Reward Day

So we won a contest at work. Usually not a big deal. But they had managed to hype it up so much that we were really excited about it. They said they were going to take us someplace fun and pay for everything. To give them credit, they did.

We all gathered at work and the boss man bought us all a drink. Naturally we ordered the more expensive ones. Then our manager starts to get power crazy and grouchy, since he has permanent PMS. He should have a period, since he is always on one anyways.

Now I arrived about a half an hour after our meet time. People were still not there and everyone was getting antsy. The last thing we want to do on our day off is sit at work. Finally everyone arrives and we think we can finally leave. Yeah, not happening. The manager just HAS something to do to drag down the leave time even further.

Finally on our way, we discover we are going to The Incredible Pizza Company. The games were fun. The buffet was nice. The go carts SUCKED. The bumper cars looked even more pathetic. So if you plan on going there for go carts. I recommend Great Times instead. BUT if you want arcade games and tokens. The Incredible Pizza Company was not half bad. The TV station was there and filmed some of my fellow employees in a pizza eating contest. Using no hands. That alone was worth the drive.

Had more fun at the bar we went to afterwards though. To be perfectly honest. But then I was able to drink there. ;o)

Oh What A Day And Night

There was a team contest at my work. I came in first and the whole team was able to go out, on the company for fun, games and drinking. Was fun. Even though we had a rocky start.

Per usual, drama had to ensue before I could even arrive. I managed not to be the last to arrive, but I was second to last. I had to run some errands. I found a pregnant kitty on the side of the road in bad condition, so I had to find a Humane Society. Which per normal took me forever. Then the cat kept coming over to my floorboard and getting underneath my pedals. Dangerous and aggravating. I finally get her to the shelter and hit the road again. Second stop Walmart. Normal. Or should be. But we are talking about the Drama Queen. Fifteen lines open, I get into the one that only had one person in it. Now, I know what you are thinking. How lucky is that? One person ahead of you at Wally World. Wow! Yeah, well that one person too FOREVER! I swear she didn't have that many items left on the conveyor belt when I got into line behind her. The next thing I know people were bringing her stuff from everywhere.

I so wanted to scream. She then pays with everything with food stamps. Now I understand if they need them. That is fine. But my two item purchase was short and simple, so I manage to do my transaction really quickly. I such a short time in fact, that I had the joy of watching said previous mentioned woman get into a BRAND NEW Blazer. Yep. Now here I am driving an 88 Thunderbird and barely making ends meet and she has a new truck. I just shook my head and walked on to my car.

Third stop. The band, ick. Wouldn't be a big deal but I rent from a friend, so I just deposit the money into his account. Now you would think that wouldn't be a problem, but leave it up to me to forget to bring the account number. There I am in the drive thru line trying to reach him to get his account number. He is not answering the phone. I finally get aggravated holding up the line and drive off to wait for him to return my call. Next thing I know, I am being chased down by a teller. I drove off with the cylinder thing you put your stuff in to send to the teller. OOPS! She manages to reach me as my phone rings with the person I had be trying to reach on the other end.

I accomplish my transaction. Apologize much to my embarrassment and finally am on my way to work.

I will write about that tomorrow. Since I yammered on for so long today,

And The Verdict Is...

My car is officially hating on me. So I thought I had managed to have my flat tired fixed. Nope. I go out to the car on Thursday afternoon and try to leave for work and the same tire is flat. So I find a ride to work and call the mechanic who swore to me he double checked for more then one leak and bitch. My roommate says the mechanic found a leak in the sidewall of the tire, which means, he really shouldn't repair it. Because driving on a repaired side leak is like asking for a car accident. It should come as no surprise that I had to dip into the rent money and buy tires.

One good thing about him coming to my house and fixing the tire is that he found out I have a bad tire rod. Oh wait. Did I say that was a good thing? It isn't. More money to be used to fix something else. It is good to find that out though, in the long run. An accident from a bad tire rod would rip up my front end of my car. Not to mention who knows what would happen if the car crashed.

