I believe I have blogged about this before but here it goes again.
I am bugged and have to vent.
Anyone who knew me pre hysterectomy would know that I was high strung. I was a hand full. I told it like it was. In short, I was a bitch!
I got the hysterectomy not because I wanted to but because it was something that had to be done.
After 6 months, I am soooo not the person I was. I dont know.. sometimes I feel good about that and then there are times like tonight when I think it was a bad thing.
I let people walk all over me now, I am quiet, I am not social. I am mellow.
Its like in the past 3 or 4 months I have slowly opened my eyes to the way, I look at things. Prolly also helped that karma came back and bit me in the ass. I just really dont care anymore if I have friends or not. I dont care. I know that sounds bad, but I dont have time for bull shit. Those who are still in my life, know who they are and those who are not also knows it. But right now I feel like I try with certain things that just are not going anywhere. Why do I care?
Why do I feel like I am a totally different person? Why do I feel like I am the only one that sees the good in me these days?
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
A Crappy Feeling
If you haven't read "Nosey Neighbors" read that post first.
Here is the crappiest feeling in the world:
Saturday night we had friends over. Everyone left around 11, so we locked up and went to bed. The only thing we can not swear to locking was the dog door.
6am like clock work Payton is awake. I grab her and head down stairs. I get to the bottom of the stairs and notice the blinds on the sliding glass door are open and the door is unlocked. In front of the dog door are a pair of Oakley sunglasses that are in three pieces. I think ok, that is weird. I start looking around.... if someone was in the house, they had to have taken something. As I am checking closets and the bathroom to make sure no one is hiding in them I notice the garage door to the house is opened. At this point, I KNEW someone had been in the house. I would never leave that door open.
So Woody comes down and I tell him, "Someone broke into the house last night" He gives his best "What are you talking about" without saying lady you are on crack comment. I start explaining everything to him and he goes outside to investigate. The side gate is open, another something we never leave open. And he says to come out there. The screen on the window had been taken off and bent. Someone decided after they got the screen off that they could make it through the dog door and just let them selves out when they were done.
Nothing was taken... nothing at all! We speculate that they came in thinking we weren't here and went to the garage to open it so they could wipe us out, and realized two vehicles were in there and decided to bolt.
Last night, we got NO sleep. Every little creek and sound we were up pacing around and checking to make sure no one was here. I was so scared that I wouldnt even get up to the let poor dog out when he had to go. I dont know what I will walk into.
Today coming home from work was the hardest and most scariest thing I have ever done. I pulled up to the house, took a deep breath and entered. I checked all closets, rooms, everything. I started crying because I think a person should not feel like that upon entering their own home.
It is scarey... it sucks. I dont like the feeling of wondering when I am gonna come home to an empty house!
Here is the crappiest feeling in the world:
Saturday night we had friends over. Everyone left around 11, so we locked up and went to bed. The only thing we can not swear to locking was the dog door.
6am like clock work Payton is awake. I grab her and head down stairs. I get to the bottom of the stairs and notice the blinds on the sliding glass door are open and the door is unlocked. In front of the dog door are a pair of Oakley sunglasses that are in three pieces. I think ok, that is weird. I start looking around.... if someone was in the house, they had to have taken something. As I am checking closets and the bathroom to make sure no one is hiding in them I notice the garage door to the house is opened. At this point, I KNEW someone had been in the house. I would never leave that door open.
So Woody comes down and I tell him, "Someone broke into the house last night" He gives his best "What are you talking about" without saying lady you are on crack comment. I start explaining everything to him and he goes outside to investigate. The side gate is open, another something we never leave open. And he says to come out there. The screen on the window had been taken off and bent. Someone decided after they got the screen off that they could make it through the dog door and just let them selves out when they were done.
Nothing was taken... nothing at all! We speculate that they came in thinking we weren't here and went to the garage to open it so they could wipe us out, and realized two vehicles were in there and decided to bolt.
Last night, we got NO sleep. Every little creek and sound we were up pacing around and checking to make sure no one was here. I was so scared that I wouldnt even get up to the let poor dog out when he had to go. I dont know what I will walk into.
Today coming home from work was the hardest and most scariest thing I have ever done. I pulled up to the house, took a deep breath and entered. I checked all closets, rooms, everything. I started crying because I think a person should not feel like that upon entering their own home.
It is scarey... it sucks. I dont like the feeling of wondering when I am gonna come home to an empty house!
