I just found one of my rats dead.
I HATE it when my pets die.
Not only is it sad, but it grosses me out.
I wish she had waited a day to die, so that Armondo could have dealt with the dead animal. I just don't handle it well. I couldn't just leave her there either, because there's still a LIVE rat in there, and I didn't want her to have to hang out with her dead sister all night.
And then there's all the questions:
How'd she die?
When did she die?
Did she die from a heart attack when Cherry was hitting the side of their home today?
Was Cherry hitting their home BECAUSE the rat wasn't moving?
Have I been feeding them enough?
I meant to clean the cage today, were the filthy conditions to blame?
I haven't bothered heating the house lately, were they too cold?
Rationally I think that the rats are over two years old and they've lived out their expected life span. The cage isn't THAT dirty, and I've left it longer in the past. It CAN'T be too cold, that's just silly.. But maybe I haven't been feeding them enough.. UGH! I hope my rat didn't starve to death!! Probably not though, both rats are pretty plump.
So anyway, I walked into the room where they are in order to check on their food, and water and to see if I could let the cage go one more day without cleaning it, when I saw her dead there. I do NOT deal well with dead animals. I can't touch them. It just gives me the heeby jeebies!
So, I grabbed three grocery bags. I put two over my hand and used the third to put the rat into. I couldn't help but shudder as I picked up the limp body.. (ok, there's a clue, the body was still limp, meaning she must have died in the last couple of hours... that's if I know my CSI well enough.) Then, I put the body and the bags in a big garbage bag and took it to the outside can.
Today was garbage day. Which means there will be a dead rat in my garbage for a full week.
My friend L.B. wants to be a funeral director/embalmer. She's crazy!
Thursday, March 30, 2006
I Need HELP!
I need help! LIKE RIGHT NOW!
Armondo is on his way home tomorrow afternoon.
Tomorrow is our 2nd wedding anniversary.
I don't have a present for him.
I didn't have one last year either.
WHAT CAN I GET HIM IN SUCH SHORT NOTICE?!?
(I have two hours to shop tomorrow.)
HELP!!
Armondo is on his way home tomorrow afternoon.
Tomorrow is our 2nd wedding anniversary.
I don't have a present for him.
I didn't have one last year either.
WHAT CAN I GET HIM IN SUCH SHORT NOTICE?!?
(I have two hours to shop tomorrow.)
HELP!!
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
The Sparkly New Towels.
I know you've all been waiting for this... I mean, you all remember reading about it in my old blog (sorry, no link..). I spent a whole wad of cash on new towels a week and a half ago. Here are my before and after shots.
Tell me what you think. Was it worth it?
Mr. Fab, do you get it now?
Before/After
Before/After
Tell me what you think. Was it worth it?
Mr. Fab, do you get it now?
Before/After
Before/After
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Lazy Blog.
I got this email from the lovely Leigh today. Just thought I'd share it with you and share my thoughts, which I have included in brackets.
1. You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE." (Nah, never done this... PSYCHE!!)
2. You watched the Pound Puppies. (Yeah, I really liked that show, and was pretty sad that I never had my own Pound Puppy. I think that the reason why I always feel like I need to "rescue" animals is because of this show!)
3. You can sing the rap to the "Fresh Prince of Belair" (Now, here's a little story, I'm about to tell...about how my life got turned upside down...)
4. You wore biker shorts under your skirts and felt stylish. (Heck YA!.. I think we should bring this back, not only to be stylish, but also, you could just run around and not worry about flashing!)
5. You yearned to be a member of the Baby-sitters club and tried to start a club of your own. (Yeah, I read them all, and can remember all of their names! And, yes, I tried to start a club of my own, but when that didn't work, I still made a "Kid Kit".)
6. You owned those lil Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls. (Only one!)
7. You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey on Blossom ...................... (And, boy was he cute! Whoa!)
8. Two words: M.C. Hammer (uggh)
9. If you ever watched "Fraggle Rock." (What ever happened to that show? I remember having all the Fraggle toys from Mc D's too!)
10. You had plastic streamers on your handle bars. (Pink and white ones on my Strawberry Shortcake bike.)
11. You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales." (Duck Tales, wooo ooh, something something... Duck Tales, woo ooh!)
12. When it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons. (Are there still Saturday morning cartoons? My kid isn't old enough yet for me to know!)
13. You wore a ponytail on the side of your head. (Yeah, and I even remember writing a story for school, and in it I talked about a girl who wore a ponytail on the side of her head, and who looked in the mirror and thought to herself "I look GOOD!")
14. You saw the original "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" on the big screen. (umm.. I think I waited until VHS, but in theory I COULD have...Wasn't Kasey soooo dreamy?!?)
15. You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school. (I have no idea what you're talking about!)
16. You made your Mom buy one of those clips that would hold your shirt in a knot on the side. (We just tied them into knots on our own...)
17. You played the game "MASH" (Mansion, Apartment, Shelter, House) YUP!
18. You wore Jordache Jean jacket and you were proud of it. (Mine was MEXX)
19. L.A. Gear... (Don't REMIND ME!)
20. You wanted to change your name to "JEM" in Kindergarten. (I wasn't the only one?!?)
21. You remember reading "Tales of a fourth grade nothing" and all the Ramona books. (Yup, and when I saw them in a used book store the other day, I wanted to scoop them all up. But I didn't. SOON THOUGH!)
22. You know the profound meaning of "WAX ON, WAX OFF" (umm.. I honestly don't think I've watched Karate Kid!)
23. You wanted to be a Goonie. (no, but I wanted to KISS a Goonie!)
24. You ever wore fluorescent clothing. (I'll never forget my hot pink and black Skull Skate jacket!)
25. You can remember what Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off... (Yeah, but the neighbour hood kids all told me he was a "fag", so I started to say that too, and I had no idea what it meant!)
