Hump Day

Today was the day I drove more little heathens to school. Actually I didn't have that bad of kids today. I had three little boys plus my kiddo. They just played a number game all the way there. They thought it was pretty cool that I was playing with them.

Captain Daddy bought a new camera, so he brought it over this morning to have me help him with it. Let me tell ya. I'm dumb to stuff like that. I like to look, push the button and be done. So...I sat and messed with it, and figured out how to put the card in and to take the picture. hehehehe He's gonna have Gigantor look at it, and maybe he can tell us some details. Cuz daddy is like me, just point and shoot. lol

I've been wanting some coffee past couple mornings. But we don't have any creamer. We don't have any bread either. lmaooooooo It was growing green fuzzies. And I don't have money to go get them till Friday. I've been making sandwiches on tortilla's lol

I'm getting my nails done tomorrow. I'm gonna see if she can do hunters camo. It's hunting season after all in a big hunting community. And it's a month to early for my ghosties and bats for halloween.

I am totally clueless today. I had all this big idea for a post and got over here and went deeerrrrr ummmmmm

So...I'm gonna go. Get the kid, read a book, dink around in pogo. hehehehehe

Happy Hump day bloggers!!!!

Talkin Trash

As most of you know Gigantor got a new job this past June. He was in the navy, firefighting and welding, then when he came home he got a job at a steel yard here. 12 years he worked in the steel yard. Welding, working the saw, punch, blaster, grinders, painter, forklifts. You name it he did it. 12 long years, with every day, hot or cold, rain or blistering heat outside. 12 years, with crap ass ins, no retirement (unless you were mormon which the boss was, and all mormons got 2000 bucks cash each year), only 2 weeks vacation after 12 years.

He had been looking for a new job for a couple years. Finally we found one that we couldn't pass up. But it's so dang scary to change careers at this point in your life. Cuz what if it didn't work?? Not like he could go back to the old one. We are 35, and starting a new career is scary business.

Anyhow, he was out at the steel yard the other day, and some of the people still working there, were real snotty and going. "You still like your trashy job?? Bet your sorry you left here!!" har de har har har. This is my husbands response. And excuse the language, after all he was in the navy then at a steel yard. He says "Hell yeah I still like it mother fucker, this is the smartest thing I've ever done, and I'll laugh at your sorry ass each time I drive by here"

So thought we would look at the break down of the old and new job.

old--made 14.50 and hour plus over time, had to beg every year or two for a raise of 15 cents.
new--makes 14.50 an hour plus over time, guaranteed raise every year at review, at least .25 up to 1.00

old--worked rain or shine, outside in all weather
new--work rain or shine, inside heated or a/c'd truck

old--paid for your own work gloves, safety glasses, pens, pencils, tools, measuring tapes, and work boots.
new--they supply your gloves, glasses, pens, pencils, tools, measuring tapes and if you turn in a receipt, they pay you back for boots

old--you purchased your own work clothes, coats, hats, shirts, pants.
new--you purchase your pants, he's received 8 short sleeve work shirts, two vests, one reversible, insulated coat, and two hats

old--in 12 years only extra's he got was a lightweight jacket with emblem, a pocket knife (cheesey one) and a sweat shirt with company logo
new--in three months, he's gotten 4 t-shirts, that have snarky saying, and company logo, 2 very nice t-shirts with company logo, and one polo shirt with company logo, some shades, and multiple nice pens.

old--wanted him to go out of town for training on his own dime (he didn't do it)
new--paid his time, gas, food and for his CDL he had to go out of town for

0ld--no retirement plan
new--401K and they meet you 100% by 5 years

old--work 1 year get 1 week vacation, work 2 years get 2 weeks vacation, work 15 years, get 3 weeks
new--already have 5 days vacation, after jan get 2 weeks vacation, after 5 years get 3 weeks.

old--had medical ins, 2500 deductible, 45 dollar co pay, didn't cover non preferred providers
new--ins 250 deductible, 35 co pay, covers 90% preferred and 70% for non preferred providers

old--no dental, or eyeglass coverage
new--full dental and eye coverage

old--Got yelled at for eating on "his" time
new--they have a fridge, and the boss supplies, yes I said supplies, fresh fruit and veggies and energy bars, and gatorade for everyone.

old--Christmas party consisted of the employees only getting some little ceasars pizza and a handful of candy or nuts
new--Chirstmas party is for employee and spouses, and boss takes you out to one of the expensive restaurant/bars for 100plus dollar night.

old--if they got a bonus at christmas, it was like 1 or 2 percent of wages.
new--they get 50 safety bux every month for no accidents. There is a websight to buy stuff with your safety bux. You can get computers, tools, jewelry. For only 50 to 100 buxs you can get digital camera's or small t.v. dvd player for the car. All sorts of good stuff.

old--hated the boss, and didn't like alot of co workers
new--loves his boss, and gets along wonderfully with all the co workers

old--any kind of interaction especially fun was discouraged
new--has had our drive line zip tied, gigantor shrink wrapped the bosses truck, Other guy has placed co workers trash cans in their tree's. Just all joking and fun.

old--was all stressed out and unhappy, and started brining it home to me and the kid
new--is so happy and less stress, and the house is full of fun and laughter every day again.

oh and this last one is pretty cool
old--only got paid for what you worked no matter what
new--in winter when hours and work cut down, as long as you do your job even if it only takes 28 hours a week, you will get paid for a 40 hour week no matter what.