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Chicken Nuggets
Daycare really has Hannah speaking her mind more than usual these days. We live probably 3 to 4 miles from daycare. On a recent car ride home, as we are leaving daycare Hannah politely demanded the need to McDonalds chicken nuggets. I told her no, if it was chicken nuggets she wanted for dinner I would be happy to make them for her for dinner. That wasnt good enough, so the entire car ride home, I listened to her saying things like "Happy Meal", "McDonalds" and things of the like. I am used to her doing this to get her way so I just ignore it.
Go figure the light in front of the McDonalds was flashing red. There was a line and Hannah could those yellow arches from the distance, so it started again. "McDonalds" Happy Meal" "Chicken Nuggets", "Toy". My answer was simple "I said no, now cut it out" Her response "Well I will pick my boogers and wipe them all over you!"
Greta (whom I carpool with) lost it and started laughing, I started laughing. Of course we didnt want Hannah to know we were laughing so we tried to laugh without her knowing, we were laughing so hard that we started crying! I couldnt even regain composure to tell her she is not to speak like that.
My thanks goes out to daycare for teaching my child that the crusty things up Hannahs nose are called boogers. To a 4 year old, the threat of a booger is much like a parents threat to spank. Just as no kid wants a spanking, no parent wants a booger put on them!
Go figure the light in front of the McDonalds was flashing red. There was a line and Hannah could those yellow arches from the distance, so it started again. "McDonalds" Happy Meal" "Chicken Nuggets", "Toy". My answer was simple "I said no, now cut it out" Her response "Well I will pick my boogers and wipe them all over you!"
Greta (whom I carpool with) lost it and started laughing, I started laughing. Of course we didnt want Hannah to know we were laughing so we tried to laugh without her knowing, we were laughing so hard that we started crying! I couldnt even regain composure to tell her she is not to speak like that.
My thanks goes out to daycare for teaching my child that the crusty things up Hannahs nose are called boogers. To a 4 year old, the threat of a booger is much like a parents threat to spank. Just as no kid wants a spanking, no parent wants a booger put on them!
The Steam Room
We have been battling a cold and ear infections in Payton, since I went back to work full time. The cold has not gone away, and we are on the third ear infection. When she gets congested we put the vaporizor on in her room, just as the doctor ordered. In our house, we have a water softener and because of that a pinch or two of salt is necessary in the water.
The other night I asked my husband if he would start the vaporizor for Payton. Not a problem... through the baby monitor all we could here was sort of like a popping sound... really sounded like boiling water. I figured, the vaporizor was broke in and that is how it was supposed to sound. OK, Payton goes to bed between 6 and 6:30, at nine I told Woody, I was gonna go check in on her.
I opened the door and the steam was so thick I could not even see Paytons crib 6 feet in front of me! I seriously panic-ed. I turned the fan on, opened her vent all the way, unplugged the machine and went down stairs to scold my husband.
Me: Um, did you put salt in the vaporizor when you started it tonight?
Him: Yeah, come on, lets watch this
Me: Can I ask how much salt you put in there because it only needs a pinch or two
Him: Is there a problem with the way I do things
Me: If you didnt put a pinch or two of salt in the vaporizor there is.. maybe you need to go upstairs to your daughters room to see what I am talking about
Him: Maybe you just need to tell me what your point is
Me: My point is I opened the door to her room and about choked on all the steam in there it smells like salt really bad too, so how much did you use?
Him: I sprinkled it in there
Me: Ok so you sprinkled from the salt shaker?
Him: No, the salt container!
The freakin salt container... he is so never gonna start the vaporizor again! I know he tried... but if he would have listened to me the first time he would have know a pinch or two would be super!
Men!!!
The other night I asked my husband if he would start the vaporizor for Payton. Not a problem... through the baby monitor all we could here was sort of like a popping sound... really sounded like boiling water. I figured, the vaporizor was broke in and that is how it was supposed to sound. OK, Payton goes to bed between 6 and 6:30, at nine I told Woody, I was gonna go check in on her.
I opened the door and the steam was so thick I could not even see Paytons crib 6 feet in front of me! I seriously panic-ed. I turned the fan on, opened her vent all the way, unplugged the machine and went down stairs to scold my husband.
Me: Um, did you put salt in the vaporizor when you started it tonight?
