Wow welcome to 2010! Lucky meee!

New Years Eve started out kind of bad for me. At around 4:30 I got a splitting headache which should have been my warning. I put Braden down for his nap and tried to catch a few zzz's myself. I acomplished that for a total of 30 minutes before being scared shitless out of my bed by the loudest booming I have ever heard, followed by my house shaking and Braden running into my room screaming and crying. Turns out even though more than half of my development is dirt lots (builder went out of business) my dumbass neighbors decided to start lighing off their giant ass illegal fireworks right in front of MY house! Pissed off and annoyed I called the police because I knew it was going to go on all night and didn't want my house to catch on fire since I wasn't going to be home. I know a lot of people are calling me a "party pooper" among other things right now for the fact that I tried to spoil their fun, but trust me it gets so much better later.

Against the wishes of my head I got into the shower and staarted getting ready to go to the NYE party we had planned on going to all week. I started feeling better and was starting to get excited to go. Jon got off work early which was a nice bonus and we had a delicious dinner of cereal and grilled cheese. We got to the party around 8:30 hung out, everyone (else) started drinking and so on. For being the only sober one I had a lot of fun. Yes I was jealous everytime I saw a shot lined up, or heard a beer cracking open,but thats ok because I am SO there next year! Next time Jon and I want to have a baby I am going to plan on not being pregnant during the holidays!! Anyways, we had a lot of fun and stayed until about 2am mostly because Braden was extremely tired and starting to show it. I was also getting sick for some reason so we decided to go home.

Before we left I put Dakota (my 14 year old lab/german sheapard) in the garage because I knew the sound or sight of fireworks would freak her out. I pulled up to the driveway and walked though the front door to let her in from the garage, and when I opened the garage door I instantly went from having a really good night, to a really really REALLY shitty night. My 14 year old dog who cant hardly hear you call her name anymore, or walk half the time geared up enough strength to CHEW A HOLE THROUGH THE WALL, rip the trim off the door and scratch the crap out of anything near the door. She had chewed and scratched so hard that there was blood all over the place too. I stood there in shock hoping for a minute this was a bad dream or at least hoping it wasn't as bad as I thought it was.....but it was. I tried not to get mad at her but the fact that my house isnt even a year old yet, it pissed me off to no end.

Instantly my anger turned towards my stupid stupid drunk neighbors who I suspect had been lighting off those loud ass fireworks ALL NIGHT. In the 14 years of my dogs life she has never caused damage like that to anything. I know that because of them she did this, and my theory was right, because when I looked out my window this morning all I could see were burn marks on the street. I know I can't go knocking on their door and telling them they get to pay for the repairs, but I would love to have some words with them. I am also starting to suspect that since it was NYE the police had a lot more important things going on last night than to deal with my complaint, and I understand that, but I still wish they would have come and took away their trashbags full of fireworks I saw them digging through last night. This is not the way I envisioned my new year to kick off, and all I can hope for is that this isn't a preview of things to come. Happy 2010 Everyone!!

Cash strapped for Christmas?

This year with the dreaded economy (ugh I am so sick of that word this year) Jon and I decided we weren't going to exchange gifts. Aside from the fact that it can be expensive it also adds that much more stress of finding the perfect gift(s). I was sitting and thinking about it one night and came up with something that could be both fun and inexpensive at the same time. I came up with an idea to try and find the worst possible gifts with a ten dollar budget. Where is the best place to go for something like that, and where can you get the worst bang for your buck? Any 99 cent or dollar store. Those stores often have some of the most random things. We decided to buy ten items, or ten dollars worth whatever came first (yes you can get things there for LESS than $1). I can't say what I bought Jon since it isn't Christmas yet but I have to say that it was probably the most enjoyable Christmas shopping experience I have ever had. I laughed the entire time! So if you are having a hard time this year and decided not to exchange gifts try something like we did. Now we each have at least 10 things to open on Christmas morning and will enjoy doing it :)

I want it now!

