Monday morning I'm woke up by MW kissing me on the head and saying to himself "it's a new week". I pretended to be asleep. Then I get a text later "It's a new week. You did a great job on the house, thank you. Hope you enjoy the coffee" Dude, grab some Prozac, it's not going to work this time. I'm not all about "keeping the peace" anymore. Not if keeping the peace means I roll with your roller coaster of emotions and melt downs. I've unstrapped the harness and stepped off that ride. Sorry man.
Now he keeps texting and trying to be nice. I am ever so thankful I'm working so much. It keeps me from being forced to deal with him. I don't have to make the choice to piss him off by not letting him schmooze over the fact that he is and always will be an infantile narcissist.
I've come to the decision that as I grow older, I'm totally giving in to my inner Ouiser. I'm gonna wear whatever I want, even if it's not age appropriate, have my pets and say whatever the hell is on my mind. I may even wear the funny hats, although I'm terrible for forgetting I've got a hat on and knocking the hell out of myself, so the jury is still out on that one. I sincerely doubt I will ever be the quiet sweet lil ol lady. I'm way too obnoxious for that.
Adding another work day to my Job #2 schedule. Not going to make enough money for the mortgage and everything otherwise. It'll be good though. Going to add Friday night. I can get 6 more hours in, and still keep Saturdays off like I've done the past few weeks, so I have a whole day off each week. Sweet!!!
I have a system for my mornings. I have a lot to do in the mornings, but it goes very smoothly because I have a system. This morning, for some reason, I had to spend 15 minutes tracking down the food bowls and food scoopers just so I could feed all of the animals. I did not appreciate that. If everything is where it belongs, I have the animals all taken care of in less than 10 minutes. Why, for instance, would I find Milo's food dish in Papoose #1's bedroom, his water bucket in the horse pen, the little dogs water bowl on the dining room table, the cats water bowl by the bird cage, and one of the little dogs food bowls totally disappeared? It was like a Twilight Zone episode or something.
Also, I have asked MW repeatedly to make a decent dog area for the little dogs. I was already running late because of hunting down all the tools I need to do my normal morning routine, then I open the front door (because Lilly has taught all of them to never stay in the backyard anymore) to let the little dogs in and all three of them are in the middle of the road out there with the big black and white dog that belongs to the kid down the street. Thats the same dog that goes around dumping everyones trash cans and crapping all over the place. Lilly was the only one that would come to me, because Herman didn't want to mind me and James Earl only does what Herman does. I called and called and Herman refused to come into the yard. I got Lilly in the house with Milo and walked out to the road to try and get the other two, just in time to have a man nearly hit ME swerving into our driveway trying not to hit Herman. I apologized and thanked him for trying to miss the dog and picked Herman up and carried him in. James Earl refused to follow, so after going in and locking Lilly and Herman up, I went back out and finally got James Earl to stop running around long enough to catch him.
When I got back into the house, I had a text from Papoose #2 asking me to please drop some lunch money off at the office for her.
I was late to work. I was also ticked off at MW's irresponsible lazy ass.
I emailed him about it.
His response?? A text that said "damn that would of been a long text. you write so good, very pretty"
And the beat goes on......................................
Friday, October 7, 2011
Rumbling At The Teepee
So I had a doc appointment yesterday and had to leave work early. Now, I don't mind leaving work early when I have to, but man it pisses me off when I arrive on time to be seen, get left in the waiting room for an HOUR, then they take me back, take blood pressure weight and height (yeah, I seem to be shrinking, or their stick thingie is wrong) and park me in an exam room where they leave me for ANOTHER HOUR!!! Freaking seriously???? I could have stayed at work another TWO FUCKING HOURS? Assholes. I was so pissed off, it took me a good 10 minutes to calm down enough to even engage my brain in the conversation at hand once they sauntered into my exam room. Fucktards.
I had Wednesday evening off from Job #2. Went to the farm to see the two new horses my friends bought and for Papoose #2 to check on her horse and work with him a little bit. Made sure to get home early enough that we could make and eat dinner as a family. While Mister Wonderful and I are out checking the meat on the grill, we were chatting about the repayment situation on the house, and I was pointing out that we really need to buckle down for the next six months till the repayment thing is done, then we will be golden, etc. He was all sure thing yada yada and in a fine mood. I thought man it's nice when he is behaving nearly human, life is so much easier.
