2007 Holiday Wish List

Per Greentshirt I am putting out my Holiday Wish List to the universe and whatnot... Here we go:

1. I wish/hope that Bitteman gets an interview with the U.S. Marshals.

2. I wish for willpower to stick to WW.

3. I wish for good health for all my friends and family.

4. I really wish for a super hot leather jacket.

5. I wish for a GOOD president to be voted in.

6. I wish for enough money to keep food on my table and clothes on our backs.

7. I wish for my sister to move back home.

8. I would really like a vacation this year.

9. I wish my in-laws would realize how hard their son works for them and they would TELL him how proud they are.

10. I wish/hope that I maintain my A's in school.

Ok so there's my list. Nothing to crazy I don't think. Who knows maybe I will have some of my wishes granted!

On other news, I am officially another year older as of yesterday. It really hasn't bummed me out like I thought it would. I lost another 1/2 lb at WW this week. Which is great considering all the chocolate and stuff I have been eating because of Halloween. My mid term grades are all A's. I don't really have much to complain about these days. Life is good. Talk to ya'll soon!

Loss

This has been a whirlwind weekend. It started Friday morning with a call from my Mom-in-law. You know, that call at the crack of dawn and your thinking "Oh God who died..." Well my husband's Nana had a heart attack on thurs. As of friday morning she was in ICU. By friday night she was back in the OR and they weren't sure what was happening. Saturday morning Mom-in-law comes to our house at 8am and takes Bitterman to PA. By early evening last night the prognosis was not good. Nana had internal bleeding, a blockage in her intestine, and her stomach had stopped functioning along with her kidneys. The whole family has come in from other states and rallied around Nana. Except me. I feel so helpless here in NY. But I can't take my 4 yr old on a 3 hr drive to sit in a hospital for who knows how long. I know that there's nothing I could do, but I would at least have been able to be with the rest of the family and hug them and be emotional support. I've felt terrible about it all day yesterday and I haven't slept well all night. It's now 5:30 in the morning on Sunday and I miss my husband and I know that Nana probably did not make it thru the night. When I talked to Bitterman last night before I went to bed he just sobbed and said that she had maybe 24 hrs to live. It broke my heart. To hear my husband so sad and so vulnerable and I wasn't with him and I was sad to lose his Nana too. Over the years she really has become my Nana. She always remembers my birthday and The Girl's, she's kind, loving, and she took her time every single weekend to clip coupons for me and my sisters in law. I feel this loss like she was my flesh and blood. I just don't know what to do. I'm helpless and sad and my Girl is sad. She knows something is not right within the family. How do I explain to a 4 yr old about death? How do I tell her that she'll never see her Great Nana again? So many things are rattling around in my brain right now. I'm heartbroken and lonely and I wish I knew how to change that.

WW weekly weigh in

Sorry I'm a day late on this, but I just was busy.... So drum roll please......I lost another whole pound. Which I was mistaken when I last checked in about my weight. I have lost a total of 8 lbs in 12 wks. So it's not terrible. This cutting back my points thing has really helped and I have found that on my cable channels there is this OnDemand network that you can go to. This is has a Exercise OnDemand feature. So anytime morning, noon, or night I can find a yoga workout to do, or a The Firm workout, or just an ab session. It's really great! So if any you out there in Xanga land have Time Warner Cable check it out. There is also FitTv on, but it's much easier to go to Exercise OnDemand.
School is still going well. I did my first presentation the other night and overall I think our group did a pretty good job. The only issue was this girl that was 19 in our group. She really didn't have a clue about anything much less our project. So hopefully that didn't effect our grade. I tried at the end to kind of go over the stuff that she was going to cover, but didn't. I hope it pulled everything together for the class to understand better. I also handed in my first paper that I will hopefully be getting back on Friday. My teacher said that out of the ones he's read so far, they are all A's. So that's keeping me hopeful. Well I need to go do wife things now. Ya know cooking, cleaning, bathing the kid, and all that jazz.

Quickie

I don't know if I put it out here or not, but last week I lost a whole pound. So officially I am down 6 lbs in 12 weeks. Not exactly what I was expecting when I started WW, but I am losing so that's good. I cut back my points and have been trying to really gauge my body. I find I feel satisfied on a lot less than I usually take in. So I've been overeating and not really knowing. That's the stinkin problem with not having a thyroid. My doctor told me that my body wouldn't send the message to my brain that I'm getting full until it was way to late. I'm hoping that this cut in my points and really paying attention to how I feel when I'm eating will help. Hopefully tomorrow's weigh-in will be better. I'll keep ya'll posted.

Random thoughts...

OK so every now and then I get the privilege of ending up in my car alone. No child screaming about her "car songs" or a husband telling me that we need to stop here, here, and here. I just get to drive on a sunny day with MY music blaring, windows cracked and sunroof open and singing at the top of my lungs. This was the case on Sat. morning. Thank you Lord, powers that be, Buddha, or whoever. To be honest this is absolutely my most favorite thing in the world to do. I love driving and singing and just letting my mind wander while I take the back, country roads to get wherever it is I'm trying to go. I love long, winding roads, and the beautiful colors changing in the trees. I can't even tell you how wonderful upstate NY is in the fall. The air smells fresh, the sun is bright, and the sky is this magnificent blue. Anyway, while I was out by myself experiencing all of NY's slender, my mind wandered. I was thinking about the songs I was listening to and that music is such an important part of my life. Then I began to think about what songs would be the soundtrack of my life. I've got a bunch, that if ever my life was made into a movie or something, would be the perfect soundtrack. From birth to say, age 12, it would have to be Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. Growing, learning, but in the dark about so many things, powerful, yet weak. That's how that song makes me feel. From 12 yr old to about 17, it would have to be a combination of Prince--Little Red Corvette, Madonna-Papa Don't Preach , Skid Row-18 and Life, Grateful Dead -Sugar Magnolia, Truckin, The Doors--any song at all, Poison-Every Rose Has It's Thorn, Motley Crue -Without You, Dr Feelgood, and any music from Les Miserables or Phantom of the Opera. During my teen years. I was so torn as to what I wanted to be, who I was, where I was going, and how in the world would I ever amount to what my parents wanted me to amount to. So many of these songs spoke to my heart during those years. After age 17 I kind of downward spiraled. My mom went nuts and so did I. I moved out and dyed my hair purple with some blue in it and tore all my clothes. Nirvana--Smells Like Teen Spirit was my anthem along with any Pearly Jam song. I drank, got high, slept with way to many not so nice guys. This lasted until I was about 20. Then a whole new me came out. The feminine, strong me. The I AM WOMAN HEAR ME ROAR me. Sarah Mclaughlan, Tori Amos, Alaniss Morrisette, Bjork, Cranberries all became my heros. If it wasn't for Tori Amos Little Earthquakes album I would never have found the relationship I now have with my sister. To this day I still listen to Tori, Sarah and the lot, and just feel totally empowered. As for now, my music tastes have evolved. At least I hope so. I really love rock. Indie rock, hard rock, or whatever you want to call all the different genres. Blue October, Jack Johnson, Paolo Nutini, all touch my soul these days. Along with Yellowcard and Plain White T's. Oh my God, if you want to cry just listen to Yellowcard's Dear Bobbie and try not to cry. What a great song.....Well anywho, I totally have gone off here. You now know or at least have an idea about the soundtrack of my life. See what a couple hours of free time in my car can produce.....peace, love, and good music to you all!

