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2011-05-28T11:30:00.000-04:00

The Huron River is receding from the park and leaving the carp to die in the puddles. One guy was trying to hand catch them, a lady had a net and then there was one guy fishing for lunch!

The House II

2010-10-23T10:54:00.000-04:00

I thought it was funny to look back to October 26, 2009 and see this post: http://kimberkara.blogspot.com/2009/10/house.html . So much has happened since then. We moved in to the house a week ago today. It has changed in some ways but still needs a lot more work. We are indeed sleeping in the living room and the towels have no place of their own, but we did a lot of work on the living room, and fixed it well enough to move in. It smells pretty awful to me. The basement is wet and nasty and need attention next, after I finish painting the built-in shelves made to fill the "wall window" in the "living room". Here are a couple more recent pics.

I didn't take a pic of the living room before we moved in. It looks pretty good now.

The Dining room

This is what happens when nothing is baby proofed. Thank goodness the powder was almost empty.

I'll take more pics soon.

Home Improvements

2010-09-11T13:47:00.000-04:00

Sadie's new bedroom walls

After 3 coats of Kilz, 2 coats of each of the 3 colors and 2 on the ceiling... oh and an evening of painting stars, adhering gemstones and then glitering paint dots we are DONE with Sadie's room. Now I just need to find some carpet that is so awesome that someone will just give it to me for free, and wait for the new windows to come in and oh again, sew the curtains and install the blinds. That's all.

We will move in to the new house once we complete the living room walls. There is a lot of sanding involved. We are stripping the wood panneling down to new wood and then staining it all white. It's going to look fricking fabulous!

Angie getting her sanding on.

See that little white patch next to the window? Thats what we are going for. We had to try it out before we went through all of the trouble. Otherwise I was just going to paint it.

So many things need to be done in this house big, like building and tearing down walls, and small jobs like painting and cleaning that I feel like it will never get done. NOt for lack of energy, but lack of funds. This one bedroom has already cost well over $100 and the carpet will be another $200. I am doing Sadie's room before most other things because she is the most fragile of the the 4 of us moving. I want her to look forward to sleeping in that room.

We are still living without internet and cable. That alone is really pushing me to move. I am getting internet at least asap once we set a date to make the big move. We can watch tv and movies through the net. yay!

I am still happy to not be working. I do not miss the job at all. The children are a handfull and sometimes I think fondly about life before kids, but I am still happier now than I have been for years. I am working for myself and my family now and that seems just so right.

Changes abound

2010-08-28T16:25:00.000-04:00

I am unemployed.
I am collecting unemployment while I take care of my children.

We are restoring the Ypsilanti house the best we can before we move in. New paint, new windows, lots of repairs.
I have not paid on my Inkster house in 2 months. I will be corresponding with BOA soon.
We are saving money the lame way - no cable or internet. The cable is easier than I thought - I just can't get used to no internet, so I visit my MIL to use her wireless.
How's that for changes? Works for me. :)

No joke

2010-06-04T09:32:00.000-04:00

I'm broke.

So I need to work this out. I need to look at my options.

Option 1. dump my house/ruin my credit. move in to Marks mom's empty house, next door to her house. Only pay utilities. cut back on work - 2 days a week on the days that Mark has off. go insane living next to in-laws in a house that is not mine. Well actually they want to give it to us. Get on the welfare. Raise my own children.

Option 2. umm... run away?

Option 3. I got nothing.

I can't take other people raising my kids. I can't keep sending my sick child to daycare where they cannot give her the care she needs. Is living next to in-laws less painful? No offense to them. They are nice and great and all, but... everyone will tell you it's a bad idea to move in next to your in-laws. Just watch Everybody Loves Raymond.

New Pics

2010-01-19T16:53:00.001-05:00

I come to this blog to get to my other blogs and see blogs from my blogroll and I and sick of seeing the same ole blog from forever ago so here are some pics. I don't have many to shoose from because I lost my camera charger on Christmas.

Daddy and Violet. She is 6.5 months old now. Her favorite phrase is "blah blah blah blah...".

I love this pic. I took lots of her giving me smiles, but her whole body gets in the action when she smiles, so the rest are blurry.

Sadie has been a great big sister and has not shown any resentment towards her baby soster, but you can be sure if you are giving Violet attention, Sadie will soon be in the middle of it.

I am having a hard time uploading pics. This will have to be enough.

Christmas Giving and Turkey

2009-11-19T10:28:00.002-05:00

Before I whine about my life that really isn't bad enough to whine about, I will begin by giving you an opportunity to do something nice for some kids for the holidays:

My friend Lisette from high school has a child who is doing a project regarding the gingerbread boy. The gingerbread boy runs away (maybe the kids were abusing him or something) and he sends postcards from around the country/world. You find a local post card and write a note from him telling the kids what he was doing and where he was at the time of the sighting. Send the postcard to:

Deena Bevil

Rylander Elementary School

24831 Westheimer Parkway

Katy, TX 77494

Maybe I won't whine today. Maybe I'll try to be more concious of what I have that is good in life. I want to try to make Thanksgiving about more than the big meal, ya know? Sadie asked me what Thanksgiving was the other day, and my first answer was "we eat a lot". Well hell, we eat a lot most days, don't we? So here are a few things I am greatful for today:

my basic needs are met - a roof over my head that does not leak, a job to help pay the bills, food so that I don't go hungry, and a man to keep my bed warm at night.

My children. I could write a book about that, but in short I am grateful that I was ABLE to have children and that they are beautiful and intelligent.

The caring that I feel from my friends and family, which must be close to unconditional, since I'm an ass most of the time. My mother takes care of us like it's her job. I sure as hell wouldn't do that for my kids!

And to round off today's love fest I am also glad to have Hot Tamales in my life. Those little cinnamon candies that make me sick after I eat 50 of them in a sitting. I am truly blessed.

Another house

2009-11-07T18:36:00.000-05:00

So, the bosses didn't even look at the other house before there were multiple bids. I now know there is no point in looking at new houses on the market. This one has been listed since April. It's been vacant for god knows how long. I see possibilities.

over 1400 square feet which is more than I have now but more importantly - 300 ft long lot. You can't really see how big it is in the video. I think we're gonna put a low bid on the house on Monday. Like 38K. Crazy, isn't it? We can sink another 10K in renovations in it and have a great house in a good neighborhood to raise our children. As we pulled up, a deer was leisurely walking down the road a few houses down. yay!

She's lucky she's only 2

2009-11-06T16:43:00.000-05:00

Crackin myself up tonight

2009-11-05T20:56:00.003-05:00

(the experiment is over. Family reads this and I can't very well have this titled something so amusingly wrong)

Someone from Haute-Normandie France found my blog by clicking on this picture:

http://images.google...um=1&tbnid=jxSSBG8LU
click the link you see on the top left.

I love the site meter, even though I only check it a couple times a year. Scooter was on a Russian blog because "naked" was in his blog title. So here's my little experiment. I used to get an average of 6 hits per day. I don't feel too bad, as I rarely blog. Let's see if my traffic increases with my new blog title.

This'll make your dick soft!!! Mwwwa hahahahaha!!!

Dreaming big

2009-11-02T09:51:00.001-05:00

We are house hunting and it is kind of exciting and also kind of stressful, and a little disappointing sometimes. Saturday I looked at one house in a decent neighborhood. They were asking what I pay now, but it's been on the market for a while so I figured if it was a little dumpy I could offer 1/2 and see. It was too much of a dump to even offer 1/2! I wish I had brought my camera - well I did but I left the stinkin card in my computer. Anyway, it smelled awful and had birds.
My agent took me to another that just came on the market in a great neighborhood for 9k less than I pay on now. Here are a few pics:

I don't think I'm going to find something better than that one. What a difference from the first one I saw. So, I was disappointed after walking the bird infested house, then I was excited to see the 2/3 acre w 1630sf house, and finally disappointed when I had to tell my realtor that this was aiming too high. I want to take advantage of the market and get a 30k house, not a house that will run me what I'm already paying. Then I got to thinking - I could do it. I would be able to raise my children there. I could let them loose in the back yard and only worry about them hurting themselves! Now I'm stressed because I am actually considering buying this house. I am getting assistance from the owners of the co I work for, so they have to move on it before someone else, but they said they'd look at it today. I figure I have maybe a 10% chance of getting in to this house. My boss will likely throw in a low offer and lose it, if he takes the time to bid at all.

I spent most of the night in a half awake state thinking about nothing but this stupid house. It's really annoying because it's not time to think about getting a riding mower, snow blower, taxes, heating cost, carpet, paint, raking all those frickin leaves, closing costs, fitting in w the upper middle class, commuting to work, daycare, where to put a hot tub, who gets which room... I could go on. You will be seeing me write more about my house hunting woes. It's plaguing me and I gotta vomit it out somewhere so I can relax.

It's pretty, isn't it?

Update: back to the drawing board. 2 offers in already and my boss won't jump on it. Back to disappointed. Really disappointed. I don't know how to not get geeked up sometimes. I suppose if it happens enough I'll stop etting excited.

The house

2009-10-26T05:34:00.003-04:00

It's 4am and my belly hurts. I think I'm ovulating. I'm a bit disturbed by the idea that my tubes are cut. Where is the egg going? Is it just sitting there at the end of the tube rotting?

Here is the garage. It's solid and large. It was a nice start to the tour.

This is the entry door on the side of the house. The garage is on the left and the kitchen door is on the right. This room is called "the mud room" and was also nice - roomy for a place to take your shoes off. Here is the other side of the room:

So then to the left we enter the kitchen area:

Not too bad! It's bigger than my kitchen and much wider. Another cool thing is that all you do is turn around and:

Next we have the "master bedroom"

and to the upstairs, but first the bathroom:

This area is kinda neat:

At the top of the stair is a common area, and off of that are 2 small rooms. One room is very small - big enough for a crib and maybe a dresser, the other is very small as well and would fit the same. The cool part is the common are could be a play area. There is also a big closet up there. Here are the rooms:

This house holds a lot of good memories for their family, but it's just not right for us.

The biggest issue is that the kids would be upstairs. Sadie is clumsy right now and would break her neck climbing those stairs within a week. Seriously she whacked her head at least 10 times today, and fell at least a dozen. My mom thinks there's something wrong with her - I think she's two. Anyway, for the next few years I would have to trek the children up and down those stairs every time they wanted a toy. Every time a toddler had to go pee pee. Every midnight feeding. Every nightmare. They would not be able to just go to their room and play. If they were 5 and 7 it would be different.

We are cramped now, and despite the fact that they say it is 1430 sq. ft., it seems smaller than what I have now at 1000 sq ft. I need more room. I need to be able to walk through my living room without tripping over baby gear. I really don't think I would be happy sleeping in the living room and living in the dining room and storing my towels and toiletries in the basement.

Oh, and here is the outside.

Do I have the balls to do it?

2009-10-23T13:20:00.001-04:00

I went to the doctor today to follow up on the antidepressants prescribed to me 6 weeks ago. I'm on Wellbutrin btw, and as far as antidepressants go it's pretty swell, because it doesn't have the unfortunate side effects that most antidepressants have. I have been feeling less depressed since taking them, but not happy, so she bumped my dosage up. That part of my day was good. I want to be embarrassed about the fact that I take antidepressants, but whatever. Fuck you if you judge me. It makes me feel better. The bad part of the day came when I checked out and they told me the visit costs $140. I informed my Dr. that I no longer had insurance and she still billed my visit as a "level 4". I think either she forgot, or she is not sympathetic to poverty. She really didn't seem to get it. I cried at check out.

So, this is what I'm talking about when I ask do I have the balls to do it:

I don't earn enough money to live comfortably. I don't mean like live like I want to live - with money to spare, I mean like wear clothes that fit me and eat healthy food and have the heat or air conditioner on when I'm uncomfortable. Daycare costs $200 a week for 2 kids. I have a mortgage. I don't have insurance. I haven't had a raise in years even though I work my ass off and even if I threaten to leave they won't give me what I need to be comfortable.

This is what I'm thinking: Move in to Mark's mom's house. The one that is next door to their home in Ypsilanti. They own it and can't sell it because of the market, so it's sitting there. We could live there, in what appears to be a bigger house, rent free and only pay bills. And maybe their property taxes/insurance. The neighborhood is better and I would get out from under my house which is worth 1/3 of what I owe.
I would quit my job out here, 1. because it's too far away, and 2. if my bills are reduced I will come out even when I quit paying for daycare. I will be a stay at home mother. also, we will be moving far (20-30 minutes) from our friends. Also, what will my mom do? I don't know if there would be room for her, but more importantly I'm pretty positive she doesn't want to move out there.