26. You have ever pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf. (Floozy!)
27. You took Lunch Pails to school. (Yup! The one I remember most was orange with a picture of ALF on it.)
28. You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets. (Don't remember them being banned!)
29. You still get the urge to say "NOT" after every sentence. (Yeah, right. NOT.)
30. You remember Hypercolor T-shirts. (I wanted one SOOO bad! My best guy friend had one and I would always run up to him and touch him and put hand prints all over it... hmmm... come to think of it.. maybe those shirts were kind of ... kinky!)
31. Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band. (They dressed so cool that they always made the scene!)
32. You thought Sheera and He-Man should hook up. (Kay, now that is JUST GROSS!!! THEY'RE TWINS FOR LOUISE'S SAKE!)
33. You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged friendship bracelets. (I don't know ANY of my childhood friends anymore..... how sad is that?)
34. You ever owned a pair of jelly shoes. (Yeah, but omgoodness, did they ever hurt my feet!)
35. After you saw Pee-Wee's Big Adventure you kept saying "I know what you are, but what am I?" (I am NEVER letting my kids see that movie!!!)
36. You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up" (I still say it!)
37. You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates. (Well, not really...in fact, I've only gone to roller skate in a rink once and that was four years ago, and I wore real skates, not inlines.)
38. You ever got seriously injured on a Slip and Slide. (Injured?!?! Where were the parents?!?)
39. You have ever played with a Skip-It. (YEAH, AND THIS ONE TIME, I SKIPPED SO MUCH THAT THE COUNTER WENT BACK AROUND TO ZERO!!!)
40. You had or attended a birthday party at McDonald's. ( A gazillion!)
41. You've gone through this list occasionally saying "Totally awesome" (mmm.. no, but "Rad" came into my mind a few times!)
42. You remember Popples. (I still have my "Popples Pyjama Party" book that I had as a kid. I read it to Cherry sometimes!)
43. "Don't worry, be happy" (OOOHH HOOO HOO HOO HOO HOO HOOOOO OOO OOO)
44. You wore like, EIGHT pairs of socks over tights with high top Reeboks. (Two pairs for me, hot pink and neon yellow together were my favourite!)
45. You wore socks scrunched down. (I had a nice purple pair of scrunch socks.)
46. "Miss MARY MACK MACK, all dressed in BLACK BLACK BLACK" (You've lost me here.)
47. You remember boom boxes Vs. CD players. (Yeah.. but I was too young to have either!)
48. You remember watching both "Gremlins" movies. (I can remember that I've seen them, but I can't actually remember them.. Armondo can though! And he called Cherry his "Little Mugwy" or something like that when she was newborn.)
49. You know what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare!" (Cherry's whole room is decorated in Care Bears!)
50. You remember watching Rainbow Bright and My Little Pony Tales (yeah, and don't you think the "new" My Little Ponies look really weird?!?)
51. You thought Doogie Howser was hot. (CHA!)
52. You remember Alf, the lil furry brown alien from Melmac. (He was on my lunch box, how could I NOT remember him?)
53. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool. (Step by Step ooohh baby...I SOO wanted Jordan!)
54. You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved Bythe Bell," the ORIGINAL class. (Oh for SURE!! I've probably seen every episode twice! I lost track when they were in college though...)
55. You know all the words to Bon Jovi - YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME. (I've only recently learned these words... There wasn't a lot of modern music in my house when I was between the ages of 6-15)
56. The only rapper you knew of was Vanilla Ice. (And I still love you Vanilla Rob!)
PASS THIS ON TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS WHO GREW UP IN THE 1980s! ROCK ON!!!
1. You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE." (Nah, never done this... PSYCHE!!)
2. You watched the Pound Puppies. (Yeah, I really liked that show, and was pretty sad that I never had my own Pound Puppy. I think that the reason why I always feel like I need to "rescue" animals is because of this show!)
3. You can sing the rap to the "Fresh Prince of Belair" (Now, here's a little story, I'm about to tell...about how my life got turned upside down...)
4. You wore biker shorts under your skirts and felt stylish. (Heck YA!.. I think we should bring this back, not only to be stylish, but also, you could just run around and not worry about flashing!)
5. You yearned to be a member of the Baby-sitters club and tried to start a club of your own. (Yeah, I read them all, and can remember all of their names! And, yes, I tried to start a club of my own, but when that didn't work, I still made a "Kid Kit".)
6. You owned those lil Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls. (Only one!)
7. You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey on Blossom ...................... (And, boy was he cute! Whoa!)
8. Two words: M.C. Hammer (uggh)
9. If you ever watched "Fraggle Rock." (What ever happened to that show? I remember having all the Fraggle toys from Mc D's too!)
10. You had plastic streamers on your handle bars. (Pink and white ones on my Strawberry Shortcake bike.)
11. You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales." (Duck Tales, wooo ooh, something something... Duck Tales, woo ooh!)
12. When it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons. (Are there still Saturday morning cartoons? My kid isn't old enough yet for me to know!)
13. You wore a ponytail on the side of your head. (Yeah, and I even remember writing a story for school, and in it I talked about a girl who wore a ponytail on the side of her head, and who looked in the mirror and thought to herself "I look GOOD!")
14. You saw the original "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" on the big screen. (umm.. I think I waited until VHS, but in theory I COULD have...Wasn't Kasey soooo dreamy?!?)
15. You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school. (I have no idea what you're talking about!)
16. You made your Mom buy one of those clips that would hold your shirt in a knot on the side. (We just tied them into knots on our own...)
17. You played the game "MASH" (Mansion, Apartment, Shelter, House) YUP!
18. You wore Jordache Jean jacket and you were proud of it. (Mine was MEXX)
19. L.A. Gear... (Don't REMIND ME!)
20. You wanted to change your name to "JEM" in Kindergarten. (I wasn't the only one?!?)
21. You remember reading "Tales of a fourth grade nothing" and all the Ramona books. (Yup, and when I saw them in a used book store the other day, I wanted to scoop them all up. But I didn't. SOON THOUGH!)