I'll be honest, when I started this blog I expected it to be funny and fun, but lately all I find myself doing is bitching and I should probably apologize for that. However, this post will be yet another unfunny one. I want to meet the people who came up with the phrases "Everything happens for a reason" and "Just think positive" and "It always gets worse before it gets better" so I can ask them how the hell they came up with that, AND just how long it take for this thinking positive thing to pay off. Oh yeah and how come no one ever explains what those reasons are?? And WHY does it get worse before it gets better?

We are going on two months now of Jon being out of work and it is frustrating. It has been hard for me to adjust too especially around the holidays. I love to spoil my family with gifts around this time and it is so upsetting that I can't really do that this year. Yeah yeah I know that's not what Christmas is about but for me it is. I love to go overboard on Christmas it is very gratifying for me and it only happens once a year. I honestly would go out and get a job to help out but no one is going to hire a pregnant person especially when you take into consideration of how far along I am. So Merry Christmas honey.....I paid the power bill!

I have been such a broken record lately that I have been getting on my own nerves..."I'm tired, I'm stressed, I'm worried, I can't sleep, what are we going to do, heard anything?" and so on. Being pregnant is for sure not good for the anxiety I have about everything, but there really isn't much I can do. All we can seem to do is continue to "think positive" and do the best we can. I try my hardest to remain positive but it does get tiring, also I have a little problem with patience, I hate waiting and when I want something I want it now. I'm sure we all have a little Veruca Salt in us, it is just more apparent in some than in others.

I can only imagine how I sound..oh boohoo you can't go crazy on your family and shower them with gifts this year..whaaaa but whatever that is how I feel. I know there are people out there who are losing their houses and can't afford to pay any of their bills let alone buy Christmas gifts (and I AM thankful to not be in that position right now) but these past couple of months have made me feel empty. All I can hope for is that this passes soon and things will get back to normal. I hope for everyone that this time next year is much better and this country isn't in such shambles. Lets all just try to think positive....so they say

And a Merry Fricken Christmas to you too!

What is it about the holiday season that turns so many into mean, rude, unsympathetic, "move it or lose it" people? I thought this was a time where we embrace each other even more and are supposed to be kind and nicer than normal. Maybe it is just the places I am going or it is just the way the times are now....I have no clue but it is so damn annoying! People at the stores are rude and cut in front of you, grab things you are grabbing for and sometimes just pretend you aren't there. I know it is so stressful around this time and everyone wants to get in and out and on with their lives but come on! It just seems that people suck more this year than last.

It isn't even just the regular stores that are bad, my most recent experience at thee grocery store was enough to slap someone. It was raining (which should have been my first clue to stay home since no one knows how to react when it rains here) and I decided to stop in Smiths to pick up a few things. It started in the parking lot. I had my blinker on waiting for a car to pull out so I could have the parking spot and a car comes from the other side and steals my spot! Yeah I know it happens all the time but I never do that especially when someone has already "claimed" it by using their blinker. Ugh whatever so I decide to let it go (not without shooting them a dirty look of course) and find another spot.

Once inside I make my way down to the salad aisle and stand back so that people can walk down the row or so I don't block anyone elses view and this guy and his wife walk right in front of me and start looking too. It was as if I wasn't there, or they saw me and figured I was standing there for fun. I just stood there, I didn't say anything I just stood there, and waited for them to get what they needed and move on. However, they didn't, the man literally stood there inspecting every damn bag of salad for at least 5 minutes. Finally I made my way up there (I may or may not have nudged him out of the way a little bit ;) and grabbed what I needed, while he was STILL inspecting bags of lettuce. Those little instances continued throughout the shopping trip, things like people standing in the middle of aisles with their carts and not moving even though you say "excuse me", being bumped into and so on. The meanest thing happened to me in the parking lot on my way out.

I am visibly pregnant pushing a cart in the rain making my way across the designated crosswalk in front of the store, I get halfway across and this guy in a truck decides he doesn't want to wait for me anymore and decides to pull out in front of me. His truck was so close to me that my face was maximum 5 inches away from his drivers side window. I contemplated ramming my cart into his truck but inside yelled some obscenities to him and just hurried up to my car. At that point I was so done with that night I just wanted to go home.