Mark has a chance to get a full time job at the school that he attends, for not a lot of money, but maybe enough to support us. He would be the bread winner. What an odd life that would be for me - someone who has always been so independent.

And you know what else? While I am good at my job and it is a source of pride, I don't want to work anymore. I think with the drugs helping my mood I could be a good SAHM. I like a clean house and to organize. I really liketo organize, but am do mentally drained from work I don't do it. I could even see myself working on the house. Small renovations since it looks like an older home that needs work. I am very mechanically inclined. And I'm also good with kids, though I think it's also very hard to take care of children all day every day.

What am I forgetting? Where's the flaw in this plan? Aside from living next to Marks family (no offense). We may not be any more financially comfortable, but I think I would be happier and I know Mark would be happier. He could have a job that he likes, and live in a town he loves.

Is this a bad idea? It must be.

TAG!

2009-10-20T12:31:00.000-04:00

I found this in my drafts here on blogger. I had to add one to the end because it was originally a preggo announcement.

A Fertile Momma tagged me, so here's the rules: It's simple. Just write six random facts about yourself. Then tag six friends. Can I tag her back? Maybe everyone could tag her back and eventually we could make her SORRY!

1. I used to clean for Kraft Foods in Florida when I was a teenager. The best thing about it was they had free samples everywhere for the taking. Or maybe it just looked like that to me.Either way there was taking involved.

2. I broke in to a neighbors house with my best friend, Shirley, when I was 5. They came home while we were looking for things to steal. We bolted after they came in and i guess they saw us, because I was subsequently grounded. I was mad because Shirley was out playing the same day. When we were older I found out she just had the shit beat out of her instead of being grounded.

3. I have had cats living with me pretty much my whole life, except for a short time when I lived with a friend who was allergic. I ended up hiding a cat in my bedroom for a month before I finally told him. I also hid a cat in my dorm room during my freshman year of college.

4. Speaking of cats - I have a whisker collection that goes back about 10 years.

5.I cannot drink until I pass out or black out. My body refuses to let me get that drunk. As a matter of fact I rarely get beyond a little buzzed before I start to feel ill or tired or tired and ill.

6. I used to play in the sewers under Kansas City, Missouri. Around that time I also used to break in to abandoned buildings and dive in to the giant fountains in the Plaza for change during Rain storms. We also used to climb the towers in the Plaza. Being broke was never more fun than when I was young and lived in KCMO. OH, we also used to skinny dip in a country club's pool in the middle of the night. And sing badly and loudly on the street corners with out hands extended. I sold my hand made jewelry with friends a couple times in Westport like a dirty hippie.

Violet has an opinion

2009-10-18T12:42:00.002-04:00

Move along, Nothing to see here.

2009-09-30T10:10:00.001-04:00

Except for some pictures:

She's still pretty boring, but cute. If you are in to stickin' out monkey ears.

It appears to be a case of naughty toddler, but then you realize that gramma is holding the baby for the toddler and likely encouraging the behavior.

She looks a lot like her daddy I think, tho people tell me she looks like me too sometimes. Maybe she's one of those good 50/50 mixes. Too bad she didn't get my ears.

We went to Walmart to get portraits done, because it's 8 bucks for a package. I made an appointment for first in the morning, 10 am, so that the girls would be happy, awake, and fed. The photographer was 45 minutes late. A lot can happen in a little girl/baby hour. Violet was tired and fussy and Sadie was bored and not very cooperative. This is the best pic of the two of them we got. It's got character anyway.

awwwww....

We couldn't get her to fold her hands in front of her, so I asked her to hide a bottle of nail polish I was bribing her with under her hands. While taking the photos I slipped the polish in my pants and eneded up finding it later at home still in my pocket. I shoplifted from Walmart!!

OK, I paid extra for this one. I don't usually.

We are going to a viewing tomorrow. Sarah was killed by her husband at the bar where Mark sang karaoke on Wednesdays. I have been thinking about her a lot since I heard the news. It was a brutal way to die and she suffered. She has a daughter and I just can't get the image of her laying there alone next to the dumpster thinking about her child as the life ran out of her. It hurts my heart to think about. It also makes me appreciate the relationship I am in. I honestly don't think Mark is capable of striking me even if I was hitting him with everything I had. I don't understand why some women stay with men that abuse them, but I hope this incident will help at least one woman realize that they should get out and get help before it's too late.

Latest Pics

2009-09-14T13:07:00.000-04:00

We FINALLY replaced some old crappy furniture with some new much less crappy furniture. I have been looking for a good deal on a set I liked for years. The furniture is too big for my living room, as you can see, but dammit - I have 5 people living in my house and am happy that we can all share a room comfortably now.

As you can see Violet is also pleased with the purchase. This fabric is much softer than the burlap we used to lay her on.

Here is Violet at work. She joins me 3 days a week in the afternoons. I don't get any work done and just pray the bosses don't call or come in while she's there.

I don't take pics of Violet as often as I did with Sadie, and I don't take pics of Sadie nearly as much as Violet. There's too much LIFE going on with 2 kids. Sadie is in big girl panties now. I should have taken pics of the shit explosion that happened Saturday between the 2 girls. When Mark was out. Vi had it coming out of the top of her neck, and Sadie had it in a floor potty, the toilet, and of course needed her but wiped. Good times!

Sadie calls Mark Daddy now almost all of the time. It was a transition that I considered, but it's still odd to me. I mean it's great, but I never expected Sadie to have a daddy. I find it very endearing, and a little frightening.

And here is the man I love, taking out the garbage. In his bathrobe. Wearing some (sun?) "glasses". He has no sense of embarrassment, which is cool... but I DO!!

A few pics

2009-08-14T16:11:00.005-04:00

Violet is getting so big! She is super chill as you can see in this photo:

I love Tom Hanks. I can't even joke about that~

I even have a dress ready should he ask me to marry him.

Brad is such a flirt. Mark who?

I love the beach, but my skin can't handle the sun anymore. I really needed a hat this day.

It's not easy maintaining this beautiful translucent skin.

Hey, nothing wrong w a little dark meat.

Mark in the tub. Or more like the toilet. Hey Mark - fiber might help.

Mark was having a grand time until riiiight after I snapped this pic.

I ran in to my old bf John. His breath reeked of sardines. I should know after making out with him for 4 hours.

Kurt - I just couldn't get over seeing him in Detroit!

My beautiful doll, Sadie

Got me some new jammies - Underroos, remember those?

I told Mark his palms weren't going to be the only body part effected if he kept it up like that.

Tom is so weird!! He insisted he get his pic taken with me. Whatevaaaa!

It was a really rainy weekend.

This creep wouldn't let me use the swing alone.

Another ex. He's a good hugger.

This dude got totally wasted in the park - he didn't even feel the bites!

I tried red. Mark likes brunette better.

I need to move

2009-07-30T22:20:00.002-04:00

I AM GOING TO GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE SOON. With the help of my bosses, or not. I'll prob end up in an apartment if they don't help. I'm ok with that. It's better than living in the hood in a tiny little house that's not worth fixing up.

I want to live in a good neighborhood. Maybe a little back woods. It would nice to not have neighbors on top of us. Ideal location - on the water. Oh yeah baby. I would be the happiest person in the world.

I need a yard. A nice yard for my kids to play in. And a garage and a shed - lots of storage for my yard equipment and kids stuff. A pool would be nice, but the upkeep sucks - maybe one of those self inflating ones. Can I have a fenced in yard and still be on the water? It would be nice to send my kids out back and not have to be on top of them worrying about what they're touching.

I would like a sliding door at the back of the house that leads in to the fenced in yard. I might even get a dog if I had that! Oh, and a patio - partially shaded. Some place to sit in the nice weather with some friends and only have to worry about the mosquitoes. A wrap around front porch would be awesome.

Not near the frickin air port. Nor near the train tracks. I've paid my noise pollution dues.

I want a basement, and multiple floors, and central air conditioning, and energy efficient everything. I'm sick of sacrificing comfort for money and I'm still a broke ass mother. A modern kitchen would be nice with matching appliances and lots of counter space.

A place for everything. I like to have everything in it's place. I used to be organized. I don't even have enough drawer space for my clothes.

I would like a big living room. And a big bedroom. Big rooms all around! Oh god - and how about a decent sized bathroom?

I want out of this house.

Sleeeeep

2009-07-28T17:45:00.002-04:00

Holding a sleeping baby is a stronger drug than any narcotic.

She is just so beautiful when she's sleeping!

Unfortunately, she looks like this more often than that!

Daddy has begun to swaddle her again. I forgot about swaddling, because it didn't seem necessary. Now she is colicky. Swaddling works wonders. Thank you jesus.

A few pics

2009-07-12T16:35:00.008-04:00

Everybody needed a good laugh after watching me puke my guts out after the operation.

Sadie's first look at her sister. She loves her.

Good mommy keepin her girls happy - even Boo, the cat.

Mark is a good daddy!

Violet Grace

2009-07-02T19:53:00.001-04:00

9 lbs 3 oz 20.5 inches.

more when I have 2 hands.

Why am I still working?

2009-06-17T15:09:00.003-04:00

I keep hearing how the USA rocks and I believe it compared to a bunch of 3rd world countries, but right now what I know is a lot of countries would pay for their big old preggo residents to stay home during their last few weeks before delivery and then pay them to stay home for some time after they have the baby. My memory is a joke, so I cant tell you which is which, but I have a dutch friend, who told me all kinds of cool things about their maternity policies, and I've heard good things about Canada and France. I will be working until this kid busts out, and then back to work within a month. I can't afford to do anything else. I will try to bring her to work with me at first and I think my bosses will be okay with that.

Today I followed up on the kidney issue - Violet has some extra fluid on one of her kidneys, not too too much, but more than they like, so today, a month after they found that, I had another ultrasound. The fluid is still there and about the same quantity. They are still optimistic and say it will likely correct itself and for now they plan on giving her an ultrasound a week after she is born and possibly some antibiotics because she will be more prone to get a UTI. Fluid on the kidneys is a Down's Syndrome marker BTW.

They checked her size again. at 37 weeks (Friday) she should be around 6.5 lbs. She measured at 9 lbs 3 oz today. HA! I'm told she could possibly gain another 3 lbs in the next 3 weeks! HA! HA! It would be nice if my OB would cut her out a little sooner than July 7th.

Lately I've been feeling a little less annoyed. I've even been feeling pretty lucky to have Mark in my life. Not that I haven't always loved him, but damn everything was so frickin irritating for a while! He is really good to me and puts up with my shit day after day. He is a good dad to Sadie and does what he can to help me now that I am pretty much disabled.

I am looking forward to being able to be active. I wonder how I'll feel about that once my pelvis heals up. I hope I have the energy and willpower to help myself feel healthier.

I have gained 30 lbs so far - well 34 last visit but I was really swollen and I'm less so now, but okay lets say 34 lbs since I'm sure it will be up there by Friday. Anyway, That's pretty average and my OB is pleased with my weight and BP and all of that.

The Dr. at the ultrasound lab today gave me my first little lecture about eating better so the kid doesn't get bigger. She asked me if I was diabetic and I said no, my family just has big babies. She proceeded to tell me to avoid refined flour/sugar and you know, basically go on a diet for the next 3 weeks. LOL!!! What is that suppose to help? She's already big and will likely gain another 2 lbs whether I diet or not. My friend gained 70 lbs and had a 8.5 lb baby. I gained 30 (all water and baby - lost it all in 2 weeks) w Sadie and she was 10 lb 12 oz - nearly 11 lbs and a week early. If you don't want me feeding her any more cherry Slurpee's by all means cut her out today. Sadie was big all around and every part of her - head/length/weight was all around the 99th percentile. She's still in the 90's for everything, and wearing 3T clothes at 25 months - and she never drinks Slurpee's.

My thinking changed a bit yesterday. I've been thinking that this pregnancy will never end since October. Yesterday I really realized that I am at the end. Even if I have to wait another 3 weeks it's gonna be over soon and it could be over tonight for all I know. Time to pack the bag!

I can't wait to hold my baby.

Catch up time

2009-06-10T09:42:00.004-04:00

I don't have much of interest to say, but I'll say it anyway.

