Waste not

I was lured in to a local restaurant last night by the hubs. It was a family buffet style place. You know the kind where there is a lot of everything to eat, but nothing is really good. So you end up settling for something just above horse sh*$ and enjoy.
Well I started with the Cesar salad. it was good. Really I mean it.

side note: This kind of place is heaven for me, who is such a neurotic freak about my food touching.

Anyways, I get my salad, eat it. I am REQUIRED to get another plate. JOY! So, off I go to the meat island. I get a slice of carved roast beef and a piece of fatty greasy fried chicken. NOT TOUCHING. The roast beef was not too good. So one would think that I would not eat it, but noooo I can not waste food. Even thought there are mounds of plates all over that have tons of wasted food on them, I can not. My gramma used to say all the time "Waste not want not. Eat what you put on your plate". So, dutifully I eat it. I did not enjoy it and I technically did not have to eat it, but I did. WHY? Why did I make myself suffer through that. Because my elder told me to 30 bazillion years ago. I did not make my child eat everything, despite the fact I make him eat everything at home.
I go up again and grab a new plate, and see a big dish of mashed potatoes. That is the end of it for me, the rest of the night I am eating mashed potatoes. Plate after plate of mashed potatoes. Bud thinks I am nuts and the hubs realized that this is why we never go out to this type of place. Forget the rest of the food. Give me SPUDS! I will not waste them.

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For Entertainment Purposes Only

I see someone with an A around you this person was very close to you as a child..... they are with someone who is RJ...Do you know who this is? Well sure my gramma was an A and my uncle is a R, but not too sure on the J bit. I sat in what was like a Crossing over with John Edwards reading. I immediately thought of snarx who has lost a pair of earrings and she is looking for them. She lost them in her house. So I asked. He said he can only work with me he would need her to get the energy from her house. Interesting thought. It was an odd sort of reading. A lot of validation. A lot of yes this is the truth, and I believe it, as well as a lot of well it sort of applies to me. but not really. Not really predicting the future, or what is about to happen, but good none the less. So my mom wants to have a Psychic party. Go figure. It ought to be good. For Entertainment Purposes Only right?

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Road to recovery

After multiple dollars to the vet and a poke and prick here and there Miss Kitty is back to her naughty self. Knocking over picture frames from the table.
Thank you to all of you who kept the faith when I let it go.
We are keeping an eye on her and she is not going outside anytime soon. In fact every time a door opens she hides under the stairs.

So starting tomorrow we will resume our regularly scheduled programming.

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Jeeesh some Peace and Quiet please

We interrupt your regularly scheduled blogging for this important message

Ahem,

This is Miss Kitty. After 5 days of you screaming though the neighborhood looking for me I finally decided that the boys pleas of "Miss Kitty please come home, please Miss Kitty come home" finally got to me. So here I am. Now....don't touch me there. I know... it just looks worse than what it is.

Here is the detail. Apparently this guy Grandpa saw me and let me go outside . Now mind you I have only seen this grandpa character about 10 times in my life. He said go on go and so out the door I went.

It was pretty cool at first a nice summer day out in the big wide world, but then it got dark, not too bad, but not a good place to try and sleep. Definitely not home. I can't quite remember the rest of it all, all I know is that someone jumped me from behind and kapow my nice Miss Kitty face was not so nice. I am battered and bruised and kinda scary looking, but I am OK.

So here I am trying to avoid the mom, and I hear the boy calling my name. Begging me to come home. So I come out of the bushes and I see he has a big bowl of food. the biggest I have ever seen. Since I had not really eaten in 5 days I was really hungry. So I decided to go home.

The mom was glad to see me and the boy cried and said he loved me (isn't that sweet?) Anyways, I am home and I am sorry if I made anyone worry. I'll try not to do it again.

Love,

Miss Kitty

p.s I know it is a bit fuzzy, but this is me and the boy taken last week.

Harsh Reality

OK, So I have been getting a lot of flack from people who say you must not really care for your cat since you are already looking in ditches.
People.... I am a realist. If my cat is not in the very close proximity of my home (hearing me shake her food container) then logically she is out in the elements and not going to know how to care (defend) for herself; therefore I will look in the ditches on the side of the road.
I am looking for knowledge, information on her situation. Good or Bad. I spent all of last night looking all over the neighborhood shaking her food dish hoping that she would crawl out of someones porch running at me, but alas that was not the case.
It has been 4 days. I think she would have been home by now if she knew how to get there AND since I canvased the neighborhood looking for her and she did not come out, I believe that she is victim to the many possum and raccoons in the area.
That is a real fact as awful as it is. Of course I would rather trip over her in the doorway to the bathroom every morning, but she is not in my house and I don't know where she is. I miss her, and I now have to explain to Bud that Miss Kitty is gone and never coming back. After all you can only say I don't know, and maybe she will be home soon, for a short period of time before your kid catches on. I would rather tell him the truth.

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Where can she be??

I know I am still ranting on about being a bad blogger, but the truth is I just cant keep my head on straight.

As I was coming off of vacation I was told that we have to have a garage sale for the hubs dad. Since we had one for the hubs mom last year we had to be fair. OK WTF people. You each have your own house, have your own sale. Keep my home out of it. But nooooooo we have to do it. Then in all of the hustle and bustle of getting stuff for the sale SOMEONE left the door open to the house and the cat ran away (I think). Miss Kitty is 12 she is all white and declawed. She has NEVER been outside, not in 12 years has she shown an interest in being outside. She never hovered by the door, and never made mad dashes to go out, on the rare occasion that I took her out she wanted to run back in the house. She does not like strange people. She likes her window that is all.

Which leads me to believe that if she has no interest in the outside that maybe she went to sleep under the stairs. I can not get under there, the hubs has to. I have looked in the closets and under the beds and nothing. She is a big cat and always hungry. Her food dish has been full since Friday night.

So I am sad, and I keep looking for a dead animal on the side of the road, but I see nothing. Bud realized it today, which now I guess makes it all real. No more pretending that she has not been missing for 3 days. So we shared a good cry and we are going to look again today after work for her.

So I am sorry for being a bad blogger I just have nothing to say.



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Poof there he is

I am here, but not really.
I was on vacation and sometimes it takes a week to adjust from being on vacation. It is craziness. There is a laundry list of things that I need to do ( I will spare you the details).

Since I like to write about Bud I will tell you he had graduated pre-k and is now in the school agers class room at his daycare. They had a really cute graduation ceremony for the kids. The program listed the kids names with cartoon bubbles next to each one and at the top of the page it said "What I want to be when I grow up......." here are a few of the careers of choice

Emma - bus driver
Rylee - a mommy
Jacob - a rock-n-roll star
Bennett - a race car driver
Angelina - a doctor
Justin - a builder
Steven - a hockey player
Caleb - a daddy
Alex - a dishwasher (Buds best friend)
Bud - a magic guy

I almost fell over. I would have thought for sure he would have said hockey player, but noooooo he wants to be a magic guy.

