She Will Never Be The Same

The funeral was awful, by far the worst funeral I have ever, ever been to. His widow, my friend's mom, before guest arrived, pulled a chair to the casket and tried to stand on top of it and get in. She tried to hit people as they were pulling her down. She screamed she just wanted to lay next to him one more time, she wanted to make sure he knew she loved him. He was only 49.

I am so very, very sad for her. She will never be the same, her soul has truly died. She told her daughter, if it weren't for her grandkids, she would no longer be on this earth.

May God please be with this family over the next few days, weeks, and months. I can't imagine what my friend's family is going through.

It's A Simple Black Shirt

I bought a shirt last year at Target to wear at my birthday party with a matching necklace and earrings, my total was $23.23, on my 23rd birthday. This shirt, 11 months later, has been through some interesting events.

I wore it here. Then, I wore it here. I know i've worn it* out with the girls at least once or twice. And here. And most recently, here. Interesting, huh?

And tomorrow, I will put that same black shirt on for yet another funeral. My co-worker's father died this past weekend and the funeral is tomorrow after work. Send some prayers our way tomorrow, this family has been through a lot.


*This is not the shirt, but those are the girls!

Let's Help Erin

After surfing the blogs of some adoptee moms I see they are sending out a call for help.

Erin is a fellow infertile, trying to adopt a precious baby girl from Guatemala, who happens to live in the same city as I do. Well, she would if she could get her baby out of all of the political bullshit down there.

So I am offering up something for grabs, for every $20 donation you will be entered in to win one of my custom beaded safety pin watches, click here for a picture.

Please go to Holly's website for more details about the plea for help. Your can visit Erin's site here.

Send Paypal payments to erinstoy77 AT yahoo DOT net

Thank you for your help!

Winner will be picked this weekend, watch will be mailed within 2 weeks!

Yeah, I'm Sooo Mean

The kids I am watching are teenagers, and although they are good kids, they are still teenagers. They were left with a list of rules and chores to keep them entertained. Since I am only a little over five years older than the oldest child, I tend to be a little lax in the rule department. I am getting a nice fat check for watching them though, so I have to draw a line some where.

My biggest thing is bed time on week nights. I have to be up for work at 4:45 a.m. during the week, so although their rules state 10 p.m. I really wish they would at least just be getting ready for bed and settled by 10:30, not 11 or later. I hate having to stand over them to make sure they get off the computer or video system, get their lunch and clothes ready, etc.

It's almost 11 p.m. and I am patiently waiting on the younger one to finish packing his lunch and get his ass upstairs. I am tired and have to be up in less than six hours, that's not too unreasonable. But yeah, I am soooo mean for making them get off the xb0x at 10:45 p.m.

It's 11:01 and he just closed his door for the evening, thank you!

Now, it's my turn. Good Night.

And This Is Why I Heart Him

I have been house/kid sitting since Thursday. I have been trying for two and a half days to get my damn computer to connect to the wifi. My dear sweet lovely NYEBoy just spent over an hour remotely fixing the problem. I am sure he was mad and didn't want to do it, but damn it I am so, so thankful!! I am comfy on the couch watching television and blogging now, thank you honey!

Staying At Home

I haven't stayed at home in years, and I totally miss it! I look forward to the day I can stay at home again, even if it's going to be awhile.

I worked a half day Monday and Tuesday and took off today. I am exhausted and feel like shit. I have A with me because she is sick too, and thugboy is worthless and won't give her any meds. She's with me until tomorrow when I have to go back to work.

Starting tomorrow I have to house sit for 10 days. I hope I start feeling better soon.

Calling In Sick

At 2:30 am I pondered calling my boss to telling her I was in the fetal position in my bed with sweats, a fleece jacket, and socks, shaking because I was so cold. My body ached, my head pounded, and my nose ran. At 3:30 am I pondered again. At 6:05 am, I finally decided I had suffered enough and called her leaving this message, "M, it's L, call me when you get this". I pondered for another 15 minutes and decided to get dressed and go to work because I knew she wouldn't get the message in time of my first patients arriving and having someone else fill in.

She called me back at 7:35, twenty-five minutes after I was to start work, and a whole hour and twenty minutes after I called her, while i was at work sitting at my desk feel like a piece of dog shit in a public park. i told her I was at work because I knew she wouldn't get my message in time to call someone else, sick as hell, and asked if she had someone to cover my desk so that when a provider came in in an hour, i could see them and go back home and crash. She thanked me for coming in and told me she was on her way to work, and as soon as she got there she would find someone, so I could go home.

We were so short staffed that I didn't end up leaving until 12:10, a full five hours and change after I got there. There must have been a higher power today, though, it was the first Monday I didn't want to shoot myself from being so busy, but rather because I was so sick. The funny part of my day, was having boss #1 ask me why I was still there, when I was begging the other boss to hurry and find someone to fill in for me so I could go because I was going to pass out at any moment from exhaustion.

After getting two shots in the ass and some other medications, I've decided I am calling my boss first thing in the morning, and turning my phone off. I won't feel guilty for being sick, it's their fault if they don't have anyone to fill in for me, not mine!

