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FINALLY I am getting back in the land of living. Ugh, it wasn't till just this morning that I got back online and then now till I get to posting this. Thank you all so much for your comments. I truly truly appreciated them. Its been a heck of a ride this past weekend. Today really was the first day I even got out of bed. WTHeck is up with that I have no idea. I can't tell you all how much I've missed being online and missed checking my messages. I really thought it would be a lot sooner. However, this past weekend I had a bit of a step backwards. Besides still having a nasty headache and being on some pretty heavy duty pain killers, I was also dealing with a lot of nausea. Finally on Sat. night, Andy called my doc and he prescribed some anti nausea meds. That has made loads of difference! I've been laying in this stupid bed since last Tuesday and can't say how glad I am to finally be actually in a pair of jeans and a top and not...gah, some nightgown, lol. I was really getting scared this weekend, thinking what in the hell is wrong with me? Why am I not getting better?
Anyway, so enough of that nonsense, whining, etc...I wanted to at least let you guys know I'm still around, even though I think it's going to take me quite some time to get back to my normal self.
In the meanwhile, I was tagged on my Yahoo 360---6 weird things about me000and thought I'd post my answers here to give you all a cackle. Man I really am weird, lol. So...enjoy:) (and hopefully I haven't scared you all off?:-S).
1. I've been hit by both a bike and a car! I know, how strange right? When I was in, I believe 4th grade, I got hit the bike while taking a walk with my Dad on the Gettysburg Battlefield. He said that there was a bike coming, look out and what do I do? O brilliant one that I am? I cross the road! And when I got hit (throwing the poor man I was so afraid to look down at myself, I go, "am I hurt?" Yeah I got cackled at about that for ages from my family! And like that wasn't bad enough, my first week as a freshman @ Elon College, I went and got hit by some dude that had bottlecap glasses that were ten trillion inches thick! I'll never forget it. I had just been in this retarded talent show with my two friends doing some Madonna routine---and we'd made total fools of ourselves. I was so embarrassed and as we were walking out of the building, I so wisely say, "I wish I'd get hit by a car." Yeah, smart, real smart. Not even five minutes later, "WHOOMP" the little old man took my bum out! I was just minding my own business, crossing the street (and not drunk or anything, I didn't even drink at all back then. Really! I was a goody goody! LOL) and the next thing I knew I was splattered across the road, hurrying to get up and pretend that I hadn't just been hit. Never mind that 1/2 of Elon College was chasing the little old man and his wife down b/c he didn't even KNOW he'd hit me! Then when they finally got out of the car and talked to me, his wife asked if I was okay, and I think said about it having to hurt. I was tempted to say, "Oh no it didn't hurt at all! Why don't you drive backwards and try again!" Man of all the luck! I now am really leery at crossing the street. Can't imagine why!
2. I can be really superstitious. I have always been this way; ever since I was a little kid. What is odd is I don't worry about like walking on cracks on sidewalks or normal things like that. I just get this feeling if I don't 'do' things
3. I LOVE to sing Opera. I initially went to college to perform broadway musicals, and had my heart set on that. As early as I can remeber I was always singing and doing something musical. I was sure that this was what I was supposed to do. So my freshman year at Elon, my vocal teacher told me early on that no, I wasn't meant to do broadway, but classical music. I was APPALLED! Oh man did I ever scoff and tell people that this guy was out of his mind. I was like, this guy is on crack or something b/c there is just no way! So over one of my breaks, I took home the Arias that he had me working on and oh man..I fell in LOVE with it! There is nothing like singing an Aria, especially a really difficult one. And nothing beats performining it. It soon became the only thing I wanted to sing.
4. I can't stand being dirty! If I get dirt or really anything on my hands, clothes, etc. I have to go and wash it off. Immediately. It can't wait, lol. As a kid, my Mom always said that I always was easy to take outside and keep an eye on b/c I hated the grass and would never ever go off the blanket. To this day I am STILL the same way. I can't even stand sitting outside without something to sit on. It drives me nuts, lol. Weird, and prissy yes, I know, I know. I'm such a girly girl! LOL
5. I tend to be Obsessive Compulsive. Actually I can be a lot like Jack Nicholson in "As Good as it Gets," but...erm, not quite so bad? LOL For instance how he locks and unlocks the door fifty gazillion times. I used to do that with lights when I was living at home. I'd turn it on and off several times till it was just 'right.'Or how he washes his hands over and over again in the steaming hot water. Though I don't think I'd throw out the soap like he does even though I do have several bars of it on hand just in case.