I am 36 weeks pregnant this week. That's out of 40 weeks for those of you who are not familiar with the time line of making babies. My C-section was scheduled for July 3rd, which is 23 days from today. I was told last week that the date was moved up to July 7th, 3 days before the 40 week mark, because of the Independence Day holiday. Fuckers. So now I feel the need to control this pregnancy and make her come earlier. There are a lot of old wives tales...

sex - sperm softens the cervix and fem orgasm releases some chemicals that help.
driving on bumpy roads - my gramma told me that one - I said "is that what they used to call sex back in your day gramma?" She ignored me. lol
Castor oil - my OB said this is the only remedy that he believes can work, aside from sex, but whether it works or not you're gonna shit your brains out and a most uncomfortable way. IDK if I can drink the stuff.
Evening Primrose Oil - I've read a bit about it and a good friend said it worked for her. I have the gel caps and take one a day orally for now - I am not quite ready to have her yet. At week 38 I will insert them directly where I need them to work.
Walking - I can't do this. I still need a car seat/stroller and a bassinet and can't yard sale because of the pain in my pelvis. I can't even make it around the grocery store without causing pain and misery.
Spicy foods - dunno - something about some spices working chemically w your body, but also a couple bowls of spicy hot chili prob works like the Castor oil.

On the other hand - I should be enjoying this pregnancy. This will be the last, as I am getting my tubes tied while I'm already sliced open. 2 is plenty for someone who is almost 38. I should let her come when she is ready (or the 7th) so that I know she will be strong and healthy. I should appreciate the fact that she is healthy and stop thinking of myself and my pain - it's temporary.

I can't help but worry about her in there though. She has barely moved in the last few days and it's concerning me. She was moving so much it really hurt and now just a little bump or a couple hiccups and that's it. I listen to her heart on the doppler now just to relax for a couple hours before I start worrying again. If she was in my arms I would know she was OK. I know she has limited space and can't move as much as before, but it went from crazy movements to nothing.

I gained 30 pounds. sigh. Last time I gained 30 for the whole pregnancy, but most of it was water and it was all gone after 2 weeks. This time I'm hardly swollen. I actually look forward to being more active though. I can't even walk around the block right now. I am stuck sitting in my house while there is disorganization and things to DO all over the place. I can't stand how piled up my bedroom is. I can't stand how much CRAP is everywhere and in the strangest places. Mom works like a frickin slave around my house, thank god, but I want to do stuff myself and put stuff where it belongs, not just out of the high traffic areas.

I hate asking people to do things for me. I hate asking mom or Mark to get me something from the fridge. I used to be independent. I used to be strong. Now I am tired and weak and worry that everything I do will make the pain in my pelvis worse.

I go to physical therapy every week. It doesn't help as far as I can tell. I have seen a different therapist every visit and none of them know what to do with me. I tell them what to do now and what I won't do. They know how to help repair/strengthen the pelvis, but not on a very pregnant woman who can't lay on her back or stomach and cant lift her legs independently. One insisted I do some exercises on my back - drawing my legs up, and I bawled like a baby by the end of it because it hurt my lower back so much that I couldn't move. I told her twice it was a bad idea. That's when I decided they did NOT know best. Now I just encourage them to work on my lower back and they seem relieved to have something to do. Today I'm gonna talk them in to working on my neck - it's getting tight on one side and if it charlie horses up like it does sometimes I'll be extra miserable for a week until it relaxes.

I'm off to run a work errand and will stop across the street to let my asian friend wax my eyebrows. This is possibly the most painful thing I do to myself while pregnant. It hurts my skin so much I feel like blood should be gushing out when she's done. I could pluck, but that hurts too and takes a lot longer. I must be brave.

Oh, LET'S GO RED WINGS!!!

Miss Violet

2009-05-20T13:20:00.003-04:00

First of all let's discuss her middle name. There have been no epiphanies, and Mark and I disagree. He would like to see Violet Marie, or Violet Louise I like Violet Skye. Look, there's a good chance she's going to be an "interesting" person - and I think the name will fit. Skye is different for me as I like more traditional names, but I just like the way it sounds. I refuse to give her a common boring name like Marie (how Spanish is that anyway?!) or Ann, or Lynn... Grace is okay. Anyone got my back here? Convince Mark for me - he thinks it sounds too "fake hippy". I feel like we both have to agree... on what I like! :P

Today I am 32 weeks, 5 days pregnant. We had an ultrasound this morning. The tech was cool, and the waiting room was empty, so we had a great session, including 3D!!!!! I always ask and they always say no. He decided to do it before I asked. Here she is:

She should weigh around 4 lbs, but was estimated to be close to 6 lbs - over the 97th percentile, just like Sadie. Sadie was 10 lbs 12 oz and even induced a little early. She is head down now, as suspected, because I swear I felt her turn this weekend. She was sideways on Sunday. Everything looked great on her, except for some minor fluid on one of her kidneys. I really don;t know what they were talking about, but I know that the average measurement is 7, she is 9 on one, but it's not a red flag until it reaches 11. They said they see it every day, and more often than not it's a non issue. We get to see out girl on June 17th to look at it again. I have had so many ultrasounds this pregnancy!

I love watching her move. Doesn't she already look like a plump perfect little baby? I swear she already looks like Sadie too. It would be nice if the girls resembled each other despite having different fathers. My 2 brothers and I all look like our 3 different fathers and that's kind of lame.

Anything else? Due date is July 10th, C-section is scheduled for July 3rd, first appointment of the day. I would love to go in to labor before that, but we'll see. Just a week before. I'm going to try the old wives tales options. Lots of sex and spicy food. I can't walk her out because my pelvis is causing me considerable pain. I am officially uncomfortable most of the time now, even when sleeping. I am actually in considerable pain when I move my pelvis, as it is too loose and grinds on itself. Mark pushed me to my appt. in a wheel chair this morning. There is no way I could have walked the mile to the U/S place from the parking garage. I can't handle grocery shopping anymore. I got a temporary handicap permit for my car and I'll be damned if I can ever find an open handicapped spot! How did it happen? Seems like I used to see tons open and I would think what a waste of space - when are there going to be 30 people in wheelchairs in Target at the same time?? Fooled me.

Time for me to wish I could nap at work.

another pity party

2009-05-07T12:10:00.003-04:00

I don't really want to talk to anyone about my mood. I don't know how much of my emotions are effected by hormones and how much of my life is making me just this miserable. Did I mention I needed a vacation??

Sadie does not like her newest daycare teacher. For the first time in over a year I saw her at the door crying - anguished - pulling away from the teacher and crying mommy mommy mommy...
I sat there for a minute and then left. It really broke my heart to leave her like that, but that's what I felt was right. If I went to her then she would do it every day. If she still does it every day then I will tell the center and take her somewhere else. She should love her daycare and her teachers. She should be sad to leave at the end of the day. I called the center a little later, after my own sobbing subsided, to ask her what Sadie was crying about and she said "mommy". She said she stopped after I left. I don't like her either. She's not affectionate or maternal and I don't know that I've ever seen her smile.

What the hell... I'm a mess.

Why are we here?

2009-04-23T10:59:00.002-04:00

Plastic... Assholes.

This is one of my favorite Carlin performances. Happy Earth Day!

I killed someone last night - well... this morning.

2009-04-20T09:23:00.002-04:00

I have only had my car stolen 1 time. Considering how many cars I have owned, that is pretty good! I keep dreaming about my car being stolen. What is interesting to me is that dream me is keeping a tally of how many dream cars have been stolen.

Often I will head out to the parking lot of wherever I was dreaming I was at - like school or a concert, and try to remember when I left my car and finally realize that it was stolen which REALLY upsets me because I JUST had do deal with this with my last car! I usually throw this huge fit, stomp around, scream and cry at the top of my lungs, and call the police. As usual it is very difficult to call the police, because I can never dial correctly in my dreams.

So, this morning another car was stolen. I couldn't even remember which car I was using at this time because my last car was stolen just last week and I simply can't keep track of what car I was driving before it was stolen, but regardless... it was gone. I pitch my fit, realize that this time I know who stole the car because the police are already there and they tell me and of course can't do anything about it so I decided to end this shit once and for all.

My dreams have become quite predictable.

I hunt this guy down in this big house which is built like a maze (as usual in my dreams) and finally corner him in a small room and I think I actually dodged some bullets but anyway I get him on the floor and I'm on top of him and I decide to strangle him to death to stop the madness of car thieving.

This was a very premeditated kind of murder. I was not really angry at this point - just determined. Normally my rage would make me want to slam someones head into the concrete floor until my animal rage was satisfied but this time I was just trying to figure out how to strangle the guy most efficiently. He looked like the DEA guy from Breaking Bad. Anyway, I kept trying different holds on his neck until I finally succeeded, by putting all of my weight on my fists which were on either side of his windpipe.

What I mean by predictable is that it's like there are always interior structures that are built like mazes. I am always finding little treasures here and there. My frickin car keeps getting stolen. War invasions. Tornado's. The number dialing thing. Blindness. Anyway I think it's kind of sad that there's nothing new going on - my dreams have become as predictable and boring as my life.

I still need a vacation BTW.

Funny - or maybe it will be after I get some sleep

2009-04-13T11:37:00.002-04:00

Luck is funny. ha. frickin' HA!

I go to start my car last night at midnight so I can rush my 23 month old daughter to the ER, and the damned car wouldn't start. I talked Mark in to staying at his moms last night, so I ended up pushing my car out of the driveway and parking it on the street so that we could access my moms van.

Sadie is fine, she just had a high temperature and everything that goes along with it... the shakes, twitching, lethargy, pain,vomiting. They say she has a middle ear infection. I think it's more than that as she was really congested, but she got antibiotics, so I'm good w that. She was her usual self this morning and is at daycare.

I was hoping I was just too low on gas, but more gas did not fix the problem. The driver said it sounded like the timing belt. Whoopee! It is at a friends house and I hope it can be fixed soon and for not a lot of money.

I am using my moms van, but I hate it and want my lil car back asap. My pelvis has become very painful all of the time due to SPD (Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction).

"Any activity that involves lifting one leg at a time or parting the legs tends to be particularly painful. Lifting the leg to put on clothes, getting out of a car, bending over, sitting down or getting up, walking up stairs, standing on one leg, lifting heavy objects, and walking in general tend to be difficult at times. Many women report that moving or turning over in bed is especially excruciating."

I had it with Sadie. It sucks. Only 3 months to go!

I need some ideas

2009-04-01T11:52:00.002-04:00

I need to get away for a weekend sans child. I want to go somewhere that will not cost too much, where I don't have to clean up after myself, and I can sleep whenever I want. I would also like to have some fun. Maybe a little casino action, or a water slide or something to make the weekend feel like a full 48 hours, instead of 6. Someplace within say... 2 hours drive. Canada, Ohio, Michigan... whatever. Does such a place exist? Money is what is really holding me back - like, there's Zehnder's in Frankenmuth, but that costs $540 for 2 nights. Re-fucking-diculous.

Oh well. It's not going to happen - I'll get over it.

Did everyone have a drink for me?

2009-03-17T19:28:00.000-04:00

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Cha Cha Cha Chia and Dreams

2009-03-12T09:23:00.004-04:00

"Happy Obama"

"Determined Obama"

How can you expect me to choose between the two?

I had a few weird dreams last night:
I was at a banquet and was looking for dessert, but only saw this one lame kind - maybe cheap cookies or something but grabbed one because baby has a sweet tooth. As people start filtering in to this hall and people I know surround me I see that there is now a plethora of sweets and I am insane with wanting to try all of them. I sat up there, on an elevated table near my father, trying to figure out how my fat ass it going to be cool about gorging on sweets, when it is obvious I don't need sweets. The dream was really just one intense craving with my father thrown in for the WTF factor. He shows up more often than I like in my dreams. Always weird, rarely speaks, and usually judging me.

The other dream I remember because I think I woke up crying. I have never woken up and cried from a dream. I have done my share of sobbing in my dreams, but it never carried over before. Mark was spooning me and I started to feel pain in my lower lower back and tried to tell him but he kept clinging to me and I realized the pain was him sinking his teeth in to my ass and I was starting to cry in pain hoping he would stop but he hung on no matter how hard I buckled and cried. I woke up and still felt the pain a bit and it took a minute to realize it was a dream and choked back some tears. Now, before you go analyzing this and feeling bad for our relationship you should know that before we fell asleep he tried to spoon me and I had to remind him that I can't sleep that way right now. I feel bad, but while pregnant this time I just don't feel comfortable being touched a lot. It was probably like that w Sadie too, but I was single and it never came up. Oh, and the pain was likely my sciatica.

2009-03-04T18:52:00.002-05:00

This song always catches my attention when I hear it play on the radio. Mark is so sweet sometimes and it reminds me of him.

I remembered to look it up when I got home and found the above video. I played it in my living room and Sadie joined me at the computer and we rocked and swayed and she started singing oooooohhhhhhh looove yooou in a whisper. She doesn't sing along to songs as far as I know and it was really sweet. When it was over she said again! so I played it again and we sang it again and again and sometimes she rested her head on my chest and for a while we were silly and sang oooooohhhh I love you as our foreheads touched. She really is so cool.

