Why is it.. when you are bored..everything seems to take forever, yet when you are busy time flies? It seems to move at such a rate of speed that you feel like you are getting behind instead of ahead or running on schedule. Maybe time is truly a perception and not an actuality. Been super busy this week. So busy that I honestly can't believe it is Thursday and wonder what has happened to my week.
Thanks to Dixie, I am officially hooked on Dancing with the Stars. That is one of the luxuries I allow myself. So I watch it online on Tuesdays. That takes care of one relaxing time this week. But everything else. Pretty much a blur.
I sell on eBay, so many trips to the post office. Trips to the bank. I even held my first flea market show this week. Except to the setting it up and the hauling of all the stuff there, I had a total blast and the day just flew. The flea market actually proved to me that there are still genuine nice people out there. Since I didn't think it through, such as bathroom breaks, socks, food and coffee. So there I was freezing and one lady brings me socks. She said I was making her colder. Cracked me up. Another lady brought me coffee. One man was nice enough to watch my booth so I could run to the ladies. THANK GOD! and yet another man like our conversation so much he brought me breakfast.
Well, off I run again. Another trip to the Post Office and bank. Then I think I will treat myself with some shopping. Hey, what can I say. Down deep I am such a girl.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Raining and Pouring
Well folks, when it rains it pours. Been absent again. This time both of the kids were and are still sick. The youngest managed to acquire tonsillitis and the oldest caught my strep. So tons of fun here in the Queen's household. You would think being a Queen there would be some help, but then I remember, mine is a tiny kingdom. All the people in it are sick. The only person not physically ill is me and I am sick in the head.
Had to take the little one to the emergency room. Pretty sure going to have to go again this afternoon to take the oldest. Too bad they don't give you frequent flyer miles for going to the hospital.
Had to take the little one to the emergency room. Pretty sure going to have to go again this afternoon to take the oldest. Too bad they don't give you frequent flyer miles for going to the hospital.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Back In The Saddle Again
I must say in complete honesty, it is much better not being sick. So I am back up and running.
I know that a lot of us run through our days and they end up in such a blur. Can you even remember the little things that made you smile that day? Were there any little things? Could something as tedious as going to Wal-Mart be fun? Just some simple ordinary questions.
To answer at least one: YES! Sometimes I am so busy that I think life is passing me by at such a rate of speed that I sometimes have to actually figure out my age. Not a joke. But today. No matter how dramatic the post office was, the only one in there and still had to wait an hour, not joking. And no matter how time consuming grocery shopping can be, not to mention annoying. I was still able to enjoy my day. Now you might be asking yourself this, "How could she have a good day after being stuck in the post office for an hour and then have to go grocery shopping?"
Well I am going to answer that for you.
Along for this painful outing with me was my undaunted 6 year old. Oh, I heard mom's cringe when they read that. Yep, I had my little man with me. All in all, he was great. Had one small moment, but the rest of the time, he is the only reason I am positive tonight. While waiting on the silly machine to be fixed at the post office, we went for a walk. Nothing major. Since I live in the country and the nearest town is super tiny, wasn't far to walk. We walked to the corner store (literally a corner store), got something to drink then heading back to see if the machine was working. It wasn't. So we packed up our packages, all twenty of them, back into the trunk of the car (did I mention, little man helped carry the boxes?). And off to yet another tiny town in the boonies to see if their post office would work. Thankfully it did. We then left that town for a country drive to the closest town with a Wal-Mart.
This is the fun part. All my little guy wanted was one of those bouncy balls. I would say about the size of a soccer ball maybe. So I gave in and said yes. I couldn't be more thankful. The rest of my shopping, which by the way could have be horrible with a 6 year old running wild with a ball, but it wasn't. Instead, the ball was put under his shirt and I was treated to him walking around saying "Get in my belly!" I tell you, I tried not to laugh to hard. Some employee stocking the freezer about dropped his box of food cracking up at him. An older woman dropped her bread and a young couple asked if he was for sale. Jokingly of course. That was my highlight.
It made a painful trip to the post office totally worth it.
I know that a lot of us run through our days and they end up in such a blur. Can you even remember the little things that made you smile that day? Were there any little things? Could something as tedious as going to Wal-Mart be fun? Just some simple ordinary questions.
To answer at least one: YES! Sometimes I am so busy that I think life is passing me by at such a rate of speed that I sometimes have to actually figure out my age. Not a joke. But today. No matter how dramatic the post office was, the only one in there and still had to wait an hour, not joking. And no matter how time consuming grocery shopping can be, not to mention annoying. I was still able to enjoy my day. Now you might be asking yourself this, "How could she have a good day after being stuck in the post office for an hour and then have to go grocery shopping?"