22. You know the profound meaning of "WAX ON, WAX OFF" (umm.. I honestly don't think I've watched Karate Kid!)
23. You wanted to be a Goonie. (no, but I wanted to KISS a Goonie!)
24. You ever wore fluorescent clothing. (I'll never forget my hot pink and black Skull Skate jacket!)
25. You can remember what Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off... (Yeah, but the neighbour hood kids all told me he was a "fag", so I started to say that too, and I had no idea what it meant!)
26. You have ever pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf. (Floozy!)
27. You took Lunch Pails to school. (Yup! The one I remember most was orange with a picture of ALF on it.)
28. You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets. (Don't remember them being banned!)
29. You still get the urge to say "NOT" after every sentence. (Yeah, right. NOT.)
30. You remember Hypercolor T-shirts. (I wanted one SOOO bad! My best guy friend had one and I would always run up to him and touch him and put hand prints all over it... hmmm... come to think of it.. maybe those shirts were kind of ... kinky!)
31. Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band. (They dressed so cool that they always made the scene!)
32. You thought Sheera and He-Man should hook up. (Kay, now that is JUST GROSS!!! THEY'RE TWINS FOR LOUISE'S SAKE!)
33. You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged friendship bracelets. (I don't know ANY of my childhood friends anymore..... how sad is that?)
34. You ever owned a pair of jelly shoes. (Yeah, but omgoodness, did they ever hurt my feet!)
35. After you saw Pee-Wee's Big Adventure you kept saying "I know what you are, but what am I?" (I am NEVER letting my kids see that movie!!!)
36. You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up" (I still say it!)
37. You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates. (Well, not really...in fact, I've only gone to roller skate in a rink once and that was four years ago, and I wore real skates, not inlines.)
38. You ever got seriously injured on a Slip and Slide. (Injured?!?! Where were the parents?!?)
39. You have ever played with a Skip-It. (YEAH, AND THIS ONE TIME, I SKIPPED SO MUCH THAT THE COUNTER WENT BACK AROUND TO ZERO!!!)
40. You had or attended a birthday party at McDonald's. ( A gazillion!)
41. You've gone through this list occasionally saying "Totally awesome" (mmm.. no, but "Rad" came into my mind a few times!)
42. You remember Popples. (I still have my "Popples Pyjama Party" book that I had as a kid. I read it to Cherry sometimes!)
43. "Don't worry, be happy" (OOOHH HOOO HOO HOO HOO HOO HOOOOO OOO OOO)
44. You wore like, EIGHT pairs of socks over tights with high top Reeboks. (Two pairs for me, hot pink and neon yellow together were my favourite!)
45. You wore socks scrunched down. (I had a nice purple pair of scrunch socks.)
46. "Miss MARY MACK MACK, all dressed in BLACK BLACK BLACK" (You've lost me here.)
47. You remember boom boxes Vs. CD players. (Yeah.. but I was too young to have either!)
48. You remember watching both "Gremlins" movies. (I can remember that I've seen them, but I can't actually remember them.. Armondo can though! And he called Cherry his "Little Mugwy" or something like that when she was newborn.)
49. You know what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare!" (Cherry's whole room is decorated in Care Bears!)
50. You remember watching Rainbow Bright and My Little Pony Tales (yeah, and don't you think the "new" My Little Ponies look really weird?!?)
51. You thought Doogie Howser was hot. (CHA!)
52. You remember Alf, the lil furry brown alien from Melmac. (He was on my lunch box, how could I NOT remember him?)
53. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool. (Step by Step ooohh baby...I SOO wanted Jordan!)
54. You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved Bythe Bell," the ORIGINAL class. (Oh for SURE!! I've probably seen every episode twice! I lost track when they were in college though...)
55. You know all the words to Bon Jovi - YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME. (I've only recently learned these words... There wasn't a lot of modern music in my house when I was between the ages of 6-15)
56. The only rapper you knew of was Vanilla Ice. (And I still love you Vanilla Rob!)
PASS THIS ON TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS WHO GREW UP IN THE 1980s! ROCK ON!!!
I feel.... betrayed almost!
I'm starting to write this post at 8:06 pm on Tuesday night.
Lisa Tucker just finished singing "Because of you" on American Idol.
I had heard recently that Kelly Clarkson had said that she didn't want anyone singing her songs, so I thought I'd google and try to find an article saying why she had changed her mind or whatever.
I found this article. (For those of you who don't regularly click on links, I'll just tell you that it's a "review" of tonight's American Idol episode.)
It's about TONIGHT'S episode. The one that's on my television RIGHT NOW. The one that is apparently LIVE!
I don't know why, but I ACTUALLY thought this show was live! I mean, that's why you can't call until afterwards, right?
I mean, it's not like it's the end of the world, but I really feel LIED to! Ryan Seacrest, you lying piece of scum!
Lisa Tucker just finished singing "Because of you" on American Idol.
I had heard recently that Kelly Clarkson had said that she didn't want anyone singing her songs, so I thought I'd google and try to find an article saying why she had changed her mind or whatever.
I found this article. (For those of you who don't regularly click on links, I'll just tell you that it's a "review" of tonight's American Idol episode.)
It's about TONIGHT'S episode. The one that's on my television RIGHT NOW. The one that is apparently LIVE!
I don't know why, but I ACTUALLY thought this show was live! I mean, that's why you can't call until afterwards, right?
I mean, it's not like it's the end of the world, but I really feel LIED to! Ryan Seacrest, you lying piece of scum!
Monday, March 27, 2006
She wants her Daddy to come home again to cook for her!
I mean, she LOOKS happy eating spaghetti and goldfish crackers, right?Well, apparently not, because not 20 minutes later, I caught her doing this:
See that? Yeah, that's the DOG'S FOOD! Hard, brown kibbly chunky things.
"Mmm.... Quite delectable, actually!"