End of Summer

So the end of summer is here. At least it's supposed to be, but we have had some BEAUTIFUL weather the last few days and I love it! The cool mornings and warm afternoons are about more than I can handle. How can anyone not be in a good mood on days like this? Well I'm going to put some pics up in this post by way of a slideshow. I haven't posted any in a while and thru the pics you'll get a brief idea about our summer. It's basically been all about The Girl. Doing fun things with her and for her.

Ok to sum up, these are the beach pictures. We camped and biked and played at the beach and it was a blast. The pic of her and all the boys was while we were crabbing one night. She hung out with the boys the entire time. It was a fabulous trip as I may have mentioned in a previous post. Honestly I just don't remember....

She also started preschool which I may or may not have mentioned. She's kinda loving it. The teachers are really strict and she hates authority, so they don't mesh well. But the kids love her and she loves them. So I guess that's gonna have to be good enough. Today we went on our first field trip to the Pumpkin Farm. It was a lot of fun both for the Girl and Me. It was about 80 degrees and sunny which made it that much better. A lot of the activities I haven't done since I was a kid. Like being able to pick your own apple and go on a hay ride. I mean really how great is that??! Then they gave us cider and donuts and we got to play! It was so much fun to see all the parents acting like the kids and having fun. I finally got to talk to a couple of the "soccer moms" hopefully at some point before the school year is over they will accept me into their circle of power. LOL! Well I guess I don't really need to be welcomed into the circle, I will form my own circle if need be. Well that's about it for now...... I'll get some pics up ASAP!

Weekly update

So I'll get to the news right off the bat. I gained a 1/2lb. That's .5 lb..... I guess considering I didn't journal hardly at all this last week and the fact that I have eaten prolly 15 cupcakes between Sat. and today, a 1/2 lb isn't that bad. I got on the scale today and totally expected a 2 lb gain. My goal for this week is to lose 3 lbs. I know that sounds a little high, but I think I can do it. I've started doing my Namaste Yoga again and I have continued walking with Amy. This sunday we are doing the Breast Cancer Walk. It's 3 miles. No biggy. That's what Amy and I have been walking, but I'm hoping by doing charitable walks I will be able to work up to maybe a run one of these days. I still am loving the WW program. The meetings are totally inspiring and motivational. I can't tell you how amazed I am every week by these women and men that are losing 10, 20, 30 lbs. Alot of these people are a lot older than me too. I figure if they can do it, so can I. There is this older couple probably in their 60s that just started maybe 2 weeks ago and they both have lost about 15 lbs in 2 weeks. Can you believe that??? They said they are following the plan to the letter and just supporting each other and walking. I just think it's GREAT. Stories like that make me want to work that much harder. So that's what I'm going to do! This week I am going to try even harder. Hopefully I have good news to report next week!

On school news, I am starting to feel the effects of being home during the day with The Girl. I have a TON of reading to do with 2 of my classes. My Humanities class has us reading 50-200 page critiques every 2 weeks and writing 5 pg essays on them, and my Sociology class has us reading up on social problems and also writing essays. I'm finding it very difficult to keep up with my regular class reading and all these project readings. The Girl does not give me a second to myself during the day except when she naps. For that 1-2 hrs I usually am cleaning, working out, getting dinner stuff together, reading, working on my math, or whatever. It never seems to be enough time to actually get any real reading done. So I've kind of been in panic mode the last few days. I'm trying not to freak out, but it's hard. I really need A's this semester so I can apply for the nursing program in March. OY!!! Ok well now that I got that off my chest I feel a little bit better.

The Girl and Bitterman are both doing well. It seems that I only write about school and WW these days. Bitterman is back to work finally and I can't wait til Fri. when we have a regular paycheck again! He's been trying to take it easy, but he comes home and is sooo sore, so I know he's not taking it easy. I really wish he would just stop with the family business. I mean he is a college educated man with a great work ethic. He should be able to go out and do anything. We are still waiting on the U.S. Marshals. The gov't is the slowest machine. I swear. He's also started looking at maybe going back to school. The VA will pay for school completely. I think he should do that. We'll find a way to make it all work. I just wish we could wash our hands of the business. His parents, well his Dad, has basically told him that he doesn't think Bitterman can handle the business because of his lack of faith in God. Which is so not true. Bitterman has faith he just doesn't chose to display it like his Dad does. So why keep it going? Because my inlaws just bought a $120,000 RV so that they can take the quadruplets on ATV trips! My mother in law has told them that they can never retire or give up the business. No pressure...Bitterman feels like if he walks away from the business then he is letting them down and that they will be in debt over their heads. I keep telling him that it's not HIS fault THEY bought the damned thing. ARGHHHH! I just wish he would change jobs and maybe we could move. Not far away, but away from the inlaws. Wow that totally turned into a rant....sorry about that. Well that's about as much and I can do for today. I love blogging, it's so therapeutic.....

2.5 lbs GONE!

I've started going to the tues. morning WW class, just in case ya'll didn't know or missed that somewhere along the line. I find it's a better fit for me because I can't cheat thru the weekend like with the thurs. class and still have 4 days to get back on track. I have to be good all weekend knowing that tues. will be my weigh in. I am happy to report that as of today I have lost a total of 5.5 lbs. (2.5 lost this last week). So for any of you out there keeping track that is 5.5 lb over 7 weeks. Not to shabby. I also got my 5 lb gold star today. Woohoo!!! I can't even begin to tell ya'll how psyched I am. I literally almost cried after class today. I swear I felt like I was on Biggest Loser or something. LOL! I know, I'm such a dork...
On school stuff, I finally met my sociology teacher. He's very intense and liberal and he moves very quickly thru topics. Which is all well and good, I guess. I found the class very interesting and I hope to do well in it. I really hope that I can keep my big mouth shut though on some of the topics so I don't get my butt kicked after class. He brought up just about every hot topic out there. Abortion, the War in Iraq, taxes, welfare, Mexicans, etc. I think this class will show me just how liberal or conservative I really am. Tonight I had my first math exam. I think I did ok....but my teacher threw in some crazy questions. I'll let you know how I did next week! Well I'm pooped so I'm gonna sign off!
Oh btw, I ran today. Not far, but enough to get me feeling pumped. I haven't gone running in like 10 yrs. Lordy, Lordy, Lordy was I breathing heavy!