Though normally rent would come first, this time the car does. Because I have to have it to go back and forth to work and my children ride in that car and I WILL NOT compromise their safety.

On the bonus side, I get to go to a baby shower today. Tiny clothes for tiny tots that I don't have to feed are always fun.

Until next time....

Been Super Busy

As you can probably tell, by the big gap in posts, I have been super busy. So busy in fact, that I hadn't realized how long it had been since I posted. Now you might ask yourself, "What exactly has kept her so busy?" I will tell you.

I am super excited to announce that I have been working on launching a woman's online magazine. OMG! Not another one?? Some might say. But truthfully it is my pride and joy. It launches on September 1st. It is one hundred percent different. I can't tell you much more about it at this time. For I do not want my ideas to be stolen. BUT..... please keep checking here. Thanks to a friendly message from a former reader of mine, I was inspired to take the time to post today. I was also inspired to keep up this blog.

On that note, I shall tell you that the Drama Demons struck me again. That is my name for the undeniable Karma I seem to have in life.

First off, I was so wrapped up in research that I lost track of time. Normal. So I hurry up and throw on my face, since I didn't have time to actually paint it. I run out the door. Jump in the car. Peel out of the drive way. Then surprise, surprise. I have a flat.

Now, here I am stuck in the middle of the road. Luckily, my ex husband skilled me in mechanics. I get out the crappy jack, which was soon replaced by my neighbors nice one. I loosen the bolts and proceed to change my tire. I pop on the donut and tighten the bolts. Drop the car and surprise!!!! That damn tire is flat and useless. So much for going to work. They told me to stay home. Naturally. See, I live out in the complete middle of NO WHERE!! It takes 20 minutes to get anywhere. So by the time I get to work, and that is after I get the tire MAGICALLY fixed, it would be later then they would need me.

Good thing I have a cool boss. My roommate took me into town to get one of the tires fixed. So now I have wheels again. There was a screw in the tire. So I was literally screwed today. Imagine that. Didn't even get a kiss. LOL

Changed My Mind

I know..How so like a woman to change her mind. But as much as I would relish the opportunity to make some money. I hated that site. So here I am back in action. New post tomorrow. Please ignore my indecisiveness.

I have moved sites

I moved because I have an opportunity to earn money with my writing. I know that sounds jaded, but I am a single mom and I need any money I can get. I hope you join me at the new place.

http://thereallifedramaqueen.today.com/

DARK IN THE PARK ON A LARK

Yeah I know the title is cheesy, but hey, what can I say? It was what actually happened. This weekend, my oldest. The fifteen year old that will be sixteen in about a week, eek!, brought me a paper. He then said, "Mom, can I go on an Easter egg hunt?" Before looking at the paper, I looked at him like he was crazy. He laughed and said "Read the paper. There is going to be prizes. I want the Xbox."

Right then, everything made sense. The local park was having a huge Easter egg hut for kids between sixth and twelfth grade. Each child or teen had to pay five dollars. I thought, what the hell. Left the young monster with a friend and headed off to the park with the oldest. The next thing I knew, I was in the midst of about 500 teenagers. 98% of them did not have a parent with them. Yep, even in the boonies, parents drop and run. Crazy. There was a D.J. and lots of loud music. It was actually fun watching the kids dance like mad. They were all waiting for it to be dark. I forgot to mention it was a nighttime egg hunt.

500 teenagers, 500 flashlights, 7,000 Easter eggs and 700 prizes. It was chaos when they let them all take off. The biggest prize was the before mentioned Xbox that my son wanted. He ended up with a bag of candy and grape flavor chap stick, which I teased him and said was meant for a girl.

I ended up being recruited to help supervise, surprise, surprise. Have you ever been at the bottom of a hill full of prize filled eggs and watched hundreds of teenagers charge down that same hill towards you? Rather intimidating. Just glad I wasn't an egg.

How was your weekend?