"I wonder what it would be like if I dipped it in water first?"
"Hmm.. *munch* not bad, not bad..."Of course, if I wasn't a blogging mommy, I would have grabbed her right away and directed her away from the dog food, but instead, I grabbed the camera, got a few shots, then used the "hooked finger" method to get the kibble out of her mouth. Two pieces. One was actually munched. GROSS!
Really, why get your panties in such a knot?
A little while ago, I posted a comment on a blog that went like this:
I say:
Ok, I SWEAR I've seen that girl on the right! I swear she went to one (of my three) highschools!
Then, someone else, going by the name "Anonymous" says:
Celena, that was a terrible use of grammar. One of your three highschools didnt teach grammar, maybe all three
My incredibly witty response?
Anonymous~One of your highschools didn't teach you how to make conjunctions. Idiot!
And now I can also see that they don't know how to use punctuation either!
Why do people make such a big deal about these things? I mean, I'm there, right with them. I hate reading something that doesn't make sense because of someone's poor grammar, use of the wrong form of a word, or sloppy punctuation. But, really, if it's written well enough that you can understand it, then what's the problem?
I say:
Ok, I SWEAR I've seen that girl on the right! I swear she went to one (of my three) highschools!
Then, someone else, going by the name "Anonymous" says:
Celena, that was a terrible use of grammar. One of your three highschools didnt teach grammar, maybe all three
My incredibly witty response?
Anonymous~One of your highschools didn't teach you how to make conjunctions. Idiot!
And now I can also see that they don't know how to use punctuation either!
Why do people make such a big deal about these things? I mean, I'm there, right with them. I hate reading something that doesn't make sense because of someone's poor grammar, use of the wrong form of a word, or sloppy punctuation. But, really, if it's written well enough that you can understand it, then what's the problem?
Name Calling!
Ok, so the new name-calling system is going a little like this:
The Babe is now going to be called "Cherry", where it seems appropriate to include a name. Cherry was a name that I REALLY liked when I was trying to pick names for her. I (of course) didn't pick it because it was a name that was just ASKING for lude s3xual teasing, and may have limited her choices of careers later in life. "Excuse me, Ms. Prime Minister Cherry (insert last name here)", just DOESN'T seem to work!
As for the hubby, I'm going to start calling him "Armondo". It's maybe not the coolest name in the books, but it's a bit of a play on his middle name. It uses most of the letters of his middle name and then adds another letter. (I dare you to try to figure out his middle name!!!) I haven't actually discussed the use of this particular name to him, but I'm hoping there won't be an issue. If there IS an issue, well, I guess we'll figure something else out!
And just so you know... it's not a good idea to have a nap when your hair is still wet from your morning shower, 'cause this is what happens:
(Yes, I have more than one sweater, and no, I'm not ALWAYS sitting in the same spot in my house.)
And for those of you who only come here to see pics of Cherry, here ya go!
The Babe is now going to be called "Cherry", where it seems appropriate to include a name. Cherry was a name that I REALLY liked when I was trying to pick names for her. I (of course) didn't pick it because it was a name that was just ASKING for lude s3xual teasing, and may have limited her choices of careers later in life. "Excuse me, Ms. Prime Minister Cherry (insert last name here)", just DOESN'T seem to work!
As for the hubby, I'm going to start calling him "Armondo". It's maybe not the coolest name in the books, but it's a bit of a play on his middle name. It uses most of the letters of his middle name and then adds another letter. (I dare you to try to figure out his middle name!!!) I haven't actually discussed the use of this particular name to him, but I'm hoping there won't be an issue. If there IS an issue, well, I guess we'll figure something else out!
And just so you know... it's not a good idea to have a nap when your hair is still wet from your morning shower, 'cause this is what happens:
(Yes, I have more than one sweater, and no, I'm not ALWAYS sitting in the same spot in my house.)
And for those of you who only come here to see pics of Cherry, here ya go!
Sunday, March 26, 2006
A Little Bit Confused!
Overheard as I was walking along the waterfront the other day:
"Oh, I just love those shoes! They're so adorable!"
I turn to look to see what this random person is looking at through a shop window, as she turns to her companion and asks:
"Don't you think those are so cute?!"
She was talking about these:
Practical? No, they have HOLES in them for Louise's sake!
Easy to slip on? Yes, they've got something going there.
Comfortable? Many say yes, they are comfortable.
Light weight? Yes.
Colourful? Yes.
But ADORABLE AND CUTE??
Hmm... I'll leave that up to you guys to tell me!
"Oh, I just love those shoes! They're so adorable!"
I turn to look to see what this random person is looking at through a shop window, as she turns to her companion and asks:
"Don't you think those are so cute?!"
She was talking about these:
Practical? No, they have HOLES in them for Louise's sake!
Easy to slip on? Yes, they've got something going there.
Comfortable? Many say yes, they are comfortable.
Light weight? Yes.
Colourful? Yes.
But ADORABLE AND CUTE??
Hmm... I'll leave that up to you guys to tell me!
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Clarification!
So, just so you're all up to speed as to what's going on here...
I would LOVE IT if you all blog rolled me (if you do that sort of thing, of course!) I'm not totally hiding from the WHOLE world, just a select few...
The REASONS for hiding are few.. but here they are:
I had written two posts (months apart) in my old blog where I vented and/or talked about something that had to do with my in-laws.
In the first one, I wrote about how pissed off I was that my MIL had agreed to look after the babe 3 (or 4?) nights a week so I could continue working while the hubby went away, and then how she backed out of it for no real reason that she could give us. (She lives an hour and a half away, and was going to come stay with us for those few days a week to watch the babe, then she'd go home for the rest of the week.) I had expressed my anger by saying such things like "Why did she say something like that, and then take it back? Why even say anything at all?!?"
I got a VERY angry email from my oldest sister-in-law telling to remove the post. I did.