My fat ass

2009-03-02T11:50:00.002-05:00

I am having an illogical day. Stupid hormones do that to me sometimes. I just got back from the OB and he said everything looked great. I will get another ultrasound at 32 weeks to determine where my placenta is, since it may be in the way of delivery, but I've already decided I'm having a repeat c-section, so I'm not concerned. My blood pressure seems a little better than usual - 110/60. normally its 120/70. Weird considering there's more stress on my body right now.

So he says "everything looks great, your blood pressure is good, you're weight is good..." meanwhile I have wanted to cry since I was weighed. I know it's stupid. I'm supposed to gain weight. 10 pounds at 21 weeks is on track. This is what I would tell any pregnant friend who gained weight whole pregnant - you're supposed to gain weight stupid - you'd be a bad mom if you went on a frickin diet.

But... I'm already so fat. I was at the highest weight of my life when I got pregnant and there's nothing I can do to stop this right now. I am embarrassed to say it, but this pregnancy is going to put me over 300 pounds. That's what is really getting to me. I can't be that fat. It is so humiliating to be that fat. That number is so bad I can't even make fun of it.

I'm going to start smoking again. This kid is too big anyway.

Hey!!! Guess what!

2009-02-19T14:47:00.001-05:00

I have nothing to say.

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The big day

2009-02-16T14:09:00.004-05:00

Today was the big ultrasound. The baby is healthy, and looks normal, except she is in the 96th percentile. Yep - I said SHE. Sadie is going to have a little sister to push around. Sadie was also big - 10 pounds 12 ounces, a little early, and no - I didn't have gestational diabetes.

Since this one is also most likely going to be big I will opt for the repeat c-section. It was an emergency with Sadie, and while I have the option of trying for a vbac, I'm not crazy. Sadie was the talk of the birthing center when I had her. She looked like a 3 month old sumo wrestler. I forget how big her head was, but it was bigger than I want my vagina to be.

We didn't get any great pics, but here's the best of them:

Spine and head

Parasitic alien

Bottom of foot

Can't sleep

2009-02-09T00:43:00.003-05:00

I can't sleep because something is on my mind. And maybe the T3's I took are keeping me awake instead of putting me to sleep.

First of all I want to say that I don't quite understand why I care about what people think of me, yet I also don't care what people think of me. I kept going over it and over it as I lay in bed. I am confident in my self as a good person, so when people judge me negatively I say fuck them if they can't take a joke. No one is perfect and we are all a little annoying, but I'm good and if you think otherwise fuck you. But still... I want to be liked.

My boyfriends friends think I am a domineering bitch. They don't know me well and as far as I know are only basing this on the fact that he doesn't hang with them on karaoke night any more at the bar. He has class that night ever week and no, I did not help him chose his schedule. He has gone to everything he was invited to except for one party which he wasn't feeling up to.

I have never said you can't see this person, or you can't go to that party. If anything I push him to go have fun. I trust him fully. Stay the night if he wants to drink and go crazy is what I say. We used to leave the karaoke bar around 11pm, because I had to get up early the next day. He could have driven separately, but likes to go to bed with me. Sorry guy pals. On the weekends we always had to leave the partys early because he had to get up early. My friends still talk to him.

I don't want to get in depth about our relationship dynamics for the sake of his privacy. It may be obvious by now that I don't consider a whole lot of my personal life too private to share. I'll just say that we play the same roles that play out in every relationship, and it works for us for the most part.

So, I'm ok and he's ok but I still feel the need to explain myself to these people and make them realize that they have made a mistake and they should like me. It bothers me that it bothers me. And on top of that I don't know that I can like them, now that they judged me so quickly.

Get your yucks on!

2009-02-08T22:39:00.001-05:00

Mark Says he saw this before. I had not. Have you?

Krissyface, this is for you

2009-02-06T19:33:00.004-05:00

And they said you couldn't get laid in the snugie!

Funny for the day

2009-02-05T12:30:00.002-05:00

He hasn't been assassinated yet. Go Obama!
Have you noticed how his ratings have already taken a dive? How about waiting a little while to judge the performance of new guy?

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Chuckle

2009-02-04T10:21:00.002-05:00

This made me chuckle, the way only someone hurting themselves can. Unfortunately my chuckling was interrupted by the idea that this was likely staged. Otherwise, why would someone record some guy ironing his shirt? What do you think?

It's like an apathetic panic attack

2009-02-02T03:04:00.003-05:00

Ooh... I feel sick to my stomach, which isn't unusual, but but but Sadie vomited earlier tonight. She has never sicked up before, aside from spitting up as an infant. The last thing I ate was Swedish fish, so I could just need some real food. Oy.

I have an appointment tomorrow. Today. A baby appointment. Maybe if I throw up I will come out even on the scale again. Hmmm... might be worth it. Blech

I was woken up abruptly by a loud noise about an hour ago. My brain immediately dug up 20 things to stress over. Stuff like house repairs - my front steps are eroding. I can't sell the house with eroding stairs. I should not have salted the steps so heavily for the past 5 years. How does one replace concrete steps. How are they attached? Are they expensive? More important regarding repairs, I have a leak, well leaks in my basement, the worst of which is quite bad when it rains and runs in to my breaker box. Yeah.

Yeah.

I have reconnected with some people I met in college on facebook, and it sucks that they are still artists. Why did I even get in to it if my heart wasn't in to it. What is it that I am supposed to do? Doesn't everyone have a purpose in life? Something that makes their lives meaningful? Where's my ah-ha moment?

I settled on a packet of oatmeal. Eating when you feel sick sucks. Nothing sounds edible. And I don't even like the brown sugar flavor. I'm an apples and cinnamon girl.

SO I say it's like an apathetic panic attack because I wake up panicking about shit that I can control in my life but don't, and it's pretty bad and I can't stop it and I think maybe this is a panic attack, but there and no physical symptoms. Maybe it is still a panic attack, but I don't put a lot of heart in to much of the things I do in life, so maybe this is just my style of attack. Naw, it's just anxiety. I already feel a bit better, and have shoved back the worst of my worries for another night. Not really.

Sadie knows her colors already. Am I underestimating her? That's not normal, is it? She will be two in May. She has picked up the language beautifully. I am so proud. She is also fighting me on a lot. I am trying to keep from having a power struggle. She is showing her independence, and I am trying to ride the line between letting her become her own person and spoiling her. I think I'm doing pretty well.

I'm going to zome on the Brady Bunch for a few then try to sleep. I discovered my pelvis hurts the most after I lay down on the couch, so I can't fall asleep to the tv this pregnancy... oh my god. Little House on the Prarie is on.

buh bye.

Are you in the military?

2009-01-29T12:43:00.002-05:00

I was checking out the traffic on this blog to see if anyone was coming here via googling porn like on Scooters blog, no :( , and see someone from a military post has been checking this blog out from time to time. Who is you? I'm curious. Actually I would love it is anyone who stumbled upon this blog would say hi - you suck, or whatever.

Thanks

25 Random Things

2009-01-27T10:05:00.002-05:00

I'm not going to post rules or tag people. I did that on facebook. Here is what I wrote there:

1. I have been ignoring all the tags from this stupid 25 Random Things crap, but I swear 25 people have tagged me so fine.

2. So far, I have lived in 5 states and want to go south west next.

3. My first child was conceived at age 35 via donation.

4. I helped my cat give birth. Every time I tried to leave she'd follow me with a kitten hanging half out of her.

5. I found my first gray hair at age 21 along with my first wrinkle.

6. I am fascinated seeing the resemblances between children and their parents, but can't see the likeness between myself and my daughter.

7. I used to want to be a ballerina, gymnast, actress, archaeologist, beautician, glass blower, ceramicist. Pretty much in that order.

8. I like to play games - card, board, darts, puzzles, alone or in competition. I am highly competitive.

9. I have still not figured out the thing I am supposed to do when I grow up. I think about it a lot, but nothing seems right.

10. Every part of my body is over sensitive. For instance I don't like fans blowing on me because it tickles the tiny hairs on my body and drives me insane.

11. I cannot get really really drunk. My stomach gives me the stop signal before that happens and I listen. I have never passed out.

12. I have never broken a bone on my body, not been hospitalized until having a baby.

13.I have done more drugs than just about everyone I know, but now have absolutely no interest in doing anything, nor do I even take prescription drugs. Except maybe X. That was pretty good.

14. My musical preferences are all over the place, but pretty much boil down to harmonizing voices. Harmonizing voices give me goosebumps every time.

15. I have a hard time remembering names. So much so that I still don't know the names of my daughters daycare teachers.

16. I have owned 13 vehicles so far. Most of them shit the bed on me.

17. I have been to 13 different schools. 9 by the 9th grade.

18. I dress for comfort most of the time, but would love to play dress up in fancy Victorian gowns every day.

19. I worked on a small organic vegetable farm for years, but rarely ate anything from the farm.

20. I collected 50 porcelain dolls over the years knowing that I liked them because I really wanted my own child. They are in storage now waiting to see if my daughter would like them.

21. I love yard sales and they have ruined my ability to buy retail. If it costs more than a quarter it's too expensive!

22. I do not have a favorite color nor a favorite number.

23. I use an old blanket for a pillow and have done so for a very long time. It is way more comfortable than a pillow. The one I use now is from my freshman year in the dorms at KCAI.

24. I can't decide if I want a girl or boy this time around. I always wanted twins - one of each, but that's not going to happen because this is IT.

25. Now I'm a little depressed. I had a hard time thinking of anything about myself that would be of interest and this is all I came up with. Oh well. I'm good at not dwelling.

The McGriddle

2009-01-26T09:19:00.002-05:00

I have been eating breakfast out almost every day for the past 4 months. I switch between McDonalds, Dunkies, and The local diner. Today for the first time ever I decided to try the McGriddle. It kinda tasted good. It tasted good until about 1/2 way through then it was pretty gross till I stopped eating it about 3/4 through the sandwich. I feel pretty gross now.

The good news is that I am two pounds down from last week, where I had a four pound gain! That means that I have only gained 2 pounds in the past 4 months of pregnancy! And NO, I am so not starving myself. I am eating pretty much whatever I want while watching the fat and sodium to to a degree. I swelled up horribly with Sadie, and would like to avoid that, so I try to make sure the protein is high and the sodium is low, but I still eat crap like McGriddles sometimes.

I still haven;t told my bosses I'm pregnant. I was told to expect a Christmas bonus, and I know I won't get one if I'm pregnant. I want to be paid for my time off. Last time I was in the hospital for a week and took 3 weeks after to recover from the C-section and spend time with my girl. It sucks, but I will do the same this time and in exchange I want them to pay me for those 4 weeks. Hell, I actually covered a shift 2 days after I got home last time.

I was wide awake last night around 12:30 am freaking out about money. What will I do if they don't pay me for my time off? How will I afford daycare for 2 children when I can't afford it for the one? I am out $300 a month from losing my basement dweller and mom is tapped. I shouldn't worry. The worse that could happen is I can't pay my mortgage and I lose the house, right? I hate my stupid falling apart house anyway. I wouldn't mind another basement dweller, as long as they can reliably pay their rent on time and are quite and honest. It's a decent basement. Well, it will be once I replace the shower. All the parts are in my back yard.

My bedroom is a mess and that adds to my anxiety. I don't put clean clothes away and it's a mess, but resting is always the option I pick when I have free time.

I have to interview people now. We are probably one of the few companies hiring in Michigan right now.

Burlington Coat Factory

2009-01-21T10:29:00.002-05:00

My email to their corporate office:

In the interest of keeping a business profitable in Michigan I would like to bring an important issue to your attention. I visited your Westland, MI store on Saturday January 17th with every intention of buying a coat, even if I didn't find one I really liked. I needed a new coat badly! I went to the section that was tagged with my size and found every size available from small to 3x. I do not have the time or patience to search through your thousands of coats to find the correct size and fit. I put down the hat and gloves I was going to purchase along with the coat and left disappointed. I will not shop there again and I doubt I am the only person who feels this way. Sincerely, Kim A

They responded with a form letter as expected - your opinion is important to us blah blah blah.

But then they actually sent me something I wasn't expecting. It's the response to my letter that the customer relations person sent to the store manager:

I'M DEEPLY SORRY THAT THE CUSTOMER FELT THIS WAY. WE WILL PULL A TEAM
TOGETHER TO RE-SIZE THE COATS UP TO COMPANY STANDARDS. IF SHE WOULD LIKE
TO RE-VISIT THE STORE WE WOULD GLADLY HELP HER WHEN SHE COMES IN.

