Happy Hump Day...Randomness

So, my mind is in a lot of different places today... Here's a brief summary as of this moment...

-Vegas obviously needs me. I get mailers for free hotel nights all the time. Given my current financial situation, as much as I'd like to go out, I just can't justify it right now. Yesterday I got one that I'm going to seriously consider. Three nights at NYNY free over New Years weekend. New Years weekend people! That's huge. Plus free food at participating retailers in NYNY and $200 in free play. Bring a friend for only $59 a night........ OMG, mecca is calling..... I need a vacation from real life and if I can get everything back on track here real soon, I'm gonna book it. Nevermind the fact I probably don't have anyone to go with, it doesn't even really matter to me right now. Vegas needs me and I need Vegas.....

-I'm seriously considering becoming a nonsmoker. The problem is, I like to smoke. Really, I do. I realize it's a nasty habit and blah, blah, blah, but I truely enjoy it. I've been sick for like a week now and I know that smoking is making it worse. Hell, I'm a pack a day kind of girl and have been smoking only 5 or 6 a day over the last week or so, just because I think I re-fractured my ribs in a coughing fit this weekend. I don't know. G keeps nagging on me to quit. He and I have a deal that by my 33rd birthday I have to quit anyway. I promised him that. So why not just do it now? I mean, it makes sense. I'm sick and don't wanna do it right now. I really can't afford the habit anymore, and when you have to choose between eating lunch and buying a pack of cigarettes and choose the cigarettes, you really should probably quit. I'm kinda afraid to I guess. It's been something that's been part of me for so long, I guess it kinda feels like I'm losing part of my identity. That sounds totally gay. I don't know, something to consider I guess. If I put that $6 a day into a jar....hello Vegas....

-Speaking of sick, holy crap, is like 1/2 the country sick right now or what? Brandon said that they told them in school out of 620 kids in grades 7 & 8 over 260 were out sick already this week. That shit is crazy. Lucky for me, my kids went to daycare as soon as they were able to when they were babies. We had a couple of years of MAJOR cooties, including Gavin having meningitis, but now, they don't get sick hardly at all. They truly have great immune systems. What this means though, is that even though they don't get sick, their grubby little hands bring home all the cooties to me. Then I've got Ev in daycare, which right now is just a cesspool of snot and drool. Yeah, everything's coming home to me from all fronts. It kinda makes me want to bathe in sanitizer. I've got bronchitis or an upper respiratory infection. Something like that. Whichever one it is, it probably is going to require drugs to cure and I don't get paid for like a week and a half, so I'll just have to suffer, hoping it doesn't turn into like pneumonia or something.

-Talked to Kyle last night. He makes me laugh. Apparently he mailed out the paper to get his tags renewed via mail when he got home last time. On his way back down to Kentucky he remembered that he did that and he didn't get them while he was home, so he's freaking out. His tags will officially expire while he's on the boat. He's asking me if he's gonna go to jail over expired tags. Really? They don't put people in jail for that shit.... Well, maybe they do, I always wait till the end of the month to get mine, just because unless a cop is running your plates, the sticker color is the same all month long. I told him not to do anything stupid on his way home and he'd be fine. He settled down after that.

Umm, I think that's it for now.  I promise that I'll get the pics up from the prank at Tara's house on Monday night, sometime soon!

May your hump day be fantastic!

How Boring Am I???

My weekend, yeah it pretty much was as uneventful as I told you it would be. Friday night, we chilled and I watched Kyle get absolutely shitfaced on Jager bombs. It was funny, but in the end, he knew his limit, so there are no blackmail pictures of him praying to the porcelain god. Bummer....

Saturday I went to soccer and we went and saw I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell. It was probably the funniest movie I've seen in a long time. If you need a good laugh and don't mind VERY crude guy humor, go and see it. I thought I was gonna pee my pants a couple of times. You just don't expect what's gonna happen. Also, if you do go and see it, the real Tucker is the best man in the wedding. He does a great job as coming off as a total dork. Umm, what else? Oh yeah, after the movie I got to have my cheeseburger and waffle fries. They did not disappoint!