Then yesterday morning I get a text that says "I just dropped 290.00 on the electric bill" to which I responded "Great, thanks for taking care of that!" to which MW responded "Had no choice, it was about to be cut off AGAIN!" to which I responded "Well thank goodness you swooped in to save the day then!" And reminded him that it was the stupid electric companies billing issues that caused the last blackout. Now, let me say, HE was supposed to pay the electric bill to begin with. I am paying a double mortgage for the next 6 months, of which he is only paying the same amount as he did when we were paying the regular mortgage. He makes over twice as much as I do, and he has only ever given me 600.00 towards the mortgage. Now, when the mortgage is just over 2500.00, he still intends to only give me the 600.00. I've always paid the electric bill out of my money as well. I also used to pay the car insurance out of my money each month. Even for the year we were living apart and separated.
I made him take over the car insurance several months ago, and now that we need to "batten down the hatches" for the next 6 months to get everything straight, I asked him to help take some of the load off of me by paying the electric. He was all whatever when it was just talk, but once he had to actually use HIS money to pay the electric bill, he went ballistic. I mean, all I do is work. I'm rarely even AT the house. HE is the one with three huge flat screen tvs, an extra fridge in his man cave, several neon signs and shit in his man cave, and three different video game systems, one of which is playing online games pretty much at all times when he is home. He only works his one job, nothing in the evenings or on weekends. Even tho he SHOULD be a man and get a part time job or find ways to lower the expenses, he has always refused.
This man bought one of the flat screen giant tvs. This man RENTS two other ones from Aarons or somewhere. This man ALSO RENTS a couch recliner combo thing that he has in his man cave. He spends hundreds of dollars on toys he never uses and gets violently disgusted with our whole financial life that I have evidently single handedly ruined, according to him, just because he has to pay an electric bill for his family's home? Really?
So anyhow, having to spend his precious play money on the electric bill sent him into outer space. He's sick of all the bs bills "popping up" and sick and tired of our finances being in a shambles and fuck it lets just sell the fucking house, he's so sick of all of it.
So I said fine. YOU get the realtor and YOU go find somewhere to rent, because I'm fucking done as well. I told him I WILL NOT be his scape goat and his excuse and his person to blame for all of his miserable unhappiness anymore. No way. Not me. Not anymore.
He hasn't spoken to me since, which is super fine by me. After my doc appt last night I rolled by the Euless store and ended up getting put to work. Also fine by me. Got home a little after 11 last night and was in bed around 1230. Slept like a baby.
Today I don't work Job #2. Today after work at Job #1 I'm going by the store and purchasing a FOR SALE BY OWNER sign and posting it in my front yard. If I get any offers, great. But the main reason I'm doing it is for MW's benefit. I'm interested to see his reaction to his pissy ass ranting and threats actually being carried out. I could walk away from that house and everything in it and not look back. I'm THAT through. I would PREFER to keep the house at least till I get Papoose #2 graduated and off on her own path, but if that doesn't happen, I'm totally ok with that.
That miserable, selfish, irresponsible, spoiled little prick means absolutely nothing to me anymore. He's always known that I never had a home growing up, and that I would do absolutely anything to keep the home I was blessed with as an adult.
He doesn't have that ammunition anymore.
There has been a shift.
And I am ready to move forward, toward whatever it is my future holds for me.
We shall see.
I had Wednesday evening off from Job #2. Went to the farm to see the two new horses my friends bought and for Papoose #2 to check on her horse and work with him a little bit. Made sure to get home early enough that we could make and eat dinner as a family. While Mister Wonderful and I are out checking the meat on the grill, we were chatting about the repayment situation on the house, and I was pointing out that we really need to buckle down for the next six months till the repayment thing is done, then we will be golden, etc. He was all sure thing yada yada and in a fine mood. I thought man it's nice when he is behaving nearly human, life is so much easier.