6. I'm gullible. Oh so gullible! Or maybe its just stupid? LOL I do tend to believe things easily. I'll never forget this story that my aunt told me when I was a little kid. We went to visit my Grandma and Grandpa's gravesite and my cousin Steph and I got out of the car. I guess we were just out looking about near this little building that was like a tower there and my Aunt thought it would be a good plan to tease me. She told me that if we walked around the little circle around the building three times, a little man would come out. And me, being the gullible fool quickly ran to the car thinking this would happen, lol. What a dork. And there have been several events over the years that I've fallen for...Oh well...Now that you all know how goofy I AM, lol...
It's time for someone else to be tagged: I can't remember at all who all has done this and who hasn't if you would like to do this, please feel free! And if you don't want to that is cool, too:)
"Now.. your mission, should you choose to accept it, reads as follows: The rules are each player of this game starts with 6 weird things/habits about them. People who get tagged need to WRITE A BLOG of their 6 weird things/habits as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "TAG...YOU'RE IT!" and tell them to read your blog for rules. "
This is pretty much a direct copy of my 360 blog, but I wanted to post it here b/c I know my dear friend COOT reads the LJ more than the 360:) And I know my message to you was sort of cryptic, so hopefully this will help. Also I know a lot of my Prophecy and Portus friends are more so in the LJ world as well, so I thought it might be a good idea to give you guys a heads up as well...I usually am never offline this long and boy I feel as though I"ve been out of touch for ages! I hate that, lol.
Tuesday when I woke up, I felt awful. My head banged so hard and hurt so bad, I called Andy right away to see if maybe he could call my ENT and get me some meds called in. Unfortunately my doc was in surgery all day, but the gal he spoke with said she didn't think it would be a problem. I guess it really wasn't for her, b/c they never bothered to call us back By 9:00 pm that night it became a huge problem, but for me. I had been having non stop pain since 7 am and not advil or tylenol could kick it. I think I've blogged about having all sorts of sinus/head issues before; but this one took the cake. So at 9 that night we were running into Gettysburg so that I could get some relief. Luckily it didn't take long and funny enough, my ER Doc was this really nice guy I went to high school with (which crazy thing is, he knew Andy, but didn't remember me). One shot in the hip, a script for some meds and we were outta there. And that was that...
Or so I thought. I woke up at 3 am, with the pain this time worse than the first time. I mean it was excruciating. I've had kids. I've had kidneystones. NOTHING was worse than this pain. I hurt so bad that if I could have knocked myself out I would have. So here we are, dragging the kids out of bed at 3 in the morning and running back to the ER again. Luckily my doc was still there but this time he was really concerned. He wanted to do a CAT scan, get an IV in me, give me some pain meds and go from there. So they took my temp and I think that changed everything. It said I had a 107 degree fever. The nurses definitely moved quickly and they were taking blood, getting my IV hooked up, etc. I was in too much pain to panic, but I was definitely scared as I know that high of a fever isn't something to mess around with. They did take it again under my tongue and it was still 103. something...but luckily I guess the tylenol they gave me knocked it down. I could see the look on the doc's face...and he looked pretty concerned. Like I truly thought this might be it; that I was going to cash it in. I was terrified.
So a few hours later and a CAT scan under my belt; nothing. So then the doc comes in and asks if my neck hurt. As soon as he asked I knew where he was going with it. Meningitis. I was like, oh shit...now that he mentioned it...yeah my neck did hurt. Then I was REALLY scared. I new this could be not good news...It wasn't long after that, they were prepping me for a spinal tap. Luckily for me, I had an awesome doc that was slick as a whistle. Really it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. And it turns out I am a very very lucky gal as that wasn't the case. I guess what I had is just a very severe form of sinusitis. They never really did say. To which my friend Tina said, "Glad you go that sinus surgery."
But it's b/c of that that I've been away. I'm so sorry I haven't been around but at this point its taking all the energy that I have to write this up. I'm still exhausted, nauseated and on some pretty high dosed pain meds. Thank goodness for that, right! But I wanted to at least be in touch to let you all know I hadn't dropped off of the face of the earth. I PROMISE to get back in the swing of things and catch up with you as soon as I possibly can. Right now I'm just really thankful that I'm still around to even feel anything. I
WHOHOO, finally Friday (and yes that is about how I looked by the end of the day!)! I could not WAIT for the day to be over!I was literally counting down the hours... Anyway, as I was debating what to blog about today, or if I even should at all, I found this awesome email my friend Stephanie send me. Dude do those comments ever ring a bell for me, especially #2 and #5. Anyway, hope you all have a GREAT weekend...