Guess where the MIL is now?!? How about STAYING WITH ABOVE SAID SIL TO BABYSIT SAID SIL'S KID WHILE SHE WORKS AND HER HUSBAND IS OUT OF TOWN! The difference? SAID SISTER IN LAW LIVES 24 HOURS AWAY AS OPPOSED TO 1-1/2!
Can you maybe see why I could be a *tiny* bit pissed off?
The second, similar incident occurred very recently. I wrote about an in-law's marital problems because I was all stressed out about my own stuff, and then spent the day with a crying, crazy 45+ year old. I kept the whole thing very cryptic, changing every detail and not naming names, even saying a "friend" instead of "relative", but after having had it posted for a couple of hours, I went back and deleted it, 'cause I realized (on my own) that it probably wasn't appropriate to air someone's dirty laundry where people they knew could read it... even if the details WERE different. And, not only that, but I had written it out, and had expressed my feelings, and didn't really need to worry about them being "bottled up" anymore ['cause you know, I wouldn't TELL (face to face) anyone about it!]
ANYWAY.. said in-law calls me up. This is how the conversation went (approximately):
Her "Take it off there, just take it off!"
Me "I already did, on my own, and I'm sorry for putting it there to begin with."
Her "Write about yourself on your blog, don't write about me!"
Me "I know, I'm sorry. I didn't use any details or anythi..."
Her (cutting me off) "(her daughter) called me up all upset and told me about it! You shouldn't have put it on there! And you said that I thought he was.... "
Me "I exaggerated and changed some details on purpose, I'm sorry."
Her "Ok, just don't do it again." Hangs up.
Me calling her right back "I just wanted to call you to tell you that I really am sorry, and I didn't just say it because you confronted me with it. And I had honestly taken it down myself."
Her "Ok, talk to you soon."
Later, I instant messaged her daughter on my MSN list. (she's a year younger than I am)
Me "Hey, why didn't you come to me and ask me to erase that entry if it bothered you so much, instead of going straight to your mother?"
Her "Because I didn't want her to read it and get upset!"
Me "Ok, so you didn't want her to read my blog, which she never reads anyway, and get upset, so you PHONED her to MAKE SURE she knew about this upsetting thing, instead of asking me to remove it...?"
Her "You don't understand the relationship my mother and I have, we're really close and it's not like I could have NOT told her about it."
Me "Ok, well, how about this: Why didn't you message me to ask me to remove it, just so that not anymore damage could have been done (such as other relatives reading it and figuring it out) and THEN talked about it to your mother instead of just letting it sit on my blog? Which, of course, it didn't do, because I already had erased it!!"
She wasn't able to really give me a satisfactory answer (it just kept coming back to "I HAD to tell her"), but by the end of the conversation, (there was much more) we basically ended on a happy note.
The next day, the in-law calls me again, while I'm trying to put the babe to bed.
Her "WHY did you put it on there? Just tell me WHY!! And then WHY did you get mad at (her daughter)??!!"
Me "I didn't get mad at her. I have to go, I have to put the babe to bed! I'll call you later!"
For the rest of the night I stayed on the phone with other people in order to keep the line tied up in case she tried to phone me again.
The next day (yesterday) I worked for most of the evening, and then L. stayed and we watched Crash. When the phone rang, I got her to answer it "just in case" the in-law called, and then later, (after L. had gone home) at 1 am when the phone rang, I did my best to sound like I was sleeping, in order to do a quick hang up if I needed to, but it was just L. canceling our plans for today.
Today, though, I called the in-law real quick to tell her that my hubby (and in this case her hubby too) were now leaving to go fishing. We didn't talk about anything else...
But.. THAT MEANS HUBBY WILL PROBABLY BE HOME WITHIN A WEEK!! And he'll have MONEY! And much like the last time he went away for an extended period of time, I'm expecting some good s3x!
Which leads me into the last and final reason why I've done this as a private, non family member blog.
If I want to talk about my husband's and my s3x life, I will. I don't think his mother really needs to know about it though! Also, if you're a regular reader, you might remember when I did my version of "post secret", well, it's not like the hubby and I were fighting or going through a rough time, but I'd hate it if my in-laws read stuff like that then start whispering to each other about our relationship! I'm not going to delete it on the other blog, but in the future, I'd like to be able to gripe about his dirty socks on the floor and his greasy pillow case without the in-laws coming to any conclusions!
And of course, there's that whole griping about co-workers thing!
And, just so you're not waiting for some more, juicy info, I'll let you in on a little secret.
My br3asts have deflated! Regular readers will probably remember how I recently wrote about buying new bras? Well, they don't fit any more.
I have lost my stripper b00bs! And I think they might even be smaller than they were before I got pregnant. NOT THAT I'M COMPLAINING!! It had actually been a goal of mine to lose weight in order to have smaller br3asts. (Smaller bras are much prettier and much less expensive and easy to obtain.) I AM, however, a little upset about how SAGGY they are now. I mean, I thought they were saggy BEFORE... well, HA! I didn't know the meaning of saggy!
But the small b00b thing won't last long though, 'cause as you know, we're going to make babies soon (God willing, of course) and my b00bs will be big again!
And with that thought, I will leave you for now. (There's still another post brewing in my head, but I might not finish it tonight!)
~CeCe
PS.. please note I've put silly little symbols in b00bs and s3x in order to not be hit on search engines for these words!
I would LOVE IT if you all blog rolled me (if you do that sort of thing, of course!) I'm not totally hiding from the WHOLE world, just a select few...
The REASONS for hiding are few.. but here they are:
I had written two posts (months apart) in my old blog where I vented and/or talked about something that had to do with my in-laws.
In the first one, I wrote about how pissed off I was that my MIL had agreed to look after the babe 3 (or 4?) nights a week so I could continue working while the hubby went away, and then how she backed out of it for no real reason that she could give us. (She lives an hour and a half away, and was going to come stay with us for those few days a week to watch the babe, then she'd go home for the rest of the week.) I had expressed my anger by saying such things like "Why did she say something like that, and then take it back? Why even say anything at all?!?"