So...boys and girls. I wanna rub that in the faces of the idiots who keep giving him shit about moving to another job. hehehehehe

I know, another long boring one, but so what. lmao
Have a good Monday everyone.

Killer Monkey Butt

I was brutally attacked by my "monkey butt" pillow today. It leaped off the back of the couch and threw itself at me, tripping me to falling on the couch, where I then took a nap. hehehehe Only problem is, I feel asleep without a pillow behind my head, cuz it was tangled at my feet. And my head laid back on the couch, and I was doing that flip top head thing. And I got a major crick in my neck now.

CURSE YOU MONKEY BUTT PILLOW!!!!!!

Wednesdays are late start at the school. School doesn't start till 9:30. So in years past that meant an extra hour or two to sleep in. But this year kiddo and I are doing the childrens wed morning worship. One of the churches here (doesn't matter which one) started this. You take your kid in at 8, and they sing songs, have a story (from the bible) eat breakfast, and sing more songs, then go to school. They needed volunteers. So..I am the greeter, help with crowd control, work serving breakfast, and I drive anywhere from 3 to 7 heathens to school.

This morning the main lady sent my son off with his friends in another car, and said I didn't have to drive this morning. Then comes running out, one of her drivers left. I had the privilege of taking the "special" group. *insert groan here* I'm not to sure if I will be asked to drive again. I had two hyper active boys, that played war the entire time very loudly. One girl that was older than the rest that cried, and kept trying to open the door while we were moving, till I threatened to pull over and beat the snot out of her. (I know not good to do when it's not your own kid) a set of twin girls that sung the loudest songs they could. And one very special 5 year old pain in the a...er I mean boy. He started out by yelling at me that I didn't know how to do his seat belt right, and I should not have any kids of my own, cuz they will die. I crushed down the urge to stick him under my tire and back up. He then started saying how much he didn't like me, cuz he wasn't allowed to have any sugar, and my seats in the suburban look like sugar. (they are tan leather?? whatever...) So...at the stop light, I threw it into park, whipped around, put my finger in his face, and said if he didn't shut up I was gonna duct tape his mouth shut.

All in all, if I turned the radio up loud enough it was a pretty quiet ride after that.

Okay that was my Wed. How was your hump day???

p.s. got me some humping done early this morning hehehehee smirk

pps and no it was not by myself. lmao

Crazy Hummingbird

As alot of you know, I have this hummingbird family living in my tree. They are beautiful black chinned hummingbirds. I've been feeding this family for about 5 years now. I put the feeder outside my kitchen window, which is right across from the tree. You can see them dodge from it to the tree all the time. On some occasions if your outside or have the window open, you can hear them fighting with each other. They have a very distinct squawk. I don't know if I would call it a chirp. I have watched the babies grow up through each summer. They have been an amazing thrill to us. And make us feel at peace.

I had two very small one's come this year, and watched them grow bigger and have their own babies. In the summer we usually have to refill the feeder every week to every two weeks. Them little suckers drink alot of sugar water when they are busy. hehehehe

This past weekend it was so funny. Gigantor was starting dishes, and I was at the table doing bills. Both of which can see the window. When I look up, and the little girl hummingbird is tapping her beak on the window. Hovering, going tap tap tap tap. Very insistent. We thought she was tapping at a little suncatcher I had on the window. Then she came and did it again. So...I told Gigantor to switch their food. He says "they have food". But I made him bring it in, and we looked and the feeder was moldy. (the sun can do that) So...we go about cleaning the feeder. (we bring it in through the window) and he left the window open. Well...the third time the little girl tried to fly in the kitchen I made him close the window while we were scrubbing the mold out (what I wouldn't have given for a nipple brush right about then.) We get it clean and refill it, to the little girl going tap tap tap on the window. We hang it back outside, and three little guys came over and immediately started eating.

I've known of dogs and cats, to tell you when they are hungry. But that was a first for us. For the hummingbird to be so demanding. hehehehe

Just thought I would share that wonderful interaction with wildlife.

On side notes---Gigantor is now major sick, probably brochitus.

Kiddo is way way sad, his beloved Crocodile Hunter went to his maker today.

Rest in Peace Steve Irwin, may your heaven be filled with all the animals you love. I pray strength for Terry, and Bindy and baby Bob.

Stupid Friday

I was all sorts of pissed off yesterday. I woke up, completely convinced it was Friday. I was so happy that there would be a three day weekend, and maybe I could sleep in and get some rest from this stupid sinus infection. (I haven't been sleeping but a couple hours a night, stupid cough).

Anyhow...I was convinced it was Friday, and I convinced kiddo it was Friday and that after school, he then had three wonderful days off.