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Tragedy

In Fairport, NY there were a group of 5 girls who perished in a horrific car accident. These girls were cheerleaders who were all beautiful, popular and good kids. One of them was Bud's ice cream girl (she worked at the local ice cream shop). This has been all over the local and national news, and it is very tragic.
Three weeks ago there was another accident that took the lives of 3 high school kids. This one just as tragic has not received 1/3 of the publicity that these ladies got. It makes me so angry that the class president and his girlfriend got very little time and the 5 cheerleaders get national attention.

No matter, my thoughts and prayers go out to the families.

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Fun Shoe Friday (Vacation edition)

Ok Ok Ok

I know that is nothing exciting about golf shoes, but starting at 3:30 today I will be on a working vacation. I will not post unless I have time. The fact that I have to report at 5:30 am every day, and stay until 6:00 at night does not leave me much time for anything else. So..... All I have to offer are golf shoes.

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Gramma v. Dr. Who wins???

The Hubs g-ma is in the hospital apparently last Friday while at an event for one of her 19 grandchildren she slumped over in her chair and literally passed out and stopped breathing. She was rushed top the hospital and was revived. As of now all is right with the world. However; while the doctor was performing tests on her she was feisty. She did not answer all of the questions honestly and the Dr. was getting politely irritated. Nothing compares to a mad Gma though.
Here is the example.

Dr.: Mrs. G-ma have you been light headed at all in the past?
Gma: Oh no. I have been feeling just fine. (all answers have a snide tone)
Dr.: When you get up in the morning what do you do?
Gma: What do ya mean? I get up in the morning. I am 81 years old, any morning I get up is good. I go to the bathroom. That is what I do.
Dr.: Mrs. Gma so, you get up use the facilities and then what?
Gma: I eat.
Dr.: What do you eat?
Gma: What ever I feel like.
Dr.: (looking at me) is she always this feisty?
Me: Yup!
Gma: I am sitting here talk to me. I can hear you. I am not deaf. (no she is not, she has all of her faculties)
Dr.: Yes Mrs. Gma. So when you get up in the mornings you feel good.
Gma: I did not say I feel good. I said I feel just fine. Sometimes I feel dizzy.
Dr.: So you feel dizzy in the mornings I thought you did not have any dizziness in the mornings.
Gma: No, I said I was not light headed in the mornings. I am dizzy in the mornings.
Dr.: Ok Ok Ok, So you are dizzy in the mornings.
Gma: (interrupting) Yes, I already said that.
Dr.: How long are you dizzy.
Gma: (blank stare)
Dr: Are you dizzy for a few minutes or all day.
Gma: Well if it were all day I would have been here sooner.
Dr: Yes, Mrs. Gma.
Gma: I don't like you. You ask too many questions.
Me: Gma he has to find out why you fell over. Just answer him, or he won't go away.
Gma: Well why didn't you say so. (looking at Dr.) Well lets go, ask your questions.

This is where we proceed to find out the she has been having "dizzy spells" for a few weeks.
She did not tell anyone because "it's no big deal"
So she is still in the hospital pissed a hell, and whats more they told her she can not drive anymore. Now, she is able to drive and believe it or not I would get in to a car with her. She is a good driver. It's just the passing out thing that is bothersome.
Anyways, I am glad I am not a Dr. I would not want to be on her bad side.


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Fun Shoe Friday

Just when you think that you have no shoes to wear with that outfit, here they are.

They go with every color

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Shoot out?? No Problem!

So we are still in hockey mode. We had a game last night and I have been telling Bud to stay out of the goal for what seems like forever. He likes being in the goal, but he is not a goalie. Trust me! He was the goalie for one game in this summer league and the pads did not fit him. He had to be picked up by the referee every single time he went down to block a shot. It was funny to watch, but not funny for the sake of the game. Well, my tormenting finally paid off. He stayed out of the goal and in the process played the best game he has ever played in this league. Scored one regulation goal and scored the only shoot out goal for his team. He was so happy. While we were talking about this excitement I said Bud, I can't tell you how proud if you I am. He says sure you can mommy go ahead. There I be, dumbfounded. I did not know what to say. So I just went on about staying out of the goal and getting to the net to shoot. He was so happy, that he had to call my parents in New Orleans to tell them. My dad was so happy for him. You could hear him smile ear to ear in his voice. Yeah I know not easy to imagine. But he was I know it.
The hubs was upset that he missed it since he plays volleyball in a league on Tuesday nights. I told him not a big deal, because there will be more and they will be better.
I am really proud of him though.

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Butter Mints

Oh you sugary sweet pieces of tasty goodness. Why must you beckon me to your dish. Why must you be so small that when I grab you there are so many in my hand. And why when I start to eat you can I not stop. I just keep going and going and going and going so much so that I now have a HUGE stomach ache from eating waaayyy tooo many.
Why must I have no self control over you???
Why, I say WHY!!!!!

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Just leave me alone

Crime & Punishment

With the craziness of the Memorial Day parade and all of the candy that flowed, we have a dish in the kitchen. Now, Bud has never been a candy kid, but he does like the gum. The deal was good day at school and he can have gum. Conversation goes like this:

Bud: Mommy can I have gum? (walking over to dish)
Me: Did you have a good day at school
Bud: Un-huh (picking up gum)
Me: Is that a yes?
Bud: yes, mommy
Me: OK (gum in mouth)

that part took place in 2 seconds flat, then out came the voice of truth.

Daddy: Bud what kinda day did you have?
Bud: (chomping on gum) One and a half thumbs up
Me: Did you tell a fib?
Bud: Un-huh (shaking his head up and down)
Me: Spit that gum out NOW!
Bud: Nooooo Mommy pleeeeassssse
Me: NOW!
The gum rolls off the tongue and on to the floor. Plunk. A big bright pink piece of Double bubble on the kitchen floor sitting there.
Me: Put that in the garbage.
Bud: (Stomping to the garbage) You're the meanest mommy in the whole wide world.
Me: (thinking to self yes, I am)

That part took what felt like forever. We are now in new territory and I think I need to read up on punishment fitting of the crime. I was ready to keep him home from hockey and the hubs interjected saying no. Too harsh. I guess this is just the beginning!


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a new brand of super hero

This past weekend was kinda busy. The hubs had to work his standard weekend shift, and I had to work a ball game Saturday night, but on Monday we managed to get tons of work done around the house. It felt good. The down side is that I managed to fracture a bone on my hand near the thumb where there is nothing that can be done for it. Bud fell in the garage when I was in the kitchen and as he was screaming at the top of his lungs like he had cracked open his skull I smacked my hand on the rail. Hard enough that it is swollen and not broken, but fractured.
On Monday we went to the local Memorial Day Parade. Bud loves the parades. We were sitting reading a Superman book as we waited and then he heard the music and looked up and here come the veterans in the front. Bud removes his hat and puts his hand on his heart and just as I looked down with a bit of a smile on my face at his respect for the flag and those who fought for our country, his small voice says "they are like superman because they protect us huh?" I shh him and say "yes", then that same voice screams out as loud as possible, "Look Mommy, a new brand of superhero." GULP! That is my child. People are glaring at me and a 5 year olds vision is... just that...... Untainted and pure. Taking things in literally.
I picked him up and said that they can be his superhero if needed. He matter of factly said they protect us so they are superheros. He hit that nail on the head.
Then later that afternoon while I was trying to coerce a tree out of the ground I was not prepared for my own strength, and I literally toppled over and down a hill on the side yard and took out my shoulder. It has since been put back, but hurts like no bodies business. Hence there is a reason why I do not do yard work. I did get a nice tan though.
With that I got nothing else.