ST 530

YOLANDA LEE
STORE MANAGER

Then the Customer relations chick said thank you and sent a copy to me. It's not much, but it wasn't just a form letter and that is something. They still fucked up the most important part - where's my coupon/gift card?? I'm still not going back, but I would have if they had sent me a gift card. I'm just going to order online or most likely I'll just see the rest of the winter out with my hoodie. The worst of the cold has to be over, right?

Another whining post

2009-01-20T12:49:00.002-05:00

Turns out I'm losing my medical coverage from U of M. It was good while it lasted. It was awesome actually. They tossed my bills for a year and a half - like charity. Nice of them, Don't you think? My work offers some shitty plan now through the county. I have to pay monthly and the benefits are mediocre. I don't think I'm going to bother. If I get a brain tumor or something I'll quit work and get on the medicaid anyway. The pregnancy is already covered by medicaid. It still sucks to lose the charity coverage.

I couldn't listen to/watch the inauguration today. the WWW was swamped is my guess. I could watch 2 seconds then it would pause for 20 seconds. So frustrating.

I was told today that I need to keep an eye on Sadie's weight. I was really concerned when she was tiny, but I relaxed about her weight. Now I'm told to worry again. She was 99th percentile for everything at first, but now her height is 75th percentile, which makes her heavy for her height. She looks perfect to me, but I guess I'm wrong, tho when I said so are you saying she looks fat the dietitian said I didn't say that - just keep an eye on it. And then she told me to keep doing the same - not to even switch her to 2% milk yet. Okay then - I'll just keep an eye on it and watch her get fat?

You know, today has just kinda sucked, but everything else is just little crap. Traffic sucked, weather sucks, lunch sucked... whatever. Hard to say if I'm just being moody. I don't think it matters why, does it?

"they could pretent they're bad blacks"

2009-01-18T14:45:00.002-05:00

So, nice houses are selling in Detroit for nothing or next to nothing. My mother just interrupted my musings on how to punish my asshole boyfriend to say that she wished she could buy one of those houses and I suggested we should buy a few blocks of Detroit and have safety in numbers. Then mom said that the good blacks would probably like to move in around our white neighborhood. I said oh yeah sure they could hide the whites from the gangstas. Then mom said we would be a little safer because they (good blacks) could pretend they're bad blacks.

Any suggestions on how to passive aggressively punish my boyfriend for waking me up 4 times? The 4th time he allowed Sadie to yell outside my door because "he was sleepy" even though he slept in and was supposed to be allowing me some sleep after waking me up 3 times. I need to get this aggression out some way. I wish I could shovel, but it really fucks my back up and it's hard to recover. God, I am so tired and angry.

Anyway, we like to have fun with inappropriate conversations from time to time.

That makes me think of my sweet neighbor Cindy. She is black, as is 90 percent of my neighborhood. One day she told me that she had to get out of this neighborhood because "it was getting too dark". I laughed my ass off! She was serious!

So, is anyone interested in buying a house next to us in Detroit? Black or white or whatever color of course, you just need to keep your house and lawn up. Gay would be fabulous, as I'm told they did a terrific job with San Francisco. You might want to bring a big dog or gun or something with you, though I don't think there would be that much trouble. I lived in the middle of cracktown Kansas City, and no one messed with us... I think they thought if we lived there we must be nuts and people don't like to mess with nuts.

Plans for Saturday night

2009-01-15T16:35:00.003-05:00

So this donkey show I was just watching on the net got me thinking...

How much does it really hurt to get it in the ass if you were properly lubed up. I hear it is imperative that you are very turned on and that it can actually be enjoyable. Now I already have a hole that I like to use, so I'm thinking about my boyfriends hole.

If what I have read is true, then by stimulating his prostate he could have an incredible orgasm! Also, stimulating his prostate glands reduces his risk of prostate cancer. I would be doing him a favor if I were to ram his ass.

My boyfriend is not really amused by my occasional suggestions of strapping one on and riding him home and he usually has a slightly almost amused but fearful look on his face because he knows I might be serious.

The only issue here... I don't think I would get in to it. But who knows - don't knock it till you try it right? I just like to talk about it mostly because of my dear boyfriends facial expression when I mention it.

I'm going to cook this child if it doesn't warm up soon.

2009-01-14T08:57:00.007-05:00

Oh how I dream of a long soak in a hot tub that is set just a couple degrees too hot. I dream of the sting that I feel in every pore of my body as I lower myself into the steaming bubbling water. I am one big goose bump lately and I long to be over heated so that when I exit the hot tub and step in to the cold winter air I will not even feel it. I want to be so warm when I get out I can see the steam rise off of my body as I put on my robe.

I'm told I would cook this baby and cause permanent damage if I were to enjoy a hot tub. I'm still thinking about it. I'm just sayin' is all. I'm fucking cold. My office is cold. My fingers and toes are really cold. I don't remember the last time winter felt this cold. And it's taking forever! I think spring should automatically start after we have had a total of 2 feet of snow. Or maybe I should just move south. When the market bounces back. Aaaahhhh ha ha ha ha ha.

Baby needs chocolate

2009-01-12T14:21:00.001-05:00

I just wrote that title and hit enter - causing my blog to be published. I considered leaving the blog that way, but that would probably only amuse me. But then you're not going to be entertained by what follows anyway so to hell with you I'll do what I want.

I have a headache, but other than that I am having a decent day.

Here's the latest reason why: I got hit by the chocolate bug a minute ago and thought I was screwed, but I checked my stash drawer here at work and it has as many caramel kisses as I need to satisfy this child's craving. I say it is the baby's craving because sometimes I want chocolate, but I'm happy with a bite and usually only when my period is coming. Now I want some chocolate motherfucker and you had better not stand in my way of it or I'll kill you. My baby is apparently a selfish asshole.

Also: I have such a good child. I was reminded of that fact while watching my friends child. He is 3 and actually creeps me out a little. He hisses. He contorts his face and makes horrid noises for a really long time. He will just start jumping up and down and screaming with his contorted face and he does it for a really long time - it gets uncomfortable after a while. It's disturbing. Sadie was looking at him like he was nuts. She was telling him "no" when he crashed her toys around. I have a good, conscientious child with common sense. Thank goodness. I hope the bugger in my belly is as good... but I doubt it. No one is that lucky.

Plus: I am a minimalist when it comes to my house. Not that you can tell by looking around in my house, but what's a woman to do with so many people living in a 1000 sf house? Anyway, I wanted a nice armoire for my living room to tuck in the corner that would hide all of the electronics and movies and TV and clear some space in the tiny room. Instead I ended up with a ginormous entertainment center that took up half of the room. I hated that thing every day. I've been trolling craigslist for some time, but the few pieces that I liked were out of my price range. We found one selling for $250 at an estate sale on Saturday and bought it for 1/2 off on Sunday. I borrowed the $125 but it was worth it. It took us all day yesterday to get the living room rearranged and cable wires moved and blah blah blah, but Mark got everything wired perfectly the first time and I am PSYCHED!!! I'm like best-present-at-Christmas psyched. yay.

I'll be getting enough back from taxes to pay off my car and entertainment center with some left over to pad the bills. It's not a vacation, but I like to have my bills paid.

That's all for now. 5 caramel kisses later the headache is still there. Maybe a slurpee would help.

It's a good day

2009-01-09T11:38:00.003-05:00

I have my car back. It's still a bit of a mystery, but I think it just really needed a major tune up. There's a story behind it, but it's boring.

I just got back from a few appointments. MY OB appointment took 5 minutes. Blood pressure good and baby's BPM were in the 150's. There was nothing else to discuss. I had an ultrasound of my gallbladder. It hurts worse than a baby ultrasound. I have no idea if they saw anything interesting. I had an appt with a financial guy for U of M. He has been putting me off since I found out I was pregnant and I finally got in to see him about getting coverage for the baby. Finally. Paperwork is done. There was something else good...

I got my results back from my NT screen - My chances of having a Downs Syndrome baby were like 1 in 126 or something and now it's 1 in 3000+ something or other and same goes for the trisomy 13 & 18.

Went to the Joe to watch the Red Wings last night. We were not disappointed. They scored 6 goals to their 1. Jesse, Mark, and Aaron all missed at least 1 goal each because they kept leaving to get more beer or pee or get food for their girls.

OH!!! Now I remember the good news! I haven't gained 1 pound so far with this pregnancy. I am 14 weeks today. I feel like I am always eating, but I think it only feels that way because I usually don't have an appetite. If only I could remember to take my dang prenatal I'd really be a good mommy.

Another car bites the dust?

2009-01-05T10:45:00.003-05:00

*sigh*

It just wouldn't start this morning. It made a funny little noise and wouldn't start. Bill came over and tinkered around, but could only guess that maybe it was the timing belt. He said that like it was a really really bad thing. I have a call in to an unemployed ex mechanic who might work on it. I am so tired of car problems and simply haven't got the money to put in to one more frickin car. This one isn't even paid off yet. Was I too optimistic to think this might be the car that I keep for more than a year?

I JUST FIGURED IT OUT. It's the tires. Every car that I have lost, at least since moving to Michigan, died shortly after I gave it new tires. All of them swear to god. Motherfucker.

1st Trimester NT screen DONE!

2008-12-30T16:38:00.002-05:00

Everything looks great at 12 weeks 4 days. They confirmed July 10th.

The first hour was spent with a genetic councellor. We discussed what the test was for andthe likelyhood of my eggs being bad at age 37.

The 2nd hour was looking at the baby. Heart rate was 162. They could or would not tell me the sex. I think it's a girl, but I thought I saw a lil something sticking up between the legs. The tech said there was nothing to see so I'll take her word on it. The Downs measurements were excellent and I feel pretty secure that this baby looks healthy. We will get the blood work results back in 10 days. I think that's it. I wish I knew the sex already. I hate saying "it" plus it's easier to only come up with one name. Bob Thomas or Juniper somethingorother for a girl is my current favorite.

The baby was picking it's nose as we watched. I swear!

Since I'm on the subject...

2008-12-29T16:45:00.002-05:00

Sadie got a new potty seat for the bathroom. She grabbed her grammas reading glasses and picked up a magazine like she was a pro at chillin on the toilet. We're not pushing toilet training at 20 months - she likes doing it - something different I think. It's mostly a weekend event. There's no time for sitting on the potty for fun during the week.

Maybe next post will not involve bodily functions. Who am I kidding - I'm pregnant with a toddler - what in my life doesn't involve bodily functions?

Poo Poo in the bathtub!

2008-12-23T09:50:00.002-05:00

Sadie was goofing around in the tub after the water was gone, got into a froggy position and as I said "don't poop in the tub!!!" she did, looked around and freaked out to see this brown log sitting right next to her. She screamed and scrambled to get away from it like it was going to get her. OMG I couldn't help but laugh as I tried to calm her down and showed her it was just her poop that goes in the potty.

Pee pee in the potty!

2008-12-21T08:17:00.001-05:00

Sadie just went pee pee in her potty! She asks to sit on it now and then and she asked this morning so having nothing better to do I stripped her and set her down in the living room. I was SO not expecting there to be something in the potty when she stood up! I honestly don't know if she even was really aware that she did it at the time. I made a big deal of it but she seemed pretty unfazed. She is not yet 20 month old so I think it's most like coincidental that she peed, but I still got kinda choked up. Did you get choked up when your kid peed in the toilet for the first time, or is it my hormones?

A lot of whining - read at your own risk

2008-12-18T11:00:00.002-05:00

I just have to say... waaaaaaaaaah.

That pretty much sums it up, so I'm not going to go in to details. I'm pregnant - that should tell you a lot if you've ever been involved in pregnancy.

Bleak Crap Shit Screwed Fuck-it

2008-12-16T11:17:00.002-05:00

Spoke with my real estate agent today. The average home in my neighborhood is selling for $27,000. Can you fucking believe that?

"I hope you had a good weekend. I have done a quick CMA for you. Inkster right know is getting killed by the sale price. A lot of properties are selling but at a very low price. (Ave Price around $27,000). These are foreclosed or short sale properties for the most part."

I owe $70, 000 on my house. I want out of my house. I would have to sink a few thousand in to it if I wanted to sell it or rent it. I have a basement leak. Paint... carpet... minor repairs... I really don't know what to do but dump it. Maybe I can get a new house (for $30k) and then dump it, so I can still utilize my awesome credit.

I feel trapped by circumstances. I have a steady, full time, job. It doesn't pay as much as I'd like, but I'm not out of work like so many I know. I could certainly pay on a $30k mortgage with no problems! I want a house that's BIGGER. I NEED a house that's bigger. I want a house that's insulated. Energy efficient. With a garage. In a good neighborhood.