I come home from dropping him off at school, and I start gathering some stuff that I had to do one Friday, before the weekend. I call Gigantor and yell at him about where his fricken check is (cuz he gets it on Thursday night) and that he better not forget the dam thing tonight, we need it for the weekend. He said, "ummm okay" real confused like.

I made some other phone calls, then I realized. OMG OMG OMGGGGGGGG DAMMIT It's fricken THURSDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Needless to say I was ticked off all day after that.

Side notes------Blueberry pop tarts right after eggs with lots of pepper, not a good combination.
-------kiddo walking out talking to you with mouth full of spaghetti then sneezing, will result in little pieces of pasta spraying out his nose.
-------I got the two other books that were after that wonderful one I read THE DAY MY BUTT WENT PSYCHO. Now I have to read ZOMBIE BUTTS FROM URANUS and BUTT WARS THE FINAL CONFLICT.

Have a good weekend everyone. And yes, I'm pretty sure today is Friday. hehehe

Dr. Woundedface

I kid you not, that is the name of the doctor me and kiddo saw today. We had to go to the doctor, cuz we were much much worse today. It had settled into a major sinus infection for me. And a minor one for kiddo. Good to get it taken care of early on him I guess. Only bad thing is fate couldn't wait till next week, when our insurance was in effect??? (insert grumble here)

So...we were in the urgent care facility from 10 until almost 3 today. They were way short staffed and computers down. We had to wait, fricken forever. Then we seen this little short, native american woman, who was named Dr. Billy Jo Woundedface. I was to busy being angry and hurting to ask her what nationality exactly a name like that was. I'm curious to know. hehehehe

They wanted to do a strep test on kiddo, and he has a bad gag reflex like me. He didn't need a fricken strep test. He throat was a little sore from coughing so much, and he was coughing so much from all his dam drainage. Duh. So...I went off on the doctor, about them not knowing what the hell they are doing, cuz last time they gave him a strep test it took 4 swabs because they are all dumb asses, and I was pointing in her face. First doctor I had that didn't act overly scared. Maybe woundedface doesn't mean her family, maybe it means what they did to people. hehehehe

Any whoo, we are both on antibiotics, and now I'm going to bed, cuz I just hurt. Happy Wednesday to all!!!!

Good And Bad

We've had a week and weekend full of goods and bads.

Good---my uti is basically gone
Bad--I now have a cold/sinus infection

Good--Kiddo and Gigantor went fishing yesterday (caught three)
Bad--Kiddo came home and now guess who also has a cold/sinus stuff

Good--Alekx and house elf went diving over the weekend for her birthday
Bad--Her dog had a heart attack and died while they were gone

Good--We didn't really need any groceries this weekend, just my allergy meds.
Bad--Store was out of my meds, won't have any for a week

Good--We had some benadryl and sudafed onhand
Bad--It doesn't really work for me, so I still feel like crap

Good--this weekend was rather mild weather wise. Not to hot, perfect time to get things done
Bad--when I'm sick and laying down resting, Gigantor won't do one dam thing. Not a one. Had to even yell at him to make me and kiddo some soup

Good--next weekend is a three day weekend
Bad--Gigantor has to work Saturday, Sunday and Monday

Good--My couch is so comfy, I may go lay down
Bad--not being able to wake up in time to go get the Kiddo from school

Good--I have the puffs plus kleenex with lotion in them, so no sore noses.
Bad--I only have part of a box left.

Good--I'm gonna go read all the blogs, and not do much but rest
Bad--I'm probably gonna fall asleep in front of the computer.

Have a good Monday everyone

Still not Regular

I'm still posting sporadically. grrrrrrrr

Let me just say, I started a new medication in June. And since then I've had to battle infections. I got a (whispers) "female" infection, if you ladies know what I mean. And I had never ever had one before. I got it so bad that it took three bouts of medication to clear it up. Only to find out that, underneath all that. I have had a UTI raging out of control. So now I'm on meds for that.

I am here to say that two months of infections wears on your body and is not good. Also two months without sex, really sucks eggs. I better get this shit cleared up soon. Then Gigantor better look out. hehehehehehe

I go play games on this game sight called pogo. Well I started playing tournaments in there. It's all free, and just for fun. I found a really nice group of people in there, a couple of them, I've become pretty good friends with. Well...just this past week I have decided I wanted to start running some tournaments. So...I am undergoing some training now. It's been fun so far.

I'm a little pissed off at my husbands boss. My husband and other guys have to work every 3rd weekend. Well...with his new boss the only holidays he gets off is Thanksgiving day and Christmas day. His other job he had most holidays off. So...anyhow so far, Gigantor had to work 4th of July, and that was my mom's b-day and I was having a very hard time with it. Then Gigantor had to work on my birthday. Well...his son of a bitch of a boss, has just scheduled him for labor day weekend too. What the fuck??? So...he told his boss that wasn't nice, and the boss is like, oh I'm sure you wife won't mind. I'm trying to get Gigantor to let me call his boss. hehehehe

That's about it for today. I'm looking forward to this weekend, cuz I honestly don't want to do shit. hehehehe Would be nice for once, cuz my weekends are so dam busy it's unbelievable.