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Fun Shoe Friday (Wedding edition)

Love is in the air.

The invitations are being printed and heading for the mail.

So of course the next question is what kind of shoes is the bride going to be wearing?

Are the comfortable?

Are they pretty?

Will they make her hover over her groom? or better yet is she gonna trip?

We all know we would hate to see that happen; however should it happen and we see any of the shoes listed here just realize that the bride probably had only one choice in all of the hoopla and it was the shoes......and they were probably chosen out of spite.

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Oh no you did not

I was on the website of the regional city newspaper the Rochester Democrat and Chronicle. They had a section called Prom 2007. You may recall a previous post from April 11 regarding prom dresses. Well folks I have seen it. There is a girl in Greece, NY who has actually bought a dress and wore it to a prom as seen here. This was posted on the D&C web site and I just HAD to point out that people do buy these and apparently based on their own will, go out in public.

One word. Sweater!

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School. We're ready are you?

So the hubs & I go to the meeting for Kindergarten. We learned that many parents do not listen to instruction. The first item was out of respect for all parents, please turn phones on vibrate. This did not happen. Then they addressed questions on transportation, curriculum, food service. All of the above are important however, I did not question the safety of a school bus or the driver. I had faith that the school district would take care of my child on the bus. I questioned the hubs and said am I wrong for not being worried about that? He said no, he believed that Bud would be ok on the bus too. We live less than 5 miles from the school and his after school program is less than a mile from the school. So to us a non-issue.
They will have art, gym, library time and music. Yeah! That and pizza day is Thursday.
At the conclusion they opened up the room for questions. All which were addressed in the initial information spiel. So we are ready. Yes siree we are ready! Bud will be ready and even though there are parents who do not listen, there is hope for their kids right?????
oh yes, one last note. On the questionnaire there was a space for parents to put a list of kids that you do NOT want in your child's class. Let's get real parents! It is not about you, it is about your kids.
non school related
....to let you know how awful I am.... I sent Bud to his hockey game without his hockey stick last night oops.... so I am as flawed as the next, but it is ok.

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Learning to learn K style

....not to be confused with the royal dofus K-fed.........
Tonight I have to go to an auditorium and learn how to be a parent of a Kindergartner. The letter that we received on Friday last week was dated last Wednesday. Clearly timing is not important, but making sure parents go to Learning to parent a Kindergartner is. It was indicated in the letter that parents or guardians make an "honest" effort to be there. What is a dishonest effort? We are in the process of teaching honesty and responsibility. I am sure that there are parents who have been through this, and they may not be there, but really. If I do not go am I dishonest? am I a bad parent? do I get black listed from the PTA before I sign up. What If I have to work, do I need a note from my employer?
Regardless, I am going to be there and I will listen. I will learn how to be a good Kindergarten parent.

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Bike Rodeo and Birthday

This weekend was kind of busy.
Bud had a Bike Rodeo sponsored by the police department and a birthday party for a former hockey team mate.

Saturday at the bike rodeo I was selling hots and hammies to the participants in the rodeo to raise money for CODA (Children's Organ Donor Association) and Bud was participating in the rodeo. Since there were over 100 kids registered it was going to be a nice afternoon. NOT! Just after the safety demonstration when the kids were told to get their bikes a teary face comes up to me in the food booth "Mommy... sniff sniff my bike is missing". I look around and I see a child on my sons bike. So I say to Bud "Stay here, mommy sees your bike" I walk up to the parent and say "I think your child grabbed my child's bike by accident" said parent says disgusted that I said something to her scowls at me and says "no, we have not put our bikes down" I incredulously say "...are you sure? my son has a bike like this with a broken reflector, no kick stand, no cap on the handle bar AND tears in the seat" She says no it is ours. Defeated I walk away. I go to Bud and tell him that that boys mommy said it was that boys bike.

I approach the police who are running this event and say someone has taken my sons bike and could he please look around. I also mentioned that the parent who I thought had Buds bike assured me it was hers. So as Bud is crying in the lawn because he can not participate in the rodeo, and I have to sell food. That is what I am there to do. There is nothing else that I can do for my child. That feeling is the suckiest feeling ever! I give my child a can of soda (he is not allowed to have soda) and tell him to watch.

Just as the rodeo was coming to an end another parent who heard all of the conversations I had comes up to me and says "that boy who you said had your bike is on another." I tell Bud to go and get his bike and bring it to me. I take a marker and write on it under the velcro flap his name. Completely disgusted that the parent lied to me about the bike and let my kid sit and cry missing the rodeo.

So later in the day Bud says to me "mommy that lady did not get in to trouble for fibbing, how come?" All I could say is "I am not her mommy". I wanted to say that stupid whore is not a good mommy and her mommy was not a good mommy if she does that. But I held back and said those are the people that end up in jail.

Now the birthday party was a blast Bud had a great time. He was the only preschooler there. The rest were kindergartners. He fit right in. September here we come.

p.s. mangled bike is from learning to ride with 2 wheels. That bike took a beating last fall.

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Fun Shoe friday

These have the ouch factor. I am not sure who would buy them, but they have been sold for the bargain price of $150.

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Ch Ch Ch Changes

Once again things are in total upheaval. My boss is moving on to greener pastures just as we come to an understanding of what is going on. Meaning specifically, what roles we are going to play and the like. Now with the replacements coming it is time for a change and once again uncertainty.
I am very much appreciative of the job I have, and for the money I make (of course who would not want more). That being the case I believe in trust and right now I am not sure where that is.

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Fixing makes it worse

As of today here is the new breakdown

6 in the morning
2 in the afternoon
6 in the evening

Once 7 days are up it will be

7 in the morning
2 in the afternoon
7 in the night

For the rest of my ever loving life. All this for the bargain price of feeling like shit and needing to sleep 16 hours on the weekends to recover.

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Not once but twice

Damn you popsicles!

Could I really be that stupid?

Apparently I can.

Not sure if I blogged about it or not, but here it is. One random Thursday night Bud & I sat down with the hubs and enjoyed a sugar-free popsicle for an after dinner snack. In the process of eating said popsicle it stuck to the top inner upper lip. Like an idiot I tried to pull it off and got the bottom inner lip stuck to it. rinse. lather repeat. I eventually got it off after two stuck sessions. Anyways with swollen lips for a few days and thalking like an idioth I finally healed with minor scaring on my pride. So what do I do a couple months later? You gussed it. I do again..... I have a different popsicle and this one is smaller and again my top inner lip froze to the popsicle, however the sensation of the lip adhering to the popsicle was familiar this time and I was able to pull my lip away before it really stuck. Still had minor tear age, but more of a nuisance like biting the inside of your mouth. Lesson here. No more popsicles for me.