Changes

So since beginning back at classes, I have missed my WW meeting. I went to a new one this morning at a different church and it was really pretty good. There was a ton of people and they sold way more WW goodies at this meeting. I have lost a 1/2 lb. Not superb, but I will take it. Considering that I haven't been journaling the last few days and labor day was an eating frenzy and the family reunion on Sun. also consisted of a few of my favorite things, I am very pleased with the 12 lb being gone. I know something is working because I went shopping and had to buy SMALLER jeans. Just one size smaller, but hey, one size is one size. I was equally impressed because my shirts that I bought were larges, not extra larges. This may be a fluke, Old Navy tends to fit me differently than any other store, but I will, for now, accept my smaller sizes and be happy. I also bought a bike over this last week and found that I stink at riding a bike. When we were at the beach a few weeks ago, I rode a bike and it didn't seem that hard, that's what convinced me and Bitterman to buy bikes. Well let me tell you....it is hard. I decided to ride it on a main road by my house and just see how far I could go. Well I think I rode for about 15 mins and just about died. The littlest hill just about killed me. My thighs were burning, my butt was sore, and my calves were screaming at me. I think the bike seats have shrunk since I was kid. too. They just don't feel as good as they used to. So I came back and tried to head the other way with less hills or inclines of any kind. This also just about killed me. I then turned around again and came home. I had to walk my bike up my little hill before my house. Talk about embarrassing. Noone actually saw this, but I knew and I was embarrassed. I walked in the house and Bitterman was like, "So how was your ride?". "Did you go very far?" I only rode total for just under a 1/2 hour and I was dripping with sweat and couldn't complete a sentence and my legs were like jello. He just kind of laughed and reminded me how hard it actually is. He then gently reminded me that he rode 8 miles the day or so before. Showoff.....so my plan is to try and just start getting back into biking at the local park slowly. On straight a ways and what not. Then I'll worry about some hills.
Let's see what else is going on.....The Girl starts pre-k on thurs. This is very exciting. It's only a 2 1/2 hr pre-k program, but it is all state mandated and from what I have heard from a friend whose son was there last yr, it is absolutely fabulous! So I can't wait to see how she does. I hope that any biting, hitting, or bullying of any kind has gotten out of her system over the summer. My mom in law took The Girl shopping today for new school clothes. This is the first yr that she really kind of gets it. She was sooo excited to look at jeans, shirts, hoodies, socks, and sneaks. You name it she wanted it. Meme (my mom in law) probably would have bought it all if I had let her. The Girl ended up with 2 fall/halloween outfits, a pair of jeans, a ballerina dress, a couple of shirts and a hoodie. Not to shabby I guess. That is one thing that my Mom in law is very good for. She loves buying clothes for her grandkids. Thank the Lord up above!

I think that's about as exciting as it gets for now. Hope ya'll had a great labor day weekend and I'll check in next week!

First Day of Classes

So today was my first day back at class. It really was pretty uneventful. No big delays or anything. I did have to wait in line for my parking decal and my student ID. Both took less than a 1/2 hour. My first class today was Humanities. I thought this class was going to be kind of hard, but I think now it will be fine. My teacher is completely crazy. I mean he's prolly about 5'6", 350 lbs, about 60 something, and blind as a bat (honestly I don't know how he drives). He started class this morning by eating a huge chunk of chocolate along with his vat of coffee and telling us that he is taking in every calorie he can until he dies so he can give back to the earth what he has taken in. He then proceeds to explain that the class is about the arts and appreciation of them along with some history. I mean seriously this guy looks like a janitor with 300 keys on his belt and all. He definitely does not look the PhD that he is. He also explains that he has terrible astigmatisms in both eyes and though he may be looking at you, he probably really isn't meaning to and that he has no control over which ways his eyes go (see what I mean about the driving???). He was the funniest, most laid back teacher I've ever met. The whole course is essays. He does nothing by the way of multiple choice anything. He believes you have to think to get an "A", go figure.... My hopes are that I will learn all this art stuff and hopefully write a decent essay compared to my 18 yr old counterparts. My second class for today was Sociology. It was canceled due to a family emergency. I now will not start this class for 2 weeks. We shall see how that turns out. So for now all is well. I also have started my online course for Medical Terminology. It's very easy and a complete repeat of med. term. that I took at Ridley Lowell. So hopefully that will be and easy A. I'm still doing well on the WW. I am going to have to find a new meeting time now that school has started. So far all I've found that fits into my schedule is a 7am on Sat. meeting. Don't know 'bout ya'll, but that might be a tough one... we'll see.
I just wanted to give a brief "THANK YOU" shoutout to Kellie and Geoff for letting us crash their yard sale on Sat. The space in the driveway was much appreciated and we were able to make enough to pay for my remaining books, get me and the man some new sneaks, and get the Girl a DVD player for her room. And we still had some to spare. So thanks SOOOO MUCH!!! Despite the heat, it was a great day and we were so glad to be a part of it with you guys!