1. I don't know what your problem is, but I'll bet it's hard to pronounce.
2. How about never? Is never good for you?
3. I see you've set aside this special time to publicly humiliate yourself.
4. I'm really easy to get along with once you people learn to see it my way.
5. I can see your point, but I still think you're full of shit.
6. I'm out of my mind at the moment, but feel free to leave a message.
7. I don't work here - I'm a consultant.
8. It sounds like English, but I don't understand a damn word you're saying.
9. Ahhh. I see the screw-up fairy has visited us again.
10. I like you. You remind me of myself when I was young and stupid.
11. You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.
12. I have plenty of talent and vision - I just don't give a damn.
13. I'm already visualising the duct tape over your mouth.
14. I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you.
15. Thank you. We're all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.
16. The fact that no one understands you doesn't mean you're an artist.
17. Any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental.
18. What am I? Flypaper for freaks?
19. I'm not being rude. You're just insignificant.
20. It's a thankless job, but I've got a lot of karma to burn off.
21. And your cry-baby whiny assed opinion would be?
22. Do I look like a f..ing people person to you?
23. This isn't an office. It's Hell with fluorescent lighting.
24. I started out with nothing and I still have most of it left.
25. Sarcasm is just one more service we offer.
26. If I throw a stick, will you leave?
27. Errors have been made. Others will be blamed.
28. Whatever kind of look you were going for, you missed.
29. Oh, I get it. Like humor. Only different.
30. A cubicle is just a padded cell without the door.
31. Can I trade this job for what's behind door number 1?
32. Too many freaks, not enough circuses.
33. Nice perfume, but must you marinate in it?
34. Chaos, panic and disorder - my work here is finally done.
35. How do I set a laser printer to stun.
36. I'll try being nicer if you try being smarter.
37. Wait a minute - I'm just trying to imagine you with a personality.
Okies, so Mr. Coot (aka Hedwig:P I say that with much affection of course:P) Gave me the letter "V" Let's see what I can pull outta my bum, lol.
Comment and I'll give you a letter. Then you have to list 10 things you like that begins with the letter. After that, you can post this in your journal and give out some letters of your own.
10) Victoria's secret---One of my (and probably just about any male out there)favorite places to shop 9) Violet--- Love the color 8) Violin---I played this instrument...oh till my sophomore year in college. I debated majoring in it (or rather having it be my instrument of choice) but decided to go with voice instead. Has a beautiful sound:) 7) (My)Valentine--Song by Martina McBride. 6) Valerie--- she's not a thing but she's my cousin:) She's a crack up. 5) Vacation-Woot my next one will be to Toronto for the Prophecy! YEE HAW! 3) VERY COLD BEVERAGES...aka WATERMELLON SMIRNOFFS! ROTFL (Thankies Coot and Al for the goodies in Vegas, YUM) 2) Vaseline---CUAFL Max gave me the idea and had to do it for Coot's amusement only. Getting desperate here and couldn't think of any other V word:)) ROTFL And Max is sitting beside me asking who the HELL Max is=)) Did we not already have this conversation with him? ROTFL. 1) VEGAS! WOOT!!! Nuttin beat that Vacation...Can we go again? ROTFL...
I hope that everyone out there has a wonderful and eventful (of course in a good way:) ) Thanksgiving. I was trying to find something to post for the day...and came across an email that had been sent to me ages ago by my cousin, Val. This one has always stuck out in my mind, and really just touched me. Okay so I'm cheesy, lol...But it to me sort of is what Thanksgiving is all about. Besides giving Thanks, just being kind to others that come into our lives; wether we really know them or not.
Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out patients at the clinic. One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. "Why, he's hardly taller than my 8-year-old," I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body. But the appalling thing was his face, lopsided from swelling, red and raw. Yet his voice was pleasant as he said, "Good evening. I've come to see if you've a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there's no bus 'til morning." He told me he'd been hunting for a room since noon but with no success, no one seemed to have a room. "I guess it's my face ... I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments ....." For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me: "I could sleep in this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning." I told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch. I went inside and finished getting supper. When we were ready, I asked the old man if he would join us. "No, thank you. I have plenty." And he held up a brown paper bag. When I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes. It didn't take a long time to see that this old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter, her 5 children, and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury. He didn't tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was preface with a thanks to God for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease, which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He thanked God for giving him the strength to keep going. At bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children's room for him. When I got up in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded and the little man was out on the porch. He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, haltingly, as if asking a great favor, he said, "Could I please come back and stay the next time I have a treatment? I won't put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a chair." He paused a moment and then added, "Your children made me feel at home. Grownups are bothered by my face, but children don't seem to mind." I told him he was welcome to come again. And, on his next trip, he arrived a little after 7 in the morning. As a gift, he brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen! He said he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they'd be nice and fresh. I knew his bus left at 4:00 a.m. and I wondered what time he had to get up in order to do this for us. In the years he came to stay overnight with us, there was never a time that he did not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden. Other time s we received packages in the mail, always by special delivery; fish and oysters packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing that he must walk 3 miles to mail these, and knowing how little money he had made the gifts doubly precious. When I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door neighbor made after he left that first morning. "Did you keep that awful looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up such people!" Maybe we did lose roomers once or twice. But, oh!, if only they could have known him, perhaps their illnesses would have been easier to bear. I know our family always will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude to God. Recently I was visiting a friend, who has a greenhouse, as she showed me her flowers, we came to the most beautiful one of all, a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms. But to my great surprise, it was growing in an old dented, rusty bucket. I thought to myself, "If this were my plant, I'd put it in the loveliest container I had!" My friend changed my mind. "I ran short of pots," she explained, "and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn't mind starting out in this old pail. It's just for a little while, till I can put it out in the garden." She must have wondered why I laughed so delightedly, but I was imagining just such a scene in heaven. "Here's an especially beautiful one," God might have said when he came to the soul of the sweet old fisherman. "He won't mind starting in this small body." All this happened long ago - and now, in God's garden, how tall this lovely soul must stand.
I'm such a sucker for this guys voice. Especially when he's singing in Italian...*sighs* Anyway, heard this new song of his last night on the AMA awards and thought I'd share. Not the best video, but was the best one I could find with good sound...
You scored as C.G. Jung. You are more of a spiritualist than would be immediately apparent. Some of your notions are questioned by the cynical, but deep down you know the human consciousness is more than the flesh and tissue can account for. You tend to take a scientific observationist look on matters the average person wouldn't even begin to analyze. You personally are responsible for most of the ideas that are floating around in modern psychologist's/psychic's paltry little skulls. On the down side, you tend to be associated with that asshole Freud.
FINALLY!!! Not that I'm a huge Britney Spears fan, but have been wondering when she was going to ditch his sorry bum....Blech, he's just nasty! I'm not sure what the fool is thinking by trying to get sole custody of the kids; what idiot would give them to him? Then again??? She was the one speeding along without having her kid in a car seat....
LOS ANGELES - A day after Britney Spears filed divorce papers, Kevin Federline counter-filed court papers Wednesday seeking sole custody of the couple's two children.
The former backup dancer and aspiring rapper is also seeking spousal support. He says the couple's community assets are "uncertain," though Spears said in her divorce papers there were none to speak of, suggesting the two had a prenuptial agreement in place.
"Kevin is prepared to go the distance in order to do what he feels is necessary to protect and safeguard the children and will not be intimidated or dissuaded from pursuit of those goals," said Michael Sands, spokesman for Federline's attorney, Mark Vincent Kaplan.
Citing "irreconcilable differences," Spears filed for divorce Tuesday.
Spears, 24, and Federline, 28, have a 1-year-old son, Sean Preston, and an infant son, Jayden James, who was born Sept. 12. Spears is seeking custody of both children.
Spears wed Federline in the fall of 2004. They had a ceremony in September, but court papers state the couple were officially married Oct. 6.
It was nonstop drama after that.
Magazines couldn't get enough of the pair, documenting their every tender gesture and teary-eyed fight. The couple contributed to the coverage with their self-filmed reality TV show, "Britney & Kevin: Chaotic."
The tabloids depicted him as a partygoer living off his wife's fame and fortune. She was painted as a bumbling mother with fading figure and visage. Her chart-topping career all but imploded.
It was the first marriage for Federline, though he was still dating his pregnant girlfriend Shar Jackson when he met the pop star. Jackson gave birth to Federline's second child just months before he married Spears.