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I'm hooked on a feeling

That feeling you may ask is the one of crap!
My throat hurts, my head is fuzzy and nothing feels good!
so there!

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You decide

I know the one picture is a bit fuzzy, but really they are similiar

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Winners: All of 'em

I happen to have a special fondness for the goalie.

Happy Birthday Hubs!

Today the hubs is another year older, so I wish you a Happy Birthday!

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Fun Shoe Friday

The possibilities that this shoe has. I want 'em.

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Let the ugliness begin

Here you have my bathroom please try to refrain from the following:

1. tossing your cookies on this lovely set up
2. laughing at the mismatched spider man towel
3. commenting on the general mess.

These were taken this morning after two showers and while getting ready for work.

I wanted to make sure that you could get the full appreciation of what a color disaster my bathroom is. Pinks, purples and the black floor.

So, this is before and as I mentioned the measurements to come with the weekly updates as to what I have actually done. It is not a big room, but we make it work.

Again the hubs thinks I am nuts and is mocking me. We will see who laughs last!

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Bathroom 101 Update

I spent many minutes on the Behr website looking at color. I have found what I like on screen, but need to see it in person. I was looking at dolphin fin. A nice mild grey color and should go with my shower curtain. Next weekend I will hit the local home improvement stores and start pricing out what I need....errr want. I need to take measurements too. My husband thinks that I am crazy and that I am not going to do this. The plumbing part is going to be hard, but I will call my father in law. I will do everything else. I am getting giddy just thinking about it.
Pictures of the current awful bathroom to come tomorrow!

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Spring project Bathroom 101

I have put my foot down and I am finally going to get the paint to do my bathroom. you see I have this really crappy pink and purple bathroom. I mean puke pink and lilac purple with a black floor. I have had it for almost 6 years and now I am finally well enough to do something about it so this week I am going to start scouting paint. I will take my shower curtain everywhere I go

I am going to change it around a bit and get a new vanity and paint the bathroom gray a nice dove gray and I just may get new flooring. If I do it will be a cream color, but I have not decided yet. I am going to do this myself and I am going to do my best to make it right. Again not an ounce of craftiness, but I will be posting the before, during and after picts.

So the hunt will be on for the perfect grey paint.

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Funky Shoe Friday Kids Edition

All I am going to say is that my son has seen these on TV and all I can say is WHY? His answer was I am glad I am a boy mommy.

so am I bud...so am I

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Who me? Cook? You're kidding right?

OK so I am not a fan of cooking, but I did this. It was "culture day" at bud's Pre K and I had to do something, but what? The hubs is Polish and I am Mohawk Indian. I could recite to you a laundry list of jokes, but I will spare you. So what is one to make after all these two cultures have NOTHING in common. Did I mention that I do not cook? No well let me tell you I do not cook, so if it involved anything hard forget it. There was also the drama of what dish do I choose? How do I choose one culture over the other? The easy Indian dish of Chicken and Dumplings was the no brainer, and a Polish Pie is a house hold favorite. Again how do I choose? I do not. I made both.
The pie I made in a lo cal version and was very good. A bit under cooked, but good. The dumplings were awesome. Almost as good as my aunts on the reservation. I did it! I cooked.

I enjoyed the cooking, but need to figure how to make less of a mess. That part REALLY sucked.

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Noah - I heart you!

I had a dream about a great doggie that a co-worker has named Noah. I never have dreams like that, but it made me tell her earlier this morning that I had this great dream of Noah. Such a cute dog!
Let me take a minute and back up here....
Noah is this cute little adorable Italian Greyhound. I believe that he was a rescued dog, but that is not the point, he was being raised by this really fascinating woman and her husband, again not really the point. Anyways, she adopts doggies of this particular breed, and loves the heck out of them. So, I tell her about this dream, and with a somewhat fallen face she tells me that today specifically this afternoon Noah is going to doggie heaven. Now I really like all of her doggies, but I really loved Noah!
When I first started at my current place of employment she would bring in the dogs and they would stay in her office. At lunch they would go out and run and come in to the office and look for snacks. I would keep some special ones in my desk for them. Noah was the first to warm up to me, and he was the one that did not look like the others. That is why, to me he was so special.
Well will be with Max in doggie heaven and I realize that I had that dream for a reason.

Noah.... I heart you!

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Whew! glad that's over!

What a week. I left work on Monday at about 1:30 to go home an party with "Ralph". That lasted about 12 hours straight. It was very unpleasant. Poor Bud is climbing on the bed saying "mommy you want water?" "It will keep you Hymated" Her apparently was trying to recall hydrated, anyways anything going in was not staying so I gave him a thanks, but no thanks. I stayed home Tuesday are recuperated. Back to myself today THANK GOD! Since yesterday felt like I was having a hangover. It did help the detox of artificial ingredients bit though. Yeah! I am on day 4 so far so good. I have been eating apples, oranges, celery & carrots; however bananas are not allowed or watermelon. Those are two of my favorites. I am feeling better too. It may just be the spring like weather too. We'll have to see.
So that is really all. 5 days left. I can do it.

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1-1-1

This weekend was such a blur. We drove to Buffalo for Bud's hockey tournament. It was a blast. tiring, but a blast. We left our house at 7:30 to get to my parents house. They insisted on going to the tournament. We got to buffalo at 9:47. Buds first game was at 10:30. They got creamed by a tournament team. I found out that a tournament team is one that is picked specifically for playing on the road in tournaments. They were really good and honestly did not belong in this tournament. So, as I mentioned we got creamed 6-1. The next game was at 2:30. We went to the hotel and checked in, had a "rest" then went to the next game.
This one they won 7-0. Bud's team mates were really bummed out that they lost the first game and they really stepped it up and played their little hearts out. They did so well. We went back to the hotel and he went swimming. had a pizza party and swimming some more. It was a blast!
The final game was the next day at 1:00 and by then all of the kids were tired and ended up with a tie that game5-5. So end result a series of 1-1-1.
What a learning experience for me, and Bud was happy to be home. " We are not going to Buffalo again are we?" No Bud, I think you have had enough.

Now Day 1 on the detox. So far a monster headache, but I have to go to the store to get some veggies. So buh bye

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Fun Shoe Friday: The Water Shoe

I love shoes. I have more that the average person should. Honestly I do! So in honor of my love of shoes I am going to start a new post for Fridays called Fun Shoe Friday.

I would buy these. Not sure where I would wear them since I do not camp and do not hike. But just to have.

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Now the mens turn

I thought about this and decided that I needed to address the other side of hideous formal wear. Should my son ever go and pick up a date for a prom and think that this is an acceptable substitution for a tux I would surely hope that his date would look at him and tell him the loser convention is next week and to go home. Now I may have to come back and kick her arse for insulting my Bud, but that is a whole 'notha issue!

'nuf said.

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Hold up here

I was just visiting another blogger, and low and behold there is a website for prom dresses. I was expecting to see something cute or fun, but NOOOOOO!!!!!!

I saw this.