I made the mistake of planning this whole evening during a home Ohio State game. I hate Ohio State fans. They are all douchebags. Didn't it figure that the only theater showing the movie was in the heart of douchebag land during a home game. What a cluster fuck. I love drunks trying to walk wherever they want in the street. How many points do I get for running some of them over? We made it to the theater without incident..... Lucky for them..... It actually worked out pretty well besides the detour to get to the theater. There was hardly anyone in the movie and by the time we walked over to Champps, the dinner crowd was thinning out. I got to see my beloved Penn State completely fuck up the end of their game while enjoying the best cheeseburger ever.

Sunday, well, there was the birthday party. Everyone was cordial. I bolted as soon as humanly possible to take Ev to his grandmas so that I could go home. All I wanted to do was veg watching some football and napping for the rest of the day. Kyle had gone down to southern Ohio riding 4 wheelers, so by the time he got back into town around 7, I was napped and ready to party. Ok, that's a lie. I could have laid there all evening.... Oh wait, that's pretty much what we did. BORING, but it was nice.

Yesterday I was supermom. Well, not really. I got up and took Ev to daycare, then laid in bed with a headache until 11. By then I only had about 3 1/2 hours till the big kids got home, so I set out to get some stuff done. I cleaned my carpets because Ev's gonna be mobile soon. Let me just say, I knew they were bad, but I could have barfed when I dumped that first cycle of water out. I would have shampooed until the water came out clear, but I ran out of cleaner and that shit's kinda expensive! It looks really good though. Now if my pig children will just take their fucking shoes off and not eat/drink in the living room, we'll be good! Once it dried I moved all the furniture back in and rearranged things a little. I'm not sure if I like it, but Gavin does, so that's probably how it's going to stay for the time being. I finished up all the laundry and cleaned up the "boy" bathroom to round out my afternoon. The boy bathroom was disgusting. This is why I have my own bathroom. I'm having a jewelry party on Thursday so I figured I needed to get a head start on cleaning though because the boy bathroom is also the main bathroom in our house.

Kyle was back from his place by 6 and I made potato soup for dinner. It was sooooo YUMMY. I'm finally getting the hang of it, but damn, it's really easy to over/under cook those potatoes! Dave came over and we all hung out for the rest of the evening. Kyle and I have been plotting some mischief down at Tara's house and last night we finally got it. I don't have the pictures loaded onto my computer yet, so I'll post that either tonight or tomorrow. Needless to say, it was super funny.

I guess that's about it for now. I said goodbye to Kyle this morning. He's back on the boat for another 28 days :( What can I say about it though? I wish he was home all the time, but at his age, this job is an incredible opportunity for him. Besides, we're kind of getting into this weird relationship thingy that I'm not quite ready for. This time away should be exactly what I need to get my priorities in check......Or miss him alot.

The Fat Stripper & KOL Concert

Ok, so in my post from last weekend, I mentioned the fat stripper at my sister's bar. Well, turns out they have a Tuesday night Girls Night where this girl comes in and teaches all the drunks how to pole dance. Fun times. Anyways, this girl totally had the moves and in normal every day life, I wouldn't call her fat. She's probably what would be considered average in this day and age. But, in my head all strippers have at least 36D boobies, a 28" waist and are about 5'11" with names like Candy. She had the boobs and the moves, but nothing else that did it for me. All the guys found it more than entertaining though....

Let's see, what else? I'm full of piss & vinegar today. I was so excited for the concert, but in the end it was kind of a let down. The venue really sucked ass. I've seen concerts there before and don't remember them being this bad. Or maybe it was because our seats were three rows from the top of the arena and sound wasn't good up there. I don't know, there could be a million reasons. Kyle had a good time and since he paid for the tickets, that's all that matters. Here are a couple of pics before the bands came on. When the lights went out, we were to far away to capture anything good on my camera without the 5x zoom which doesn't take anything but fuzzy pics.