Have a good weekend everyone!!!

OooOppps

So much for posting more often, huh??? hehehehehe

I lived through Tuesday, and kiddo had a great day at school. So far he LOVES his teacher. First male teacher he's had. And he says school is exxcuuuuuleeeennnttttteeeehhhhh!!!

On Wednesday, Captain daddy came over to do his laundry and we sat and visited, then he took me out to lunch and to go get the kiddo. It was a nice day.

On Thursday I got my nails done. Goober does a good job. But her and I get visiting and it should take 2 to 2 1/2 hours, and I was there from 8 till 1 hehehehee But they look good, they rock.

On Friday, another friend took me out for a late birthday lunch. That was real fun. Plus I got a pressie. hehehehe Then I ran a ton of errands and got really really hot.

Today Gigantor got up and got a nephew (that is a year or two younger than us) helped him move some stuff. I had sold Gigantor's parent's my mom's dishwasher, oven, washing machine, and queen size bed. So...they moved them over to the parents house. The parents haven't moved back yet. After that, we went and delivered avon books, went to the library, post office, and shopping at two stores. We came home and put stuff away, and Gigantor ran out again, to get gas, and go to walmart. We are dead today. hehehehe

Tomorrow we need to do laundry, dishes (they are so stacked up) clean the carpet (sick ass dogs) and clean pet cages. hehehe

I know this was a boring post. Just sorta updating you all.

Have a good rest of the weekend.

Tuesday sadness

Yes it's Tuesday and it's the first day of school, which always makes me sad. heheheh Let me tell you all about my weekend. kay??

Saturday--Gigantor was a good giant husband. He came home from work, finished cleaning the house, ran to the store for the couple things he needed, and just took charge. We had baked beans, hotdogs and hamburgers, chips and dip and watermelon, and of course cake. Gigantor did a little joke, and did the number 29 on my candles, and had happy 29th written on it. I'm actually 35. But when I was turning 30 I was so depressed. I told everyone I was going to sleep through my birthday so I would be 29 forever. hehehehe

Sunday--Gigantor worked for a while, then he came home and did some more stuff. He pulled out the 13 foot high tumble weed from the front of the house (I had only been bugging him since it was a few inches high) And he used the 4wheeler and pulled out a dead tree we had. Then he said he had to run uptown,and what he did was buy us some steaks for dinner. He came home and did dishes, and cooked some dinner. He did, all my his giant lonesome. hehehe I think he realized how much trouble he was in after last Tuesday.

Monday--I woke up sick sick sick. I've had this burning back in my sinuses, but no drainage or stuffiness, so who the hell knows what it is. But I was also major sick to my stomach. It could have been we were over tired. We woke up to the dog making a weird noise, to find out that he had shit all over in our bathroom, bedroom, kitchen and living room leading up to the door. He was so sick. I know it wasn't his fault, but dam. 3 in the morning??? ahhhhhhh So...Gigantor said Fuck It and went into work at 3:30 heheheh He got off about 1 in the afternoon. Then we went to meet kiddo's teacher. I think kiddo's gonna like him. First man teacher he has had. Then we borrowed a friends carpet cleaner. Yes to work on our carpet, but mainly cuz of Captain Daddy. He got up in the middle of the night to potty, and in his little travel trailer you have to close a valve after done flushing, and he was to tired and didn't. By morning he had a flood, and his place is all carpet. So...we used the cleaner to go suck up all the water. Now this week we will have to get ours cleaned.

Tuesday--Today, sad day. We dropped kiddo off, and he walks in to the class and goes. Okay bye, and wouldn't let us go in with him. hehehehe whaaaaaaaa hic..

Okay I'm off to finish stuffing my face.

Have a good Tuesday everyone!!!

Saturdays, hubby's, and bbq's

Well it's Saturday. Last weekend before school starts. We are doing that bbq today. Looks like we will have about 15 people here. Gigantor did step it up. Me and kiddo picked up some stuff around the house yesterday. But Gigantor came in and picked up a bunch of stuff. Then after dinner he went to the store and got the stuff we still needed.

Since he worked today. I did get up and kiddo and I vacuumed and swept, and got the baked beans going in the crock pot. But when he gets home he is gonna mop, and cut up some fruit. And then take us all up town. I think he is finally realizing how much he hurt me this year. And he's trying to make up for it.

I haven't eaten any thing today, and dammmmmmmmm those beans smell good. I tweek my beans and everyone thinks I slave over them.

I empty about 3 big cans of bushes beans in the crock pot. Add a little brown sugar, then cook up a lb of bacon that is cut into chunks, and add it, then lightly cook some diced sweet onion and add it. (we like big chunks) then turn the crock pot on low and let it all cook during the day. hehehehe

Well we are having my dad, some friends, my aunt and uncle, and a cousin and her fiance. I haven't seen my cousin in probably 4 years or more. And I've never met her fiance. She is about 10 years younger than me, and her fiance is about 10 years older than me. LOL

Well...I'm off for now. Hubby gonna be home soon, and I wanna get a few things done. All in all the day is turning out good so far.