Then yesterday morning I get a text that says "I just dropped 290.00 on the electric bill" to which I responded "Great, thanks for taking care of that!" to which MW responded "Had no choice, it was about to be cut off AGAIN!" to which I responded "Well thank goodness you swooped in to save the day then!" And reminded him that it was the stupid electric companies billing issues that caused the last blackout. Now, let me say, HE was supposed to pay the electric bill to begin with. I am paying a double mortgage for the next 6 months, of which he is only paying the same amount as he did when we were paying the regular mortgage. He makes over twice as much as I do, and he has only ever given me 600.00 towards the mortgage. Now, when the mortgage is just over 2500.00, he still intends to only give me the 600.00. I've always paid the electric bill out of my money as well. I also used to pay the car insurance out of my money each month. Even for the year we were living apart and separated.
I made him take over the car insurance several months ago, and now that we need to "batten down the hatches" for the next 6 months to get everything straight, I asked him to help take some of the load off of me by paying the electric. He was all whatever when it was just talk, but once he had to actually use HIS money to pay the electric bill, he went ballistic. I mean, all I do is work. I'm rarely even AT the house. HE is the one with three huge flat screen tvs, an extra fridge in his man cave, several neon signs and shit in his man cave, and three different video game systems, one of which is playing online games pretty much at all times when he is home. He only works his one job, nothing in the evenings or on weekends. Even tho he SHOULD be a man and get a part time job or find ways to lower the expenses, he has always refused.
This man bought one of the flat screen giant tvs. This man RENTS two other ones from Aarons or somewhere. This man ALSO RENTS a couch recliner combo thing that he has in his man cave. He spends hundreds of dollars on toys he never uses and gets violently disgusted with our whole financial life that I have evidently single handedly ruined, according to him, just because he has to pay an electric bill for his family's home? Really?
So anyhow, having to spend his precious play money on the electric bill sent him into outer space. He's sick of all the bs bills "popping up" and sick and tired of our finances being in a shambles and fuck it lets just sell the fucking house, he's so sick of all of it.
So I said fine. YOU get the realtor and YOU go find somewhere to rent, because I'm fucking done as well. I told him I WILL NOT be his scape goat and his excuse and his person to blame for all of his miserable unhappiness anymore. No way. Not me. Not anymore.
He hasn't spoken to me since, which is super fine by me. After my doc appt last night I rolled by the Euless store and ended up getting put to work. Also fine by me. Got home a little after 11 last night and was in bed around 1230. Slept like a baby.
Today I don't work Job #2. Today after work at Job #1 I'm going by the store and purchasing a FOR SALE BY OWNER sign and posting it in my front yard. If I get any offers, great. But the main reason I'm doing it is for MW's benefit. I'm interested to see his reaction to his pissy ass ranting and threats actually being carried out. I could walk away from that house and everything in it and not look back. I'm THAT through. I would PREFER to keep the house at least till I get Papoose #2 graduated and off on her own path, but if that doesn't happen, I'm totally ok with that.
That miserable, selfish, irresponsible, spoiled little prick means absolutely nothing to me anymore. He's always known that I never had a home growing up, and that I would do absolutely anything to keep the home I was blessed with as an adult.
He doesn't have that ammunition anymore.
There has been a shift.
And I am ready to move forward, toward whatever it is my future holds for me.
We shall see.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Tired Brain
Closed at Job #2 again last night. Got home and got ready for bed, set my alarm and crashed. Note to self: SETTING the alarm does not in fact ENGAGE the alarm to wake you in the morning. You must turn it ON. Oh yeah, woke up this morning and the first thought of the day was "OMG why is it so freaking BRIGHT in here????" second thought "What day is it???". Then the panic set in. I ABHOR being late. It stresses me out and makes me mean. Always been that way. But, as I ran around half naked, putting dogs out and uncovering Psycho Nekkid Jay Bird and slapping spackle on my face, I got tickled at myself and ended up so entertained by my idiocy that it was all I could do to get myself ready and out the door.
Both Milo and James Earl were still snoozing away, sound asleep on their backs when all of this started. It was so cute, how confused they looked when I had to wake them up to go outside. I guess they thought we had a vacation day coming at us, and never made a peep while I was slumbering away.
I ended up being 40 minutes late to work. Could have gotten here a smidge faster, but I HAD to get to the bank to make a deposit so I could pay a bill from the account today. So I guess it could have been worse, but man I hate being late.
My eyes aren't happy to have contacts in them again today. They are begging for more than 3-4 hours break from them. Bleh.
