The holidays sure flew by like a flash. Here I am, feeling like old times sitting at Momma T's posting on my blog like I was a year ago. Except this time I'm not pregnant, John is not whining at my side, and we aren't having to worry if anyone is going to be upset by what we say.
The kids got so many toys that we have absolutely no room for any of them. John was so excited to see all of his presents. Of course, as soon as he saw the Firetruck and DPS SUV that we got him, nothing else mattered. He would unwrap his toys and literally throw them to the side just to play with the Firetruck. Tiffany was kind of confused at first. She finally understood that we were not going to get upset with her for opening the gifts when we were at my brother's house. Once she knew that she was no longer going to get in trouble, she ripped open her presents. She got a TON of clothes. And to think, her birthday is next month! LOL I cannot believe that it has been nearly a year. Time for me to ask Momma T for the tape of her birth so that I can see it on her birthday. Zach got a nifty Robosapien ( I have no idea how to spell that) that burps, farts, and throws shit at you. Kaitlyn got her very own 4' tall Barbie Doll House. They had a great time.
I am so glad to finally have my friend back. It's wonderful to be able to call someone and know that they would be there for you in a heartbeat to help you. Take yesterday for instance. LMAO I am sitting at my MIL's house with Tiffany and I decide to go check on John. He was asleep next door at our house. So, I jog over and go to run up the stairs...BIG MISTAKE! I trip either over my feet that were inside of Steve's slippers or on the steps. Both would of made me trip. I fall and hurt my right leg. So, I some how get up the rest of the steps on one leg to see if I woke John when I screamed and then hop back over to my MIL's. I call Steve and I tell him I will call Tina to see if she can come look at it. Well, she's in town and says that she will be right over. She takes a look and said that I should get it X-rayed. So, we all ( she had Cam and Natthan) headed over to her house to see if Paul would take me. Well, I get up there and sit in a wheel chair in the waiting room.
I'm there for a while and in comes this girl bitching at the girl behind the counter and says that her son needs to be seen again because she lost her son's medicine. After she told her boy toy to "get the fuck out of her face" and her buying animal crackers to give her sick kid, I turned the chair around and asked if I could hold her son. I asked her what was wrong and she tells me that he has had a fever and has the symptoms for a cold. I asked her an obvious question, did she give the baby any tylenol or motrin for his fever.....she said NO! So, I told her to go home and get some tylenol cold and give him about a 1/4 teaspoon and call the doctor in the morning.
So, back to my leg. I finally get back there and they give me some tylenol and ibuprofin and take the x-rays. They come back and tell me that my leg is broke. WTF!!! I laugh at the doc and ask him if he is serious. When Steve gets there he comes and checks on me. He goes back out to look at the pics. and realizes that the name on the x-ray for the broken leg was not mine...
Gotta love Cleveland hospital...
They were preparing the stuff to splint my leg when Steve got there....Thank God my leg isn't broken. Now, we know where John gets it!
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Can I please have some cheese with my wine?
OK so, I have been wrapping presents for 2 freakin' days and I am still not done. My back hurts, my chest hurts from the damn chest cold that I have, John and Tiff are getting into everything, and I am so tired. I still have most of mine and Steve's gifts to wrap and I don't feel like doing a damn thing. Yet, tonight I need to take a bath and blow dry my hair.
Tomorrow we are taking the kids to get pictures done...JOY...Can you see the big freakin' smile that is on my face? I get to be with the wonderful Ex of my DH and be with 5, yes that is FIVE, children. Along with my MIL and FIL going all the way to the Woodlands Picture People. I just hope that everything turns out OK.
So, off I go for now. Hopefully I still have all of my hair by the end of the holidays.
Tomorrow we are taking the kids to get pictures done...JOY...Can you see the big freakin' smile that is on my face? I get to be with the wonderful Ex of my DH and be with 5, yes that is FIVE, children. Along with my MIL and FIL going all the way to the Woodlands Picture People. I just hope that everything turns out OK.
So, off I go for now. Hopefully I still have all of my hair by the end of the holidays.
Thursday, December 14, 2006
For the Fucking Record
For whoever wants to be the fuckhead who sends a damn anonymous letter to the fire department. Grown some fucking balls and make yourself known. If you are so fucking concerned about what is being done with the money for the department join. The known budget for the banquet was $2000.00 and that was to cover the caterer, the plaques and the money to go with the awards. It was also to buy something special for our gust speaker, which Tina and I put together by ourselves. The "thousands of dollars in door prizes" were donated by different companies and the churches in our area. And who the hell do you think busted their asses to get those prizes? MY Husband, PAUL, AND BRANDIE. Did anyone else bother to get off of their asses to help? FUCK NO! They all took time away from their families to do all of this. And let's not forget how much time Tina took getting the rest of the stuff that they did not get. Those gorgeous baskets and frames didn't fucking make themsleves all on their own. And the hot chocolate filled jars. Do you think they just fucking popped out of the air? No, in fact her and her son got together and put them together. So, go get a fucking life. Oh, and do you think that we are in the fucking ancient times? Our husbands do not tell us what to do. If we want to get on the computer and write on our blogs about whatever the hell we want so that we don't have to bother anyone with our problems, then by God we should be able to.
THANKS AND HAVE A GREAT FUCKING DAY
THANKS AND HAVE A GREAT FUCKING DAY
Sunday, December 10, 2006
The party
So, the banquet was last night, as we all know from others' posts. The people at my table had a great time and as the night started I thought everything was going to be fine. The speaker was great and spoke of something that has been a problem in our department before. Respect. We all know what it means. We all know that we should do it.
Steve and I got the romance basket, and goodness!!! How did you get all of that in there, T? It looked amazing! I loved it!
Steve and I got the romance basket, and goodness!!! How did you get all of that in there, T? It looked amazing! I loved it!
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