Well I am going to answer that for you.
Along for this painful outing with me was my undaunted 6 year old. Oh, I heard mom's cringe when they read that. Yep, I had my little man with me. All in all, he was great. Had one small moment, but the rest of the time, he is the only reason I am positive tonight. While waiting on the silly machine to be fixed at the post office, we went for a walk. Nothing major. Since I live in the country and the nearest town is super tiny, wasn't far to walk. We walked to the corner store (literally a corner store), got something to drink then heading back to see if the machine was working. It wasn't. So we packed up our packages, all twenty of them, back into the trunk of the car (did I mention, little man helped carry the boxes?). And off to yet another tiny town in the boonies to see if their post office would work. Thankfully it did. We then left that town for a country drive to the closest town with a Wal-Mart.
This is the fun part. All my little guy wanted was one of those bouncy balls. I would say about the size of a soccer ball maybe. So I gave in and said yes. I couldn't be more thankful. The rest of my shopping, which by the way could have be horrible with a 6 year old running wild with a ball, but it wasn't. Instead, the ball was put under his shirt and I was treated to him walking around saying "Get in my belly!" I tell you, I tried not to laugh to hard. Some employee stocking the freezer about dropped his box of food cracking up at him. An older woman dropped her bread and a young couple asked if he was for sale. Jokingly of course. That was my highlight.
It made a painful trip to the post office totally worth it.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Stalled Engine
It never fails. Just when I am getting back into the swing of things. Drama, crap. Whatever you wish to call it happens. Guess that would explain the title of my blog. Duh? I disappeared again. But this time in my defense I was in the hospital for two days and in bed sick the other two. Denying the fact that I needed to go to the hospital or trying to not go. I caught strep throat. A normal sickness. Usually.
And since I have had it before I usually know how to handle it. But this time it nearly killed me. No joke. I finally went to the hospital when I was finally able to see my throat and see what I had going on. I went to the ER and they treated me. Shot me in the bum with the world's worst shot. Even the nurse said it was the worse shot she had to give. It is apparently a time released medicine, so no more taking ten days of penicillin. For all the pain it caused my butt, you would think it would work. Nope. No such luck. At least for this drama queen. Nothing is ever normal for me.
I end up even sicker. Can't even hold down water. Finally officially dehydrated. I get someone to take me to the ER yet again. Have you ever went to see a doctor for strep and he looks at your throat and literally jumps back and says "Holy Shit!"? Well I have. My throat scared the doc. He fixed me up though. I am still sick. But now I am able to stay awake for about an hour at a time. Feeling better, but not feeling well. So, I will be back. Just need a wee bit more rest.
And since I have had it before I usually know how to handle it. But this time it nearly killed me. No joke. I finally went to the hospital when I was finally able to see my throat and see what I had going on. I went to the ER and they treated me. Shot me in the bum with the world's worst shot. Even the nurse said it was the worse shot she had to give. It is apparently a time released medicine, so no more taking ten days of penicillin. For all the pain it caused my butt, you would think it would work. Nope. No such luck. At least for this drama queen. Nothing is ever normal for me.
I end up even sicker. Can't even hold down water. Finally officially dehydrated. I get someone to take me to the ER yet again. Have you ever went to see a doctor for strep and he looks at your throat and literally jumps back and says "Holy Shit!"? Well I have. My throat scared the doc. He fixed me up though. I am still sick. But now I am able to stay awake for about an hour at a time. Feeling better, but not feeling well. So, I will be back. Just need a wee bit more rest.
Monday, March 16, 2009
A Ladies Man In the Making
So, here is the real deal. I went on a parent/student educational retreat with my youngest, who is now 6. I was educated alright. I didn't know I was going to have to run interference. My little guy has four little girls with crushes on him. I almost had to stop a fight. They all wanted to sit next to him. Absolutely adorable. Until....
He is 6 and has girls chasing him already??? OMG! Okay, shook that off.
The retreat was quite interesting, besides the tiny tot antics. There was lectures and seminars that help with at home education, which in turn will help them out in school. There was one lecture that the children were included in on. For the love of Pete, I have no idea why they would expect little ones to sit through an hour lecture. But during this lovely time. One little girl got in trouble by her mama. Yep, my son was involved. He was sitting and reading and the next thing you know, he was being kissed. I thought the girls mother was going to pass out.
I was personally too busy laughing to be of any assistance. The rest of the day, they walked around holding hands and hugging. Thankfully, no more kisses.
My little man said, "Mom, I didn't kiss her. She kissed me."
I responded with, "Did you like it?"