Have a good weekend everyone!!!!

Shock Of Shocks

Are you all in shock that I'm posting two days in a row??? hehehehe

I think I'm done being full of self pitty about my birthday. Gigantor got severely yelled at. But what can I say he was a major ass about the whole day. I think I was a little more sensitive about it being my first birthday without my mom. I thought he would be a good guy about it. But that is where I went wrong. Thinking he would do something without being told. LOL

He went to the store for something, so I thought he might pick up a cake or flowers or something to make it up to me. Nope, he got himself some chip dip.

So...the man is in some big ass trouble. We are supposed to have a little bbq here for my birthday on Saturday, but I bet I do all the work, and he sleeps through it.

Okay not gonna start on this again.

I gotta tell you all, I just read the funniest dam book. It was called THE DAY MY BUTT WENT PSYCHO by Andy Griffiths.

Oh my goodness people, it was so dam funny, and just fun to read. If you ever want anything light that just cracks you up over and over again. Try it out.

Okay I'm gonna go play a game or something, then kick the husband and go snuggle with the dog. LOL

Happy Hump Day all!!!! (you all know who won't be getting any)

*insert evil laugh here*

Happy Birthday to me!!!

I was gonna post all about the weekend, how busy it was, and how kiddo had won some awards. How proud of a mom I was and that shit.

But....I just can't seem to get happy today. Woke up to Gigantor wanting me to clean the disaster he made in the kitchen, with stuck on food that he forgot about, and dishes from one end to the other (not stacked like I fight about). And to him wanting me to work on laundry. Not a happy birthday or nothing from him.

Also talked to my sister today, and she forgot for over an hour until I reminded her.

Called Gigantor about something. Not a single happy birthday but more of him wanting me to do stuff.

Usually on birthdays and anniversaries, he calls every couple hours just to say love you and put you in a good mood. Instead he comes home and yelled at me about being to sensitive.

I'm full of blahs now today, so I'm gonna go back to bed, and say FUCK YOU!!!! To Gigantor and anyone else that wants me to do anything today.

Hope your day is better.

OMG OMG OMG OMG

OMG I am back baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

let me just say STUPID ASS, PAIN IN MY ASS, BREATH TASTE LIKE ASS BLOGGER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I lost my blog for a while. Every time I tried to get it, it would be a white screen. I thought it was just me, until some of you lovely blogger buddies told me it was happening to you too. (on my blog) I e-mailed blogger repeatedly, cuz I couldn't figure it out. Of course they were so very helpful in NEVER replying to an e-mail!!!!

Luckily my lovely blogger friend Miranda, said maybe I should copy and paste my template into another blog. I mean couldn't hurt it much worse than NOT BEING THERE ANYMORE!!! So before I did that I republished everything, just on a whim you know, and low and behold it worked. yayyyyyyy kuddo's for the computer retard named me.

I won't bore you with all the goings on of the past couple weeks, just try to sorta pick up here.

We went to walmart tonight. Kiddo had an amazing growth spurt. So amazing that not a single thing for school fits, and not one single pair of shoes fit!!!! He was invited a bunch of places and had no dam shoes, cuz I had to wait till payday. What did his lovely mother do. Well I made him put on my old stretched out tennies that I was holding onto for going to the beach. They were to small, but fit better than his old shoes. So...my poor kid was in pink and purple tennies. hehehehe I'm so mean.

So...anyhow, we go to walmart and I buy him some new tennies. Fricken size 8 1/2 mens. HE'S ONLY 10 FOR CRAP SAKE!!! Then I got him three new shirts. All but a couple of his summer shirts are hosed. They have holes and big stains. So I got him 3, and he has some new shorts to start school with.

My mother in law is going to purchase some of the big appliances of my mom's so I'm waiting for that money (should be a month) then I'm gonna go get him all new shirts and pants, seeing as NOT A DAM THING FITS ANYMORE!!!!

Can you believe he's 10 and wears mens large shirts???? Or that his pants are 36 waist??? I'm growing another giant here people.

Well...I'm gonna go make sure this post worked and I can still get the blog up, then I will try to update more, and go read you all again. I'm so dang behind. hehehee

I have missed you all dearly!!!!!

GRRRrrrrrrrrr

That's right, I growled. Hear me roar *rar* What a week we have had. uggghhh Just gotta roll with the punches though.

Our phone was a piece of crap, the 6 and 2 button barely worked and it would not keep a charge, so about a week ago we went and bought a new one. Then...it would start shutting off in mid calls. Just hanging up on people, and sometimes I couldn't get it to work. No dial tone, nothing. So...we go replace the phone, and guess what?? No dial tone, nothing. So Gigantor goes out and plugs the phone into the main box behind our house. Nope, nothing there either. Just fricken great. About a year ago it went out. And the entire line up to the main pole (4 houses away) and their little box on that pole were out. On Friday Gigantor went up to the phone company place and nobody was there but the door was unlocked so he left a note on their computer screen. Nobody bothered to contact us. So...we had to call the 800 number and couldn't get it fixed till this week. We asked why the note was ignored. And we were told that that place is supposed to be locked at all times, cuz it's only a substation. Well...they got in big trouble it was unlocked and nobody there. But you know what if they would have answered the dam note, nobody would have known. hehehehe

So...the guy is out today, doing work from main pole to my box, back and forth. Seeing as it's noon and we were promised they would be here at 8. I guess I'm just lucky they showed up the same day.