I'm so going to Stone Temple Pilots. The venue they're playing in is nice and up close & personal. I'm busy planning my financial recovery right now and if I can't do anything else next month while K is back on the boat that concert is the one thing I'm doing.

I'll probably post something else here shortly, it's not like I have a whole lot to do today......

Did You Know?

• That it's super hard to get a good shave by the light of a candle?
• That it's even harder to put on makeup at 6:30 in the morning by that same candlelight?
• That it's premier week for pretty much all of my shows and I'm missing them?
• That my Lil E has grown roughly 2.6 lbs a month since he was born?
• That this blog has not featured any boobs in like a week?
• That Puffs makes a tissue that's doused in both Vicks and lotion?
• That the seats we have to the Kings of Leon concert tonight are 6 rows from the top of the arena and still cost over $100 for two tickets?
• That I am unusually spunky today?
• That seriously, someone took a dump on the floor in the bathroom at work today?
• That I have IBS, but it wasn't me that took the dump on the floor?

That is all, carry on with your day :)

Soooo.... Part 2

Well, I expected that she just might say no. What I didn't expect was that she was going to flip the fuck out on me screaming in front of people at my work that I was an awful parent and that she was going to have my kids taken away from me.

WTF????

Can I tell you people how many times our poor white trash existence was interrupted by no electricity in our trailer when I was a kid? How many times we had to go out to the gas oven and warm up because there was no other heat? Not to mention how dangerous that really is.... Well, let's see....lots.. I'm sure more times than I can remember. So for her to flip out on me like that over this one instance was absolutely ridiculous. I've been on my own since I was 18 and have never had my electric turned off.

Lately with the reduced paycheck, increase in my mortgage and other expenses related to the baby, I'm spending a little more than I'm making. I'm kind of in a bind though, because I really can't get a 2nd job, as much as I would like to get out of the house a few evenings a week. Gavin's sports schedule and finding someone to watch the baby just won't accommodate it. And she's certainly not going to run him all over the place, so whatever. I'm starting to get back to regular paychecks now, so I'll get it worked out.

Anyways, once she calmed down, she came back over asking if the boys could spend the night at her house. I told her no. If they were upset about not having electric, they could stay at Tara's house right down the street. Gavin calls me to ask me if I know the power's out and I tell him yes, sometimes things like this have to happen in order to have a roof over our heads at all. He says ok and hangs up the phone. When I get home, the kids are playing in the front yard as usual.

Gavin asks me if I purposely had the electric turned off because they haven't been listening to me. I told him no, though that would have been a good idea. I crash for a couple of hours because I'm still super sick. When I get up, it's raining outside and the kids are sitting in the living room playing Monopoly. It's refreshing seeing them do something besides sitting on the computer or in front of the tv.

As it gets dark, we gather candles and place them all over the house.  Brandon and Gavin decide that they will both sleep in Gavin's room because Brandon is afraid of the dark. By 9pm, all three kids are asleep and all is well.

As a side note, I still have running water and my water heater is gas, so it still functions. It's not like none of that works too. Besides, for hundreds of years people lived without electric, what's a few days in the grand scheme of things?? Maybe it'll make these kids understand there are things more important than computers and video games.....

Soooo....

Here I am. Feeling a hundred percent better than I did Sunday and yesterday. Good thing, because the Kings of Leon concert is tomorrow night. I'd hate to be sick for that.

Let's see, where did we leave off... Oh yeah, my post with my deadbeat ex. It's making its rounds on the internet, fun shit. I'm sure at some point it will reach someone he knows and I'll have to deal with the ramifications of posting something so evil. No worries, I can deal with it.

This weekend was good until I got sick. Friday night all the neighborhood girls attended a "toy" party down at April's house. I'd never been to one before and let me just say, it was a lot of fun. I'm no prude, but I had NO idea that there were that many "marital aids" out there, or for those of us who are single, dildos, vibrators, etc. I'm not gonna tell ya what I bought, but I'll suffice to say it'll make the 28 days when the boy isn't here go quicker, lol!

