Manders to the rescue!!
Last night Ace and I head out to Jason the Wigger's house to watch the Holiday Bowl. (atta boy Sooners)
Anyhow, at half time I'm ready to go home. I've had just about all the F-Bombs I can stand. Since we took my car I ask Ace if he wants to drive me home then come back. Nope... Jason will take him home. I have a funny feeling about Jason's trustworthiness, so I told Ace to call me if he needs me to come back and get him.
He says "Sure hon, no problem, but Jason already told me he'd drive me home when I'm ready to go".
So I head home. Take a shower. Go to sleep.
230 rolls around. Ringie Dingie on the cell phone.
"Um, honey... I'm sorry I woke you up. You were right, I was wrong. Will you come get me, I want to come home now."
"Sure... see you in 15 minutes"
(Told you so babe... lol)
I love the holidays....
My favorite part is all the time away from work... paid. I mean... it's just cool. 2 4-day weeks in a row. That's just awesome.
Ace and I don't really have any New Years plans... we'll probably head to his sister's house. Which is cool with me, I'm not a big party-girl. Never have been, probably never will be.
The car trouble of last week really drained my finances... so the next two weeks is really going to suck. Oh well... such is life. I can't go without a car, so I didn't have a choice.
Yesterday I stumbled on a blog about a woman with fertility issues. I must say, it scared the bejebus out of me. It was so hard, expensive and painful. I can't stop thinking about it... She did end up with a baby, nearly 6 weeks premature. He's fine now, which is great. I just can't help but think of all the people who are still trying. I hope I never have to go through something like that. I don't think I could take all the disappointment.
Now, on a lighter note.... I'm still soda free. It's been nearly 3 weeks, as of Christmas Eve I've lost 3 lbs. Hopefully more by now. Awesome, huh? I'm pretty excited, especially since I've been eating non-stop.
Ok... I guess that's about all. Oh... the receptionist is out AGAIN. So work sucks today.
Alright, now I'm finished.
I was too mad on Friday
to talk about my lovely lunch hour. But now I'm ok... so here it goes.
Ok, so Friday Ace and I are headed out for a bite to eat. We're cruising along, minding our own business, shooting the shit like always. BAM!! Car makes a huge noise, then won't drive right. One of the wheels on the front is locked up and I can barely steer. Fantastic. All I think is "this is gonna be expensive."
So we stop. Ace and I get out, look at the car. Nothing. Everything looks fine. Look around the wheel, nothing. Pop the hood to see if we can find something stuck inside. Nothing. Look under the car to see if I ran over something. Nothing. Hmmm....
Then Ace noticed the wheel leaning in a bit at the top. So he jacks up the car (while I'm on the phone with work telling them I'll be late coming back) and SHIT! Once the tire's off the entire assembly in the wheel well can move all around, up, down, and around. That can't be good... lol
So someone from my office comes, takes a look, loans me his jacket, and offers us a ride back to work. I'm not leaving my car on the side of the road... so we decline. A girl from work has free roadside assistance on her cell, so I can get the car towed anywhere I want. That's a step in the right direction. Ace's dad comes, drives to a nearby mechanic shop, and they can fix it, before the end of the day... for $200. FUCK ME!!! It's 2 days before Christmas.
Anyhow, I let them fix it. What option do I have. Other than eating ramen noodles for the next two weeks until I get paid again?
Merry Christmas to all!
I'm so in the Christmas mood right now. I can't wait until I get to pass out all the gifts to family.
We've already done the celebrating here at work, and I must say I got some really cool shit. Just from my boss though, the other gifts sucked. lol... One girl has the stomach flu, but thought enough of us to make cookies and fudge to pass out. Um... I'll pass on the flu candy.
One girl bought every girl in the office (all 4 of us) body wash from Bath and Body. That was pretty cool... it smells yummy. Except I know they're buy 3 get one free. I can't help but think that mine was the free one....
My boss gave me some really nice stuff. A scented wall plug in thingy from bath and body, a travel candle, some Aveda hand and foot creme, some scented fragrance warmer oil, and a gift card to a local restaurant. (he's gay) And he wrote a very nice sentiment in the card... so that was really cool.