Vacay and WW update

For those of you that don't know, I have been on vacation for the last 6 days. Me and my fam. went to Camp Henlopen State Park in Delaware. We camped and hung out at the beach for 6 days. It was soooo much fun. We went with my sis in law, her 4 kids, her fiancee, their friends and their 4 kids. So it was a pretty big group. When we got into Delaware the weather was HOT and very sticky. Not exactly perfect weather to set up a tent in and unpack a car. Once we got settled in and I lost about 3 lbs just sweating, we sat down to figure out what the plans were for the week. The plans were beach, beach, bay, beach, beach and possibly some outlet shopping if time allowed. I just loved it. Unfortunately, Bitterman and I brought typical Binghamton weather down with us and by day 2 of out trip it was considerably cooler and rainy. No worries. We went to the beach and it was about 75 and sunny. The waves were incredible. Our poor Girl wanted so badly to run in and swim with her cousins, but I was soo afraid that the waves would pummel her to death that I made her stand with me holding her hand the whole time. She actually got a big kick out of this because everytime a wave crashed into her, she just picked up her feet and knew that I had her. There were a couple times that I got pummeled by the waves and we both went down, but other than that she loved it. We built sandcastles and dug for shells, it was really a great time. I don't think there is anything more fun than seeing your child experience something for the first time. Every single thing was amazing to her. On our 3rd day in it was very overcast and misting in the morning. We decided to go to the Bay because the water is calmer and The Girl could just go in and swim and float and I wouldn't have to be right there. This was much better from a mommy point of view. There were close bathrooms (not port-a-pottys like at the beach), a food stand and a DQ if the need for ice cream came up. The Girl loved this. She swam and swam until it started to really rain and even then there was a slight meltdown because she didn't want to get out of the water. So we bribed her with DQ. We packed up our whole crew and headed over to Dairy Queen and got some lunch and a large blizzard to share. I forgot how much I miss DQ living back here in NY. I mean it's no Cold Stone, but the blizzards are soooooo good. After getting rained out at the beach we went back to camp and decided to get some drinks and food going and just chill at camp for the rest of the day. It was a very wet night. Still had tons of fun though. I got to know my niece and nephews and talk to them and The Girl made some new friends and they all played and listened to music and rode bikes. That night we took all the kids to the pier to fish and try crabbing. We didn't have any luck with any fish, but we did get one blue crab and 2 huge hermit crabs. This was the coolest thing to the kids. I just can't tell you what a GREAT time we had. The last day was so rainy. We spent one whole day at camp basically in our tents because the rain was really bad. We decided to hit the outlets. I found some fantastic deals! I went into OshKosh and was able to get the Girl jeans and 4 shirts for 27 bucks! The jeans themselves were originally 35! I also found her an adorable Nike running suit for about 20 bucks, originally 45. The outlets down there are just fabulous and for the most part the prices are very good. There were a few stores that didn't discount their prices at all, but overall there really were some great stores and deals. We got home late Wed. night and unpacked everything. You can not believe the amount of sand we brought home with us! What a mess! Yesterday was spent putting up the tent again and getting all the sand out, doing all of our sandy laundry, and mowing our very high grass. We also unloaded our whole garage for a yard sale this weekend. So I got a workout yesterday.
Yesterday was also my weekly WW meeting. I had to weigh in and was so scared because of just eating whatever I wanted on vacay. I only gained a pound and a half. Not to shabby. I can lose that no problem and hopefully a couple more with it. So by next week I may be back on track. I really like the meetings. They're kind of goofy and it's just a bunch of women giggling and talking about food, but they really do help. Our leader Heidi, is really motivating, funny, and not afraid to share her stories of weight loss and gain. She has almost brought me to tears a few times. I am going to miss her once school starts next week. I am going to have to find another meeting time to go to cuz I have class on Thurs. nights. I really should be looking into that. On school news. I went to get my books yesterday. What a crock. Last semester my books didn't evern cost $200. This semester they cost $500. The school only sent me a check for $250 for books. I don't get my refund until next week. So I won't be able to get my math book until Tues. hopefully. This may not sound like a big deal to ya'll, but I am a geek. I pride myself on being ready and raring to go on the first day of class. I have my pens, pencils, calculator, notebooks, highliters, sticky pads, and whatever else all ready in my bag. See how this whole missing book thing causes a problem?? I know I am a geek. I can't help it. I watch so many of these kids that don't get a book all semester and wonder how the hell do they think they are going to learn anything. Then they are struggling to look on with someone else. I just don't want that to happen to me. I know it won't, but it is my fear. I just like being prepared. I'm paying to much money to screw it up this time. Ok, well, I have rambled enough for one day.....

Progress

Well tonight was my second weigh in for WW. I lost 2 more lbs. Yeah!! I really am excited about this. This makes a total of 4 lbs gone so far and I'm well on my way to my 10% goal of 21 lbs. I've been walking a few times a week and I've really been trying to be good about the points system that WW uses. It really isn't hard. It's just hard having to be accountable for every single thing you put in your mouth. Me and the fam head out for vacation tomorrow. We are heading to Delaware to the beach. I hope that I can continue to do well while on vacay. I've packed lots of fruits and veggies all cut up and some cereal and lean meat to grill. I think I will be able to stay on track for the most part. I'm hoping that swimming in the ocean and chasing my girl on her bike will help burn off any excess I may tack on. I'm also committing myself to walk at least 2 times while we are gone. I know my sis in law will walk with me. :) Well just wanted to give a quick update before we head out. I'll check back in next week!

One Week Down...

Hello all! Well today was my first weigh in after starting the Weight Watchers program. I have lost 2 lbs. in a week. I thought maybe 3,but alas it was only 2. It's ok though I am very happy with those 2 lbs. I found I really liked the way the system worked over this last week. It didn't limit me at all and having to weigh in tonight made me try extra hard the last couple of days. I walked 2 times this week on our "rail trail". It's 4.2 miles long and a very nice walk. I've gone with my friend, Amy,and it's really been a good time. She is also my WW buddy, so we talk about what we ate, or shouldn't have eaten and compare tips about what curbs cravings not to mention we just talk. Usually we just hang out over beers at the bar and the conversations are easily forgotten. So this has been really nice. I'm hoping to get another walk or 2 in next week and maybe I'll start doing my yoga again. I have the time, I should be doing this stuff anyways.

On other news, The Girl got the all clear from her doctor. This was cause for celebration so we bought her a new bike. We had told her when she first got hurt that if she took it easy and did what the DR said that we would buy her a "big girl bike". So yesterday we went out and looked at bikes. She b-lined for this purple, princess covered bike. It has sparkles, flowers, a handlebar pack, and a waterbottle. I told her look carefully and weigh all her options to make sure this was the one she really wanted. She didn't even blink. This was THE bike. So The Girl is now the proud owner of one Princess Big Girl Bike. She rides so well. I'll have to take a pic and put it up for you guys. She's so stinkin cute! Well that's about all for now. Hope your all having a good week. It's almost FRIDAY!

School update

I finally got my schedule the way I want it for school. I swear I think my advisor is a frickin idiot. She just rushes and puts in whatever she thinks is good without really explaining anything to me. So because of my lack of daycare and whatnot I had this crappy schedule of 2 night classes, and online course and I still needed a class to continue being full time. I went to the school yesterday and got to talk to one of the advisors that was covering for the summer. She was AWESOME! She smiled, talked, asked me questions, and explained that the courses I was signed up for weren't even really necessary to get into the nursing program. I was like well thank you for clearing that up. So now I still have 2 night classes, an online course, and a morning course in the time frame I needed for The Girl's daycare. I feel much better about this schedule. The online course is Medical Terminology, which I have previously taken, so I think that will be much easier than English to do online. I got my Math class that I desperately needed and got to take an interesting course called Western Humanities. Plus my sociology class sounds pretty interesting too. I am very relieved and excited about this fall. I hope these prove to be a good fit for me.