I got a VERY angry email from my oldest sister-in-law telling to remove the post. I did.
Guess where the MIL is now?!? How about STAYING WITH ABOVE SAID SIL TO BABYSIT SAID SIL'S KID WHILE SHE WORKS AND HER HUSBAND IS OUT OF TOWN! The difference? SAID SISTER IN LAW LIVES 24 HOURS AWAY AS OPPOSED TO 1-1/2!
Can you maybe see why I could be a *tiny* bit pissed off?
The second, similar incident occurred very recently. I wrote about an in-law's marital problems because I was all stressed out about my own stuff, and then spent the day with a crying, crazy 45+ year old. I kept the whole thing very cryptic, changing every detail and not naming names, even saying a "friend" instead of "relative", but after having had it posted for a couple of hours, I went back and deleted it, 'cause I realized (on my own) that it probably wasn't appropriate to air someone's dirty laundry where people they knew could read it... even if the details WERE different. And, not only that, but I had written it out, and had expressed my feelings, and didn't really need to worry about them being "bottled up" anymore ['cause you know, I wouldn't TELL (face to face) anyone about it!]
ANYWAY.. said in-law calls me up. This is how the conversation went (approximately):
Her "Take it off there, just take it off!"
Me "I already did, on my own, and I'm sorry for putting it there to begin with."
Her "Write about yourself on your blog, don't write about me!"
Me "I know, I'm sorry. I didn't use any details or anythi..."
Her (cutting me off) "(her daughter) called me up all upset and told me about it! You shouldn't have put it on there! And you said that I thought he was.... "
Me "I exaggerated and changed some details on purpose, I'm sorry."
Her "Ok, just don't do it again." Hangs up.
Me calling her right back "I just wanted to call you to tell you that I really am sorry, and I didn't just say it because you confronted me with it. And I had honestly taken it down myself."
Her "Ok, talk to you soon."
Later, I instant messaged her daughter on my MSN list. (she's a year younger than I am)
Me "Hey, why didn't you come to me and ask me to erase that entry if it bothered you so much, instead of going straight to your mother?"
Her "Because I didn't want her to read it and get upset!"
Me "Ok, so you didn't want her to read my blog, which she never reads anyway, and get upset, so you PHONED her to MAKE SURE she knew about this upsetting thing, instead of asking me to remove it...?"
Her "You don't understand the relationship my mother and I have, we're really close and it's not like I could have NOT told her about it."
Me "Ok, well, how about this: Why didn't you message me to ask me to remove it, just so that not anymore damage could have been done (such as other relatives reading it and figuring it out) and THEN talked about it to your mother instead of just letting it sit on my blog? Which, of course, it didn't do, because I already had erased it!!"
She wasn't able to really give me a satisfactory answer (it just kept coming back to "I HAD to tell her"), but by the end of the conversation, (there was much more) we basically ended on a happy note.
The next day, the in-law calls me again, while I'm trying to put the babe to bed.
Her "WHY did you put it on there? Just tell me WHY!! And then WHY did you get mad at (her daughter)??!!"
Me "I didn't get mad at her. I have to go, I have to put the babe to bed! I'll call you later!"
For the rest of the night I stayed on the phone with other people in order to keep the line tied up in case she tried to phone me again.
The next day (yesterday) I worked for most of the evening, and then L. stayed and we watched Crash. When the phone rang, I got her to answer it "just in case" the in-law called, and then later, (after L. had gone home) at 1 am when the phone rang, I did my best to sound like I was sleeping, in order to do a quick hang up if I needed to, but it was just L. canceling our plans for today.
Today, though, I called the in-law real quick to tell her that my hubby (and in this case her hubby too) were now leaving to go fishing. We didn't talk about anything else...
But.. THAT MEANS HUBBY WILL PROBABLY BE HOME WITHIN A WEEK!! And he'll have MONEY! And much like the last time he went away for an extended period of time, I'm expecting some good s3x!
Which leads me into the last and final reason why I've done this as a private, non family member blog.
If I want to talk about my husband's and my s3x life, I will. I don't think his mother really needs to know about it though! Also, if you're a regular reader, you might remember when I did my version of "post secret", well, it's not like the hubby and I were fighting or going through a rough time, but I'd hate it if my in-laws read stuff like that then start whispering to each other about our relationship! I'm not going to delete it on the other blog, but in the future, I'd like to be able to gripe about his dirty socks on the floor and his greasy pillow case without the in-laws coming to any conclusions!
And of course, there's that whole griping about co-workers thing!
And, just so you're not waiting for some more, juicy info, I'll let you in on a little secret.
My br3asts have deflated! Regular readers will probably remember how I recently wrote about buying new bras? Well, they don't fit any more.
I have lost my stripper b00bs! And I think they might even be smaller than they were before I got pregnant. NOT THAT I'M COMPLAINING!! It had actually been a goal of mine to lose weight in order to have smaller br3asts. (Smaller bras are much prettier and much less expensive and easy to obtain.) I AM, however, a little upset about how SAGGY they are now. I mean, I thought they were saggy BEFORE... well, HA! I didn't know the meaning of saggy!
But the small b00b thing won't last long though, 'cause as you know, we're going to make babies soon (God willing, of course) and my b00bs will be big again!
And with that thought, I will leave you for now. (There's still another post brewing in my head, but I might not finish it tonight!)
~CeCe
PS.. please note I've put silly little symbols in b00bs and s3x in order to not be hit on search engines for these words!
BIG DAY!
So, O., the babe, Annie, and I went out and had a big day today! After O. had finished his swimming lessons, I picked him up and we all went out for some fun. (quick reminder: O. is a "borrowed kid", and my godson)
First, we walked through this fancy "fitness park" in the woods where we did some impromptu agility training.