Oh... and Big Boss (aka The King) is rumored to let us all go home at noon today and have the afternoon off WITH PAY!!! Hell yeah!
Real conversation:
Her: I just got this strange E-Christmas card. It doesn't make any sense.
Me: Did you see the one that Bob sent out? It was a Happy Kwaanza card.
(he's a 6'4" bald white guy)
Her: Kwaanza?
Me: Yup... I'll see if I can forward it to you.
Her: That's strange, I didn't even know Bob was Jewish.
Me: Yeah... I don't think he does either. lol....
The lunch bandit
At the end of last week we had a guy quit because someone stole his lunch. Yup, that's right. His pretzels and candy bar were taken off of his machine, he got mad, and left.
It was a cause for concern, because he's the only one that knows how to operate his machine. We've had a few people back there trying to figure it out. That isn't really working, so we're going to have someone from the machine manufacturer come out and train someone here to run it.
Anyhow... it was a big mystery around here, trying to figure out who stole the guy's food. It's been nothing but a hassle ever since this guy left.
Um.... guess what. Today someone found the dude's lunch. The bag it was in had been bumped off of the table. So he quit for absolutely nothing, just a week before Christmas.
Way to go, dumbass.
A gross story
Ok... so both of my cats refuse to drink out of a water bowl. I leave one out with fresh water, hoping they'll get the hint, but they never do. Instead they drink from the sink. I turn it on just barely, and they hop up there and drink straight out of the tap.
So this morning I'm putting on my makeup, and the cats have just finished drinking. Boy Kitty burps... and WATER COMES OUT OF HIS NOSE!!! It was probably 5 or 6 drops, right onto my foot. He looks at me, saying "Mom... help me.... "
Sorry dude, you're on your own. I just had kitty snot water dripped on my foot. AHHH!!!
So as I'm washing my foot he starts to sneeze. All over my neck. GODDAMMIT!!!!
(all before 730, mind you)
Still soda free...
It's been almost 2 weeks now. And damn. This shit is hard. I never knew that giving up something so simple could be so difficult. Water is starting to taste really bad to me. I'm going to have to find something to take it's place, yet without adding sugar, carbonation, or caffeine.
Someone at work suggested Crystal Light. It's sweetened with NutraSweet, which will sometimes give me a sore throat. They do have small packets though that you mix in with a bottle of water, shake, and you're good to go.
Maybe that, orange juice, and milk will give me enough variety to help me stick with this. Because, like I said... damn. Just damn.
Oh... and just FYI. I've been drinking so much water that my pee is completely clear. You'd swear there's no pee at all, just toilet water. No dice... I'm just very hydrated. lol...
I'm quitting
I am now on day #8 of my Anti-Pepsi mode. Once I actually started thinking about all of the sugar, sodium, and calories (all empty, mind you) I decided to call it quits.
I've been fine, up until this morning. I wanted a Pepsi SO bad... It was rough. I stood my ground though. Made a glass of water, and headed out the door. Wish me luck folks... I'm in for the long haul.
Sundown Syndrome
I just had a wonderful conversation with my Granny. As most know, Grandpa has been sick. He's had strokes and things. Now that he's at home my poor Granny has been run ragged just trying to take care of him. He's usually fine during the day, but at night he seems to flip out. Even some times leaving the house in nothing but his socks and shorts at 2 am. She has to go running out after him and get him back in because of the freezing weather. (Not to mention being out after dark with his health problems)
Well Granny said that the doctors have said he suffers from "Sundown Syndrome". He acts normal during the day, but when it starts to get dark he gets agitated, restless, and becomes even more stubborn than normal. That's a lot for an old lady to deal with.
I hadn't heard of Sundown Syndrome before, so I checked WebMD. This is what I found:
What is "sundown syndrome?"Sundown syndrome -- also called sundowning or sunsetting -- is a behavior common in people with Alzheimer's disease. It describes the confusion, anxiety, agitation, or disorientation that often occur at dusk and into the evening hours. The episodes may last a few hours or throughout the night.While the exact cause of sundown syndrome is not known, experts believe there are several contributing factors. These include physical and mental exhaustion (after a long day), and a shift in the "internal body clock" caused by the change from daylight to dark. Some people with Alzheimer's disease have trouble sleeping at night, which may contribute to their disorientation. Medication that can cause agitation or confusion also may contribute to this syndrome.Sundown syndrome can be draining for the person with Alzheimer's disease and his or her caregivers. Here are some suggestions for helping a loved one with sundown syndrome cope:
Schedule the day so that the more difficult tasks are done early in the day, when the person is less likely to become agitated.