On other news I have been fighting a cold for the last couple of days. How does one get a cold in the summer anyway? I've never really been sick in the summer, until now. And let me tell you... it totally sucks. I think I feel worse just because it's hot and humid and yucky... Despite the fact that I feel like crap I did go on Thurs. to my first Weight Watchers meeting. I went with my BFF and it wasn't at all like I imagined it would be. I was very welcoming and comforting and I actually knew about 5 people there from previous jobs or school. I'm excited about doing this and seeing results. Day one went well and I stuck to my food and points guidelines all day, I even had points left so I went and had a couple of beers with my friends, but then after having the few beers, I then got the overwhelming urge to eat a cheeseburger. So I did and used some of my flex points. I'll get back on track today. I really hope that this proves to be good for me. They told me my lowest weight I should get to because of my height is 113lb. HA! I haven't been 113 since I was like 10 yrs old! At this point I would be thrilled to just get to around 180! So the journey begins and hopefully I will be able to give reports of my shrinking body as time goes on!

Excitement

It is now officially August and my summer seems to be dwindling quickly. I feel like I didn't get anything done or do anything fun. I did go t0 a wonderful wedding, Key Largo, and we are going camping in Delaware in a couple weeks. So I guess I did have some fun. At the end of this month the fun is over and I start back to school. It may be weird, but I am getting really excited about it. Last semester I just loved my classes. They were challenging, fun, interesting, and gave me something more to talk about than just my hubby and the Girl. This fall I am taking 2 night classes, an online class, and hopefully I can get into a morning class while the Girl is in preschool. I'm going to be working on that tomorrow. If I can make that happen then I will still be full time and still get all of my aid/loans. I just hope the Girl doesn't get booted out of this daycare like she did that last one. I think this summer she has really grown and changed. Her vocabulary and sense of right and wrong have increased dramatically. I don't know how, but they have. She is very quick these days to tell us when she's done something wrong and immediately apologize. Of course, this is mainly because if we find out about it after the fact then usually the punishment is much worse for her. Her language skills have grown too. I think the kids next door that she has been playing with are not such a good influence. She says "Oh shit, man", holy crap, what the hell, and she is obsessed with kissing on the mouth. So needless to say she hasn't been over there much and as far as tv watching goes she has been limited to noggin and disney and that's about it. She used to watch shows at night with us, but even the kissing on those shows inspires her to try and open mouth kiss me and her daddy. YUCK!! I am sure once she gets into this new preschool class which is at a church, she will kick those bad habits. Hopefully.... I guess that's all the news for now. I can't wait for classes to start and to get out of my house without my child and hubby!

Sidetracked...

So I've been kinda obsessed lately with Facebook. At first I thought it was kind of weird, but now that I have been playing around with it for like a week or so, it's really pretty cool. You can upload a shitload of pics super fast and it doesn't matter what size they are, I've found a bunch of old girlfriends from HS, plus it lets you put concerts up that you want to go to and you can see people that are going and chat with them about the groups/shows. It's really a neat little thing. That's what's been keeping me busy lately. Even my Myspace has been neglected. Oh the HORROR!!!! So to my two readers out there, I'm sorry for neglecting my blogging duties. I will try to get back on track... LOL!!!

The Fair

Why is it when a small town has a fair or festival of some kind, every crazy, white trash, creepy person tends to come out of the woodwork? I mean really... We live in a small, country town. For the most part the people here are nice, hardworking, easy going folks. Most of them you wouldn't mind having a beer with or what not. But every year our County Fair comes and turns our little town into this bustling hive of white trash people. I was forced to take my daughter to said fair because we basically drive by it on the way out of town. She saw the ferris wheel and that was it. So we took her yesterday and I can't even tell you the amount of tattoos and mullets we saw in the 2 hrs we were there. I mean not to stereotype someone, but all of these people looked like felons or child molesters. And all the people that worked the rides were Mexican! Now I don't really have anything against Mexicans. But I can remember going to this same fair when I was a kid and everything was run by kids looking for a fun summer job or local people selling their crafts or food or whatever. Maybe it just seemed that way because I was a kid. But anyway, not one person running the rides could speak a full sentence in English. It was kind of frustrating. It just made me realize how much things have changed. The Girl was curious, excited, elated, and completely thrilled by the whole thing. Her eyes were just about popping out of her head trying to get it all in. So I guess the trip wasn't a waste of time, just a disappointment for us adults. The Girl even got to go to the 4-H tent and pet a cow and hold a goat. This was very big for her. I think we will be getting a goat if she has her way. Just kidding. I will not have a goat. A farmer I do not want to be. Besides the Mexicans, the overpriced rides, the lack of decent food, the scary locals, it wasn't a bad afternoon to be had, but next year maybe we'll go camping instead.