Should Bud ever bring any girl dressed like this in to my house on prom night the hubs would probably give him a pack of condom's. Me, I would give her a sweater and tell her about the the woman's movement. Should she sass me I would give her a woman's movement.

I do not typically comment about other sites on mine with the exception of LDV or Snark, but this one takes the cake (cupcakes that is).

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Somethings gotta be done

It has been decided that the source of some of my unhappiness is from with in. I am not happy with the path that I have been going on. So, here I go. I am going to try something new. I am going to "detox" myself. Out with the bad in with the good. I may post progress, but it may be more of a whine session. Effective April 16th I will begin.
The reason for this is last night while I was reading a book to Bud we got to a part that he thought was so funny. He just started laughing and laughing his little boy laugh that I started laughing and it was good. The hubs started laughing too. We were all laughing so hard we were crying. If felt good to just laugh that uncontrollable laugh. Until..... I started coughing from laughing so hard.
So now I begin the "detox" that needed to begin a long time ago. If I blog it I may stay true to it, where if I don't I can cheat it.

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Stranger Talkers are you one?

Stranger talking.
This is a habit I do occasionally. If a stranger happens to walk by and comment about something in the store that I happen to be in, I will reply. Sometimes it ends up being a short sweet conversation, other times it could be a complete conversation talking about our kids and schools and whatever. Well last night while shopping as the Easter Bunny at this great candy store called Sweet Expressions I was looking at all of the chocolate and candy goodness when a person walked behind me and made the comment that there was so much to choose from. I said yes, imagine having to do it for a child who does not like chocolate. She says to me Mommyrox! Oh my gosh! I looked up and shrieked in my best low voice "La Dolce Vita"! I have not seen La Dolce Vita in months! I was so happy to see her. Her hubs & kids are all well, and she has sold 3 houses. Yeah for her! We talked a bit more and realized that we are both Stranger Talkers. How odd that a habit I will not readily admit (now I have told the world) leads to a great moment. I think that we would have not seen each other in such a crowded store had we not done this.
With that..... Have a Happy Easter

and

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Odds n' Ends

So one might wonder what I have been up to these past few days. Well there is so much to say, I do not know where to begin.

First, I am an amateur falcon watcher. No, I do not go and hunt for them, nor do I know what one looks like when flying, so I guess that makes me a tad less than amateur. Anyways, I have been watching Mariah & Kaver the two peregrine falcons that are living at the Kodak tower in downtown Rochester. There is a website hosted by Kodak that shows live time how they are.

It is really cool. I watched them last year and they had 4 chicks, this year there are only 3 eggs so far. No matter watching them is still pretty cool.

My cupboards are worse than Mother Hubbard's and I have a child. I have become a supervisor of my department at work. Surprise Surprise.

The Amerks are picking up the pace a bit and it looks like we are going to the playoffs. yeah. The equipment manager for the Toronto Marlie's gave Bud a hockey stick that belonged to one of the players. the shaft broke in the middle and this guy taped it up and gave it to him. how nice was that. Bud was so excited that he forgot his manners and did not say thank you. I told him that if he did not go and say thank you that he could not keep it. He ran so fast back to the guy to say thanks. hee hee hee

We are facing Easter again, I do not know if you recall last year, but if not let me refresh you. My family has had a long standing tradition of celebrating Easter on Saturday. Since my sister-in-law has family in from out of town she had my nieces birthday party on our Easter Saturday. it got ugly and very unpleasant. Anyways this year Bud has a hockey game on Saturday morning, and my niece is once again having her party on Saturday night. I have conceded this year to going to the party, and not having Easter with my family. Well my mom once again is being all secretive about Easter. She is having a big dinner on Sunday and has not said anything to me about it. I can not go, but she is covering up and telling half truths about it. I could very well boycott the birthday on Saturday, but I am not going to. I feel like I should. So I am annoyed again. Sometimes families suck!

That is all I care to address today.

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Example of Duhhhh

In my cube farm there is me and other guy. The IT dude was there and another guy comes in to play. Let me tell you how this played out.
Other cube guy will be person"A"
I am person "B"
IT dude is "C"
another guy is "D"

In the cube farm persons A. B & C are in conversation. Person D comes over and says to person A. Do you send out purchase orders to vendors once approved? Person A responds with a yes, if a request is made to do so. Person D says well how does one request you to send a PO? Person C says Hey A send a purchase order to XYZ Corp. We all start to laugh and person D says no really how do you request a PO be sent? C & B in unison say "Hey A send a PO to XYZ Corp."
He still did not get it.
forehead slap....forehead slap....forehead slap.
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Just stuff.

Woosh! That is how things are once again. It comes and goes in waves. Bud was sick all weekend again! He missed his game and tried to convince me, in between episodes of barfing that he was able to skate. Umm yeah, I was born yesterday. So in the house we sat all day. Alllll daaaayy! I needed to go to the store, but never made it. The hubs and I ended up going out to eat with another couple that night as my cabin fever was hitting an all time high. We had a lovely time. It's been a while since we went out like adults. Not that we acted like them, but we went out like them. After dinner we went to another friends house. We played cards and then entertained ourselves with the Nintendo Wii system.
HOLY CRAP! After playing the boxing game my arms were killing me. It hurt to put on my seat belt yesterday. I did enjoy playing the game, but not the Walmart price of 598.00. My friends got a deal before Christmas. Now since it is so popular and out of stock everywhere they can charge an arm and a leg. Lucky them.
Bud is all better so I am trying to figure what is up with the sickness that he has had on and off for the past 4 weeks. ugghh! If its not one thing it is another.
so... that is all
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short & sweet

I have been attempting to post something....anything for the past few days. I have nothing to talk about. I started yesterday with a post on being rude. It's awful where I spend physically 40 hours a week, but I did not want to do that. Then I started about the hockey thing and thought you would be bored off your arse. So I went to the next logical thing. Spring. Today its here tomorrow it will be gone. So there you have it.
Random updates:
Did I mention that I gave up soda for lent? I can't recall, but with 18 days left it is a struggle. I am tired of water, lemonade and cranberry juice. I am soooo weak.
I have crossed the 365 day threshold for being on the receiving end of another stroke. Yeah! Just out of curiosity who sets up that time frame?
I have lost no weight like I wanted to.
I want to see Blades of Glory.
Bud had "graduated" to the big donuts. On Sunday we went on our weekly trip to Tim Horton's and he said "mommy I have graduated to big donuts now,.... may I have one?" He is so funny.
I have to deal with the neighbors everlovin' cat poo again now that spring is here. That feline uses my flower box as a personal litter pan. Grumble grumble grumble.
So there you have it.
Short and sweet with nothing going on. Nothing at all.

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Feels like all grown up

Today I had to Register Bud for Kindergarten. I have all of the necessary forms and I stroll in to the board room and away I go. Now he has been going to pre-school for two years. No, he is not a flunky. It is just what they call their program. I have mixed emotions with this. Yeah! he is making another leap in life. Boo! He is growing up too fast. I know I am jumping the gun, the school year does not start until September, so this summer is going to be the best summer evah!