I feel like a stranger in my own house when I'm so busy like this. It's like I walk in and walk around checking on things, checking out what may have changed or happened in my absence. It's an odd feeling.
I have someone coming to the farm to look at Deuce today. I'm hoping she will like him and buy him. Sucks that he didn't turn out to be a good boy about the driving thing. He will make a fabulous pet though, and I hope this lady likes him. I think she wants to show him at halter, and he is SUCH a nice horse, he could do well even against the big horses. He's that gorgeous.
Funny how hard it is to find the whole package of looks and brains, isn't it?? ;-)
I can't believe the number of skunks I saw on my drive home this last night/this morning. They were scurrying everywhere on the sides of the roads and in the fields next to the road and in the road. Managed to run the stinky gauntlet and not hit any, thank God. Furry bastards were everywhere!!
I love fall. Makes me all soft and squinchy inside :-D I know I've said it before, but I can't say it enough. I love me some fall.
I don't work Job #2 tonight. Will be at the farm so Papoose #2 can work with her horse and so I can hopefully meet with the lady that wants to see Deuce. Can't stay out too late though, need to do some laundry and get some rest. Then I close again tomorrow.
Papoose #2 got up and came out for a hug and a snuggle last night when I got home. It was the sweetest thing ever. I told her I was sorry if I woke her up but she said she'd woke up just before my headlights came in the drive. Sweet baby girl. I sure do miss her when I'm working like this.
That song about all the kids with the pumped up kicks is stuck in my head. Somebody shoot me.
I miss taking the Papooses out trick or treating. I miss a lot of things about them being little and with me and where I can hold them and do fun things with them. Sad.
Gotta get to working now. Y'all remember to set those alarms now, ya hear???
Both Milo and James Earl were still snoozing away, sound asleep on their backs when all of this started. It was so cute, how confused they looked when I had to wake them up to go outside. I guess they thought we had a vacation day coming at us, and never made a peep while I was slumbering away.
I ended up being 40 minutes late to work. Could have gotten here a smidge faster, but I HAD to get to the bank to make a deposit so I could pay a bill from the account today. So I guess it could have been worse, but man I hate being late.
My eyes aren't happy to have contacts in them again today. They are begging for more than 3-4 hours break from them. Bleh.
I feel like a stranger in my own house when I'm so busy like this. It's like I walk in and walk around checking on things, checking out what may have changed or happened in my absence. It's an odd feeling.
I have someone coming to the farm to look at Deuce today. I'm hoping she will like him and buy him. Sucks that he didn't turn out to be a good boy about the driving thing. He will make a fabulous pet though, and I hope this lady likes him. I think she wants to show him at halter, and he is SUCH a nice horse, he could do well even against the big horses. He's that gorgeous.
Funny how hard it is to find the whole package of looks and brains, isn't it?? ;-)
I can't believe the number of skunks I saw on my drive home this last night/this morning. They were scurrying everywhere on the sides of the roads and in the fields next to the road and in the road. Managed to run the stinky gauntlet and not hit any, thank God. Furry bastards were everywhere!!
I love fall. Makes me all soft and squinchy inside :-D I know I've said it before, but I can't say it enough. I love me some fall.
I don't work Job #2 tonight. Will be at the farm so Papoose #2 can work with her horse and so I can hopefully meet with the lady that wants to see Deuce. Can't stay out too late though, need to do some laundry and get some rest. Then I close again tomorrow.
Papoose #2 got up and came out for a hug and a snuggle last night when I got home. It was the sweetest thing ever. I told her I was sorry if I woke her up but she said she'd woke up just before my headlights came in the drive. Sweet baby girl. I sure do miss her when I'm working like this.
That song about all the kids with the pumped up kicks is stuck in my head. Somebody shoot me.
I miss taking the Papooses out trick or treating. I miss a lot of things about them being little and with me and where I can hold them and do fun things with them. Sad.
Gotta get to working now. Y'all remember to set those alarms now, ya hear???
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Doctor Doctor!!!
We are also in need of a referral of a good general practitioner/family doctor that is located somewhere in Tarrant County. I am not familiar with any regular docs in that area, so wanted to throw that out there to everyone in case any of you have a good doc or know of one. This request is for The Real Deal. Finally has some Blue Cross and needs a good once over. He's not been feeling well of late. He spends all of his time here and there in that county, so thought we'd try to find him someone convenient to the area he roams.