I was supposed to buy this "starter house" and then in 5 years sell it for a profit and move on to a bigger and better house. My 5 years were up December 10th but now I am trapped. I could maybe do a short sale, or renegotiate the mortgage if I fell on hard times. I could also get assistance and medical coverage if I fell on hard times. How FUCKED UP is our system that I can say that I would be better off if I was worse off??

I want out of my house and I want out NOW. *pouty lip*

Holy Obama!

2008-12-10T11:57:00.002-05:00

This MAN is never going to live up to the expectations of the people who apparently think he's Jesus come back to save us. Look at the images that I am seeing everywhere lately below. It's creepy. I don't care if a picture was accidental - it looks like a halo and the media is running with it.
THIS ONE ESPECIALLY. IT'S EVERYWHERE.

JAYZUS!!! IN GRAYSCALE

HALO HALO HALO

NOT SO ACCIDENTAL ME THINKS

IF HE ACTUALLY GLOWED LIKE THIS... !

Obama is going to disappoint just about everybody. Except for the few who voted for McCain. You'll get to say "see, he's no massiah - McMcain would have pulled out of this economic pit of despair." Obama is going to try hard - but JESUS CHRIST people, he's not divine. He's a guy who can't quit his nicotine habit and probably picks his nose when no one is looking. Sheesh.

Fuck the POLICE

2008-11-29T23:04:00.003-05:00

After making a small purchase at Home Depot in Dearborn Heights I crossed Michigan Avenue and headed westbound towards my home. Officer cocksucker pulled me over for crossing Michigan Avenue where I did. Apparently there is a sign on the median that says you cannot drive straight across to get in to the turn lane.
Are you familiar with this area? Do you think that there are more important/dangerous crimes committed? Ya THINK?
Fine though. I didn't see the sign. Thanks for the warning, but nooo.. the FINE WAS $100.00. One hundred fucking dollars. One hundred CHRISTMAS dollars. One hundred PAY A BILL dollars. I work full time and have to live in this shitty neighborhood and just cancelled my home phone and security monitoring because I do what I have to do and that cop just forced me to pay ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS for crossing the crime ridden street at the wrong spot.
I am sick to my stomach about this and can't sleep so here I am purging.
That cop should be ashamed of himself. They should all be ashamed of themselves. He turned right around and headed back to his spot to catch another poor local crossing the street on the wrong day. Fuck the cops. Shaaaaaame on you. I hope you are alone and miserable and get syphilis from one of the whores you pick up 50 feet from where you pulled me over you piece of shit excuse for someone who is supposed to be protecting me. All you did today was make a killing off of nice people to make a buck. There's no money in fighting crime, is there, so you just take it from the citizens you are supposed to be looking out for. Happy fucking holidays to you bastard. I hate you and I hate this neighborhood.

"Protect and Serve" - HA! How was I protected or served today? The police are corrupt.

CORRUPTION:

1 a: impairment of integrity, virtue, or moral principle : depravity b: decay , decomposition c: inducement to wrong by improper or unlawful means (as bribery) d: a departure from the original or from what is pure or correct2archaic : an agency or influence that corrupts3chiefly dialect : pus

Virgins

2008-11-25T08:56:00.004-05:00

Poor kid. Poor fucked up kid. I like how "sports nuts" are going to be judged by his god along withe "racists" and "mormons". There's a couple I can't read and it's driving me nuts. Top right - what kind of women? Oh, and watch out Cassie - you're on that list at least once!!!
Edit: rebellious women. Poor kid. How about F se religions?

Holiday Fun

2008-11-17T10:10:00.003-05:00

Mom is ready to start putting up Christmas decorations. I think we should follow tradition and not start until Thanksgiving is over.

I can understand wanting to begin now though. It is a festive time of year, when everything sparkles. It makes the freezing air and sticky snow acceptable instead of miserable. If I had a bigger house I might be more excited, but seriously - where are we going to fit ONE MORE THING??

A friend is a real estate agent. She says people are just buying houses for nothing and abandoning their current house. My credit is awesome. How big of a hit would I take? Should I feel bad about even thinking about it? I don't think I would feel bad at all. I didn't get myself in this mess. All I did was buy a house because it was a "sure way" to make money. Now I owe more than it's worth and could get a MUCH better house in a MUCH better neighborhood for LESS THAN HALF of what I owe on my house. ReFUCKINGdiculous. My friend just sold a $160k house for $30k in a good neighborhood! What am I waiting for? I can buy a house now then it won't matter about my credit. Plus like I said my credit is awesome, so even if I lost 100 pts, it would still be pretty good.

I really think I might contact her. She says she's got 6 pages of good houses she could show me today. Could I get a loan? Only one way to find out. My house sucks.

Her suffering is over

2008-11-05T08:46:00.002-05:00

Last night, this morning actually, when I got back in to bed around 5:30 I again began to think about gramma and my visit yesterday. I thought she could be taking her last breath now. I thought thank you for not scarring my birthday :). I thought, while I cried in bed, that if there is an afterlife and you can to please watch over my babies. I thought maybe she died and I was talking to her. She died some time this morning.

I am home today. I will be hormonally crying all day, so I would not get much done at work. I am going to pull out her old albums that I inherited many years ago and scan some pictures for the service.

no title

2008-11-04T15:01:00.003-05:00

I got just back from visiting gramma. Her eyes were open and she was awake. I leaned over and said hi, gramma it's Kim. She can't see, and you still have to yell even though she has hearing aids. She didn't react, and I realized her hearing aid was missing. The poor woman is in darkness and deafness but can still feel like shit. I counldn't help but cry. Couldn't she still hear me and know that I was there holding her had and maybe draw some comfort? Did they think it was too much trouble to keep her hearing aids in? I called mom and she said she didn't know what was going on, but since she's usually out of it, why bother? I found it in a box, broken. I was going to put it in while I was there. She was awake and when I stroked her forehead she tried to look and tried to talk. I wanted to talk to her, and she was awake, but couldn't hear me. I checked her other ear and the hearing aid was in and I told her it was me and she tried to talk and all I could do was hold her hand and cry. I wish I knew what she was trying to say.

Insomnia!

2008-11-03T15:05:00.003-05:00

I am sleepy in the morning, I am sleepy at work, I am sleepy in the evening with Sadie, and I am sleepy until I go to bed, around 10:30-11:00 pm. Lately, I am not so sleepy after after a few hours of sleep. I am wiiiiide awake! I hope this passes soon, but I fear that I'm in it for the long haul. It would be ok, if I didn't live with a house of people who would be pissed if I started vacuuming at 4 am. Oh well. As long as there's Little House On the Prairie on TV I'm good.

That's all I have to say about that

2008-10-31T11:37:00.003-04:00

I have always approved the use of pot for medical reasons, but now it's personal. Gramma has cancer all through her body. For some reason this has not pained her as much as expected, but she has lost her appetite. Lack of food is not going to kill her, but it's going to make dying that much more miserable and eventually they'll put her on a feeding tube. Some THC is what she needs. If this proposal is passed it will be too late for her, but will help others. Maybe one of us one day.

If anyone can hook me up or comes across a special brownie let me know. I am past broke right now but I will get you back someday.

Here is what you will see on your ballot:

PROPOSAL 08-1 A LEGISLATIVE INITIATIVE TO PERMIT THE USE AND CULTIVATION OF MARIJUANA FOR SPECIFIED MEDICAL CONDITIONS

The proposed law would:

· Permit physician approved use of marijuana by registered patients with debilitating medical conditions including cancer, glaucoma, HIV, AIDS, hepatitis C, MS and other conditions as may be approved by the Department of Community Health.

· Permit registered individuals to grow limited amounts of marijuana for qualifying patients in an enclosed, locked facility.

· Require Department of Community Health to establish an identification card system for patients qualified to use marijuana and individuals qualified to grow marijuana.

· Permit registered and unregistered patients and primary caregivers to assert medical reasons for using marijuana as a defense to any prosecution involving marijuana.

Should this proposal be adopted? PLEASE VOTE YES - THIS IS A NO BRAINER

The waiting is the hardest part

2008-10-29T08:56:00.002-04:00

I'm not exactly sure what to do now. Gramma has cancer all through her. I remember it was liver, kidney, blood, bone, stomach and I forget the rest or if there was more. The Dr. says she has a couple weeks maybe. So, what now?

I've never lost someone this close to me. I think my mom and uncles will handle arrangements. The only thing I can think to do is visit her. I plan to visit her for some time each day during work hours. She's just a couple miles away. But What if she's out of it? She was pretty spacey in the hospital and she will be doped up now, so... what am I supposed to do there? Sit with her dying body?

Gramma's death has been one of those things that I have thought about many times over the years. It was the only thought that could bring me to tears instantly - until I had a daughter.

I'm not exactly sure what losing her will mean to my life, or what the big deal is. She doesn't have a profound effect on my life. She has lived in a nursing home for a few years now. I visit when I can/want to, maybe once every week or two with Sadie. I think maybe why losing her is so hard is that she has always been there. Wherever she was was my home. I moved a million times, but the feeling of home was always with her. I lived in Florida during high school, but always came home to stay with her in Michigan.

On the upside my mother is turning in to her (hehe sorry ma), so she won't be entirely gone.

Gramma

2008-10-24T11:34:00.003-04:00

My gramma had a strong hand in raising me. She was often my guardian and always a mom. She took care of me the best her twisted mind could manage and I always felt that wherever she was was home. She could also drive my nuts. She created my buttons and I swear she enjoyed pushing them!

I visited my gramma in the hospital today. She'll be 90 on March 30th. Well, I kinda doubt she will make it to her next birthday. This is not the first time I have thought that, along with the rest of the family, but this is the first time I hope she will not make it.

I love my gramma and hope that her miserable life will end soon. Part of me wants her to stick around - blind, deaf, pained, crippled, incontinent... miserable, just so I don't have to deal with losing her. That selfish part of me no longer has a loud voice.

I don't know what's wrong with her this time. Maybe a stroke, maybe internal bleeding. She had a couple moments of clarity today, but mostly she was saying a few odd words and then trailing off. She was thirsty and in pain and I took care of that. My uncle showed up about an hour after I got there and I left him to watch her for a while.

I will leave work a little early today, grab Sadie, and take her in so Gramma can see her. She was asking for her.

Update: She is still fucking with me. Looks like cancer and this is it. She just had to go and do it when I was PMSing. I'm a mess.

Okay, I was kidding, but...

2008-10-22T15:17:00.002-04:00

Following is a small clip from an an ebay style site that sells fetish stuff - including dirty panties. I have dirty panties. I'll even wear them 2 days in a row for $100.00. I wonder why some are going for over $100 and some are only $5. My panties cost more than $5, but I'd probably buy some size 5's and use them as a mini pad for a day or 2. Did I just say that??

Bikini Style (57)
Fullback Style (92)
Thong Style (94)
Brief Style (14)
General Styles (57)

Title
Bids
High Bid
Time Left

My Silky White Wet CUM School Girl Panties! I need a spank!
11
$46.00
2 Hrs 31 Min+

HOT 23 Year Old REDHEAD DRIPPING WET SILK Panties-1st Time!
4
$35.00
7 Hrs 8 Min+

Keri's well-worn silky black full backs...yum yum!!!
14
$34.69
8 Hrs 36 Min+

SEXY White Cotton Thong Real Pussy Juice Woman 48 Hrs Cum
1
$5.00
9 Hrs 18 Min+

My little virgin pussy soaked my red thong!
0
$15.00
9 Hrs 36 Min+

Miss Candy's Florida Goodies! Yay 2 for 1 =)
30
$126.00
10 Hrs 2 Min+

Amusing

2008-10-21T16:25:00.001-04:00

I'd like to see someone do this that didn't annoy me. That guy is a douche.

Stress

2008-10-21T10:10:00.003-04:00

Holy crap this is a big whoppin stress attack! I can only assume that PMS has finally found me which is good, because I didn't keep track of my cycle and wasn't sure when to worry.
So, I fucked up Mark's car sale. I posted it on craigslist for him and the best offer he got was $250. I felt that ebay would get the car seen by more people and he could get more money. It was worth a shot and the extra trouble would be worth it. I started the bidding at $200, so at the worst he would lost $50. The car sold for 255.55, to a man in Toledo, about 40 miles away. The auction included towing to a reasonable location, since Mark has AAA.