Him: Yeah, come on, lets watch this
Me: Can I ask how much salt you put in there because it only needs a pinch or two
Him: Is there a problem with the way I do things
Me: If you didnt put a pinch or two of salt in the vaporizor there is.. maybe you need to go upstairs to your daughters room to see what I am talking about
Him: Maybe you just need to tell me what your point is
Me: My point is I opened the door to her room and about choked on all the steam in there it smells like salt really bad too, so how much did you use?
Him: I sprinkled it in there
Me: Ok so you sprinkled from the salt shaker?
Him: No, the salt container!
The freakin salt container... he is so never gonna start the vaporizor again! I know he tried... but if he would have listened to me the first time he would have know a pinch or two would be super!
Men!!!
Thursday, August 7, 2008
No thank you
Yesterday was my day to stay home with Hannah because she got strep at daycare.
I went out back to smoke a cigarette and managed to lock myself out.
Here was the conversation from the dog door:
Me: Hannah can you come downstairs
Hannah: NO
Me: Hannah can you give mommy the keys so she can get inside
Hannah: No thank you
So I start crawling in the dog door and she sees me and asks what I am doing, my response " well I locked myself out, and you wouldnt give me the keys to get in. Does that make you wish you would have helped now?" She looked at me and again shouted NO!!
This is why we love children!!
I went out back to smoke a cigarette and managed to lock myself out.
Here was the conversation from the dog door:
Me: Hannah can you come downstairs
Hannah: NO
Me: Hannah can you give mommy the keys so she can get inside
Hannah: No thank you
So I start crawling in the dog door and she sees me and asks what I am doing, my response " well I locked myself out, and you wouldnt give me the keys to get in. Does that make you wish you would have helped now?" She looked at me and again shouted NO!!
This is why we love children!!
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Nosey Neighbors!
Have you ever had one of those nosey neighbors that no matter what you do, they just notice everything. They dont really talk to anyone in the neighborhood, you just know they are watching you and they know what you are doing?!
I am guilty of just that.... let me tell you why it paid off though!
The house right next door to us is for sale and vacant. Has been for some time.
Yesterday we got home from work and I went out back and looked that way, and found that one of the kitchen windows were open with no screen on it. That's weird since no one lives there.
I immediately told my husband of the findings and let him know it was not open like that the day before and that I did notice the blilnds in the front of the house had been shut and no one had been in there to look at the place.
He called the owner and they werent there, so he hopped the wall to see if he could see anything fishy in there. He said the only thing left in the house was the pool table... yeah that was gone. So he told the neighbor he would call the cops for him to report it. The neighbor said that was fine and said he would be over shortly. Upon talking to me, he mentioned he didnt recall the appliances being in there so I told him to call Drew to ask if he had taken those out. Nope Drew didnt and neither did Michelle.
Turns out not only did the burglars take the pool table but they took every last appliance in the house! All of them!!
So much for my neighborhood feeling safe to me. But the cops said that burglars are targeting vacant houses and doing just that to them. Sucks that it happened to the house!!
Sucks that it happened right next door!
I am guilty of just that.... let me tell you why it paid off though!
The house right next door to us is for sale and vacant. Has been for some time.
Yesterday we got home from work and I went out back and looked that way, and found that one of the kitchen windows were open with no screen on it. That's weird since no one lives there.
I immediately told my husband of the findings and let him know it was not open like that the day before and that I did notice the blilnds in the front of the house had been shut and no one had been in there to look at the place.
He called the owner and they werent there, so he hopped the wall to see if he could see anything fishy in there. He said the only thing left in the house was the pool table... yeah that was gone. So he told the neighbor he would call the cops for him to report it. The neighbor said that was fine and said he would be over shortly. Upon talking to me, he mentioned he didnt recall the appliances being in there so I told him to call Drew to ask if he had taken those out. Nope Drew didnt and neither did Michelle.
Turns out not only did the burglars take the pool table but they took every last appliance in the house! All of them!!
So much for my neighborhood feeling safe to me. But the cops said that burglars are targeting vacant houses and doing just that to them. Sucks that it happened to the house!!
Sucks that it happened right next door!
Crappy Service Pt2
So you all read the crappy service blog. Tennille called and got us free food all around.... yey for us!
Little eff'rs closed shop on Thursday July 29th!
No free food after all!
Boo for Bennigans!
Little eff'rs closed shop on Thursday July 29th!
No free food after all!
Boo for Bennigans!
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