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Monday, July 18, 2005

My weekend.....

My weekend absolutely positively sucked ass!!!

Here's why.....Bullet style!!!!!

* AF arrived just before dawn on Saturday morning, but I was prepared physically and that bitch didn't get my new Victoria's Secret undies, emotionally she friggin bowled me over.

*We "visited" our new appliances at the home improvement store, why we "visit" our major purchases I'll never know, only the DH knows.

*I cried all weekend, even made matters worse by watching "Fahrenheit 9/11"

*And S2's Butterfly is prettier than our moth!!! Damn it, but we have a hummingbird...got one of them?

*Princess told me today "Mom, is this Billy Idol (while listening to music)?" "Yes, Princess it is", Princess"he is washed up, a has been, and I don't like him, put on some Ozzy"

Rock on baby girl, things are looking up, they have got to be.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Why would I even think to do this!!!!!

Moron that I am decided that because my terminal bitchiness was so overwhelming the past few days and culminated today with NASA scrubbing the launch, I decided to test early, and what did I get... A BIG FAT NEGATIVE, well if the headache and the bitch factor were not the sign that old AF is on the way maybe a smack in the face is well deserved. My thinking was hummmmm, family is depressed to anniversaries of deaths of by wonderful grandmothers, Friday marked 17 years my maternal grandmother is gone and today marks 1 year of my maternal step grandmothers passing, bright idea of mine hummm...lets get a positive and cheer everyone up. Yes, so eager to please thats me!!! So today Princess and I have the whole day planned, we are pretending we are astronauts, crafts related to space, even all the cool freeze dried foods, and friggin NASA scrubs the launch, then a storm rips through and outs our power and my bitch factor well it's clearly genetic, she is a mini version of me. God I love her but boy can I be overwhelming. So I am figuring yet again this month I am not pregnant, even though in reality I was not to test until Saturday or the latest Monday, I guess we will wait and see, maybe just maybe. Please God. This is just "rediculous".

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

What does one owe?

OK Here's the background on this one.

Neighbor moves in last year, we find out he is a coworker of DH's. I have refererd to themin previous posts, negitively of course. They have a party for the wifes 5 year old. 5 year old a bit mature for my little Princess, so playdates were few and far between. Wife attemts to use us for various things, ie: 6 PM one night, a phone call in the dead of winter, "uh, whats up? Could you go pick up my dry cleaning?" My response , "no are you crazy." Soon after she sends the 5 YO down with a tub of clothing for my Princess. Hummmmmmmm. So I send many thanks. Over the course of the last year DH and neighbors DH have a casual work realtionship, with the occasional ride together to work, borrowing of tools etc. I do not really care for the wife, I truly believe she is trailer trash and hooked this man who seems to be OK, they have one child togetehr and another on the way (just another reason to hate her too), she has 2 children from a previous marriage and I have done the math and #3 was conceived long before her divorce was final. So, now her DH is turning 30, she is having a surprise party and just this weekend brought down another bag of clothing for my Princess, and today shows up armed with invites for the surprise party. The party of which yes we were invite, no I wasn't planning on going, but now I have been told to deal with it because now it is more like a "work function" for my husband whose job relies on the trust of another. So what do I owe this woman? I just know that she'll be asking for something else, sometime soon. What to do? Normally I would just come out and say uhhhh hun, I know what you are up to but as I said I have been advised not to as God forbid DH needs her DH at work. She was here for about 20 minutes today and all I could think of was God please don't come out of Princess, "C is a brat." Which is her DD. Argggghhhhhhh, and there is still a month to this party.

Tuesday, July 05, 2005


OK for some reason or another I checked blog patrol today. I have some really different people checking out my blog. Partially I am flattered, really I am, but I have no idea after checking out their blog why they even looked at mine. NO COMMON THREAD WHAT SO EVER!!!!! Frankly it creeps me out, so if you are a lurker reading my blog, please comment, I would love to know why some of you, whose blogs are not even in English are reading up on crazy old me.


So this is an essay on "How I spent My 4th of July Weekend", with a sort of coming of age at the end.

My weekend started out with Foundation Benefit for my dearest friend who passed on 9/11. This BBQ is to honor his memory and celebrate his birthday, 7/4. The whole thing is bittersweet, yes, the money raised goes to a fabulous cause, yes, we celebrate his birthday, but with the bagpipers piping, Amazing Grace into Happy Birthday into Yankee Doodle Dandy, tears streamed down my face, bottom line is he is not there. The whole thing just breaks my heart. My heartbreaking is probably the reason I have yet to post any real insight into 9/11 as of yet, way too upsetting. You see I remember 9/11 everyday when I look up and see the picture of my dearest friend who is longer here on earth, yet I know he is here with me.

So onto the second of three BBQ's for me, well boy was this not uncomfortable, high school friends of DH's, ones we have seen as recent as 2 weeks ago at a wedding of which was the first time meeting the bride. Hummmmm, out of a dozen people I was glad to see the hostess and her 4 year old son, whom of which Princess delighted in playing with and he was such a gentleman. Far cry from his father. The wedding was the same group of people which DH had attending HS with and we as a couple had spent every waking moment with for 6 years of our relationship, yet the women, minus the hostess were all new, finds of the aging boys via the internet. Good lord. Aging oh so ungracefully these young men, now grab at whatever they may hook, line and sinker, they marry them. PUKE.

Off to the third BBQ, or Carnival as the case really truly was. Prefacing this with the question, "How much is too much?" This was to be a backyard 4th of July BBQ. Catered with a hot dog cart, slushy machine, pretzel vendor, popcorn vendor, sushi bar, any God's quantity of alcohol, amusement rides and games, oh and the standard $150,000.00 pool, tennis and basketball courts and hot tub and the store bought children's 30K swingset. Yes, I said store bought, while many of us struggle to have children or are even blessed with one or many, my girlfriend (who I use the term with much sarcasms) purchased hers, so much so that she purchased 4 and returned the 2 she disliked. My little Princess was so puzzled by it all that she asked " Mommy, where's my Nanny?" I said "well Princess, why do you ask? " She said "well then you could go sit down over there or play tennis." I said "why do you want one?" She replied "No, I like you better." So I am assuming this is a compliment.
:-) This along with jumping in the jumping tent with my daughter was the highlight of my day.

My lesson learned was as recent as this week I had an email conversation with another Mom in my Mommy group and as I himmed and hawed as to how great my former hometown county was, I found driving home last night, thanking my DH profusely that we had left that all behind, to have a fulfilling and simpler lifestyle yet have all the creature comforts life can afford without jamming them down someone else's throat. To be able to raise our daughter and hopefully someday her siblings to be responsible, respectful adolescents and adults. Yesterday showed true that my child, thank God is not a snotty little rich kid and that the environment of people, friends and surrounding truly do influence your children.

So for any of my Mommy friends that read this, or anyone who is involved with me through this blog, thank you, thank you for keeping me grounded, and if I ever get out of control please, please remind me I could be A. Grounded yes, I am but you know can't be everything all the time, MEOW, HISSSSSSSSSSSSS.


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