After the auction was over I looked to see what the fee would be. It's always a percentage of the final value. EXCEPT with ebay motors. Fuckers charge $125.00, regardless of the selling price. It would have been nice to know, eh? I spoke with an ebay rep and she said we could mutually withdraw, but the guy paid via paypal already, so it's too frickin late. Now I have cost Mark $125.00, PLUS the added work involved in towing the vehicle and dealing with this guy's emails and calls. The worst part now - I just remembered, AAA asks if you have valid plates on the car. NO. Crap. Fuck. I don't have spare plates. What a mess for nothing.

There are worse things, and I know it's the PMS, but... shit.

Also, work is stressing me out. I have long days with little to do. If online classes were free I would take one.

Also, I don't do anything at home. Work, as boring as it is sucks my energy from me and I just want to chill after Sadie goes to bed.

PMS - go away now.

Edit: The buyer agreed to cancel the deal. I gave his money back and was able to withdraw the auction. I was afraid that once ebay showed the item paid it wouldn't change status once I gave the $ back. Good thing Mark couldn't find the plate I guess.

Know anyone who wants to buy a car for $250?

My Love

2008-10-19T21:58:00.002-04:00

My daughter has a routine every night: after dinner I give her a bath, then she drinks a bottle of warm milk, and then maybe plays a little bit before she goes to bed at 7 pm. Every night part of the bedtime routine is that I hold her while standing next to the crib and I rock her while humming a hush-a-bye tune. Last night was the same as it's been for a while now, with her head on my shoulder as I hummed to her, until she lifted her head and looked into my eyes and smiled her gentle, intelligent, sweet smile. She started swaying with me and in her tiny quiet voice sang a couple a la la's and I felt so connected to her and the love I felt for her was overwhelming. I continued to sing to her and she continued to look into my eyes and smile. Then she shoved her index finger as far as it would go into her nose and made me laugh, which was good because I was getting kinda choked up. I love her so much.

Joe the Plumber - fo realz

2008-10-16T16:38:00.000-04:00

Borrowing from Joe - No, not the plumber

2008-10-16T11:42:00.001-04:00

Watch this:

Vas Deferens

2008-10-09T16:05:00.002-04:00

vas deferens

imbibe

These two words keep popping up in the middle of conscious thought for NO good reason. This has been happeining since I work up this morning. I must have had some odd dreams last night.

Just thought I'd share.

Pics are in

2008-10-03T19:37:00.006-04:00

Here are a few shots of the house I checked out the other day:

The pics are actually too flattering. The bathrooms had mold, the toilets and sinks were possily in working order, but beyond cleaning. there was one corner, in the upstairs kitchen I think, that was covered in mold. All of the windows have to be replaced. The foundation looks nasty. One of the 4 units is the size of my small kitchen. Every unit was too small and crappity. Too bad. I'll keep looking!

For something like this:

House Hunting

2008-10-01T09:17:00.002-04:00

I don't know why I think it is a good reason. I don't even know if it's possible to get out of a house that I owe more than it's worth.
Buy a house, instead of renting an apartment they said. You will throw your money away to the landlord they said.
Buying a house is an investment that never fails they said.

I am looking at a 4 unit house going to 73k. I owe 71k on my house. God knows what it is worth. All I know is Rob and Angie's house just sold for 60k in a better city/neighborhood.
I will have to sink another 20k into this house I'm told, but then I can rent out the other 3 units and it will pay for itself.

I'm leaving in 10 minutes to see it. Wish me luck. I'll come back and update!

Week 1 done!

2008-09-29T09:15:00.004-04:00

It's been a week since I proclaimed my diet intentions. At work I stuck with a bagel w/light cream cheese most mornings. Lunch was turkey sandwiches, with tiny pickles and fat free Pringles. Fridays is eat out day at work and I had 4 slices of pizza, which I felt pretty guilty about. I ordered just pineapple though, so the fat was reduced and the sandwiches were pretty low fat, with Franks Red Hot dumped on them to make me drink more water. I hate drinking water when I'm not thirsty. I drank a LOT of water every day, but according to one website not enough according to my weight.
Anyway, I did pretty well during the work week and by the Friday I had lost 3 lbs.
Friday night we had the lasagna I made for Marks birthday, which was also considerably healthier than I used to make it, but still pretty damned good.
The weekend I thought was going to wash out the pounds I lost during the week. I had cake Friday, and drinks at the bar and 2 slices of pizza at the after party. Saturday and Sunday I felt like I ate a lot and didn't drink that much water. I weighed** in this morning another pound lighter, so I lost 4 lbs last week. Pretty cool.

**As I was writing that I was called to a meeting where the owner told me I had to lay my assistant off - she is also my cousin and very good friend. I hate this place. At least I don't feel like eating breakfast now.

Setting goals

2008-09-22T11:26:00.002-04:00

Oy oy oy. I gotta set some goals.

So, my goal is to lose 94 lbs by mid April.

That will bring my BMI down to just under 30%.

That is 3 lbs a week, for 32 weeks.

That is a tough goal, but shit, even if I only lose 1 lb a week I'll be down 32 lbs, and that's better than gaining.

The way I will achieve this goal:

Drink lots of water. No less than 5 16.9 oz bottles a day. This is not that hard, even though I don't like to drink when I don't feel thirsty and it makes ALL the difference.

Exercise every day is some way. I can walk if nothing else, and if the weather is inclement I can do some exercises in the house. I will print up a 30 minute routine for home. I can also take advantage of those stupid on-demand shows on cable. I will allow yoga to replace cardio exercises 2 days a week. I can't wait till snow season. Shoveling snow is my favorite workout!

Eat healthy food and severely reduce fast food intake. There just aren't many healthy options when I eat out and the portions are too big. I will buy food for the work week and I will eat it at work, no matter if the others eat out. I will ask mom to help with these goals by cooking low fat dinners, which she already does pretty well. I will allow 1-2 snacks a day, but only very low in fat and only after I drink a bottle of water.

Keep a food log, including what is eaten, when, and the calorie and fat content. I will also log my weight gain/loss.

You know, I feel like such a failure and I feel like such a fool trying AGAIN. Why even bother fooling myself that I am serious. Why write this down publicly, just to fail publicly. I don't know - for some reason I still have hope.

I has Kittens

2008-09-14T19:39:00.006-04:00

I was getting ready to go to out last night when I heard my mom yelling from outside "Kim, come quick!". I ran outside into the rain, thinking she found a hurt raccoon in our garbage can or something, but instead saw he pulling a soaking wet kitten through the fence. The kitten immediately snuggled to mom. I heard another kitten, so I ran into the jungle of my neighbors back yard and grabbed another one. This one was also soaked and dirty - and spitting! I rubbed it's chin for a minute and it relented.

So, now we have 2 wild kittens that were in the rain with no momma in sight. Mom says maybe we should put them back. I was thinking something must have been wrong if they were out in the rain alone, so I brought them in the house. They cleaned up well and are adorable, of course. They seem to be about 4 weeks old - 5 at the most. They have some teeth and like to play. I will care for them for a couple weeks, then find good homes for them - to people who can afford to fix them.

The lady two doors down feeds the feral cats. Now, instead of couple roaming the neighborhood, like a few years ago, there's like 20. I say if you love cats and worry about their well being, fix them. She's gonna have 40 cats next year. Eventually she's gonna stop feeding them, and then there's gonna be a LOT of dead cats in this neighborhood.

I have dreams about kittens. I LOVE kittens. This is cool! I wish I could keep them.

Hurricane Ike

2008-09-12T15:34:00.002-04:00

I am fascinated with Ike, as it rolls in to Texas. I think I am especially interested because I have some online friends who live in it's path. Christine lives 1/4 mile from the coast and another lives in or near Houston. Christine evacuated yesterday, leaving a business that opened just a couple weeks ago.

I have always gotten a kick out of the power of nature, and I don't think Ike will disappoint me. I found some webcams in Galveston that were pretty cool, but they went offline late this morning. I am frequenting www.weather.com here at work and watching the video. I love watching people try to give reports in high winds and heavy rain! I love destruction (as long as it's not my stuff)! Everything short of people getting hurt is so cool to watch! How lucky am I to live in a time where we can watch hurricanes land?

I'm going home and turning on the weather channel.

P.S. - we had a frickin plague of flying ant things in our neighborhood yesterday. the grass sparkled with their wings. WTF?

9/11

2008-09-11T08:25:00.002-04:00

I think back to September 11th, 2001, often. Not like an obsession, but....

I don't know how it changed anyone else, but for me it made me realize that the sense of security was false and anything could happen any time. Just like the way my car accident taught me that your life can be altered in 2 seconds of shocking metal crunching, the terrorist attack taught me that it can happen here, and there's nothing I can do about it. I was in Boston that day, close to the airport. I felt very vulnerable. It could have been worse. We are lucky that our lives have gone back to normal.

Oh yeah, 9/11 also made me feel patriotism. I suddenly felt like a small part of a greater whole, The United States of America. I wanted to fly a flag, not because everyone was doing it, but because the flag meant something to me for the first time.

I don't know what I can do about those events 7 years ago, but I remember and mourn the lives lost, and the innocence lost that day. I also say thank you to the people who are keeping me as safe as they can.

Some Funny Shit Right Here

2008-09-10T20:51:00.000-04:00

Give it a minute. It'll grow on you. Enjoy!!

Republicans

2008-09-04T23:11:00.002-04:00

Hrm.

I watched Sarah Palin last night, and John McCain tonight. Palin is... charming, tho her voice could get on my nerves. McCain was not as good of a public speaker as Palin, but I liked what they both had to say. I appreciated the fact that McCain didn't pretend that the republicans did well these past eight years. He implied by telling us all of the things that he will not do. He led me to believe that he is a humble man, partially due to is POW days, and who doesn't respect POW's fur cryin out loud.

I watched Obama as well. I did not see his VP. He was also charming and said some things I liked.

So, are they full of shit like all of the other politicians that I have given the time to listen to, believed in them, only to be disappointed later?

Now I'll have to keep an eye out for the debates. Right now I am leaning towards McCain. I just don't want to choose wrong, you know? Does my vote count for shit? I don't really know, but I still take it seriously. Crap. I hate politics. A LOT.

Change

2008-09-02T08:15:00.003-04:00

Well, life will be changing again. Change is usually good, as it is in this case, but I will be missing Mark. Mark is starting his school year today. He will have classes/labs 6 days a week. He will also be working, and on top of homework I will see much less of him. I am very happy! No, not because I will be sleeping alone again, but because he is doing something that will ultimately make his life better.

I have no idea if this change is going to impact our relationship while he is going to school, but I am assuming it will. I think we should get through it just fine and come early May he will have his degree and then who knows what changes will come.

Congratulations Mark - and good luck! MMMMmmmwah!

Fatties

2008-08-18T11:42:00.002-04:00

So my drive thru idea needs a little more explanation I think.

My target group are people like me. Fat, hating it, and too lazy to do anything about it. Perfect for Michigan.

My menu structure will take the work out of eating right. The food will appeal to people who live to eat, as opposed to people in HI, who eat to live. The meals will be under a certain number of fat grams, calories and sodium. The meals will be properly proportioned. There will be a veggie category, a carb category and a protein category to choose from. There might be a dessert you can add on, that will be small and fairly healthy as well. If someone ate at my drive thru for all 3 meals they would either lose weight or maintain a healthy weight.

The menu would be simple, with maybe 4 choices in each category, plus an extra choice in each category that will change daily, so you will have variety, but can also count on having something to fall back on if you don't like the daily special.

This is my first time writing this down, so keep that in mind when reading and of course suggestions are welcome:

Group A
Veggies

Garden salad - small dressing portions
Mixed steamed veggies - lightly seasoned
Steamed broccoli - yum!

Group B
Carbs

Baked potato - small portion butter/sour cream on the side
Baked Sweet potato fries - anyone try these?
Seasonal fruit bowl - mmm... pineapple, melons, Michigan cherries...

Group C
Protein

Skinless seasoned chicken - juicy and hot
Tofu something - beats me but I need something vegetarian... oh some veggie burgers age good!
lean beef tips maybe?

So those are some ideas for the stuff that's always there. You pick A, B, and C and pay a flat rate. I was thinking 4 in each category, but I gotta get back to work. Maybe there could be something that was all 3 in 1 pot... stew. Plus don't forget the daily special food to add... maybe that's enough.

2nd Post before bed

2008-08-17T23:30:00.005-04:00

Gad, you know this idea is exciting. It's really annoying me actually. Here is a look at the location that inspired this idea:

6778 Middlebelt Road
Garden City, MI 48135

View Larger Map

I don't know why it wont work, but if you click "view larger map" you'll see it.

The Mission Statement

2008-08-17T20:25:00.001-04:00

Provide healthy whole food meals that are filling and flavorful.

