To say I am feeling a bit stressed would be the understatement of the
century month week day. To be frank, the shit started hitting the fan last Friday afternoon and it hasn’t stopped flying since.
It started with someone telling me my name was connected with something that for the love of all things holy it can not be connected with, even if I wanted it to be. I realize this is very vague info and I wouldn’t mind telling YOU the whole entire story, but on the off chance someone else found my little bitty blog and read the scoop
I one of us would be in BIG trouble. More trouble is the very last thing I need right now.
(In all honesty I was 100% blindsided with this and was absolutely furious when I heard my name was being drug through the mud, for something I had nothing to do with, let alone had even heard about).
I spent most of Friday evening and good part of Saturday on the phone trying to figure out what was going on. Although no one was able to confirm my suspicions I am pretty sure I have figured it out (I wasn’t born yesterday you know) and when I am sure I know what happened it is not going to be a pretty situation. When you play with fire you are going to get burned, and boy am I hot right now.
Sunday I had to spend the day with the same
assholes people who started this whole mess. On top of what I was dealing with on my own, I was approached by two other people with serious issues that I have to play good cop, bad cop with and be the monkey in the middle. The ball in this situation has continued to roll and doesn’t look like it is going to stop any time soon. For the icing on the cake for this one I have a meeting this evening with the two aforementioned people. If we all come out alive it will be a miracle. I am not looking foward to it to say the least. Sometimes trying to the do right thing just bites you right in the ass.
We still have not heard about the good / bad news we were waiting for last week. The longer we wait the less hope I have, but I am refusing to give up until we know for sure. It is pretty much wishful thinking at this point but at least its something.
Monday I woke up with a UTI. Yuck and ouch. Thankfully my doctor just called in a prescription for me.
Yesterday, I was so proud of myself for remembering to take the camera with me to school for a little something something they were having. Not only did I remember to take it to school, I remembered to plug it into the charger the night before. Just so you know, it charges much faster when you plug the charger into the wall as well. I learned the hard way.
Hubs spent the morning at home waiting for contractors etc. to come and fix a few things at the house. He has done nothing but fight with our builder over the way some of our wiring was done before we moved in. It seems he has worn them down and they decided to
shut him up fix it. Wanna guess what they had to do to fix it? If you guessed cut three 2 x 2 feet foot holes in the ceiling of my family room and kitchen, you are correct and win a prize. Awesome! I can hardly wait to get home and see that loveliness. Of course, they who cut the holes can’t fix the holes so now one of us will have to take not one, not two, but three more days off so they can come and fix it. One day to fix the drywall, one day to texture and sand it and one day to paint. In the attempt to shut hubs up fix the wiring issue they somehow have screwed up our satellite dish and have no idea how to fix it. I am currently on hold with the dish tv people to see how soon they can come out.The dish tv people will be out Saturday morning between 8 -12. We will not have any tv until they do. Not the end of the world I know, but it sure is hard to sit down to unwind in front of the tv when won’t even turn on. (Its a good thing Survivor doesn’t start until next week right Vixen?).
Anyone need hot dog buns? I currently have 800, yes you read correctly 800 hot dog buns in my truck with no place to put them until Friday.
Welcome to the glamorous life of Marlee Magoo.
Can I ask you all a personal question? How often do you clean your bathtubs? We have one that we never use, although every time I clean the rest of that bathroom I feel like the bathtub needs to be cleaned. I have tried just rinsing it out but it bothers me later thinking that is really isn’t clean and I go back and just do it anyway.
I am not sure it matters to anyone but me. I suppose I worry that someone might look in the tub if they use that bathroom and think we are slobs. Although anyone who would just stop by would not be someone that I would care if they thought I had a dirty bathtub or not. If I know someone is coming over I do clean the bathtub just in case the feel the need to look in it.
Yup, OCD to say the least.
A day last week Noodle had a test at school. The morning of the test on the way to school she had her notebook out and was looking at it. I asked her what she was doing (I was pretty proud for a moment that my sweet baby was so responsible and cared so much about her grades) and she told me she was studying for her test. I asked her why she didn’t tell me she had a test because I would have helped her study the night before. She told me “Oh I didn’t study last night” . I said “What?”. She instantly began back-peddling trying to fix what she had said.
Funny thing, her BFF M did the same thing and Mama B had the same reaction I did.
Noodle missed 8 out of 50. M missed 28.5 out of 50. Ouch.
I am not upset that Noodle missed 8, I am upset that she did not study. M got her cell phone taken away. I asked Noodle what she thought her punishment should be (Jumping on my soapbox for a minute, I spend way too much money on tuition for her not to try and did you know to get into the high school she wants to go to they start request transcripts from 6th grade, jumping down) her eyes welled up with tears and she said “Take away my Wii”. I know taking the phone away would have bothered her more, but with M not having her phone Noodle really has no one to call or text so in a way (that she hasn’t realized) she really did lose her phone as well.
As a funny side note M told Mama B “If we lived farther away from school like Noodle does I would have had more time to study”. (We are about 25 minutes away and they are about 10 minutes away). Funny girl.
Today would have been my grandpa’s birthday. No one enjoyed a birthday more than him. It wasn’t because it was your special day. It was because there was cake. I can not tell you how many times my grandma would bake a birthday cake for someone and a piece would be missing before the birthday kid even saw it. I don’t think it was really a cake at grandma’s house if it was all there. I think we all (I have 35 first cousins! Hey we are Catholic and from the Midwest, its how it is) have at least one picture holding a cake that isn’t quite all there.
Tonight when I got home I baked a cake in his honor. After I took it out of the oven I ran Noodle over to a friends house, when I got back there was a piece missing. (Before I frosted it). I know it was Hubs, and I made to eat but I sure couldn’t help but think of Grandpa and laugh.
Happy Birthday Vinnie S.
I hope you got cake today. Lots and lots of cake.
My mother is going to work with me today at my shop.
I think I can, I think I can.
Oh hell who am I kidding… its gonna suck.
If I don’t come back its because I put myself out of my misery.
When I was at work the other day,
not doing a damn thing making money for everyone else but me earning my keep, I was downloading new ringtones for my cell phone.
I came across “Why’d You Come in Here Looking Like That” by Dolly Parton. I had to have it for my cousin M. The summer we were 12
and oh so naughty she sang the song nonstop. Now looking back it is pretty funny, then we used to hide from her so we didn’t have to hear it one more time.
This morning on the way to school I told Noodle that I finally remembered to tell M when she called that I had downloaded the ringtone just for her. (M and I laughed and laughed when I told her).
Noodle wanted to know why the song was special. I grinned and told her it all started the summer I was 12. Then she said “I am going to be 12 this summer”. That is when I drove off the road thinking that OMG! She is old enough to do the things I should not have been doing when I was 12. Now I am off to Google Bars for Windows and Chasity Belts. I think they would both make excellent birthday presents for any 12 year old girl, especially mine.
Tonight when Hubs gets home he will either be bringing GREAT! news or some really poopy news. My fingers are crossed for the first.
Back later to let you know….
Tuesday morning: I still don’t know much more than I did yesterday. I am going with the no news is good news theory, although with no news I am not sure how long I should let myself believe it will be good news. I will share details once I know one way or another.