Thanks all.
Thanks all.
Tuesday
I feel like my body needs a break. I think I will start a juice only diet for a few days and reset everything. I think that is a bit overdue. There are so man many (Corner, you are SO funny, and probably right!! heehee) good juices you can get with veggies and fruits in them, makes it a snap. I think I shall start tomorrow, since I've already inhaled about half a pot of coffee since my feet hit the floor this morning.
I took Papoose #2 and her little friend to cross country practice this morning. I closed last night. I was a sleepy mommy when the alarm went off this morning. The girl we take in every day is still quite entertaining to me. Cute as a button, too.
Not sure how I feel about the Amanda Knox thing. You know, I keep thinking about what it would be like to be accused of something so severe and that you didn't do. How it takes your life away from you. That would be absolutely horrific. Then again, when you are the family of the victim, and if the person really is guilty, that has to be awful too. Idk.
The two amigos, also known as Moses Cat and Gracie Cat, figured out how to get into the wooden bin that I've always kept their cat food in. They figured it out a couple of months ago, so I moved their cat food bag into the garage where I keep the dog food. Now, I always know when they are getting low on food in their bowl, because I will hear Moses cat open the wood bin lid and let it drop. It's pretty funny. Even though he has figured out his food is no longer in there, he also has figured out that when he opens the lid and drops it shut, his human will scurry out and feed him. Silly kitty.
As you can see, Nekkid Jay Bird is kinda creepy. And way mean. Haha. Funny bird. I am hoping he grows some feathers back. Poor thing is freezing all the time right now. But he's pretty neurotic, so I wouldn't be surprised if he plucks them out as fast as they try to grow in. We shall see. Obnoxious bird.
Man, the Payroll Wench's son that works here now is getting more and more obnoxious. More and more bossy and insistent. A real pain in the ass, in other words. He may run some good employees outta here, when it's all said and done. Plus, he walks around belching really loud and snorting and snuffling and hawking up loogies. I'm really sick of listening to it. Not to mention his daily naps on the couch in our ENTRYWAY. Boots off and snoring up a storm. Customers come in and have no idea how to behave. Talk about unprofessional. So embarrassing to be associated with that. As for the Payroll Wench, for being THE most judgmental bitch I've ever run across, she says and does NOTHING about her disgusting, no manner, full of himself, LOUD AND OBNOXIOUS idiot son. Seriously? I mean, SERIOUSLY?? Our boss has been in a constant pissed off mood since the moron started here and takes it out on all of us, because he fears confrontation and will NOT take it out on the ones hes pissed at. Nor will he ever fire the guy. Lord.
There are very few lipsticks, lip glosses, and chapsticks that I can use. Most of them, whether they are expensive or cheaply made, have some ingredient in them that makes me cough uncontrollably. So weird. Very uncomfortable and annoying. It's bad enough that I CANNOT keep it on if it starts making me cough. Forgot my chappy at home this morning so grabbed a Nivea Kiss of Smoothness when I was at the IGA to return a movie I didn't realize we still had this morning. Been coughing since I put it on. Damn lips are chapped though, so I'll have to go buy something else at lunch. Time waster.
Was charged almost sixteen bucks for a movie that sucked so bad, I didn't even watch all of it. Now THAT chaps my ass!!!!!!
Whooooeeeee!!!!! Dat boy done pissed off the other office girl but good now!!! Man he was a prick to her. I totally don't blame her for seething right now. Freaking frustrating to have to deal with it when it's being shoveled out by family of the owner and Payroll Wench. What an asshole.
I wish I could still find the Archer Farms brand Buttered Rum flavored coffee. That was the best coffee I've ever purchased. They don't carry that flavor anywhere I've checked around North Texas anymore. Bummer. I mean, how many flavors of frigging chocolate coffee can the world need? Bleh.
I hate feeling insecure. Hate hate hate it. With as crazy as things are in life right now, the last thing I need is something else to fret about. But we can't control our emotions, can we? No fair.
I have to work now. Enjoy your day and this beautiful weather everyone.