Both of these pictures were taken by O. who is turning 5 in a couple of weeks. The one above depicts Annie jumping back and forth over that... thing.. and the one below
is Annie running up and climing over this ramp thing.
Later, O. insisted on walking Annie on her leash himself. This actually went better than expected!
O. was not so impressed when Annie tried to walk HERSELF on the leash though!
After we were done in the fitness park, we dumped Annie off in the car and went to the playground, where babe found the most amazing new substance! We call it "pea gravel" around these parts.
See that kid in the background? I was trying to get a picture of him, but not be too creepy taking pictures of other people's kids.. but see that coat he's wearing? It's a batman rain coat, WITH A CAPE!! I have GOT to get me one of those!!
Afterwards, we went for icecream.
Tip to all of you out there... if a kid asks for raspberry icecream and points to the more expensive, non-dairy icecream, DO NOT ATTEMPT to fool the kid by giving him the less expensive (and in this case more pink than red) dairy version of the same flavour.
'Cause if you DO try, you'll find yourself eating raspberry icecream of the dairy variety instead of the chocolate peanut butter ice cream you REALLY wanted, while the five year old whines his way into getting the redder, more expensive icecream.
Notice the blue jacket O.'s wearing? yeah, that's mine. He got a little cold and looked OH SO CUTE in the way huge coat!
The babe quite enjoyed the raspberry (of the dairy variety) icecream and got it and some cone all over her face. [The pink on her right cheek is actually a sort of (rug-like?) burn from sucking too hard on her soother and having the outside part rub hard enough to mark it.]
We then headed back, stopping to get some poutine on the way, and taking a ride on a rocket ship with some muppets.
To see more photos, click on the flickr thing on the right!
First, we walked through this fancy "fitness park" in the woods where we did some impromptu agility training.
Both of these pictures were taken by O. who is turning 5 in a couple of weeks. The one above depicts Annie jumping back and forth over that... thing.. and the one belowis Annie running up and climing over this ramp thing.
Later, O. insisted on walking Annie on her leash himself. This actually went better than expected!
O. was not so impressed when Annie tried to walk HERSELF on the leash though!
After we were done in the fitness park, we dumped Annie off in the car and went to the playground, where babe found the most amazing new substance! We call it "pea gravel" around these parts.
See that kid in the background? I was trying to get a picture of him, but not be too creepy taking pictures of other people's kids.. but see that coat he's wearing? It's a batman rain coat, WITH A CAPE!! I have GOT to get me one of those!!Afterwards, we went for icecream.
Tip to all of you out there... if a kid asks for raspberry icecream and points to the more expensive, non-dairy icecream, DO NOT ATTEMPT to fool the kid by giving him the less expensive (and in this case more pink than red) dairy version of the same flavour.
'Cause if you DO try, you'll find yourself eating raspberry icecream of the dairy variety instead of the chocolate peanut butter ice cream you REALLY wanted, while the five year old whines his way into getting the redder, more expensive icecream.
Notice the blue jacket O.'s wearing? yeah, that's mine. He got a little cold and looked OH SO CUTE in the way huge coat!
The babe quite enjoyed the raspberry (of the dairy variety) icecream and got it and some cone all over her face. [The pink on her right cheek is actually a sort of (rug-like?) burn from sucking too hard on her soother and having the outside part rub hard enough to mark it.]We then headed back, stopping to get some poutine on the way, and taking a ride on a rocket ship with some muppets.
To see more photos, click on the flickr thing on the right!
The Other Server.
I feel so.... LIBERATED! I'm going to start right away and write something I wouldn't have had the guts to write on my old blog!
It has to do with someone I work with.
I started working at this restaurant just a bit over two years ago, and this one girl has just driven me nuts from the beginning! We'll call the restaurant B.K. (NOT burger king!) And we'll call the girl Lisa.
Lisa is very pretty, very bubbly, and very well liked. I have NO IDEA WHY though! She's a bag and she's DUMB! When I first started working there, she ended up training me for a couple of shifts, and I ended up getting paired with her for most of my shifts up until I went away for maternity leave.
At first, she seemed really nice. She seemed to be "gentle" as she told me what to do and how to do it. But "gentle" quickly turned into condescending. And then, she started telling me what to do all the time. And making comments on my clothes and such. And it wasn't so much WHAT she said, but HOW she said it.
"Stop saying the prices out loud!"(While I'm writing up a bill)"It's really annoying, and trust me, when Christmas comes, you're going to drive everyone nuts!"
"Oh wow, you're wearing a pink tank top under your (white) shirt. I've never seen that before!"
"Oh, I just noticed how faded that black shirt is! Don't worry, you can't tell out in the dining room" (where the lights are dim)"but you sure can notice back here where the lights are bright!"(in the kitchen).
Regarding a tie I attached to a maternity shirt to make it gather above my belly:"Oh, that's... inter..est..ing!"
"Oh, geez, did you notice you've got a BIG stain on your shirt? Don't worry though, you probably can't notice it when you go out into the dining room."
And what an idiot when it came to boys! She stayed with a guy who broke into her email account twice, read her text messages on her phone, and almost hit her when a boy waved to her when they were driving by him. (The boy is a regular customer!) She just thought he was a "little jealous" and that it meant that he really liked her. Eventually her stepfather had to tell the guy to get lost and to never call or visit the house again.
Oh, and there's the fact that often after work the girls would go out to a local restaurant to get appies and drinks, and EVERY time they'd get bad service and the food wouldn't be all that great, and EVERY time, she'd complain the next day at work, and the next night, she'd just GO THERE AGAIN!
Then there was her work ethic. She was one of the girls who had been there the longest, and who had managed to get five days a week, while most of the other girls were fighting to get more than two. She always managed to get along well with the customers, and they always seemed to just soak up her ditzy attitude, and always raked in the cash. She would tell me that she generally had $600+ in tips a week, even during the slow months. But ALL she did was get along with the customers. She NEVER set a table when we had busgirls, NEVER asked to help other servers out, and always seemed to slip out early.