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Choices

Yesterday was the opening day of Papa Jacks. We were there right after dinner getting ice cream with our winter coats on. Sounds strange, but that is the practice in our little neck of the woods. We are supposed to get a snow storm again. I digress honestly there is nothing like a fresh batch of custard with fresh hot fudge. It is the smoothest & the creamiest in the world. A week from now it will still be good, but not as good.

On our way to Papa Jacks I asked Bud which he would rather do. Since we are not wealthy, we have choices to make. Does he want to go to Disney World or Hockey Camp? He has seen the pictures of Disney and looked at the travel book with us when we were deciding where we were going to stay. He thought for a minute and then said Hockey Camp. I was a bit surprised, but honestly not really. The cost is the same. Camp is expensive. We will still go to Florida, but we will not be going to Disney World. He said can we go another time? I said sure, but not this year. He was fine with it. I was bummed, I wanted to take him to Disney. I wanted to see the look on his face when he saw Mickey and Buzz Lightyear. I guess that is not going to happen. Pretty soon he will be too "old" for that stuff. He clearly is not a baby anymore.

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Just do it

please please please

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Panic Attack!

As the norm for a random Friday night, Bud & I are at the Hockey game. He says he is hungry, and that he wants a hotdog. OK, no big deal. I reach down in to my purse and pull out my camera. It is the same size and weight as my wallet, so I dig around a little more. No wallet. Thinking that I am looking in the wrong place, I start all over again. Reality sets in, it is not there. Do I panic....Nope. I am sure that it fell out of my purse when I turned the corner to pull in to my parents driveway. So when we get to my parents house I look in my car. Not there. Am I panicking yet? Nope. I get home and look there. The hubs says he did not see it. Now I start to panic. I drive to the office, knowing that I for sure had it there since I let a co-worker borrow my wholesale club card for gas. I get to my desk and Nope. Not there. I go back home in a tizzy. Did someone take it from my car when I went to pick up Bud from Pre-K? I log on to the computer to see if there are any charges on my cards. Nope, so no seasoned thief took it. In my living room I get on my hands and knees and look everywhere. Then out of the corner of my eye I see a glimmer under the hubs recliner. My wallet was way far under the hubs recliner. Apparently when Mr. Oblivious sat in his recliner he did not see it on the floor, and when I asked to check around his chair getting up was not an option for him. Thanks for the help dear! Anyways HUGH sigh of relief, and I ended up staying up until 3am since I was so wound up. That was the start of my weekend fiasco.

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Getting Lazy

It's not that I have nothing to say, it's not that I don't have the time to say Hiya. Well, that may be partially true, but I just can't seem to get my thoughts together.
So here is one that has been brewing for you.

I had scheduled a series of interviews for a job opening in my current organization. We (me & HR) call on two people who were referred by a recruiter. The first one came in smelling like a pack of day old smokes, and went in to too much detail about her baby mamma drama. The second came in pretty much together and in my opinion under dressed for the interview, but dressed appropriately for the position. The third was dressed appropriately, however she kept looking out the big window we have in the office and swaying her head.

I have made a decision.

When the time comes, and the position is right, I am pretty confident that I will not have a problem finding a job if the pool to choose from is anything like what I saw. I am still absolutely amazed. I reflected on how I interviewed for my current position. I took a shower that morning, wore a suit in a neat and trendy manor, I brushed my teeth, touched up the makeup and made sure I was not smelly. I looked the interviewers in the eye and answered their questions. That is all.

I guess people are not reading those tips on the websites for interviewing techniques, and they wonder why they are not getting the job.

There is hope for me!

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gene failure

I have been playing hooky with my child by taking him to skate with the players, and as you can see he loves it. The player in this picture has the same number as Bud.

Is there such a thing as gene failure? I feel like I have failed my child. He has fallen victim to poor eyesight, cowlicks, and now he is having issues with fluid build up in the inner ear canal. So my adorable sweet child is trying to get thought it all taking it in stride of course. meanwhile, I feel like a failure. I have been crying most days and he says "mommy, why are you crying? It will be ok" I say to him "you are right. It will be ok". I feel like I produced this child and I have let him down by not taking in to consideration the medical issues that are hereditary. He has to get glasses in two rounds. His eyes are that bad that it can not be done in one shot. How could I not notice that? How could I be with my son everyday and not see that he could not see. What else and I missing?

That was just the beginning.

I am now a choosy mother. So long Peter Pan. I loved you for 30 years. My son loved you, now because of you, it has taken me 2 weeks to get Bud to eat peanut butter & jam. He loves PB&J.

damn you!

Now for a bit of pleasantry, this is what I see outside my window at work everyday. I would much rather they be in my freezer as food, but over the past few days they have managed to bring 6 friends to eat what the downstairs people provide. It eases the stress like you would not believe.

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Happy Heart Day!

To all of my peeps!
I heart you.
May you have a happy heart day.
If you are reading this that means you.
I have thought of all of my friends
who mean the world to me
Happy Heart Day to you.

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Another one bites the dust

Yup, you heard me. Another one down and unfortunately I won the office pool.
This makes number eight! Welcome number nine. If there is actually a number nine out there. I think at this point her reputation precedes her. Anyways if there is a number nine I will give her until the end of May.

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PILE ON!

The first of many! .....and I might add, I did very well.
Bud was taken down by a big kid during his game this weekend. He was cross-checked in to the boards and became "the guy" in "kill the guy with the puck". Once all of the coaches pulled all the other kids, off mine was on the bottom of the heap. Not able to skate off by himself I watched the coaches help him to the bench where he sat. My mind racing...do I go over....do I stay on the bench and wait....do I go....do I stay... I stayed. So there I am, the freak mom waiting for the thumbs up sign from the coach. It took what seemed like forever, but then came a shaky thumbs up signal. I did not move from my spot in the bleachers. I let the coaches do their job. Then three shifts later (6 minutes) he is back on the ice and that behemoth kid that took out mine was benched! HA!
This league, since it is 5-7 year olds, is a no checking, no penalty league. Once a kid goes down you are not supposed to keep stabbing your stick at him to get the puck loose, especially if he is not moving from the top of it. So it was an automatic bench! HA HA
Bud ends up with a bruised thigh, and a little shaken, but not out. My lesson.... I can deal with my kids hockey injuries just fine (sort of)..... his, get up quick.

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Have I told you lately....

...that I love you
You fill my heart with gladness...
take away all my sadness,
ease my troubles that's what you do.
I love my car. She is the best. In this frigid temperature she has not given me any trouble. She grunted at me twice when it was sub-zero out, but started anyways. I love her. She is a 1998 Toyota Camry, and I bought her used. I loved her from the moment I laid eyes on her. She was to be the safety net in my life for my new born child, she was the party wagon when my friends and I went out on the town. She gets me from point A to point B and C. I can't tell you how many miles are on her, she might get mad. You know the whole woman and age thing, but what I can tell you is that I love her. She will be going to the spa in the next few weeks to get a new muffler. She has never let me down. She has cost me minimal money and I love her.