I took Papoose #2 and her little friend to cross country practice this morning. I closed last night. I was a sleepy mommy when the alarm went off this morning. The girl we take in every day is still quite entertaining to me. Cute as a button, too.
Not sure how I feel about the Amanda Knox thing. You know, I keep thinking about what it would be like to be accused of something so severe and that you didn't do. How it takes your life away from you. That would be absolutely horrific. Then again, when you are the family of the victim, and if the person really is guilty, that has to be awful too. Idk.
The two amigos, also known as Moses Cat and Gracie Cat, figured out how to get into the wooden bin that I've always kept their cat food in. They figured it out a couple of months ago, so I moved their cat food bag into the garage where I keep the dog food. Now, I always know when they are getting low on food in their bowl, because I will hear Moses cat open the wood bin lid and let it drop. It's pretty funny. Even though he has figured out his food is no longer in there, he also has figured out that when he opens the lid and drops it shut, his human will scurry out and feed him. Silly kitty.
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Man, the Payroll Wench's son that works here now is getting more and more obnoxious. More and more bossy and insistent. A real pain in the ass, in other words. He may run some good employees outta here, when it's all said and done. Plus, he walks around belching really loud and snorting and snuffling and hawking up loogies. I'm really sick of listening to it. Not to mention his daily naps on the couch in our ENTRYWAY. Boots off and snoring up a storm. Customers come in and have no idea how to behave. Talk about unprofessional. So embarrassing to be associated with that. As for the Payroll Wench, for being THE most judgmental bitch I've ever run across, she says and does NOTHING about her disgusting, no manner, full of himself, LOUD AND OBNOXIOUS idiot son. Seriously? I mean, SERIOUSLY?? Our boss has been in a constant pissed off mood since the moron started here and takes it out on all of us, because he fears confrontation and will NOT take it out on the ones hes pissed at. Nor will he ever fire the guy. Lord.
There are very few lipsticks, lip glosses, and chapsticks that I can use. Most of them, whether they are expensive or cheaply made, have some ingredient in them that makes me cough uncontrollably. So weird. Very uncomfortable and annoying. It's bad enough that I CANNOT keep it on if it starts making me cough. Forgot my chappy at home this morning so grabbed a Nivea Kiss of Smoothness when I was at the IGA to return a movie I didn't realize we still had this morning. Been coughing since I put it on. Damn lips are chapped though, so I'll have to go buy something else at lunch. Time waster.
Was charged almost sixteen bucks for a movie that sucked so bad, I didn't even watch all of it. Now THAT chaps my ass!!!!!!
Whooooeeeee!!!!! Dat boy done pissed off the other office girl but good now!!! Man he was a prick to her. I totally don't blame her for seething right now. Freaking frustrating to have to deal with it when it's being shoveled out by family of the owner and Payroll Wench. What an asshole.
I wish I could still find the Archer Farms brand Buttered Rum flavored coffee. That was the best coffee I've ever purchased. They don't carry that flavor anywhere I've checked around North Texas anymore. Bummer. I mean, how many flavors of frigging chocolate coffee can the world need? Bleh.
I hate feeling insecure. Hate hate hate it. With as crazy as things are in life right now, the last thing I need is something else to fret about. But we can't control our emotions, can we? No fair.
I have to work now. Enjoy your day and this beautiful weather everyone.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Looking for a Pad for a Friend
Ok, we have an incredibly urgent need to find a duplex, mobile/manufactured, or house for rent/lease ASAP!!! Preferably in Hurst or Bedford, but could do Southlake or North Richland Hills too. Do NOT want apartment living. If anyone knows of anything that might be available, please message me and let me know.
No, it's not for me.
No, the person looking can't just rent a room from me.
Hahahahahahaha
Thanks everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No, it's not for me.
No, the person looking can't just rent a room from me.
Hahahahahahaha
Thanks everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nekkid Snake Birds, Broken Hearts and Washing the Jalopy
Found out this weekend that Papoose #2 has never seen the movie Say Anything. Loves me some John Cusack, love love love him, always have. So the first evening I have off this week, we're totally watching that movie. It'll be popcorn, snuggle, chick flick time at our house!
I honestly don't know how so many people have time to have all these shows they watch on tv. I mean, do you just get off work every single day and plop down on the couch and watch tv till midnight, or what? It's unimaginable to me, really. I have to schedule time just to watch one movie on dvd, forget trying to catch stuff thats on tv. Haha.