I got what I thought was a UTI last week, and the over the counter stuff. Well..I had a reaction to it. I was sicker than a dog. Then after I felt a little better. Kiddo got real sick for a couple days. uggghhh

Gigantor had to work this weekend. Not that big of a deal. But it ended up pissing me off, and us getting in a fight. I was promised he would be home between 9 and 10 saturday morning, (he goes in at 5) So...10 comes and goes, 11 comes and goes. No big deal, I thought he was just a little late. 12 comes and goes, I still wasn't angry yet. By 12:30 I was getting ticked that I hadn't even got a phone call. He came home a little after 1. No phone call or nothing. He had promised Kiddo he was gonna do a bunch of stuff with him, and he broke that promise without so much as a courtesy of a phone call. I understand having to work late, really I do. But when you promise people things, at least have enough fricken courtesy to call and explain why it isn't gonna happen. So...he had to walk on eggs the rest of the day, and hussle his butt to help get everything done he promised. I was not letting him out of a dam thing. I would have if he called, but dam.

So Sunday he had to work also, he says it's alot faster than Saturday, and he promises again that he will be home between 9 and 10. I told him I didn't believe him, cuz his concept of time is all fucked up. (this goes back for 14 years so don't think I'm just bitching about his misconstrued time on one day) So...Sunday. 10 comes and goes, 11 comes and goes. He got home about 11:30. But I let it slide, because he did try to call, but since we don't have a phone working it was the cell phone and he forgot to turn it off of silent when we came out of the movie the night before. So..when I looked there were 6 missed calls. He did try to call. He was off the hook for Sunday.

Well I'm gonna go make faces at the phone guy. Hope you all have a great Monday!!!

P.S. sorry this turned out to be a very boring post. You can wake up now and go read another blog. hehehe

Humor in my House

Okay my mother in law is funny. Yes funny weird, but I mean funny ha ha this time.

She has been here for two and a half weeks. She stayed with us for a few days. She had kicked the renters out of their old house. And has been working on it. It looks as if she and the father in law may move back. At least in the winters. (they live in New Mexico) It's not a bad thing if they do. Seeing as most of Gigantor's sisters have moved away. They were the evil spawn creating all the problems with parents, and other of the siblings. It was horrid. Just sickening. But 4 of the 5 are moved away, and we have nothing to do with the 5th. And none of them keep in contact with us and we are fine with that. Anyhow. I'm getting off subject.

So....my mother in law has been here. And she has done a few things for me, since my back was out. She totally cleaned my kitchen. It looked so nice. And she did an amazing vacuum job. Got all the edges, and furniture. Well...the other day she was doing her laundry over here.

Well..She started to clean up the kitchen again. I was sitting at the table talking to her and doing avon stuff. I was watching her, sorta, out the corner of my eye. She was removing stuff off the counters and scrubbing them, and then doing the few dishes in the sink. Some bowls, glasses, and silverware. I vaguely remember her putting a box back under the sink. A box???

I smelled this familiar smell, but couldn't place it. It wasn't dish soap, it wasn't soft scrub, it wasn't the greased lightning. I just couldn't place it. So...she does those dished and dries them and puts them away. I don't think anything of it, and I go about my work.

After she left. I got thinking about it. And then I remembered I seen her put a box back under the sink. I go open the cabinet, and look in. There is a giant yellow arm and hammer box. But the giant yellow arm and hammer box is NOT baking soda. Which I think the mother in law thought it was. In fact, the giant yellow arm in hammer box, is indeed a big giant box of...dun dun dun.....Arm and Hammer Pet Fresh carpet deodorizer.

Then it hits me. OMG OMG OMG my mother in law just washed all my dishes and counters with carpet deodorizer!!!!!!!!!!!!! People were trying to eat off those dishes. I had to go in the cupboards and grab out all the dishes, not remembering how many it was, and re wash them and the counters.

She was trying to be so helpful...hehee and I had to re do the stuff...hehehe Ya just gotta laugh at that.

Have a good Wednesday everyone!!!

The Dragon in the Stall

Green for Dragons. hehehehe

As most of you know Gigantor walks and talks in his sleep. Not near as bad as when he was a little boy. But still on a monthly basis. Weekly if he's really tired. Well.....Kiddo inherited it. Neither of them are violent. Pretty entertaining actually. I've made sure the doors are locked up good. Cuz I don't want them wandering out. Just one of those things you have to learn to live with.

Well...last night, kiddo had been in bed for about 3 hours. 2 of which he wasn't asleep, cuz he was complaining of a stomach ache. I told him if he went to sleep I bet it would settle his tummy. I get sick to my stomach if I'm over tired.