It was the second wedding in a year for Spears, whose 55-hour marriage to childhood friend Jason Alexander ended in annulment.
Born in Kentwood, La., in 1981, Spears got her first taste of fame at age 11 when she joined the "The All New Mickey Mouse Club" TV show. Her fellow Mouseketeers included future superstars Justin Timberlake and Christina Aguilera.
Five years after leaving the show, Spears released her debut album, "Baby One More Time" and skyrocketed to fame.
Federline appeared in the 2004 movie "You Got Served" and performed as a backup dancer for Timberlake, Pink and Michael Jackson. He released his debut CD, "Playing With Fire," on Oct. 31.
In an interview with The Associated Press two weeks ago, he praised Spears as a positive force in his life.
"Her influence on me has been really big," he said. "She's a strong woman and she knows what she wants out of life and that helps build a strong man. I look up to you baby."
You scored as Ron Weasley. You often feel like second best and as a result don't have an awful lot of self confidence, but a truer more capable friend would be hard to find.
Gah they have a website to vote on the sexiest bloke, and you can vote every 15 minutes. Hello, these people are kooks, voting for Alan Rickman. Sure at one point and time he might've been dead sexy...but now..?Erm, thinkin NOT. Come on, ya'll vote for ANYONE BUT HIM!!! (BTW, in case anyone is confused, he is NOT Snape...*gags*)
...To say that it's been a hell of a crazy, long day is putting it mildly. Thanks to my youngest *spawn* (as S and I so lovingly call them)I'm about ready to rip my hair out. The turd has thrown I don't know how many fits today, and most of them in public places. Talk about dead embarrassing!!! GAH!
Anyway, that isn't much to bitch about compared to what the people are going through in LA. My heart goes out to all of them, and their families who have suffered such a loss:( It's so sad...
....and it seriously PISSES me off that the situation in LA is being *used* and our gas prices have skyrocketed. Just absolutely no reason for it. On the way home, I noticed that it went up another 20 freakin cents! Yesterday it started out at 2.99. By mid afternoon it was $3.19. Then tonight, driving by the 7-11, it was 3.39! That is OUTRAGEOUS! And if we have a shortage of it, hell I don't know what we'll do. From what I'm told there is a very good possibility of it. Since Andy has to drive to work and it's about 20 miles away. Granted it could be worse...as I still have my family with me and a roof over my head. But still just chaps my ass a bit...
Okies, since S updated her Journal, adding all her fav rp memories, I just had to go and add mine. Man it's crazy how many I've forgotten! But I tell ya, makes me miss our old Ron/S couple...they were a freakin riot!!! I have so many favorite's that it seriously is hard to pick between them...but I will def try as there are some that are funnier than hell!!! Here are some of my fav's...and I'm thinking that more will be added as I go and reread:P....( Read more... )
You Are Opium! You like to have fun and enjoy life. Reeeeeally enjoy life. If it isn't fast, loud, or extreme forget it. You value friendship and are loyal and will not hesiste to go off if someone crosses you.
Man I haven't updated here in forever!!! But since S posted about vacation, I thought I'd add my tidbits as well. Shit I'm STILL trying to catch up and that was what, almost 3 weeks ago? Sad, sad sad!!!
HAHAHAH we had so many freakin good times down at the OBX. I'm not sure that I could pick one event that beat any of the others...but might have a few more comments to add...
1) Holy hell, when Andy was doing his Brittney Spears/Madonna lip sync (and what a freakin treat THAT was, rotfl) I think we ALL about peed our pants!!! And seriously thought we were dead...That man can't drive for shit and seems to have issues looking anywhere but where he's supposed to. But man, still laugh at S's son cackling...I still hear it echoing in my head.