So Sore

I am so fucking sore. I have worked out twice a day, every day, since Monday. GO ME!

NYEBoy is on his way here. We really didn't get to talk too much this week, so I've missed him.

Can I say how sweet it is that I am offically debt free? Now, I just need to start saving.

Three Days

So, today marks day three of my new exercise routine. I am working out during my 30 min lunch and after work for 30 minutes to an hour depending on where I have to be afterwards. It's crazy. I'm walking around feeling like I have saran wrap around my stomach from all the sit ups. I hope it works! I haven't managed to figure out the eating situation yet. I am debating on getting the weight watchers book when my tax refund comes in. I have the money, I just don't know if I can commit to a new eating habit. I keep fucking up, every day. Cheesecake, m&ms, g!rl sc0ut c00kie ice cream, beef jerky, sweet tea, I should stop now. Maybe it's just because it's V@lentine's week that they keep catering all these fucking sweets. I have gone back to diet sodas, no water though, yuck! It's a step, right? One thing at a time kinda deals.

Speaking of Valentine's day, it's also my sisters' birthday. I went to dinner tonight with my dad, sister, and A. It was fun, until he gave me my gift, sugar free candy* and a $10 bill. Why does he do that shit every fucking year? One year I swear I am going to get him a non-alcoholic beer or something along those lines.

I got my sister a jewelry box, flowers, and a cake for her birthday. I also got my mom flowers I will take by her work some time tomorrow morning. Aren't I sweet?

I miss my valentine!

[:] Ding, Ding! Door prize of my sugar free candy to the first person to guess where I am typing this post at. [:]

Okay, I'll chunk the candy, but you can still guess!!!

Working It Out

So, I worked out today, twice to be exact. Hmmm. It wasn't too bad. I am a little sore, though. I'm not going to set long-term goals because I never stick with them. However, I do plan tomorrow to exercise either on the bike or treadmill during lunch for at least 20 minutes and after work for at least 30 minutes. It would be nice to be skinnier by my birthday in six weeks.

A girl can dream, right?

A Whole Lot of Nothing

So, I guess I have been a little bit busy. Thursday, I had A again. Friday, NYEBoy came in town again. It's Sunday evening and he's still here. He will go back home tomorrow morning, as I am on my way to work. Sigh. I enjoyed our weekend together, as usual.

I wanted to send my love to the recent losses across our community these past few weeks. My heart aches, my eyes swell, and my arms extend. I am so sorry.

I have a busy week ahead of me, so I am going to keep it short.

Oh yeah, this is my first post from my M@cbook @IR. Sweet!

I'm Okay

We had atleast three tornados yesterday less than 5 miles away all around us. I was stuck at work in the stairway for almost two hours. One tornado ripped through the mall down the street. I think the death toll in TN is 24 at last count, bringing the total to almost 50 across the south. I'm okay and so is my family, thank God!

Is It Ice Cream With Cookies or Cookies With Ice Cream?

First off, the title is dedicated to NYEBoy. I gave him my blog URL a few weeks ago because he's all into that writting crap, so this gives me cool girl points. Ha! Anyways, he's always annoying the crap out of me by confusing me with little quirky sayings like "Is this ice cream with cookies or cookies with ice cream?", "is this a soup with crackers or crackers with soup?" Who cares? :-)

I was at W@lmart Sunday when I saw this...







OMG. 'nuff said! I have ate 1/3 the thin mint by myself! I can't imagine how fast I am going to eat up the other two if I can find them in the stores.

Seriously, who decided to let me find this while I am suppose to be losing weight?

The universe is evil.

No Other Better Way?

Of course the stars aligned, perfectly, so my brother could meet NYEBoy for the first time in a picture perfect manner.

Scratch that, they met face-to-face, at 1:30am, when my brother arrived at my apartment completely shitfaced with a girl, who just happened to be completely shitfaced, too.


Sigh. This was not how I pictured them meeting.

After two hours of taking care of them, I finally convienced my brother and the girl to let us drive them to her apartment so they could sleep it off.

We arrived back home just before 4am.

Love Is In The Air

So, I am sitting here on my couch, with NYEBoy laying beside me, happier than I have been in awhile. We just left my Grandma's house where he was introduced to my Grandma, Mom, Aunt, Grandma's Brother & Sister, and of course, A! We had a good time, nothing too formal and fancy, just a meet-n-greet. I think A was a little confused, NYEBoy and M don't exactly look alike, and she's only seen me with him. I guess the next big step is to meet my Dad and Brother. The rest of the family doesn't really "count" opinion wise, ha ha. Oh yeah, we did run into M, my BFF (the one I work with), at dinner Friday night, which was funny.


I guess, all is going well at casa de InDueTime.

Speaking of air, we went and looked at one of these today. Um, I think he's getting me one of these? Yeah, I'm spoiled and *so* don't deserve it, but I can't exactly say "No", so I guess I will say "HELL YEAH!"

A - 19.5mths

I don't have much time to blog today, NYEBoy is coming back up tonight, so I have to clean! Anyways, here's a new pic of A, at 19.5mths. It's a crappy picture, but it's new! Isn't she so damned adorable? She's looking more and more like me every day. It's freaky!