Monday, March 27, 2006

Ellipses

One last thing for today.

My husband says I overuse ellipses in my writing.

Hmmmmm.

I'll have to mull that one over and see what can be done about it. I'll fit it in next to cleaning up the cat puke and keeping the beagle from waking up the neighbors.

*smile*

I love you too, Dear!

Life Outside Our Office!

WOW!!!

There really ARE people that live outside my office! I have proof because the dogs bark every time I let them outside... and I KNOW that they can't be barking at the pesky squirrel in our backyard at 9:37 pm. So, there must be at least ONE person outside our office! *Sigh* Sad, really, that I have to think about the lurking next door neighbors as someone worthy of talking to.

Especially the guy behind us...

Mr. I-Work-Midnights-So-Can-You-Keep-Your-Beagle-From-Interrupting-My-Sleep

THIS guy I'm ready to boil in Beezle-Nut Oil. I mean REALLY, how the heck does he expect me to keep a hound dog quiet in the middle of the damn day? What's worse, is that I actually TRY to keep the dog quiet. I relentlessly let the dog in and out in a timely manner in hopes that she'll (her name is Delilah) keep her mouth shut. The dog, on the other hand, thinks this is some sort of warped game that she gets to play.

"Ok Delilah, go pee."

WAG WAG WAG

"Good girl." (Door shuts. As I turn, the dog immediately starts to bark her fool head off. I open the door and shout loudly.) "DELILAH! SHUT UP!" (I slam the door. All stays quiet for 10 or so minutes.)

BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK

*Sigh*

(I open the door again... she comes inside.) *Damn dog.* "Good girl, Delilah. Remember... no barking in the back yard."

WAG WAG WAG

It's like another child that won't listen to me. It'll drive a sane woman to drink heavily (not that I've ever thought of doing that.)

At any rate, between him, my house (I may actually think about Fearless31Girl's suggestion of having a house fire so ServPro will come in and clean up my messes), my kids, work, finances, the relentless [I love this word] driving I do every day to get everything accomplished and my own sanity... I'm ready to call it a day.

Hehe... A Day In the Life... I crack myself up!

Normally, I would only post once a day, but... these thoughts just had to be let it out...

... Or, I'll end up like that crazy squirrel in my back yard in the afternoons.

What's the Scariest Word to a Parent of Kids with Teeth?

O R T H O D O N T I S T

Yep... it's that word that no parent with teeth-aged children want to here. But, here we are, my husband and I, contemplating an outpouring of 'serious' money to fix our 7 1/2 year old's cross bite.

It's scarey, really. All that money... all those 'adjustments' at the doctor's office. I mean, we're still having issues with the little guys eyes (more on that another time). My husband had braces. He hated them. My plan... to catch weird things with my kids' teeth early so they can be fixed BEFORE they hit middle school.

Sooooo... what now? A 'records' appointment where they'll take molds of my son's teeth and get xrays. A real detailed look at his mouth and how things are coming along in there. $235 worth of detail. *cough*

The ONLY good thing about this right now... at least the doctor is cute.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Tales of a Saturday

Well, here we are again...

Worked today. I work two jobs; one in retail. I won't say where 'cause it really doesn't matter. What matters, apparently, is that I didn't 'open enough credit app's' this month. What that translates into in retail-talk is that I didn't make the company enough money today to pay my salary... and they're MAD. *sigh* It always amazes me that people really think that you'll be freaked out by talks like the one I had today. "If you don't open an app today, Nancy, you'll have to go see the store manager. You've been 'on the list' for two months now. You really need to open an app."

"On the List"... interesting. I've been on someone's list ever since I was five... for one reason or another. Apparently, the talk was supposed to 'scare' me into processing a charge card for some unsuspecting customer walking through our over-priced, yet perfectly manicured, store.

Had ZERO credit processes today. Guess I just wasn't that scared. *shrugs*

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Home life has been interesting.

Can't remember if I mentioned my husband getting bit by our dog. Now the poor guy has this infected arm and can't use it for anything... and I mean ANYTHING. The dog (a lab/pitbull mix who's 11 years old) doesn't have the slightest clue about what he did to his owner. My hubbie says he doesn't remember much either. Seems like a lot of money in prescription and office visit copays to have no one remember ANYTHING.

I need to clean the diningroom. I HATE cleaning the diningroom. I hate cleaning. It's such a waste of time. It just gets messed up and you have to clean it again. Anyone with me?

It's almost bedtime for the kids. It's almost bedtime for me. I'm SO tired.

Until next time...

Friday, March 24, 2006

What is it about computers?

What is it about computers that when you're in a hurry they just won't work? I've been trying repeatedly for 2 hours to get our other desktop to connect to the internet to no avail. It's maddening!

And my husband wants to know why the house doesn't get clean... sheesh! Because I'm fighting COMPUTER/INTERNET fires all morning.

My poor daughter... stuck watching Wonder Pets by herself AGAIN... I'm sad about that. I so want to sit with her and just chill. *sigh*

The Beginning...

Ahhhh... finally a place to write my thoughts, feelings, hopes, dreams and any other crazy idea that happens to flop into my head.

I sit here in the office surrounded by a group of unrelated things... my oldest son's homework, kids board games, my cat (Tiberias), my dog (Delilah), my husband's crazy, old, heavy, gun-metal-grey desk and crayon scribbles on the walls from my 3 year old. It pretty much sums up my life to this point.

Jumbled.

Why start a blog you ask? *plbbb* Who the heck knows... a cheap form of therapy maybe or just an outlet for an over-whelmed mom of three.