Cheese With Your Whine?
2.28.2006
!@#@#$%@%^Last night, Rylee accidentally spilled an entired glass of water on my laptop, the only computer I have at home.
WAAHHHH!!!!!
So, until I can rob a bank to get some cashola to get it fixed or buy a new one, I am probably going to be out of commission.
I am supposed to be getting a laptop for work, so hopefully that will happen soon and I can take it home and use it to blog.
2.25.2006
Show and TellSomedays being a mom is just so damn cool.
Like today for instance, when instead of telling me she pooped, Rylee found it necessary to stick her hand down in her diaper, get shit all over it and then run to me and very proudly exclaim, "POOP, MAMA!"
....Football Widow.
Guess what I wore yesterday for casual Friday at work? Yep, jeans and the $45 piece of cotton I got from Bon Bon. I did wear a red jacket over it, but I bet you'd still have been jealous of my t-shirt.
Don't be hatin.
2.22.2006
Listen up, kids.If you want a nice cushy job where you work from 8-5 and take an hour lunch break, do not, I repeat DO NOT become an accountant. Or if you do, make sure you work actually for the government where you will be doomed to life of piss poor wages, but will be able to come in at 9:00, leave at 4:00 and take as long as you want for lunch.
2.21.2006
FriendsI'm feeling pretty mushy tonight. Probably b/c I'm dead-dog tired, but can't sleep. Tonight I worked late. It was 10:41 tonight when I left and I'd been there since 8:30 .... well, probably closer to 9:00 but still.
So when 4:00 rolls around and there is no going home in sight, I call upon Erin and she drops whatever she had to do to go pick up my girlie.
Oh yeah, and when my house got broken into guess who went over and changed my locks the next day?
Yep. She rocks.
I'm very blessed to have such a friend. Go check out her blog. She's one cool chick.
Thank you SO MUCH Erin!!! Rylee loves her some Ms. Erin and it is nice to know that she's with someone who loves her back if I can't be there. You are the best.
2.20.2006
HAAAAA-LAY-LOO-YAH!!
Guess who finally slept in her own bed all night long...at 22 months 1 week and 1 day old?
Quit being a bitch and send my comments to my email.
2.19.2006
I LOVE Grey's Anatomy!!!That is all.
I changed the template on the WRONG BLOG!!!!!!
Now all my links are gone, ARRGGHHH!!!!
Sigh. I guess I'll be spending some time trying to get my blog back.
I am in the process of having a new template created, but til then I wasn't going to change anything.
Dammit all!!!
So, my favorite coach of all time, Eddie Sutton was charged with a DUI on Friday after toxicology reports showed that his blood alcohol level was .22 when he swerved across 4 lanes of traffic and slammed into the back of another car and then a tree.
It is very well known in Cowboyland that Sutton has a drinking problem. Just look at that drinker's nose and it's a dead giveaway. There is a part of me that is sympathetic to him and a much larger part that wants to smack the shit out of him.
The man is a living legend in Stillwater. He is no doubt one of the best basketball coaches of all time. It wouldn't surprise me at all if they renamed Gallagher-Iba Arena after him sometime down the line. He already has his signature sprawled across the floor.
I'm not one to judge, and I can understand using alcohol to dull pain (physical or emotional), but when you are in the spotlight like he is, you have to make better decisions. He's got a team of young men who idolize him. Little kids in Stillwater was to BE him. And then he pulls a stunt like this.
COME ON, MAN!!
Now we have his ferret-faced son filling in for him while he's in rehab for 4-6 weeks. Of course, it's already lined up that Sean will take over when Daddy retires, but I can't stand him.
The saddest part of all is that this could keep him out of the Hall of Fame, which would just be horrible. The man is a truly great coach. He deserves to be there, this stupid decision aside.
There's just something not right about not seeing Eddie on the sidelines. We need him today. We're playing those damn Longhorns.
Get better, Eddie!
Edited to add:
Guess that ass whipping of the 'Horns was symbolic of the team's support of Coach?
2.18.2006
NBC, You suck ass!!Enough with all this olympics shit. I don't care that Brode (or is it Bode? Who cares?) Miller hasn't won a medal and that he was supposed to be the Winter Games equivalent of that Phelps guy who won all the medals in swimming. You've only said that 6,000 times! I also don't give a rat's ass about the drama on the mens speed skating team.
I need some SNL. I want to laugh. As Tammy would say, you've pissed me right the fuck off.
I'm going to bed.
It cracks me up how when here in good ole Texas the weather gets cold, it becomes the only news story. Every TV station has crews at various places throughout the area, telling us what we already know...it's freakin cold. As if I can't look outside or open my door and figure that out. Thank you. I just want to watch SNL.
