:: Tuesday, August 12, 2003 ::
Happy Birthday Terry. Hopefully you will find something, somewhere to make you happy.
The virus... LovSan, or W32blaster, whatever you wanna call it. Has attacked. It hit Chuck's computer last night. He's working on it at work today. Fun Fun
:: Tish 9:11 AM [+] ::
Ok, so I'm really pissed. Another long post ranting about work and the irresponsibility of my sister in law, and guess what.... it's gone....
:: Tuesday, August 05, 2003 ::
I really love this. I should have known to cut and paste before I hit post and publish, I should have known.
Grrr... Ok.. So my sister in law and brother in law are irresponsible and have trashy friends. They go out drinking and partying and have no concern for their children. Work sucks, because the people I work with irritate me.. nuff said. Maybe more later
:: Tish 8:54 AM [+] ::
Another thought... if you can't find any clothes... why must you destroy the piles of neatly folded clothing that I have on the couch instead of the pile of unfolded laundry that's just thrown there??? Please tell me this
:: Tish 5:39 AM [+] ::
OH... I forgot... American Wedding... Cute, but, definately a wait for PPV or HBO... Not as screamingly funny as the first, not as generally humorous as the second. I hate porn spam IM's... they piss me off
:: Tish 5:38 AM [+] ::
I long for the mornings when wake up time was later than 6 am. John... My late sleeper woke up at 6 am this morning. With the Saur... banging my head... the pupdog under me and Dooby randomly banging around. I long for the days when he didn't want to get up until 10 am.
:: Monday, August 04, 2003 ::
He just finished eating peepa for breakfast... Pizza in toddler talk, demanded rapidly after he saw daddy wrapping Pizza up to take for lunch to work. now he's hovering... not on Jacob of course... on me... The upside to this awakening early is that Buffy is on. I always senjoy a good BTVS but this one... I only have eyes for you... is one of my favorities. At least until Spike and buffy hook up.
I'm thinking seriously about how I'm going to nap tommorrow, because I'm insane, and agreed to work tommorrow night because the boss person didn't schedule anyone... which makes no sense to me. Laundry to do today, packing and the like.... We're going to Texas this weekend... Thrill thrill Joy Joy
More coffee... two is just not enough... Might catch Nip/Tuck tonight. But it comes on the same time as Charmed, and I'm pleasantly addicted to Charmed. Ok... first load of landry on... a rewash since Chuck left it in the washer, instead of drying it this weekend, like would have made sense. Then to surf qvc, and ebay...
:: Tish 5:35 AM [+] ::
I'm pissing Chuck off. There's nothing on tv so I'm bored. Especially the condition he left the house in this weekend. He's getting lag for his game. Oh well... I'm so terribly upset. John finally took a nap at get this 5 pm. 5 fuckin pm. Not when I needed him too... like any time from 10 am until 3 pm when the migrane was from hell, and it was hot as all get out in here because the AC was fucked. Then of course it's been a Suzanne Somers weekend on HSN. I hate it... I'm broke and I want one of just about everything. Then of course this evening was Marie Osmond dolls. I'd love to start collecting but once again... I'm broke.
Summer sucks. Nothing on TV. The heat is ridiculous. Jacob has whined all damn day. I think I'm going to watch a movie
:: Tish 5:51 PM [+] ::
It's the Monday after my weekend to work, which means, my house is a wreck. My kitchen is a disaster, and there are no clean glasses, because my husband and my son think that they have to have a brand new glass every time they get water/coke/juice... etc... It also means I'm tired and grumpy and will have to spend the majority of the day clenaing up after their mess from the weekend. If I could only get him to take out the trash... GRRR it irritates me to no end. I can manage to get laundry, dishes, and kinda tidy up around here when I'm home with the kids... but NOT him..
:: Friday, August 01, 2003 ::
I hate people who perpetually call in... especially on the weekend. There are two of them, and they both work my weekend, and you can guarantee that one or the other of them will be either sick or have car trouble... and one of them has a horrible habit of just not showing up or calling at about 7 and saying she overslep and will be an hour late. The shame is she's a darn good nurse. Of course if I tried that mess, I'd be fired on the spot. I try not to call in. I don't always succeed but last time I called in was in June with my 10 day stint with the pink eye.
Two weeks from today and the mommy chorus will be one voice down. We finally got Jacob's school supply list in the mail Saturday. It's not too terribly bad, just a few things. I requested off the Sunday for Jacob's open house. I have yet to be able to go to one because I'm usually working.
John's taken to carrying around a Scooby all over the place. he wanted to feed him breakfast this morning, and he's sitting in his chair with Scooby on one side, toast on the tray and watching Jay Jay the Jet Plane. I'm kinda concerned that he'll be over the wiggles, as much as he likes Jay Jay by the time his birthday comes along. oh well he's getting Wiggles anyway, especially since I've already bought the stuff.