2)Being busted by those two red heads was AWESOME...we're talking a real F/G in person...GIDDY UP! For I was all about making it obvious that we thought they were hot. And I was sober, rotfl...About hurt myself when S pointed them out, checking them out over her shades...meow...Lucky I suppose that I didn't get beat up by the one chic; as I think one of the twins had a girlfriend;)). NOT that this stopped me from staring, rotflmao
3) Let's not forget the READ MY LIPS when I got drunk as all hell. I just remember lots of cackling, Kenny Shay (poor Kenny Ann, lol) and hmm...that's it...What a mess I was. But gave S a hell of a laugh I think;)) Took until the next afternoon for the room to STOP spinning l-)Keep those Watermelon Smirnoff's FAR away...well, cept till the NEXT time we get together...LOOK OUT SALEM:))
4)DEFINITELY the Taboo game. S and I rocked ass...scary really how quickly we could answer the questions...Hello, what did they expect? Only takes us what...one sentence or two tops to figure things out? ROTFL...Andy (as S just pointed out) making noises, not understainding how we could answer one another so quickly. But man, put us togehter and we are frightening, rotfl...And it was soo funny as her daughter comes up and ask's if we're best friends. Guess she missed us playing the game, lmao! Which by the way, she is a little Serenity in the making, lmao...Talk about priceless facial expressions!!
5)That handy man next door was freakin HOT!!! And trust me we did our DAMNDEST to catch his attention;))...I think we succeeded, hell we had to have;))
6) That talent contest rocked!!! ROTFL still cackling at how I said I wanted a refund for Anais's dance lessons...Our kids rock, at least they have good taste in music!!!
7)THIS IS CLASSIC!!!!! How did we almost forget?!?!? We were at this place called TRY MY NUTS (pun intended, gotta see the shirts, rotflmao) and they had all this candy you could of course help yourself to. Well the dumb asses had a sign posted that there were NO samples, but had the candy where it's easily accessible to kids. So of course, our TWO hogs thought that it was more than fine to sample as much as they wanted. I turned around and my 3 year old had his freakin cheeks so jam-packed I don't even know how he chewed!!! ROTFL, meanwhile, S's kiddo was helping himself, too...Lmao, lucky we didn't get kicked out. We all bought some candy though, guess it's a damn good thing:))
8)S was hilarious breaking into a new carton of cig's trying to get them for my Mom. You'd have sworn we were doing some serious stealing by the way she was looking around...with me backing her up...Too funny...She also has this cool way of hiding them in her skirt:) LMAO
Hmmm, and THINK that is it...but there were just so many good times...Is that it? ..I'm sure we'll think of more...just wait till Salem!!!
....Merlin, what a hell of a night tonight. *sighs* I'm still trying to calm down and it's about 2 and 1/2 hours after the whole thing started. Just as I was getting ready to leave work, I realized that Andy never gave me his keys for his car to drive home tonight. Luckily my Dad was there at work with me, as he'd just stopped in. He tried to tell me that he was sure that they had an extra car key there, but didn't seem sure and when I called my Mom, she wasn't either. So I just called Andy to come and get me. Not even 2 minutes into his drive, he smacked into some other lady at a really bad intersection. Thank GOD no one was hurt. That of course was my main concern. Really my only concern. I didn't even ask how bad the car was, or really anything else. I just flew like a bat out of hell to get home (real smart, right, after what had just happened)as I heard the kids crying in the background. Just about broke my heart, as I knew they had to be terrified. So luckily when I got here, everyone really WAS okay, thank GOD. Although the other driver was supposedly beat up a bit and had to go to the ER. The BAD news is the van isn't even driveable. :( The wheel was damaged somehow and I am really shit out of luck. Big time. I have a ton going on with the kids tomorrow as there is school, and then Anais has tryouts for the dance company, which she is so excited about. Not to mention the treat of all the extra $$$$ this is going to cost. Or could anyway. And my Dad really didn't think that the van would be fixed before the trip to NC, which is just freakin brilliant. We really need a van as we have 3 car seats to fit in there. Andy was just saying tonight that the Police officer was telling him that kids have to be in a booster seat now until they are 8---and I was just starting to let Anais ride without hers. I tell you figures, right!??! But really I shouldn't be complaining as it could be much worse. I'm fortunate that my babies are okay...and that Andy and even little Jake (damn puppy...even though I admit I love the little thing, sucker ring a bell?) are alright.
Just hasn't been the best of weeks...I think I'm getting yet ANOTHER sinus infection... Which is dead depressing. I've gone without one for like a month now, and honestly had forgotten how awful it was to be sick all the time. I suppose it was bound to happen sooner or later though. I was thinking, no wonder I've been so depressed lately. I was sick about 5 times out of a matter of like 6 months and I know that medicine really did me in. If I have to take it again (which I'm thinking I might have to if I keep feeling the way I have this week) what do I do? Do I just stay sick, or go with being depressed for several weeks. I'm not honestly sure which is worse. Last time was REALLY scary as I felt things I haven't felt or even thought in ages. It was a low I never wanted to reach ever again:( I've really been hoping that I could put the sinus surgery off for a while...and had kind of forgotten about it, since I've been better. But now that I'm starting to feel nasty again, I just dunno...Just hate to think of the whole thing. Freaks me out to have someone doing surgery that close to my eyes and brain. *Shudders* Not to mention how painful it will be. Yeah not keen on that. But suppose in the long run, IF it works, it will be worth it...