He looked up at me, giggled and said, "No."
A "Yeah, right." went flying through my head. I know better. But, that is something I can wait a long time for him to admit.
He is 6 and has girls chasing him already??? OMG! Okay, shook that off.
The retreat was quite interesting, besides the tiny tot antics. There was lectures and seminars that help with at home education, which in turn will help them out in school. There was one lecture that the children were included in on. For the love of Pete, I have no idea why they would expect little ones to sit through an hour lecture. But during this lovely time. One little girl got in trouble by her mama. Yep, my son was involved. He was sitting and reading and the next thing you know, he was being kissed. I thought the girls mother was going to pass out.
I was personally too busy laughing to be of any assistance. The rest of the day, they walked around holding hands and hugging. Thankfully, no more kisses.
My little man said, "Mom, I didn't kiss her. She kissed me."
I responded with, "Did you like it?"
He looked up at me, giggled and said, "No."
A "Yeah, right." went flying through my head. I know better. But, that is something I can wait a long time for him to admit.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Back In The Saddle Again!
I know what you are thinking. She disappears for a year and comes back and we are supposed to read her blog? Nope. You don't have to. And I totally understand. Life was just so crazy. Unbelievably insane. Not sure some of it happened myself. I was living in Florida. But I am back in Indiana. Hint Hint Dixie. Still up for that meet if you are up for it. Maybe I can make this a productive blog. Not one just about my crazy insane life, which by the way should be a movie. At least then I could get some money. LOL.
I am not doing the Adventures In Waitressing. I am no longer a waitress. I just couldn't work for the same restaurant here. The managers we horribly useless. Rude and multi-dysfunctional. Terrible combination. Truly. I am now working from my home. Selling and buying on ebay. For myself and others. It is so nice to be with my children. I used to work nights and being a single mom, I hardly ever got to see them. They were having trouble in school and with each other. Since I have been home, my youngest has soared to the top of his class and my oldest (help keep me from strangling teenagers with ADHD) has actually shown some behavioral changes for the better. So now I am not trying to repeatedly pull my hair out. I am down to wanting to pull it out every other day. Looking forward to not going bald now.
I will be back with more. I have several ideas for this blog. HONEST. First I have to learn how to do a few things.
OH SOCCER MOM!!!! I might just have some questions for you (wink wink).
I am not doing the Adventures In Waitressing. I am no longer a waitress. I just couldn't work for the same restaurant here. The managers we horribly useless. Rude and multi-dysfunctional. Terrible combination. Truly. I am now working from my home. Selling and buying on ebay. For myself and others. It is so nice to be with my children. I used to work nights and being a single mom, I hardly ever got to see them. They were having trouble in school and with each other. Since I have been home, my youngest has soared to the top of his class and my oldest (help keep me from strangling teenagers with ADHD) has actually shown some behavioral changes for the better. So now I am not trying to repeatedly pull my hair out. I am down to wanting to pull it out every other day. Looking forward to not going bald now.
I will be back with more. I have several ideas for this blog. HONEST. First I have to learn how to do a few things.
OH SOCCER MOM!!!! I might just have some questions for you (wink wink).
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
I am SO pissed!!
Isn't that a cute bra???
So I go and file my taxes. I am getting back a decent amount of money. So I pick the 1 to 2 day refund. I make plans with my kids and I even go to Lane Bryant and put some clothes on hold. Since the only time I buy nice ones are once a year. I am getting excited and all and then I even find my 1,000.00 partial refund I was missing from a few years ago. So why am I pissed you ask? THE FUCKERS WON'T GIVE ME MY MONEY!!! Yep.. apparently they decided they need more then 1 or 2 days. So now I have to wait for 8 to 15 days. I am officially broke because I was counting on that money today so I went out and spent what I did have on a fun evening with my kids. The clothes I had on hold will now be gone. They will only hold them for 24 hours not two fucking weeks. I spent two damn hours trying on clothes yesterday because I am a picky bitch. Now I will have to go and do it all over again. And I got me some cute bras and panties on hold. I can never find bras in my size. Let alone ones that have matching panties. So I am a bit peeved about that as well. Oh, and I must not forget, I cannot go to Vegas. I couldn't get approved. For some of you that know, a certain someone said "NO!" So this is turning out to be an all around sucky day. To top it off, my step mother had me on her cell phone plan, then ups and decides that I have to get my own phone. So I say okay, but did I get time to get my own phone? NOPE! So with no refund comes no phone so I don't even have a phone to call anyone to bitch about all of this shit for possibly two weeks. I am going to drive to work. Go stand in the freezer. Then I am going to scream until I either feel better or lose my voice.
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