:: Tish 7:46 AM [+] ::
Well, I dropped 200 bucks yesterday buying school clothes for the oldest monkey. He got five pair of pants and a good half a dozen t shirts. Then there were other things that I got.... including a couple of tops for mom, and some clothes for dad. Jacob's got two weeks before the grind starts again. I'm not sure he realizes exactly how soon that is. I did convince him that a new backpack was needed, I'm tired of looking at the camo one.
:: Monday, July 28, 2003 ::
I'm supposed to be writing an email to my sisters, internet love. The guy who God told her they were meant to be together. She's stopped eating just about everything , become a hermit, and stays up all night and sleeps all day because she's talking to the goofball. I still think dad needs to pull the plug on her, but I don't think that will happen. I guess I'll try to work on that today. Lord knows if it will do any good, but dad called again last night so I'm dying to know what kind of stunt she has pulled this time.
Today's her birthday...
My sister Stephanie is having a girl. She found out last week. I've already started picking up a few things. In that matter I'm afraid I'm turning into my mother. I'm going to scour ebay in a while. I'm so hopelessly addicted
Oh hell.... the computer crashed... Now I can just hope that the whole thing doesn't blow and I loose all this post...
:: Tish 6:17 AM [+] ::
Ok. So I'm ticked. I decided to restart this thing because I had fallen into a deep depression, then I get this huge long post done and bam... it gets lost because my dear darling son crashed the computer playing his game. Oh well..
:: Friday, February 28, 2003 ::
He's dissapointed now, because I told him his game playing decreases as of today, because I'm cutting his game playing significantly in preparation for school to begin. I'd love to get a school supply list, but Country day is pitifully derilict in their duties to supply me with a list. I guess they're not used to anal moms who like their kids to be prepared before hand, not the day before school started.
I've decided to talk to his doctor about his super paranoia and panic. He's scared to death of everything and the things that come out of his mouth amaze me. Things I would never have thought of when I was his age. Fears and panics about him dying his brother dying.... I think this isn't normal... His daddy think's it's a phase, of course his dad suffers from major panic attacks that I've finally convinced him to be medicated for. It has helped significantly.
My back is killing me... I hurt it doing CPR Friday, of course it seems like more days than not I come home from work with my back killing me. If it's not any better by tommorrow I'm going to try to get a MD appt. I know this isn't normal. I just hate to go complaining about back pain, because it's so subjective, and I have always had this fear of being considered a seeker. I have chronic migranes, and back pain. those are two of the most common problems that drug seekers come in with.
John is so silly he's talking up a storm. I can't believe how much he's grown. He speaks in full sentences. Of course I think he's the smartest two year old on the planet... can I be wrong...
:: Tish 6:40 AM [+] ::
I've been of a singleminded persuit lately. Alternately searching Amazon.com for True Crime and Psycho Serial killer stuff, and searching E-Bay for "The Wiggles" merchandise.
:: Thursday, February 27, 2003 ::
I was at Books a Million yesterday and picked up a couple of books for myself, but mostly books to entertain Jacob since 1) he made straight A's on his report card and 2) he is off all week next week for Mardi Gras. Yeah I know it's not a major holiday anywhere else, but around here it's an all out occasion. Of course most schools only take off two days. Jacob however goes to a private school and they don't take off all these other teacher converence days, and stuff, so they get to take a whole week off for Mardi Gras. I'm off three of those days as usual.
About the true crime books. I picked one up yesterday, then it fell off the bottom of the buggy. I can't remember the title, so I've been scowering Amazon for it. Haven't found it yet, but I've wish-listed about three dozen others.
It's pathetic. I'm watching Baywatch Hawaiian wedding, because there is absolutely NOTHING else on Television
:: Tish 5:14 PM [+] ::
I'm trying not to be, but I just can't help myself. You guys remember the shooting that happened last week here where the cops were killed. Well a few groups have heald candlelight vigils in the officers memories over the last several days. There has been a lot of media coverage of the funerals and the like. It really is a huge tragedy. I mean this is the first time in 40 years that an officer has died in the line of duty here.
Well last night the NAACP held a candlelight vigil for the GUNMAN! Can you believe it. This murderer. The man who shot one cop, then two days later killed two and wounded four more, in a friggin drug crack down. What in the holy hell makes them think that he DESERVES a candlelight vigil. Now they're making it all racial. They're on an anti-cop tear, and saying that the police invaded this neighborhood just because it was a black neighborhood, and randomly started shooting. UHM I was watching the crap on television. THIS MORON started shooting at the cops. They were going there to serve a warrant because he had shot a cop two days before. Why the hell is this the cops fault??? I just can't see it.
Yes, I feel for his mother. Loosing a child in any circumstance is hard, but what about the two men that he murdered, who were just doing their jobs????
Here's the article http://www.thetowntalk.com/html/1344FFAE-D1A7-40EB-9A1D-7A3BD1BC5C6D.shtml
And another http://www.thetowntalk.com/html/FD884AD4-B484-4447-AC98-041FAC9B6CE6.shtml
I just am having a hard time getting over this one. Maybe it's because my dad's a cop, and this hits close to home.
:: Tish 4:39 PM [+] ::