Alright, need to quit rambling and go to bed...Feel better to just get it out though l-).
None but I suppose should be "bitch" by Meredith Brooks
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*Sighs* Well, my Mother's Day just started off to a freaking BRILLIANT start.:( No sooner had I gotten up and the kids---or mainly Anais was jumping down my throat. Basically letting me know what a crappy parent I am and ALL that fun stuff. GREAT day for that; timing was impeccable! Then Andy started in on me, making it perfect the whole way around. NOT that I expected to be treated like a queen on anything JUST b/c it's Mother's Day. Pfft, that is a joke in itself. But you know sometimes, it would really be nice to be appreciated, to feel as though I'm of some value. Which most of the time, I don't. I keep going forth between deciding if I'm sad or angry...and can't seem to chose between the two. Funny how the negative things usually happen for me on holidays...or birthdays...or anniversaries. At least with Andy; especially if it's our anniversary, my b-day, etc. He's got a REAL talent for making me feel like shit on days like that...*sighs* He was being an ass last night after we had dinner with my parents, angry again with my Dad. I get tired of playing the go-between them ALL the time (or rather with Andy as I would never tell Dad how Andy really feels, he'd be really hurt)and am about at my wits end with it. I'm always feeling caught between him and my parents and man it's old. Ironic considering how HIS family has always treated me poorly---or at least MOST of them. And not just poorly, but really NASTY. Hello I was the one BANNED from his parents house ages ago b/c I stuck up for myself! Psh, true it was before we were married, but even after we were married, the shit kept going and still does to this day. We go to family events and if Nicki isn't there GUESS who gets to talk to herself almost the entire time. *Raises hand, PICK ME PICK ME!* Now I don't even care anymore b/c they're all a bunch of assholes...Princess, Jim, Mr. Ed, etc... But I suppose THAT is okay...Yet he's complaining about mine! Psh...nice, real nice...I've been sorta down this week as it is...usually turn emotional during this time, but of course now that is a bit intensified. Oh, well such is life. So NOT sure now what I'm going to do with myself. Andy left for the morning to work and took Anais with him and who knows when the hell they'll be back. Might just take Sam with me and go to Perkins for breakfast. Sometimes being alone is a REALLY good thing. Alright that is my bitch session for the morning...just had to get it out instead of stewing about it. ROTFL, who am I kidding, I'll STILL probably stew about it...b-(
Gah I haven't updated in forever. Really before there wasn't much to tell...although now I'm good and annoyed, so figured it's a good time to post. Honestly, I don't get WHAT gets up Andy's ass sometimes, but something must've happened as the bum hole just got pissed off and hung up on me---- for what reason I have no idea. He asked what was wrong as I suppose my voice wasn't as chipper as normal. Told him just has been one of those days (which nothing really wrong, just tired and not having my creative jive flowing---which ALWAYS frustrates me. Of course add the demon spawn and there you go, rotflmao) and somehow from THAT he miraculously deciphered that I don't want him to go to Caleb's concert tonight. What the hell? Where did he pull THAT out from? Hello fuckwit, if I didn't want you to go, I would tell you that. It's NOT as though I'm the quiet type and he's gotta guess how I feel, as I'm sure to let him how I feel. So he had a little hissy and is like "I guess you don't want me to go so I won't go then, " then slams the phone down. This was after I asked if he's going to be late b/c of work and is this his way of telling me that he can't go. Jackass. His little hissy's seriously piss me off. And it has nothing to do with me...What the challenge is to figure out that he is only hurting Caleb and NOT me, is beyond me. Hello are we five?!?!? Dumbass.....Really sometimes, I just don't know what the hell is wrong with him. Really I'd do better to just live alone than put up with his dido's sometimes...he's worse than the freakin kids. Pfft...
AHHH to dare to dream...really this would be a good deal too...Wonder if I can trade mine in for him or RON? ROTFLMAO...*cackles to self and dares to dream* I'm sure, coot that you are LOVING all of these quizzes...if only they had one for Hermione!:)
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