Ancient History

Recently I have been reading one of my friend's blogs thru myspace. She is an old friend that I used to hang with in like middle school. She was/is such a cool chick. Basically, for I guess therapeutic reasons, she has started recounting a terrible event in her life. At first I was kind of shocked and wondered why she would want to put such a terrible experience out there so publicly. But after reading her many blogs about it I find it not only helps her, but it helps others who may have been in the same situation. I am one of those people. Over 10 yrs ago I was raped. Just writing that makes me feel like it's not really real, that I sound like a drama queen or something. But it is true. I've never really told anyone about it. I have a very close friend that went to the hospital with me and my husband knows and that's about it. I think at the time it happened I clammed up. My brothers had heard about it and they thought I was slut. They thought it was my fault. I didn't ever tell my parents. I just tried to forget about it. The worst part of all of it was that the guy I was dating at the time was one of the rapers. It was him and 3 of his friends. My guy had taken me to a huge family and friend pigroast. There was drinking and drugs. I was drinking and I did get high. There were probably about 75-100 people at this shindig. As the night wore on I told my guy that I was going to bed. Everyone was camping outside and there were tents everywhere, not to mention the owners house. I have no idea what time it was, but suddenly my guy comes in and he is completely wasted. Stumbling, slurring speech, completely, well, shitfaced. Next thing I know his 3 friends come in and one's holding my hands, one's got his hand over my mouth, and the other 2 start doing whatever they want to my body. I just cried and cried. I couldn't move, I felt sick, I was praying that it would be sunrise soon. It seemed like an eternity that these guys were in the tent. To this day I don't understand how noone heard anything. I mean even though my mouth was covered I was definitely sobbing and I know the guys were talking and laughing and whatnot. I just didn't get it. Sunrise finally came and as soon as it did I told my guy that I wanted to get home. He drove me home and I immediately went to the hospital with my friend. They did the whole rape kit procedure on me, how degrading and embarrassing. I don't know why I was embarrassed. There was an officer that wanted to take a police report. I didn't give one. I was so scared by these guys that did this to me. I felt like if I pressed charges against them they would hurt me or my family. They all lived within 3-5 miles of my house. They knew my brothers and partied with them. I was worried that my mom would find out and think less of me. Of course, at that time my mom had kind of checked out mentally anyway. I didn't tell my dad. I told my husband, who at that time was just one of my best friends. I can't really explain how I felt. Horrified, sad, used, pathetic, broken... My guy that I was dating came over a couple days later. Can you believe the nerve? He sat in his car in my driveway and I went out. He tells me how sorry he is for what happened and that he didn't mean for it to happen. I remember asking him why he didn't stop them. Why he even let them in? If he and I were a "thing" why would he share me like that? He gave me some lame excuse about being drunk. Then he says "I hope your not going to press charges because that would be really bad". He then threatened my family and me if I did. He and his friends managed to tell all of the people, well party friends, that I was a slut and that I do trains or whatever. This is how my brothers found out and hence why they thought I was a slut. My reputation was ruined, I felt completely abandoned and alone, and my own brothers thought I was a slut that did this willingly. Eventually, I moved away and lived on my own. I have never seen those guys since. I've heard that one is in jail for sexual conduct with a child, one moved to Connecticut, and the other 2 I have no clue about. My one regret is that I was so scared by them that I didn't press charges. Maybe they all would have been in jail if I had.

just an update

So my Bitter Little Man has tried to get back to work. This really worries me. Ya know when you break your leg or arm or something it usually takes 4-6 wks to heal, maybe even 8 wks, but my husband fractures his back and thinks in 3 almost 4 wks he's ready to go. He worked one day last week and came home early because his back hurt. I told him not to try and rush healing just because he's worried about pleasing his dad or because he's worried about our money situation. The money part is the part I worry about and so far we haven't lost our house or anything. As far as his dad goes, I just don't know why he doesn't tell his dad that his back hurts and it's hard for him to bend still and that he just needs a little more time. Men.... I'm sure he's bored out of his mind being home all this time. I know he wants to get his strength back as quickly as possible. He wants to be ready if the U.S. Marshals call him. I just feel like he's doing more harm than good. But I'm not his Mom so I kind of try to keep my mouth shut.

In other news, I actually got out this weekend with my girlfriends. Thank GOD! It's been nearly a month since seeing them and being able to vent and whatnot. We had a great time and ended up at this quiet little bar just chatting. I truly wouldn't know what to do without my friends. Because of my lack of a real family unit, they ARE my family, my sisters. I confide more in them than my husband or my real life sis. This night out was just the break I needed from the Girl and my Bitter Man. I was a little tired the next day but completely refreshed and ready to be a good wife and mom again. I don't really understand women that are stay at home moms and don't really get out or connect with other women. I just don't know how they do it! I would be out of my mind! I know a SAHM that literally stays home with her 4 children and home schools them and goes to church on Sunday and that's about it. The thought just makes me want to scream.

I have resolved to try harder with my Mom. I'm going to try and get her every other weekend for lunch with us or a trip to the park or something. I have had such a hard time dealing with her being ill/handicapped. It's been many years and I just can't seem to accept it. I still believe that it's possible for her to get better, even though I know she can't. So these remaining years of her life I am going to try. Try to be the daughter I should have been 15 yrs ago. I don't want her to not know her granddaughter or to forget my husband, I want to make her happy and try and bring some light into her life again. So I will begin this coming weekend by getting her and bringing her to my house. I will make her a nice lunch and just let her hang out and watch The Girl and cuddle my kitties (she LOVES animals). Hopefully this will make both of us feel a little bit better.

Cats

Ok so I got these 2 adorable little kittens back in June thinking it would be great for my daughter to have animals around her. I kind of thought that maybe they would entertain her and she would learn to be gentle and loving and learn some responsibility by helping to feed them and give them water. To date we have had no such luck. The only thing we have is 2 cats that terrorize each other and us at all hours of the night. The Girl, of course, loves them dearly and thinks that they are just the coolest thing ever. But she has no desire to help with them or even be nice to them for that matter. She basically chases them around the house and pulls their tails and smooshes their faces into the floor. Let me note that in a former life I was totally a cat lady. Yes, I said it, a cat lady. I loved them and had probably like 13 of them. But now, I just can't stand them! I mean they drive me nuts. Bitterman desperately is waiting for me to give the word to get rid of them. But wouldn't that make me the worst Mom in the world to get rid of them when we really just got them? Maybe we need a nice dog or maybe a fish instead....

just a quick note..

Just wanted to put it out there that I love the Harry Potter movies. I know, I'm 31, what the hell do I see in them. Well I haven't read the books, I just like movies. They're kinda like Star Wars is to my husband. They just are very entertaining. Or maybe it's that I have the mind of a kid. We recently saw the latest one and I just couldn't believe how into I was (not to mention the rest of the theatre). Does this make me a complete freak of some kind?? Hmmmmm

On other not so interesting news, I went to this totally swanky wedding this weekend up in Saratoga Springs. For those of you that don't know, there is crazy money out there. Between the racetracks and SPAC it's all kind of classy, cultural, yet college town and comfortable. It was a really great weekend, but I kind of had a hard time trying to be classy. I wanted to just party it up and be my regular ole country girl self. My in-laws would have LOVED that! I think my husbands side of the family is the most uptight, straight edge, conservative bunch of people I've ever met. The only ones I can get along with are his lesbian cousin and her girlfriend. They are the coolest people. I did meet some of his cousins, mom's side of the family and they were pretty laid back, but still not really the partiers I wanted and needed this weekend. It's not very often at all I get out without my Girl tagging along, much less with my husband.