Anywhoooo. Gigantor and I are in the bedroom watching Untold Stories of the E.R. Watching this guy with an ice pick shoved in his ear to the hilt. Saying he put it there himself to stop the voices of the demons. And if he took it out the demons would get out, and he couldn't let the demons out at home or they would posses his children. So he had had it in his ear for 5 days before going to the e.r. He finally decided it was fine for demons to be loose in he hospital.

And while we are watching this with mouths agape, we hear dad, Dad, DaD, DAD, DAD, DAD, DAD, DAD, DAD, just this massive screaming. I shout OMG He's screaming. Gigantor went running, slamming off of walls. Kiddo's room is at the complete other end of our house than our room. Gigantor goes skidding into his room, and this is the conversation.

G--WHAT'S WRONG????
K--I just wanted you to see it.
G--(realizing he's still asleep) see what bud?
K--The dragon (whispering and pointing)
G--Oh yeah?
K--see, he's roaming around eating hay.
K--Isn't he pretty
G--That is so awesome buddy
G--Is he here in your room bud??
K--*mumble mumble moan, smile*

Gigantor comes back in the bedroom smiling/laughing and going awwww. And tells me the story.

Okay I know, it's funny, but it's to dam cute too.

Only thing I don't like about this sleep walking thing. Well two things actually.

1. when he screams like that in the middle of the night we have a heart attack till we realize that some psycho isn't in the house chopping him to bits.

2. When he sneaks in the bedroom and puts his face within a 1/2 inch of yours and goes MOM. And you jump awake to face in your face. Your first reaction is to smack it. LOL

Okay Happy Thursday everyone.

THE TALK

Blue cuz it's Kiddo's favorite color, and since the humor in this post is at his expense. I'll make it blue for him.

You all remember "THE TALK" right??? The one where you wanna finally find out all about where babies come from??? My mother never gave me that talk, I had to find out from t.v. and friends...but I digress.

Anywhoo....I have been skirting around having this talk with the Kiddo. Basically cuz I DON'T WANNA (insert whinie voice here) Kiddo has known for a long time that babies come from mommies tummies. Hell he watches animal planet, I thought he would just "get it" ya know.

Other night after he was in bed, he comes out, and goes. "Mom, dad, I know babies come from mothers stomachs, but how do they get in there???" I choke/snorted and sorta screamed in a panic "YOUR FATHER WILL EXPLAIN IT" At which point Gigantor gave me the "deer caught in the headlights" look. He told Kiddo he would explain it on another day cuz it was way past his bedtime.

Kiddo goes to bed, and I sorta punch Gigantor in the arm and tell him "Nice way trying to get out of it butthead." Good part about that is, that he was so shocked still he didn't realize that I had just completely pawned it off on him. hehehehee

So Gigantor just informes me last night that a couple days after that he went and had "THE TALK" with kiddo. Gigantor being an E.M.T. wanted to be thorough. He also wanted to make sure he explained everything so that Kiddo would get all the information and be able to deal with is.

Gigantor tells me that he is going into some major detail actually. And Kiddo keeps looking at him confused, then trying to walk away. He has to keep making him come back, as he continues to explain. After "THE TALK" Gigantor asks kiddo if he has any questions. And Kiddo is like "uhhhh....no"

Now flash to the next morning. Kiddo is watching the cartoon Ed, Edd, and Eddy. And one of the boys goldfish has babies. And the boy is running around announcing the babies. Well....Kiddo spins around, with this stormy accusing look right at Gigantor, and screams. "SHEESH DAD, I ASKED THAT QUESTION BECAUSE I SEEN THIS CARTOON THE OTHER DAY, AND WANTED TO KNOW WHERE THE GOLDFISH BABIES CAME FROM ON HERE. I DIDN'T WANT ALL YOUR GROSS EXPLANATION OF STUFF WITH MOMS!!!!!!!!!!!"

Gigantor's jaw dropped and I ran into the other room horking coffee out of my nose, cuz I was laughing so hard. hehehehe

I guess what I'm trying to say, is if you have kids, make sure they are really ready and wanting "THE TALK" before forcing it on them and causing them to need therapy for the rest of their lives. hehehehehe

Happy Monday everyone!!!!!!!!!

Saturday Shenanigans

Just sitting here relaxing on a Saturday. The hub unit is still out doing the grocery shopping (he said he would since my back) He had seemed to be doing much better last night and most of today, as far as male specimens go. But of course he had to drop in for a little while and ruin the whole thing. ugggggggg you men.

The kiddo is good, he went to the library, then up to the mom in laws old house to mess around a while.