On the nights when there were just the two of us, she would always leave right after her last table paid and if they were still there, wouldn't wait until they left to clean their table. (Meaning I had to do it.) She never helped me restock the bar, or clean up the back. And NEVER asked me if I needed any help before she left. (Which is something I ALWAYS do!)
And she'd ALWAYS ask me how much money I had made in tips.
Oh, and she spent $1500 on RIMS for her car.
Anyway, she moved away just before Christmas. She was following her new boyfriend (who was really an ex) to Edmonton (the next province over, and hundreds of KM north) to go live with him.
Everyone was so sad she was leaving and they said so over, and over. I just never said anything, but was pretty excited inside! Once she was gone, all the girls at B.K. would talk about how much they missed her, and they hoped she'd come home soon.
Then her and her boyfriend split up, and she was on her way back. "Oh, Lisa's coming home, I'm SOOO excited!" the girls would say, as I held my tongue and carried on with my business.
When I found out that she was coming home, I decided that I would just start fresh with her, and not be a jerk. I would throw all of my grudges away, and just deal with her like I was meeting someone new.
When some of the kitchen staff were making fun of her for coming home, saying that they had had bets going to see how long she'd last, I told her that I was proud of her for trying something new, for getting away, and for not being too proud for coming home when she knew she had to.
And later that night, she said I looked skinny!
But then, today I arrive at work, and it turns out Lisa was the "closer" last night. NONE of the juices were re-filled in the bar. The salads weren't put away properly, the whip cream was empty, etc etc.
Arrg.
Sorry, I don't know what my point was.
It has to do with someone I work with.
I started working at this restaurant just a bit over two years ago, and this one girl has just driven me nuts from the beginning! We'll call the restaurant B.K. (NOT burger king!) And we'll call the girl Lisa.
Lisa is very pretty, very bubbly, and very well liked. I have NO IDEA WHY though! She's a bag and she's DUMB! When I first started working there, she ended up training me for a couple of shifts, and I ended up getting paired with her for most of my shifts up until I went away for maternity leave.
At first, she seemed really nice. She seemed to be "gentle" as she told me what to do and how to do it. But "gentle" quickly turned into condescending. And then, she started telling me what to do all the time. And making comments on my clothes and such. And it wasn't so much WHAT she said, but HOW she said it.
"Stop saying the prices out loud!"(While I'm writing up a bill)"It's really annoying, and trust me, when Christmas comes, you're going to drive everyone nuts!"
"Oh wow, you're wearing a pink tank top under your (white) shirt. I've never seen that before!"
"Oh, I just noticed how faded that black shirt is! Don't worry, you can't tell out in the dining room" (where the lights are dim)"but you sure can notice back here where the lights are bright!"(in the kitchen).
Regarding a tie I attached to a maternity shirt to make it gather above my belly:"Oh, that's... inter..est..ing!"
"Oh, geez, did you notice you've got a BIG stain on your shirt? Don't worry though, you probably can't notice it when you go out into the dining room."
And what an idiot when it came to boys! She stayed with a guy who broke into her email account twice, read her text messages on her phone, and almost hit her when a boy waved to her when they were driving by him. (The boy is a regular customer!) She just thought he was a "little jealous" and that it meant that he really liked her. Eventually her stepfather had to tell the guy to get lost and to never call or visit the house again.
Oh, and there's the fact that often after work the girls would go out to a local restaurant to get appies and drinks, and EVERY time they'd get bad service and the food wouldn't be all that great, and EVERY time, she'd complain the next day at work, and the next night, she'd just GO THERE AGAIN!
Then there was her work ethic. She was one of the girls who had been there the longest, and who had managed to get five days a week, while most of the other girls were fighting to get more than two. She always managed to get along well with the customers, and they always seemed to just soak up her ditzy attitude, and always raked in the cash. She would tell me that she generally had $600+ in tips a week, even during the slow months. But ALL she did was get along with the customers. She NEVER set a table when we had busgirls, NEVER asked to help other servers out, and always seemed to slip out early.
On the nights when there were just the two of us, she would always leave right after her last table paid and if they were still there, wouldn't wait until they left to clean their table. (Meaning I had to do it.) She never helped me restock the bar, or clean up the back. And NEVER asked me if I needed any help before she left. (Which is something I ALWAYS do!)
And she'd ALWAYS ask me how much money I had made in tips.
Oh, and she spent $1500 on RIMS for her car.
Anyway, she moved away just before Christmas. She was following her new boyfriend (who was really an ex) to Edmonton (the next province over, and hundreds of KM north) to go live with him.
Everyone was so sad she was leaving and they said so over, and over. I just never said anything, but was pretty excited inside! Once she was gone, all the girls at B.K. would talk about how much they missed her, and they hoped she'd come home soon.
Then her and her boyfriend split up, and she was on her way back. "Oh, Lisa's coming home, I'm SOOO excited!" the girls would say, as I held my tongue and carried on with my business.
When I found out that she was coming home, I decided that I would just start fresh with her, and not be a jerk. I would throw all of my grudges away, and just deal with her like I was meeting someone new.
When some of the kitchen staff were making fun of her for coming home, saying that they had had bets going to see how long she'd last, I told her that I was proud of her for trying something new, for getting away, and for not being too proud for coming home when she knew she had to.
And later that night, she said I looked skinny!
But then, today I arrive at work, and it turns out Lisa was the "closer" last night. NONE of the juices were re-filled in the bar. The salads weren't put away properly, the whip cream was empty, etc etc.
Arrg.
Sorry, I don't know what my point was.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
It's a New Day!
Welcome to my new blog!
It's time to get to know the REAL me. Censors are not allowed! I've been working too much on the template tonight to actually write a real post, but I will be back soon!
It's time to get to know the REAL me. Censors are not allowed! I've been working too much on the template tonight to actually write a real post, but I will be back soon!
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