When we got back from this little getaway, I came home to find a brown lunch bag on my front step. This happens pretty frequently, I have crazy aunts that just leave me little things that they think will mean something to me. Usually it's dollar store crap that breaks the minute I try to actually use it. But this time it actually was something good. My cousins out in Colorado are totally into Mormonism and doing geneology on the family. They video, tape, record just about everything and have looked up the family back to the early 1600s. Anywho, they sent all of the cousins a video they took back in 1990 of my Grandpa's 81st b-day. This video was taken at my house. The home I grew up in and base all my happiest times as a child on. I couldn't help but watch this dvd right away. The beginning it's just my grandpa and whatnot, then it turns into my whole family saying hi to the camera and it pans around my house and then outside at my front yard and our driveway. I saw my life in a totally different way then I saw it back then and it brought me to tears. I just sobbed as I looked at it and realized how really utterly poor we were. I saw all the broken windows, the warped and peeling doors, the old siding on the house that was cracked, the clothesline that had all of our tattered clothes on it. I just couldn't believe that I didn't know it back then how bad off we were. This was just before my mom lost our house and about 3 yrs before she lost her mind. It made me so sad to see her in the video. She just looked , well I can't even really explain it. My husband was great, he just let me watch and cry and then he says "you were happy right?" and the truth is I was unbelievably happy back then. We didn't "have" much, but the love I felt back then was more than anything I could have ever gotten anywhere else.

I have guilt

I have boatloads of guilt. I'm not kidding. Here it is 4:10am and I am up thinking about my mom. Bring on the guilt. I couldn't sleep because of whatever reason and after being here for an hour it has come back to my mom. Here's the brief history of my Mom. She was/is a great mom. She is Mormon and she was absolutely the strongest, kindest, most considerate, loving person I have ever met. Any of you watch Big Love? She's kind of a nice mix of Margene and Barb. Well around '94 or so she kind of started going off the deep end. I'm talking bipolar/manic depression deep end. Of course, at the time I was only about 18 yrs old and honestly was oblivious to anyone and anything that wasn't about me. Terrible huh? Well long story short, I treated my Mom like shit. I didn't understand that she needed help or that she was even sick in any way. I was this stupid, self absorbed teenager that just wanted to party and be with my boyfriend, etc. I had given up the Mormon way of life a couple yrs prior to this. Just lost my faith I guess. Anyway, she continually got worse. To the point where we lost our house, moved from apt to apt depending on what crazy thing she did to get us kicked out or what terrible thing my younger brothers did to get us kicked out (think killing the building owner's cat kind of stuff). We were on food stamps, medicaid, welfare, the whole nine. I just was so embarrassed and mad that she couldn't get it together. So I left. Left her and my sis and my brothers to try and figure this out on their own. My sis ended up moving out too so she could try and finish high school and get herself into college. It was probably the best choice she ever made. That left my Mom with 2 boys that desperately needed a father (my dad is a whole other story). By this point my brothers had started smoking weed, drinking and what not and they were completely uncontrollable. They were probably around ages 15 and 13. One day I get a call that Mom is in the hospital. She was admitted to the psych ward of our local hospital. So here I am trying to figure out what the hell I'm gonna do. So I leave again. My poor brothers were left with my part time father to try and make ends meet. See where the guilt comes from. I never stood up and took responsibility for family. Now 13 yrs later, my Mom is living in a group home, she has dementia (which I just found out), she has no money, the people that take care of her do just the minimum that they have to do by law, she can't talk, she barely can walk, she's had about 5 strokes and will never be the Mom I knew and loved. She is a shell. Her eyes have no light in them anymore. I haven't seen my Mom since Christmas. Why? Because it kills me to look at her once beautiful face and see nothing. She's just a blank stare most of the time. Sometimes she's there and smiles and laughs like she used to. I think that's even worse. I am a terrible daughter. I feel like I totally let her down when she really needed me. And now there is no way I can ever make it up to her. She will pass away some day and I will be relieved that she doesn't have to live this way anymore and that maybe my guilt will go with her passing.....

just blah

Ok so things are better here on the home front. Bitterman and I are back to normal and he has gotten over his little temper tantrum from the other day. Today we went to car show with his parents. Sometimes I think my Mom in law is completely oblivious to just about everything in the world. Like it's been 2 weeks since the accident and she asks him if he is ready to go back to work. Ummmm, he still can barely bend over to tie his shoes, I don't think he's going to be doing steel construction any time soon. Then she starts talking about little trips we could take to waste some time. Like driving 3 hrs to Nana's house so we can swim in her heated pool. Again, I don't think sitting in a car for 3 hrs would be a fun time for Bitterman. Not to mention we haven't had a paycheck in 2 weeks and the amount that unemployment gives is about half of what he usually brings home in a week, and we have a wedding to go next weekend that is 3 hrs away and the tux and the hotel room are almost $500 and we still haven't got a gift yet. I mean does she not GET this???? It just floors me. She also asked him when he thought he would get back on the 4 wheeler??!!! I think if she had actually seen the accident like I did, she would have a whole different outlook. Like I really would be ok never getting on one again now that I've seen first hand how dangerous and scary they can be, but I know inevitably I will get on one again. She just drives me bananas lately. But I love her and she is a good Mom. Just a little off....

Arghhhh!!!!

What the hell is wrong with men? Can anyone out there answer that? After 10 yrs of dating/marriage my usually wonderful husband decided that it was OK to put his finger in my face and tell me that he's sick of my fucking mouth. EXCUSE ME!!!!??? Ladies, I just about lost my shit. I don't know what in the world made him think that was an OK move to make! So, of course, I flipped and thought to myself, he hadn't heard anything from my mouth yet. I yelled at him a little bit and then shut up. I didn't talk to him all night. I didn't talk to him this morning. He finally apologized just now for being "mean" as he sees it. I said to him that no matter whether I was yelling at him or not ( which I wasn't to begin with, I was yelling at our daughter who was being very naughty) that I did not deserve to be treated that way. I also told him that if it ever happens again I am walking out with the Girl and he won't know where the hell I went or for how long. I mean when your in a relationship you just don't do that. Now I know he's been cooped up in the house for the last 2 weeks with me and The Girl because of the accident, I know he's bummed about not being able to work, I know that just sitting around drives him crazy, but I have tried very hard for the last 2 weeks to make him comfortable, get him out of the house, keep the Girl happy so she didn't cry or get upset to grate on his nerves, on top of doing all the laundry, mowing the lawn, doing all the dishes, making dinner, doing all the shopping, getting the Girl up and ready and putting her to bed at night. All without his help. Honestly, I am glad to do these things because I know he's in pain, but come on! Usually he is very helpful around the house and cooks dinner and does dishes. Maybe he's just mad because he can't help me? Ha! Well anywho, all I know is that this better not ever happen again or I will be forced to bring out the Bitch in me!