Today we ventured out and went to Kohl's. I had to take some stuff back that I had bought earlier in the week. They're having one hell of a sale. No they're not paying me to advertise. I got a couple of things for work and a new bedding set for my bed. The whole shabang for 27.50. It looks nice and hell, you can't beat the price. Now if I just had someone to help me break it in all good and proper-like.
I think I feel the funk coming back. It's been a crazy month at work. I'm over-freaking-whelmed and I don't see a light at the end of the tunnel. When I get home, I'm just out of energy and don't feel like doing anything. At least I have a job, though, right? I guess so.
The good news is that I have an appointment to get my hair done tomorrow. God knows it needs cut and colored. Maybe that will make me feel better.
2.15.2006
Loving my SELFI direct your attention to page 120 of this month's issue of SELF. You'll find there that:
The more you dust, the less you could earn. Each hour a woman spends on housework and chores at home lowers her pay at work, a study at the University of Toledo shows. Men tend to tackle weekend tasks such as repairs, but women do the dailies, leaving less energy for the office.
Well, I'm off to sit in front of the tube. Must not lower my pay at work.
Rylee: "Look at that big truck!"
Mama: "I see it. It's red, huh?"
Rylee: "Hold the truck?"
Mama: "You can't hold the truck. It's too big."
Rylee: "Mama's too big."
Thanks, chica.
2.13.2006
Three times!That's how much I've puked today. Twice at work. Once on the way home. So far none since I've been lying down here.
If I didn't know better, I'd think I was pregnant.
I DO know better. There's a little something-something you have to do to get that way.
2.12.2006
Bye bye fog...hello George!
I'm happy to say that the funk is gone for the time being. You forget what it's like to feel 'right' when you're in the middle of all that. Yuck.Yesterday we went with Erin and her kiddos to see what Rylee calls the George Monkey Movie. She loved it and sat through the whole thing. Aside from the maddening crowd, it was nice.
She's been talking about it ever since and we've of course had to spend some time here.
I know I keep saying it, but I just can't believe how much she's changing. She's 22 months old today, and this morning she rolled over in bed and said, "Mommy's beautiful." I didn't even know she knew that word, but I'll take it. It's been a long time since anyone has rolled over in bed and told me I was beautiful!
2.09.2006
Already?So, my sweet girlie is talking in full sentences now. Last night she asked me her first full sentence question:
"Mama, where's that big truck going?"
Umm... come again? Really? Did you just ask me that?
The other day we were in the car and I muttered that I was lost and didn't know where I was going, and ala Dora, she says:
"You need a map."
What the hell happened to my BABY????
2.08.2006
Funk...with a capital FI don't know what's up lately. I just can't come out of this fog.
Maybe it's because I've been sick. Or because I'm still reeling from feeling violated since my house was broken into. Or stress at work.
Maybe it's because I'm struggling with feelings of inadequacy when it comes to Rylee and whether I'm doing what I should be by her. She's almost two, and it scares me to death sometimes to realize that I am solely responsible for her. It's my job and mine alone to see that she becomes a functioning member of society. She will learn her concept of love and family from me. Am I doing enough? I don't know. I sure miss out on a lot of her life by having to work. How am I supposed to teach her if I'm not there?
I want our lives to be better in a year than they are now. I want us to be better off financially. I hope she's happier (not that she's unhappy). I want to be a better mom.
I'm in a funk. I'd like to come out now, please.
2.03.2006
I get my girl back!!!I have missed that punkin of mine the past two days. I can't wait to see her tonight. Katie said she slept all night last night, didn't ask for mommy milk and only asked for me twice yesterday. Yup. This was definitely harder on me than it was on her.
She did slow down enough to talk to me last night and this morning. I basically got "Hi, mama." "Yub you" "Bye, mama."
Uh huh. She doesn't even miss me. ;-)
2.02.2006
To the Jackasses Who Broke Into My House....Let me tell/ask you some things:
1. You are damn lucky I wasn't there when you came in.
2. You're even luckier than I didn't have my daughter with me. Ever heard of the vengence and wrath of a woman? Yeah, multiply that by about 1000 when you're talking about a mother.
3. What the hell did you think you would find in a toddler's closet?
4. Better yet, what could possibly be so interesting in MY LAUNDRY??? Were you hoping to sniff some dirty panties??? Sorry, this mama goes commando!
5. Guess my big ass TV was too heavy for to to carry out? Wusses.
You suck. This is my space!!! How dare you come into my home, rummage through my stuff, and think it's okay!!!
I hope you rot in hell. If there is a hell. Either way, karma's a bitch. I hope she jumps up and runs your ass over.
2.01.2006
Tell me I'll be okayI'm kidless in Texas for two days!!!! For the first time EVER!
I had a hard time dropping her off at school today, but I'm going to be so busy at work over the next two days, I won't have much time to think about it. And I'll be here til O'Dark-Thirty, anyway.
It will be walking into that house all by myself that gets me.