The mom in law is starting drive me crazy. She came back to kick out her renters, and to get the house in some sorta shape so she can put it on the market. For some reason she keeps wanting us to go over all the dam time. For what I say??? I'm not into just sitting there on a bench in one room (cuz there are no chairs) while she is off cleaning in another room (and me having to sit and not clean cuz of the dam back issue) I'm sure it's cuz she wants Gigantor to help her with a bunch of stuff. But....dammit, then just ask him to go over so he can get the shit done, and come home. grrrrrrrrrrrrrr

She decided we should all have a bbq over at her place, cuz a sister and her husband that doesn't even talk to Gigantor are in town. I didn't want to. They want to leave by noon tomorrow, so said the only way they would do anything with us, is if "mom" took everyone to breakfast. And she told them we would go. Which she then told Gigantor who told me. Which pissed me off. Ask me, don't tell me. And they don't want to see their brother any way so why the fuck should we go.

Then she also decided she was gonna still do the bbq tomorrow night with a niece and her husband and us. Again she told us.
1. Sundays are our relax day, to veg
2. Kiddo is bored to tears over there, and so am I
3. If these people wanted to interact with Gigantor they would on other occasions.
4. mom in law does everything late, say we ask for bbq at 5. We will get there, then she will decide that 5 is the time to run to the store to buy everything for bbq. We end up eating between 9 and 10.
5. Gigantor is a major bitch when he doesn't get his Sunday evening veg/relax/decompose for the following week of work.
6. When Gigantor is a major bitch, I'm a mega bitch!!!!

But you know what??? I'm gonna drag his dumb ass up there, and make him work his ass off all the following week. Because. BECAUSE!!!! he came in the house yelling about it and told me to tell his mom when she called that Tuesday would be better not tomorrow, and I said, "No you should have told her up there" He says "I didn't think about it" I said "Bullshit, you didn't want to confront her" He says, "I'm not telling her, just tell her when she calls."
I said "NO YOU FUCKTARD IT'S YOUR DAM MOTHER, PUT YOUR BIG BOY PANTIES ON AND DEAL WITH THE SHIT!!!" So...he's gone finishing the shopping, and I hope he's irritable. hehehehehee

Okay usually I don't wish ill on my husband. I love him so very much. But his family has always been a major issue with us. Basically because almost all of them hate me, and have told me to my face that they can't love or like my son because he is mine. So...I could care less who's feeling are upset, or who's panties are in a bunch, as long as they leave me alone. But Gigantor, has been afraid of them for all his life (youngest of 9, in a bad home) That he still bows down. I have decided it's not my job to help him in this anymore, he has to help himself. 13 years, I'm not gonna baby him anymore. Call it mean, call it heartless, I call it tough love.

I'm off to play with the Kiddo, he's in a giggley mood, and he's a funny little dorkster. hehehehe

Not as Bad

Well yesterday wasn't near as bad as I thought it was gonna be, so that is good.

I got up and hobbled out to the car, and took Kiddo, Captain Daddy, and the mom in law to the parade. I got there early enough that I got one of the two only benches along main street. whooohoooo go me!!!!

After the parade, we came home and did lunch, and vegged for a while till Gigantor got home. Then we went and bought some chicken and tater salad and mac salad. I told Gigantor to pick up cup cakes or a cake, (I didn't have time or back to make one) Cuz I still wanted to celebrate the day with that. Of course Mr. Shit for Brains, didn't get either.

We then drove down to the motels around the golf course (where the fire works are lit off) and some had parking for 15 dollars, some for 7. We found one had parking for 4 dollars. Then Gigantor decided to drive down to the golf course, and we asked the people there if we could park. They club owners said "of course, set your chairs and tables up on the green, we just ask no alcohol unless you buy it from us" (they do have to make money I guess) So...we back into the best spot around, and walk down to the green. Set up our table, and chairs, and get ready to eat. And Mr. Shit for Brains strikes again. He forgot the bag with the plates and silverware and napkins in it. The bag that I handed him on the way out the door. The bag that he had been forgetting and I/me/myself, personally put it in his stupid ass hand (cuz I needed both hands for cane and stuff down the stairs) Well...Mr. Shit for Brains, just up and put the sack down on the back of the couch for no apparent reason, and came out to the suburban. I asked him if he had everything, he said yes. I asked particularly about the sack (cuz of his shit he was pulling earlier) and he said yes. Then we get there and the asshat doesn't have the sack. So...we had to walk some chairs back up to hold the parking place while he drove home to get it.

So...we eat later than we wanted, and all of us were way hungry. Then of course we couldn't have desert....(asscheese man) So we are drinking our soda's and watching kids rolling down the hills at the golf course. Kiddo did his few rolls, and mom in law rolled with him. Then a couple ladies were walking through the crowds selling the light stick necklace thingies, so we bought a couple for Kiddo. And him and Gigantor played frisbee with them in the dying light. Killed time till the 9:30 time on the clock before the stupid city decided it was probably dark enough to do fireworks. It was a nice show. Nice with Captain daddy, and mom in law there. Of course Mr. Shit for Brains slept through the fireworks.

Sometimes I just take a deep *sigh* at putting up with him.

On a side note, my back is doing better after Monday's appointment. Little better each day. Now it only hurts when I try to stand up and when I walk (but it kills) I have an appointment tomorrow. Wish me luck to maybe get it taken care of.

HAPPY HUMP DAY TO ALL!!!