WTF???

Can I just ask what the hell is the big deal about Rosie's kid??? Yeah I saw the pics and the video and whatever. I just don't get why it is such a big deal. Has no parent out there ever let their child play dress up??? My daughter changes her "outfits" and costumes more times in a day than I can count. Was it staged? Has that been proven yet? I really want to know. I mean if it was staged by Rosie to make some sort of statement, then that does put a different spin on things, but if it really was just innocent dressing up, WTF? Ya know my husband was/is Marine. I am so proud of him for serving our country. There are so many men and women home and overseas that are laying down their lives, it just seems like that should be more important. Maybe I am way off base here. I don't know. I just get so SICK of celebrities making headlines over stupid shit! I love the famous and beautiful people out there that DO great things with their money and power as it be. Like Angelina, Sandra Bullock, Rosie, Julia Roberts, and numerous others that do it without ever taking credit. All the stupid crotch slips, nipple slips, drunk night outs, and whatever else is just crap. I know it's a business, but come on.... Oh shit, well I guess I kinda got on a soapbox there for a moment. Sorry about that. I don't know why that wild hare just ran up my butt, but I think it's gone now.

It's official

It's official I have one whole person that read my blog! It happens to be Greentshirt. Just love her! So I guess now that she's checking in on me I better start trying to make this kind of interesting. I could wow ya'll out there with the super duper story of my 3 yr old puking all night last night. Well maybe that's not a good way to start. I guess I'll start by officially giving a little history of myself.

I'm 31 yrs old (big gulp). I know that's not old but God it sure feels like it these last couple of days. I am a wife and mother. My husband is affectionately known as Bitter Little Man and my daughter is simply The Girl. They both keep me running and sometimes cursing and sometimes crying. I guess that's normal. I am a full time college student. This is my second or third attempt at getting a real education. I think I have finally found my niche though. I have started taking nursing classes at the community college here in town and so far I really like it. And considering that I am constantly nursing The Girl and Bitterman I should be an old pro. My husband is the most accident prone individual on the planet. No joke! I can't tell you the amount of times he's come home from work (he does steel construction) and half a pant leg is gone from his jeans because he caught himself on fire while welding or something. Or the amount of times he's come home and said "Hon, can you rinse my eyes out for me? I have metal shavings in them again." Or my favorite is his mangled hands that are constantly bleeding, red, swollen, bruised. He likes grossing me out I think. Like with flaps of skin dangling from his finger or whatever. Yuck! Sorry about the graphics, but that literally is what I deal with on a daily basis. I have a little break from it now because a week ago he and my daughter wrecked the 4 wheeler they were on and he now has a fractured back. See what I mean??? They both are healing quickly though so it won't be long before I am grossed out again. What else can I tell you about me??? I am the oldest of 4 kids. We grew up Mormon (big shreik). I sometimes wonder how my parents ever did that religion for as long as they did. My father still goes every Sunday, but the rest of us have fallen away from the flock so to speak. I kind of believe in something, not sure what, but I think that if I am a good person and try to be good to the people in my life then I'll be ok and arrive at the "pearly gates" or wherever. I love going out and getting silly drunk with my girlfriends on Friday night. It's the one thing that keeps me sane. I'm addicted to Jack n Coke. I'm your whiskey girl. Or a good Cosmo or Mojito, or a beer. Well obviously I'm not that picky. I am not a raging alcoholic even though it kind of sounds that way. I desperately want to travel and explore this world we live in. With a 3 yr old this becomes a little difficult, but I'm trying.

About my bros and sis. Well I have 2 bros. we'll call them Jay and Silent Bob. Jay's the youngest of the bunch and he is cocky, self absorbed, mean sometimes, but hard working and seems to have become a good father (I'm not sure how). Silent Bob is quiet, very hard working, sensitive to a fault, though you wouldn't know by looking at him, and is trying very hard to be a good, single parent (his babymama is a complete crack whore!). My sis, we'll call her Bea, is a very intellectual, creative, artsy fartsy, organic, California living, drug counseling beautiful person. I love her and look up to her and admire her. She is such a unique person. So that's the short version of my family and me. I'm sure I will be able to fill pages with stories of the stuff my bros do and the accidents my Bitterman gets into. So for now, I'm out!

I really am trying

Ok so I really am going to try and give this blog site a fighting chance. I have it, I might as well use it right? Of course, currently I am the only one checking it out on a remotely regular basis. Hmmm. I need to work on that. I have a couple of friends on Blogspot and I am totally addicted to their mad ramblings for instance GreenT always gives me a good laugh or makes me think deep for a moment. I also love Pink is the New Blog! (thanks to GreenT) and I happen to love International Kung Fu Corporation ( the weekly update of my friends miracle baby). So how do I go about making this blog interesting enough for people to want to check it out? I could try and make it all flashy and what not. Or I could name drop famous people like Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie (who I love btw) so that when they google it it might pop up my blog. I just don't really know how these things work or what I feel like I want to put into it! So for now it's here and I am trying. Maybe I will send out mass emails to my friends and MAKE them check it out!

ok so i'm not good at this

So, I started this blog site way back in March or something and I have just remembered that I have it. I also did not remember my password or sign on or anything so I kinda had to start from scratch. DUH! Anywho, just got a little something to put out there for whatever reason. If you take your car in to get fixed and say the original problem you took it in for was not fixed, wouldn't you say that maybe they shouldn't charge you since you paid for it the first time and it didn't get fixed? Just wonderin.... Cuz this did happen to me and I brought up the point that maybe since they didn't fix it the first time that maybe they shouldn't charge me this time around. Well my wonderful hubby tried to explain to me that mechanics don't work that way. But good customer service would have just not charged us without me having to say anything. Right? Am I completely off here? Well now that $1100 has been spent I hope that my car is actually fixed, because if it's not there will be HELL to pay! K, I'm done for now....

hello

I just wanted to post a quick hello to anyone that might be reading this or interested. I have a huge test tomorrow in Bio and I really need to study. So that's the gist of it today. Oh by the way, can I just say how frickin mad it gets me when stupid people breed. WTF!!!!! There really should be laws in place! Ok I'm done now....

Ok so now I'm on Blogspot

Just so you all know, I am on here to beable to comment on my friends sites. (that's you greent and the twinjas) That's really about it. Occasionally I will probably copy something from my Xanga and throw it on here. Just don't get your hopes up. I have like 4 different emails/blogs now just so I can communicate with friends and family. It's just sad.......well maybe not sad, but maybe a little pathetic.