So you know be nice out there! Slow it down and try not to be in a rush, or if you are don't be a douche, say a Merry Christmas or something a flash a smile

New baby worries

I know just a few months ago I was bitching because I wasn't able to get pregnant right away,but now I have a whole new series of bitchisms. As my belly grows bigger so do my fears and worries. First of all, this pregnancy seems to be going exteremely fast, so fast that some weeks I forget just how far along I am! I have come to terms that this baby is in fact a boy (I may or may not have had more confirmation) and I am very happy and excited about that! As I am so excited for all of these changes it hits me....how the hell am I going to do this??

How in the world am I going to be able to give BOTH kids (wow that sounds weird to say) the same amount of attention? How do I make sure that Braden doesn't get neglected or pushed aside while I am trying to take care of a newborn? How do I keep a happy face when I have had 2 hours of sleep, been puked on, peed on, and havent had a shower in days? I am hoping these are all normal fears worries and questions! I am also pretty sure that it will be one of those things where it just comes to me and somehow I magically know how to handle everything (Braden is 4 so I have done something right so far!!)

I am also more fearful of delivery this time around too. I suppose that is thanks to the terrible experience I had with Braden. At least when I had him I didn't know what to expect so it wasn't so scary, but this time I have something to look back on and it scares the crap out of me. Braden's delivery was probably a weird fluke thing, but I can't help but be fearful that the same things will happen again. I also have a strong feeling that I will go into early labor again too but hey I also swore this baby was a girl...WRONG!

I guess it is just hard to picture myself as a mother of 2, but 4 years ago I couldn't picture myself as a mother period and so far so good :)

When I woke up

I don't know if I am finally starting to grow up, or if this baby is doing everything it possibly can to make me a better person but I woke up this morning with a very strange mentality..I just don't care anymore! I have been obsessively mad about my stuff being hacked into, and people going waaaay too far and beyond trying to get the latest scoop on me. I just realized how dumb they are. I mean who resorts to stuff like that just to know what is going on with someone 24/7? I guess I have to just come to terms with the fact thaat I have a little stalker..awwwww! I guess I am that important that they want to know everything about me. So since I am almost positive they are reading this right now. I have an open letter for them and all of you to see :)

Dear Stalkers,

I don't know what it is about me that intrigues you so much, but I must say I am almost flattered. I spend my days doing important things like taking care of my family, paying bills, tidying up around the house, playing some Roller Coaster Kingdom, watching my soap, and holding the fort down until my husband gets home. I realize that my life is so totally interesting and scandalous but it makes me wonder what your lives are lacking to be so obsessed with mine. I thought for sure you would be more concerned with your own things like figuring out how you are going to have room in that house for all of those people, maybe how you are going to dig yourself out of the debt hole you have created, what movie you are going to take all those people to next, what you are going to wear to the Renaissance Fair next year, writing to George Lucas begging him for yet another installment of Star Wars, and oh yeah taking care of your family. You know if you had put half the effort into your finances and life that you put into me maybe things could have turned out different for you. All the countless hours on the internet trying to get into my stuff or find some dirt on me should have been used trying to gather information on how to better your own lives. I guess what I am saying is I have more than enough important things going on in my life to keep me occupied. I know that priorities have never really been your thing, but unlike you I know the definition and it is important to me. So please, waste some more of your time and energy on me if that makes you feel happy and fulfilled. I'm not going to try and stop you anymore and I'm not going to get mad. I will just feel bad for how obsessed you are with me. Maybe one day in the future while I am trying to run my household you will pop into my mind, and if that happens it will put a smile on my face because I will be able to picture you sitting on a computer feverishly trying to see what I posted on my Facebook today....well I will save you the trouble today.....

Brittany Andrews had a Bagelful for breakfast this morning..mmmmm

so riveting!!

Priority: Precedence, especially established by order of importance or urgency

I know you're hungry!

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