I somehow ended up at www.sba.gov. I think it is a very helpful site. What I am going to do is play with this idea, even thought I feel foolish for wasting my time on something that could never happen. I know, it could happen. I could open up a fast food joint and revolutionize the food industry. I could single handedly remove Michigan from the top 10 list of fattest states. I would be self employed and teach Sadie the value of working hard. But I feel like I am wasting my time. I'm a bored office manager and lazy to boot. I'm also bored out of my mind with life and might just blossom doing something this cool.

I mean this is a good idea, right? I eat out many days a week, especially at lunch time when I'm working. I do not have time to cook a good breakfast and dinner lately is only healthy because I have a mother that stays at my house and cooks for Sadie and I. Every time I eat out it is a struggle to find something that I want to eat, is fast and easy to get, and is healthy.

I have many ideas for this restaurant. I have many Mission Statements running through my head. I have many names for the business, though none of them are good enough yet. I have many ideas for the food offered, the people who will eat the food, the prices of the food, the location, where the ingredients will come from.

I welcome input. The name is so important. It should convey so much in a word or two.

I plan on using the thesaurus for the following words:

good
healthy
fast
delicious
inexpensive
easy

I came up with all kinds of names Friday night in bed, while Mark was probably wishing I'd shut up and go to sleep. Neither of us have a good memory, so these are off the top of my head:

Tried and True (Healthful Meals) - I remember that one
Fit Meals
Wholesome Meals
Hearty Fare
Simply Sinless

yawn

I'm just going through these words hoping to think of something clever. I'm going to bed.

Auto Accident

2008-08-15T19:19:00.002-04:00

I was driving down Middlebelt road dreaming about the fantastic new restaurant I could open at the old Dairy King, when the traffic came to a halt. The accident was at Joy, which is where I was turning, so I continued on, hoping the cars were still there so I could see. I always feel bad for wanting to see, but I want to see. I want to see a car reduced to a chunk of car bits. I want to see the owners of the cars standing around, unhurt, of course.

I arrived at the scene within a couple of minutes just as the wreckers were getting in to position. A sedan was pushed up under the backside of a large pick-up. There was also a minivan quite damaged on the other side of the intersection. I came up with my theory on how the accident happened, based on the damage and position of the vehicles. I guess I like to do that.

Then I found myself choking on tears. What's up with that. It happens every time I see an accident scene now that I think about it. It is very upsetting for me to actually see an accident happen.

So my theory on what is goin on in my head, because I really have no idea:

I am empathizing with the victims of the accident. It is life changing to be in an accident. I must really have been upset by my car accident back in KC. That was a very traumatic incident for me. I can't think of anything else that I can empathize so much with that it brings me to tears. Actually, I have fantasies about accidents. It often involves Sadie and I and Sadie is ok, but I am dying and yelling "is Sadie ok?". If the idea of Sadie being killed in the accident enters my brain it is automatically followed by my suicide. Sorry guys. Anyway, I guess seeing the accidents kinda takes me back to my accident. There was blood and ambulances and pain and shock. I was out of it for much of it, thought Jesse said we were talking. That accident taught me that life can be horribly altered within seconds. It taught me that it can come out of no where, and sometimes there isn't even a second to mentally prepare. That was the most disturbing to me. I didn't see it coming. It could happen again and there's noting I can do about it. Maybe seeing the accident on the way to pick up Sadie today reminded me.

Boycotts

2008-08-13T14:58:00.004-04:00

I kinda want to spend a day on this and I bet I would still not be done, but I will start. My thought here is that it seems like there is a good reason to boycott so many businesses. For instance:

( http://www.iamscruelty.com/ )Iams and P&G Cause Animals to Suffer Needlessly For nearly 10 months in 2002 and early 2003, a PETA investigator went undercover at an Iams contract testing laboratory, where a dark, sordid secret was discovered beneath the dog- and cat-food manufacturer’s wholesome image. Our investigator found dogs who had gone crazy from intense confinement in barren steel cages and cement cells, dogs who had been left on a filthy paint-chipped floor after chunks of muscle had been hacked from their thighs, dogs who had been surgically debarked, and horribly sick dogs and cats who were languishing in their cages, neglected and left to suffer without veterinary care.

Therefore boycott: (X means I use at least occasionally)

Febreze Air Fresheners
Old Spice
Secret X
Charmin X
Dreft
Luvs
Pampers
Puffs X
Duracell X
Ivory
Noxzema
Olay X
Safeguard
Zest
CoverGirl X
Max Factor X
Cascade X
Dawn X
Joy
Always X
Tampax X
Aussie X
Head & Shoulders
Herbal Essences
Infusium 23
Pantene
Clairol
Align
Braun
Fibersure
Metamucil
Pepto-Bismol
Prilosec OTC
ThermaCare
Vicks X
Bounty X
Mr. Clean
Mr. Clean AutoDry Carwash
Swiffer
Bounce X
Cheer
Downy X
Era
Gain
Tide X
Crest
Fixodent
Gleem
Scope
Oral-B
Eukanuba
Iams
Actonel
Asacol
Dantrium
Dantrium IV
Didronel
Enablex
Macrobid
Macrodantin
BOSS
bruno banani
ESCADA
Ghost Giorgio Beverly Hills
Valentino
Braun
Gillette X
Noxzema
Folgers
Home Café
Millstone
Pringles X

OK, yikes. I use a LOT of P & G products!!

And how about THIS:

avoid buying products and services from countries that aren't free (where sweatshops are generally common and environmental standards are usually low).

AND:

avoid eating processed foods and don't eat anything that has been injected with anything or sprayed with anything. Don't eat animals.

Oh, and I almost forgot: Boycott WALMART! Cuts costs=harm others.

So, I'm thinking all of these things are good. Boycotting these things would make life better for someone, thought not me usually. I like the idea of living in a clearing somewhere surrounded by woods with a garden that would sustain my family all year round. We would have a well and a spring and make our own clothes. But then I think... but Domino's doesn't deliver to the woods so never mind.

And dammit doesn't it kinda suck that you can type in pretty much anything and someone will tell you why you shouldn't use/consume it. I want to be a good person and do my part I guess, but at what cost and is it for a good enough reason? Should I feel like an asshole for using my Gillette razor and my Aussie shampoo that I love so? Dangit.

I am surrounded by idiots

2008-08-12T16:44:00.002-04:00

I don't think I'm that smart. I think I'm just smart enough to be aware of the fact that I'm not as bright as I'd like to be. Some people - MANY people - don't know they aren't very bright. Have they EVER even thought about it. Life must be good... just going along, day to day, not wishing for more. Not thinking they suck for being so lame.

They never think about the person behind them when they're driving 30 in a 40.

They never wonder what the person is thinking about the on the other end of the phone when they call for the FIFTIETH time in a day with ANOTHER stupid waste of time question at work.

I could come up with at least 10 acts of idiocy I witnessed today. I'm not meaning to judge. I do stupid shit sometimes. I left my keys in the ignition at the zoo Saturday. I'll admit it. The people I'm talking about are walking around like idiots doing idiot things saying idiot things and driving their idiot selves around while they risk our lives in their minivans all the frickin time.

Toledo Zoo

2008-08-10T19:04:00.003-04:00

The trip to the Toledo Zoo was successful. The photo opportunities were not as great a at the Detroit Zoo, so I will judge the Detroit Zoo a better zoo. Well, come on, give us something! The polar bears were pretty frickin happy in Toledo. I have some footage of it and will blog a clip one of these days when I learn how. Here are my pics from the zoo:

Tell me what you think

2008-08-06T14:12:00.003-04:00

All I did was drive to CVS for some cold medicine and FUCK! I forgot the tissues. Anyway, I encountered so many frickin IDIOTS that I came up with a plan. Feel free to add:

Every legal citizen of the United Stated, carrying a valid drivers license and who has a perfect driving record for the past five years should be allowed to carry a gun - a paint gun. Whenever you see an idiot doings something idiotic on the road that directly effects you, like not turning left on a green fucking turn arrow, you should be allowed to shoot them once. With permanent paint. OK, so then what? Well I figure after a car has say 10 spots on their car we should be allowed to shoot them with a real gun with a real bullet. Thin the heard. I mean really. Breeding of idiots is getting out of hand. I drove a mile to CVS and could have shot 5 people. Pay a fucking tention people.

And then there's CVS. Do you know the lady (idiot) wouldn't start scanning my stuff till I gave her my CVS card? I told her I had one somewhere and to go ahead while I find it and she stood there. I said can't you ring me up before I give you my card? She said NO. Come the fuck on. And then I had to wait for a long line of coupons. She said OOH, you've got coupons and then handed me a 6 foot receipt. If this frickin CVS card is so dang important why doesn't it have the coupons on it? Who's running the show there? IDIOTS. So, maybe we need to mark these people too. A big black sharpie. She would have had a big X on her forehead by the end of our transaction.

I'm really pretty level headed. I swear.

It's just
driving
with the idiots
gets to me.

Couple a things

2008-08-06T11:40:00.003-04:00

OK, first - thanks Joe C - this was the first one I came across that I had to post. Second - how can I fix the overlapping going on in my blog? This will probably get covered up too. Blah!

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Red Meat

2008-08-06T11:12:00.002-04:00

From
http://www.redmeat.com/redmeat/

I first caught Red Meat in the Kansas City Star, when I was in college in KC, MO back in 1990. I am especially fond of Milkman Dan and Karen. This the only online comic I ocassionally check out, as it feeds my twisted sense of humor, and I thought I would share it with those who like comics online.

Tired

2008-08-05T10:25:00.003-04:00

I am so tired of feeling like crap in some sort of way all of the time. I am trying to get a handle on my weight again. So far so good. I think that must be the root of all of my problems.

I have a stinkin head cold now. I don't want to be that sick person. I don't want to be that person who ALWAYS has something wrong with them. I don't want to have friends who think oh here she goes again, what's wrong with her now. What worries me most is being that person to my boyfriend. My healthy boyfriend. I don't want to talk about my body... but my face is packed with snot! I feel like shit! My belly hurts from cramps! My neck still hurts! Dangit.

Who gets a cold in summer anyway?

Okay, well... If I don't want to be that person I have to stop being that person, right? I will SHUT THE FUCK UP, eh? I will continue my weight loss regime, which consists of me eating diet meals and taking a pill that will make me shit my pants of I eat more than 15 grams of fat at a sitting. It's working pretty well, as I'm pretty opposed to shitting my pants.

I will look in to yoga, Cassie, I really will. I know it would be very beneficial. It just costs money and takes time - so I gotta make it work somehow. I will be cheery. I will be a GO GETTER. I will... I will... I will... ugh my face really hurts.

Mark

2008-08-04T13:40:00.003-04:00

So, Saturday night we had a casual blog discussion with a group of friends. I said the honeymoon phase of our relationship must be over, because Mark does not expound on his love for me anymore. He said he would still do that if I blogged more often, and not just youtube nostalgia videos.

I'm not sure if that means he's been holding back on his feeling for me, or maybe it means he doesn't have the same feelings for me because I don't blog often enough. My guess is that he pulled that reasoning out of his ass and has nothing to back it up with. After all, our relationship is not based on blogging at all, as far as I know.

I think that our relationship has moved to a level of comfort and he is no longer consumed by amazement that he loves me and I love him. As it should be, right? I too am comfortable in our relationship. But - I still like reading about me. I suppose he likes reading about himself too, tho when I did it before I think he felt like he was up on a pedestal, because I only wrote down his wonderful qualities, which made him uncomfortable because he is less than perfect.

Mark and I complement each other. I crave affection, he likes to be affectionate. He likes big butts, and he cannot lie... I got that going on, and I like tall and skinny. He is smart and capable and I know it and he needs to know it too, so I help him feel more confident, as he does for me too. We fit together well and how nice it is to be comfortable after only 5 months. Oh yeah... we BOTH like sex... woo hoo! He makes me want to be a better person, and I think I do the same for him.

So, there. I have blogged. I even blogged about him, tho he did not even imply that that was what he was looking for... but perhaps that was what he meant.

Look at this: He even carries my purse for me... now that's a man in love, who is secure in his masculinity!

Greatest American Hero

2008-07-31T16:34:00.001-04:00

If Jesse, my brother, ever READ MY BLOG! then he would love this one. It was our favorite show back in the day.

B is for Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles, bubbles

2008-07-31T10:44:00.002-04:00

I am quite excited to have found this song. I sing it to Sadie often at bath time, tho I couldn't recall how the end of the song went. Now I have it! The only bummer is that I could not find the original Sesame Street version. I'll keep an eye out.