Mister Wonderful and I had to run a couple errands in Lake Worth Saturday morning. On the way back through Azle I told him to stop in at the car wash, because the jalopy was in desperate need of a washing. He griped and groaned about being put out by stopping, but stop he did. He also sat in the drivers seat of the car looking stuff up and texting on his phone while I got out and washed the car. It was a rather interesting dynamic, to say the least. A guy in the next bay was like, "Now thats a good woman there!!!" when I first started the water up and was getting started. Then, after I was out there a few minutes he sorta looks around the wall again and says "Umm, is his leg broke or something?" HAHAHA. I said "No, he just has sever personality flaws!!!" Hahahahaa. MW didn't see the humor in dudes noticing his lazy ass sitting in the car playing on his phone while the lil woman washed the car. *Snicker*
A good friend of mine showed up Saturday afternoon/early evening with her dog for me to dogsit till Tuesday night. I don't recall agreeing to this, but whatever. I don't mind watching dogs that I've trained for people. They know what I want them to do and are generally pretty easy to live with. This guy is the last dog I took in and trained and placed before I stopped doing the rescue stuff as a matter of fact. He's the crazy goofy looking one with the body of a lab and the head of a greyhound. He looks like a cartoon, and you can't help but giggle when you look at him.
We are only a couple of weeks away on the due date for the little baby MW's BestFriend and his wife are expecting. This is the baby with downs syndrome. All prayers and love to those people as they learn how to be first time parents at 40 and 41 years old. I pray they settle in ok. BestFriend is used to white carpet and everything perfect at all times. Parenthood is most definitely NOT white carpets, quiet and everything perfect at all times. You show me ONE person, no matter how anal, that has ever had a car seat in their car without at least one cheerio or french fry underneath it, I dare ya.
Well, ended up taking in a bird for a lady that is in hospice and will not make it more than a couple more weeks. This bird and a cat were left in the ladies home when she was taken to the hospital. For weeks. How they were both alive is beyond me. The bird plucked out every single feather it could reach, and is so thin that I don't see where it gets the strength to climb on it's perch. You can't handle it, it strikes at you like a snake. So there I was out in the back yard Saturday afternoon, trying to clean 5 years worth of accumulated crap and stuff off of a cage, bird inside, without being bit when I had to move the cage or take the accessories out of the cage to wash them. It was a hoot. It is a Quaker Parrot. Also known as Monk Parakeets. They are incredibly smart, and in the top 10 talkers of the bird world. I had one for many many many years, and you could have whole conversations with him. He knew what all the words meant and would use them appropriately every time. He's the one that Mister Wonderful let outside when he was mad at me one day, and when he decided that was a bad idea, was calling the bird out of the tree in the front yard and the bird flew to him and right before he got to him MW's cat jumped up and snatched the bird out of the air and killed him. It was awful. MW has felt horrible about that since he did it, and has taken extra time to talk to this new bird. I'd hate to carry guilt about something like that around. That would suck.
I'll get pics of the nekkid bird and post them. I forgot to snap any this weekend, was so busy.
Papoose #1 is having a tough time of it right now. I don't know the specifics, but I'm getting the feeling she hooked back up with her shitty ex boyfriend again and got herself way more than hurt by him again. She's feeling the pain. I get some texts from her about it, but I think she's feeling like such an ass for falling for it and getting screwed, she is hesitant to tell me the whole truth, and I won't push her. We've all made those dumb ass mistakes and paid for them, haven't we? I hate to know she's going through such pain, but I hope that this may help her get past him and move on maybe. That's the only positive spin I can put on the whole thing.
I would like to close with this: Whoever you were that saw me coming for a quarter mile, yet pulled off the side road onto 730 right in front of me this morning and proceeded to drive 30 mph down the middle of the road, I want to say thank you, thank you so much. It was a wonderful test of my patience and Christian attitude first thing on a Monday morning. It was a really special time we shared this morning, and I wanted to take a minute to thank you. Thank God ONE of us was paying attention. You are a super special person, and I hope you have a wonderful day today.
The End.