After the party, we all went to the local watering hole, doused in pheromones from the party. Lemme tell ya what, those things are no joke. If ya wanna be attracting people to ya, that's the way to go I guess. That place was off the hook! A good time was had by all. Kyle came up later on and eventually we made it back to my house.

Saturday I had to be up at the ass crack of dawn for soccer. Who the hell thinks it's cool for 12 year olds to have to play their opening game of a tournament at 7:30 am? I had to have the kid up at 6am, which is earlier than we even get up on school days to get him fed and motivated. Lucky for me, he's a morning kid. I left the other two in bed and returned home for them after the game.

Because my kid plays club soccer on a scholarship, I have to be the club's bitch sometimes. This time, I had to be at the field from 7am-4pm fielding tournament questions and helping idiots find their way. It was a LONG day. By the time I left at 4, my sinus cavity was raw from breathing dust all day long. This was no good, I had a birthday party to go to!

After a short nap, my friend Nicole called to see if I wanted to have dinner with her and her kid for me babysitting for her all the time. I said sure and E &  I were off to Max & Erma's for dinner. I love M&E, but this time sucked assholes. We waited 30 minutes for our appetizer and when we got it, it was cold. Then we waited another 40 minutes for two burgers and a kids meal. WTF?? Did you have to go out back and kill the fucking cow? I was on a time crunch and was pissed. People all around us were getting their food and even leaving before we got our stuff. I finally flagged down a manager and let him have it. He apologized and a minute later we had our food.....And it was cold..... Really????? I worked in the foodservice industry for a lot of years, so don't be blaming something on your kitchen when it's a little more than obvious that it's your servers who are slacking. Anyways, to make it all right, he comped our meal. Nice, but I didn't eat a whole lot of it because it was cold. Oh well, at least I had something in my belly so I could go out drinking...

Kyle was a little mad that I was late getting back to the house I think. We had plans to meet his dad up there so he could get into the bar. I don't know how most states are, but here you can get into a bar when you're under 21 if you're with your parent. Hell, you can even drink if they buy it for you! We went to my sister's bar because it was my brother in law's birthday party. They had a local band, SWAGG (who are awesome) and the UFC fights showing. It was lots of fun and there was this chick on the stripper pole who was killin us with her "moves". If there are any pics worth posting when I check my camera, I'll put them up.

Anyways, the sister asked me as soon as we walked into the bar where Kyle's dad was and once I pointed him out, she was like OH DAMN, he is your dad? I LOVE HIM!! Turns out he's a regular there. Good stuff, but his dad still wouldn't buy him a drink. No biggie, we chilled and enjoyed the fights and the music. Things were getting a little out of control around 1, so we called it a night.

Sunday morning I woke up dead ass sick. My head felt like it was swollen up to about three times it's normal size. Luckily I didn't have to be at soccer until 9:20. We won, which meant we made it to the finals, so I went back home to take a nap before the game at 3. When I woke up, I felt even worse. Went to the game, lost, came back home and went back to sleep. Kyle stopped by a couple of times to check on me, then around 9 came over to watch the Dallas/Giants game. I didn't even make it until half time.

Yesterday morning I woke up feeling even worse. I got E ready for daycare and took him. I got back to the house, emailed work saying I'd be in at 1 and went back to bed. When I woke up at 11, I noticed that my fan wasn't on..... FUCK, they shut off my electric. Right now I'm living in this constant state of no money, so I have to pick and choose what bills get paid. Apparently I have not been choosing the electric bill for awhile. I call them to see if they can turn it back on if I promise to make a payment on Friday when I get paid. No dice. Ok then.... WTF do I do?

Well, when I get to work, I ask my mom to borrow $300 until Friday. When she asks why, I tell her......

Part 2 coming soon.....

I'm Not Dead....

I'm just super sick and trying to deal with some stuff.... Be back soon :)