Watch the person's diet and eating habits. Restrict sweets and drinks with caffeine to the morning hours. Try serving the person a late afternoon snack or early dinner.
To help the person relax, try decaffeinated herbal tea or warm milk.
Keep the house or room well lit. Close the drapes before the sun goes down so that the person doesn't watch it become dark outside.
If the person falls asleep on the sofa or in a chair, let him or her stay there. Don't wake the person to go to bed.
Try distracting the person with activities he or she enjoys. Soothing music or a favorite video may help, as well.
Encourage the person to engage in some physical activity -- such as walking, if able -- during the day. This may help him or her to sleep better at night.
Back in the saddle again...
Well, here I am. Back at work after a nice 4 days off. I wish I had just one more day to myself... just one.
Friday started off just fine. We had received our bonus at work, so it was time to shop. I got quite a few things out of the way, and was able to clean the apartment and buy groceries also. I woke up when Ace left for the day, and stayed awake until almost Saturday morning with no problem. It's amazing how good I feel (no stress, not tired) when I don't have to work. We also went and saw Ace's neice in the Nutcracker. Reminded me of my dancing days... a long, long time ago.
Saturday and Sunday were uneventful, just hung around, played with the boys, and watched football.
Monday I tried to tackle the laundry. Tried is the key word. I had everything washed, and was putting it all in the dryers. As I'm leaving I see a note on the door... the gas was apparently out, so although the dryers were tumbling there was no heat. Wow... Imagine if the person who put the note on the door would of peeked in and TOLD ME that info. I could of saved my quarters and taken the clothes somewhere else. Amazing. Instead I took the clothes back home and hung them up all over the apartment to dry. They're almost dry now... lol. Sunovabitch.
Here comes the cold....
Ok, according to the local weatherman the cold is going to get colder.
I guess 17 degrees isn't cold enough. It must go down to 10. Fantastic. Now if I can only figure out how to keep Outside Kitty warm. Poor baby, she's gonna freeze. I've set up the pet taxi on the balcony with a towel for her, but it's just not enough. Maybe I could wrap it in something to help insulate it. I wish there was a way I could put a heating pad out for her, but if I do that I won't be able to close and lock the patio door. Hmm... I'll keep working on that.
Ah yes, back to the weather. Looks like we're getting some snow tomorrow. Usually the first snowfall turns into a bust. A few flurries and nothing more. Still they're saying 1-4 inches. We'll see.
I just realized...
That after today, I only have 1 more full week to work between now and the week of January 3rd. Awesome, huh? I'm on vacation next Friday and the following Monday, then of course there's Christmas, and then New Year's.
I really think that being off of work is my favorite part of the holiday season. I love presents, don't get me wrong... but the short work weeks are really hard to compete with.
Hard work
I've realized this blog stuff can be pretty hard. How many topics is someone supposed to come up with?
I've written about my family. About the new house. About my job (barely, I don't want to be unemployed) the boyfriend, the bf's kids, what else is there really?
Sometimes I wonder if I'm in a rut when I'm unable to creatively blog. I have no new stories. No tales of travel or adventure. No funny jokes or quips. Just me. Is there supposed to be more than this?
Is life really about just working to survive? You work to eat, have a car (to get to work and buy food). Don't get me wrong, there are good times. But come on... my parents worked to provide for me. I'm working to provide for me, and will one day be lucky enough to work and provide for my own children. What else is there? Educate the children so they can work and take care of their own kids one day? What's the point?
K... I'm done.
Brr...
It's one cold mutha out. My poor Dad doesn't have heat yet. He's fine (just a little cold) Problem is all of his water pipes could bust. He has baby space heaters on all of them trying to keep them from freezing. Hopefully he'll get the gas hooked up in about a week so he can turn the furnace on.
Hopefully I can get some pictures of his house scanned in so you guys can see all the work. It will soon be very pretty.