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The nerve

I have two of these. Shouldn't there be only one per family?
See below:
Just wondering if you need any ideas for Xxxxxx's B-day. I have a list for anyone who needs ideas. Will you all be attending the party? Talk to you soon!Xxxxxx

This is one of the rude people in my life. I actually emailed her a week ago letting her know that we will be at her sons party. She will now provide me a list of things that she wants. For Christmas she wanted me to buy books for her kids that were $9.99-$15.99 each! It was sooo rude and presumptuous. Then she had the nerve to ask me to buy her son jeans at Old Navy not the inexpensive ones the $16.99 ones then she asked for the receipt and returned them.

This is the one who bought my son get this (not an exaggeration) 17 shirts from Old Navy for Christmas they were 97 cents each and no pants. I would have been good with 3 shirts and 1 pant. Am I complaining too much? Should I be grateful that someone wants to buy for my kid? Sure, but it shouldn't come with conditions.

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-20 degrees

The local department of Children and Family services which governs the rules and regulations of schools and classrooms in private and public pay institutions has sent a notice home to parents at my child's school.
It reads as follows:

Dear Parents:
It has come to the attention of the NYS Department of Child and Family Services that oversees your child's scholastic program an overwhelming concern regarding the true definition of weather permitting outdoor play. The definition is as follows. Children enrolled in xxx (name of school) are required by law to have twenty (20) minutes of outdoor play each day weather permitting. We at the NYS Department of Children and Family Services have determined that weather permitting is anything above negative 20 degrees (-20) Fahrenheit. Your child may be excused from outdoor play at anytime providing you have a note from your child's physician on record stating the reason for the excused outdoor play and the time frame in which the child is to be excused. We hope this notice clears up any confusion.......

So on a day like today where it is 1 degree with a wind chill of -20 my child is required to go outside and play for 20 minutes. WHAT THE F&^K. Schools are cancelled across 3 counties due to the extreme cold for kids who walk to school, yet it is perfectly acceptable for my child to freeze his ass outside.
This is not just his school either. It is all private and public facilities that have children. You can bet your bippy that I am going to march my ass to the "child's physician" and see what I can do about getting a note excusing him from outdoor play where the temp is below zero.

Talk about absurd!

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I am bitch hear me roar!

Breathe in......breathe out..... breathe in..... breathe out...... It's not working!
Things have been so crazy that yesterday I forgot that there was an Amerks game. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I can't. I love hockey and I forgot about a home game. Work has been so consuming that I forget things that I have to do. Such as...... I had to run to BJ's to get snack for Bud's hockey practice last night. (snack mom again) So after I get Bud to practice and bring in the snack, I leave for the Amerks game. The hubs was there and took over, nothing like tag team. I get to the Amerks game and for some reason my heart is not in it. I am not concentrating on the game. After the second period I leave. I get home about 9pm and carry in the remaining juice pouches. The hubs says "why didn't you leave the extra box of juice?" I told him I did and he said they were short 3 pouches. There are 15 kids on the team and I left 20 juice pouches. He said there was only one box of 10. I was upset. There were 3 kids that did not get juice. Then he says Bud got sick at practice. He has had a cough since Tuesday morning, and after practice last night he coughed up so much phlegm that it required the garbage can. EEWWW!
Well I called the team manager and told her that I brought two boxes of juice pouches. She said that she saw a box in the hall and did not put two and two together until I called her. Some older kids (9-10 year olds) went in to our kids (5-7 year olds) locker room and took their snack. I felt and still do feel bad that some kids did not get juice. They practice hard and the parents I am sure count on juice for their kids after practice. I know I do.
Well, to continue my saga, Bud was coughing all night and at 2am he calls for me and says that his back is so hurting when he coughs and he is now running a fever. So I administer the ibuprofen and rub his back. He is crying that it hurts so much. I feel so bad for him. I get the heating pad out and for the rest of the night I am rubbing his back and putting the heating pad on his back. I get to work an hour late and a co worker says good morning. I replied wit a F-you. It was uncalled for, but I am tired and really far behind in my work. So I am a bitch today and I am not sure my brain can handle much more! I have emotional stress, work stress and sick kid stress. Calgon take me away. No wait, never mind that makes me itch and I do not want that stress.

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Curiosity

A long time ago I was emotionally hurt by one person and scared both physically & emotionally by another all in the same year. 1990 was the worst year in the world for me. I don't mean my best friend slept with my boyfriend, or the jackass broke my arm before I got smart and dumped him kind of hurt. It goes a lot deeper than that. One of those people has resurfaced. Not that they are looking for me, but in my conversations this persons name came up and I choked on my spit. No, really I did. If I had liquid in my mouth it would have gone flying. Apparently the shocked look on my face opened up the window for a series of questions, and the person asked do you really know "x"? What could I say. I am not a liar. I said "yes, and it was a long time ago". "Really I'd call it two life times ago". I guess from what I am told "x" lives close by and has a good life. I did not get in to former names and how I know x. All I said was just that it was a long time ago. I am glad for x to have a good life, I have a good life. Correction I have a great life. I have no complaints. No regrets (is stupidity a reason for regret?). Anyways.....for far too long this has been eating at me ( a few hours). Curiosity is dangerous. There are several dimensions to this. Do I say "hey I haven't seen x in ages, we should get together" Do I want to know how x is doing? Do I care? Do I wish "x" was remorseful? yes and no. Has this impacted how I live my life and how I treat others absolutely. For the past 16 years this had had an impact. If I were to see x I would want the biggest apology in the free world? Would I would want x to say that this has been bothersome for 16 years? yes. Would it happen? probably not. Is there anything that x could say or do to change my current life? Not a chance in hell. It is possible that x will cross paths with me in the near future probably. Believe it or not my son may need to cross paths with x. Would he know him? no. Would he remember me? not based on looks, but yes x would remember. Do I think that we could be friends? not sure. Do I want to? not sure. Do I think that this is over? no. Do I want it to go anyfurther? no, not under the current circumstances. Do I secretly wish x was am emotional wreck? unable to get on with life because of the actions taken? Sure, but life is not a soap opera. So as I sit here reliving all of those emotions, and the scars start reappearing as if it were yesterday I am curious, and we all know what curiosity did to the cat. Right?

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Eyelashes lead to cleaning

Whoda thunk that this would be an issue?
Me that's who.