I honestly don't know how so many people have time to have all these shows they watch on tv. I mean, do you just get off work every single day and plop down on the couch and watch tv till midnight, or what? It's unimaginable to me, really. I have to schedule time just to watch one movie on dvd, forget trying to catch stuff thats on tv. Haha.
Mister Wonderful and I had to run a couple errands in Lake Worth Saturday morning. On the way back through Azle I told him to stop in at the car wash, because the jalopy was in desperate need of a washing. He griped and groaned about being put out by stopping, but stop he did. He also sat in the drivers seat of the car looking stuff up and texting on his phone while I got out and washed the car. It was a rather interesting dynamic, to say the least. A guy in the next bay was like, "Now thats a good woman there!!!" when I first started the water up and was getting started. Then, after I was out there a few minutes he sorta looks around the wall again and says "Umm, is his leg broke or something?" HAHAHA. I said "No, he just has sever personality flaws!!!" Hahahahaa. MW didn't see the humor in dudes noticing his lazy ass sitting in the car playing on his phone while the lil woman washed the car. *Snicker*
A good friend of mine showed up Saturday afternoon/early evening with her dog for me to dogsit till Tuesday night. I don't recall agreeing to this, but whatever. I don't mind watching dogs that I've trained for people. They know what I want them to do and are generally pretty easy to live with. This guy is the last dog I took in and trained and placed before I stopped doing the rescue stuff as a matter of fact. He's the crazy goofy looking one with the body of a lab and the head of a greyhound. He looks like a cartoon, and you can't help but giggle when you look at him.
We are only a couple of weeks away on the due date for the little baby MW's BestFriend and his wife are expecting. This is the baby with downs syndrome. All prayers and love to those people as they learn how to be first time parents at 40 and 41 years old. I pray they settle in ok. BestFriend is used to white carpet and everything perfect at all times. Parenthood is most definitely NOT white carpets, quiet and everything perfect at all times. You show me ONE person, no matter how anal, that has ever had a car seat in their car without at least one cheerio or french fry underneath it, I dare ya.
Well, ended up taking in a bird for a lady that is in hospice and will not make it more than a couple more weeks. This bird and a cat were left in the ladies home when she was taken to the hospital. For weeks. How they were both alive is beyond me. The bird plucked out every single feather it could reach, and is so thin that I don't see where it gets the strength to climb on it's perch. You can't handle it, it strikes at you like a snake. So there I was out in the back yard Saturday afternoon, trying to clean 5 years worth of accumulated crap and stuff off of a cage, bird inside, without being bit when I had to move the cage or take the accessories out of the cage to wash them. It was a hoot. It is a Quaker Parrot. Also known as Monk Parakeets. They are incredibly smart, and in the top 10 talkers of the bird world. I had one for many many many years, and you could have whole conversations with him. He knew what all the words meant and would use them appropriately every time. He's the one that Mister Wonderful let outside when he was mad at me one day, and when he decided that was a bad idea, was calling the bird out of the tree in the front yard and the bird flew to him and right before he got to him MW's cat jumped up and snatched the bird out of the air and killed him. It was awful. MW has felt horrible about that since he did it, and has taken extra time to talk to this new bird. I'd hate to carry guilt about something like that around. That would suck.
I'll get pics of the nekkid bird and post them. I forgot to snap any this weekend, was so busy.
Papoose #1 is having a tough time of it right now. I don't know the specifics, but I'm getting the feeling she hooked back up with her shitty ex boyfriend again and got herself way more than hurt by him again. She's feeling the pain. I get some texts from her about it, but I think she's feeling like such an ass for falling for it and getting screwed, she is hesitant to tell me the whole truth, and I won't push her. We've all made those dumb ass mistakes and paid for them, haven't we? I hate to know she's going through such pain, but I hope that this may help her get past him and move on maybe. That's the only positive spin I can put on the whole thing.
I would like to close with this: Whoever you were that saw me coming for a quarter mile, yet pulled off the side road onto 730 right in front of me this morning and proceeded to drive 30 mph down the middle of the road, I want to say thank you, thank you so much. It was a wonderful test of my patience and Christian attitude first thing on a Monday morning. It was a really special time we shared this morning, and I wanted to take a minute to thank you. Thank God ONE of us was paying attention. You are a super special person, and I hope you have a wonderful day today.
The End.
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