I went to my friends house to pick up some make up that those ladies in the pink car sell. Note: they do not give away pink cars anymore, they are grey. Anyways.... I go over there and in the course of talking with her, after getting my pre-ordered blush & mascara I blurt out "ya know, I think I should try a new look" Well that gets me a whole bunch of "look type" items. They are these cards with samples of eye shadows, blushes and lipsticks. They are VERY cool. I have been trying a new look every day for a week. Here is where the eyelash thing comes in. The new mascara that the pink car company sells is now apparently a "lash extender" as well. For those of you with glasses (like me) a "lash extender" is a horrible product. Every time I blink the mascara brushes up against my glasses and leaves a black/brown mark on them. So, for the first ten minutes that it is on my lashes I have to clean my glasses. Now you might be saying to your self well duhh momyrox just leave the glasses off for ten minutes. Do you realize what kind of catastrophe can happen in ten minutes with my glasses off? Not only do I pay premium dollars to have the super duper ultra thin lenses so that I can see, I am as blind as a bat. No joke. So, asking me to go without my glasses is a massive accident waiting to happen.
My mornings always go something like this.
get up, shower, get Bud up (if he is not already), gel hair, get him breakfast, get myself dressed, get Buds clothes out (unless he is in a dress myself mood), start to put on make up, clean up breakfast dishes, finish make up, get Buds socks (because I always forget them...don't ask!), start hair, get a scream from Bud (he can't find something that he needs at school that day) go help Bud, finish hair, tie Buds shoes then get out to door. So you see all the running in and out of the bathroom that I do, and that it requires my glasses.
Now, in all of this I get those pesky lines on my glasses from the mascara and it makes me nuts. So I have to clean them. Now you may say just don't wear the mascara. I can't do that I am trying a new look.
So, now I do not like the new mascara because it leads to lash lengthening and that leads to cleaning.

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Another what? Sell what? Jeesh!

I thought I was going to be super busy this weekend. I was not, and I am glad. We had an Amerks hockey game on Friday and on Saturday Bud had his hockey game. We went out to dinner and came home. Sunday was just Bud & Mommy day. We watched a movie at home and played hockey inside. We went out to dinner and had a good time. Went grocery shopping at the big "super box" store and I was not impressed. Clearly nothing exciting.
We (Bud) got another invite to yet another birthday party. Will the madness ever end?????
I am also hosting a Southern Living at Home party at my house on January 30. I never have hosted these parties and here I go getting myself involved in this. I have no idea what they are, and a co-worker decided to start selling this stuff. I always told myself that I would not do this. My house is not equipped for this sort of stuff. Well guess what. Here I go. I managed to go to tons of these kinds of things, even buy from friends having a "book" party, but I have now crossed in to the realm of hosting. I will do it this once and that is it! No more. I managed to go over 5 years and not host anything that involves soliciting money from friends. I, however ask my friends to tell me when they are selling stuff, because I will buy. Go figure.

So, there you have it nothing going on.

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I spoke too soon

Since last Friday things have been absolutely nuts!

My job is crazy busy, it is year end and month end all in one shot and there is just me to do it. UGGHH! Bud and his commitment to Hockey is just that a huge commitment. We have games and practices all the time. Now we have tournaments coming up. One is in two weeks and one in April. Birthday parties are coming out of the woodwork. We had one last week and one is in two weeks and...... today we find out there is yet another on the same day in two weeks and the EXACT same time. We already committed to the first one (since the invitation came a week ago), and the second one is a nephew (invitation 9 days before party). I am not one to back out of commitments no matter what. My word is my word unless there is a major emergency. So I have guilt!

Anyways....... Bud has been skating so well, and really enjoying it. He is so neat to watch on the ice, as are all of the kids. Some times they crash and burn, but it is so neat! Do I sound like Eddie Haskel? Swell.
We had a birthday party to attend this past Sunday, it was sooo much fun, and since I am sooo behind the eight ball I was shopping for the gift for this party the day of party. I opted to have a pre-made chilled coffee drink that is sold in the cafe at a large retail establishment at 2:30pm. This was fine until I got home after the afore mentioned party and felt the need to become....brace yourself.... dun da de dah..... Drawer Woman able to clean out a childs dresser and closet in 1 hour and still have the energy to work on some of my drawers as well as my closet. I also had enough ambition to...ok hold on to your hats... cook dinner. Yes, I said it I cooked dinner. Now before you start to panic no, it was not Thanksgiving or Easter. It was a random day of the week. No, I have not got malaria or some sort of wacky illness, I have not been taken over by aliens, I just had coffee after 11:00 am. So, when all was said and done I returned to my normal self and went to bed at 10:30.

I had a hair appointment and cut short while employing the nicest girl highlight the grey to carmel. She is great.

On the another front with the new year in full swing, I am very busy volunteering, with the camp for disabled children in the area. Creating a database of donors and directors, and volunteering on a board for another not-for-profit organization. Busy busy busy.
AHL hockey has been on the road for the past two weeks and there have been no games. There is one this Friday, but not another one for two more weeks. Whew.

Now my drama is nothing compared to snarky. Her pops has been having an extended visit in his local hospital. I know that everything is taking forever and I am very concerned about you, but I will not bother you with my emails. Work, other work, and home are very demanding and I want you to know that I am thinking of you every day and prayers go out to all of you (mom, pops, snark, the idiot, tbtine).

So, I will continue on my merry way and hope that all is well.

enjoy life

Blah blah blah that is what is going on.

There is nothing going on in my life to warrant any type of post. After a month of hiatus Grey's is back on, bud is back in to the hockey thing after a two week break, my work life is still me on the verge of my wanting to stand in traffic.
I was looking for the commercial on youtube for Verizon. Have you seen the one where the dad is talking to his kids and says oh is that the new cherry chocolate lg and the girl goes yeah, then he looks at his son and says what did you get, and the son says I got the env. The dad then says what did dad get? and the girl says ahhhh aftershave. the day says no! Dad got hosed. I LOVE that commercial. I always stop what I am doing to watch it. If it were on youtube I would have put it on here, but it is not.

so that is it, nothing exciting going on in my world!

enjoy life

Shit is a bad word

On Friday we are crusin' down the interstate to get to the Amerks game and out of the blue the small voice in the back of the car says "shit is a bad word" The hubs and I look at each other pause for a minute, and before the hubs freaks out I say who told you that? He proceeded to tell me the other child's name and the hubs freaks out and says we do not say that. In our house if you hear the word damn, then you know things are bad. We are just not of the swearing kind in our house, and especially in front of our child. I may type out something here, but I will not say it at home.
I digress..... We bring this up to the teacher and she says I am so glad that you brought this up. They were unsure of what children heard it, and did not want to draw attention to it in the classroom. HELLO!!!!! Teachers!!!!! Teach children what is inappropriate when it happens in the classroom. The hubs said if he ever hears that again he is going to get out the lava soap.
Lesson learned!
enjoy life

Time flies

I am on the look out for my child. He is 5 has light brown hair and is about waist high. Oh yes, he has tendencies to scream for no apparent reason and does not sit still at the dinner table to save his life. If you have seen him please replace the now polite, 5 year old that is at my house who is sitting at the table and asking to be excused. The screaming has gone away, which is why I am surprised that I can not find my child. It seems overnight at the ripe age of 5 I have a new child. As we were sitting at the table for dinner I said to him, "excuse me, where is my Bud? Have you seen him" The reply I got was "Silly mommy, I am right here." To which I exclaim " Noo, My child never sits at the table nor does he talk like a big kid." "Well" he proceeds "I am now 5 I am a big kid" I start hootin and hollerin like it is a party and I am reprimanded by this polite 5 year old by him reminding me that there is a time out chair for me if I do not behave. I thought this day would never come, and in the same token, I am sad that it is here already.

enjoy life it goes by too fast