YummY! Down on This

You am what you is and I are who I be.

There’s a hole in my thigh…

All of them actually.  The left and right inner thigh of all of my work pants have ripped.

It started with the right thigh.  I got all those holes patched up.  Then the left thighs ripped.  Now I’m wanting to let out a primal scream.  Instead I just go borrow my mother in laws iron again, and break out the patching material.

Now I’m patching all my thighs.  Not just inside, but outside the rips as well.  If the powers that be at work have a problem with my patched pants, then they can do one of two things. 1. Buy me new pants cause its not in my budget right now, since I’m going to have to cough up for maternity pants soon.  2. Stop looking at my butt/thighs, cause really, how else would they notice I have patched pants?

I entered a contest/raffel to win a $50 amex gift card.  I could REALLY use that cash.


Smoking Stinks

I hate the smell of cigarette smoke.

Thats outside of the fact that secondhand smoke can cause cancer, heart disease, breathing problems, lung infections, EAR INFECTIONS and asthma attacks on people who are exposed to it. (According to ACH and NIC and the American lung association)

I just really dislike the way it smells.

My dad is a multi-pack a day smoker.  He may even be up to a carton a day now, or more.  I’m not there to count the packs anymore.

I was exposed to secondhand smoke since I was a baby.  As a child everyone in my family smoked.  There was nowhere I could go where I wasn’t assaulted by that smell, or breathing it in.  Not to mention I had so many EAR INFECTIONS as a child and young adult that my hearing has been permanently damaged by it.

Then I got married, and I moved.  My hubby doesn’t smoke.  My hubby’s family doesn’t smoke.  I’ve lived in a smoke free environment for years now, and I’m even more aware of the secondhand smoke in the world than I ever was.

The person who has the locker under mine at work is a smoker.  The smell of smoke rises up from his locker.  I can’t get into MY locker without breaking in lungfulls of that reek.

There is ONE bench outside the store I work at. ONE.  For a while I could go out on my break or lunch and breath outside air.  Then the shopping center decided we needed an ashtray outside our store.  It is right beside the bench I used to use.  Now the bench is always covered with people smoking.  So, for 8 to 10 hours a day I can’t go outside for even 15 minutes and get some fresh air, because there is no fresh air.  Even if no one is currently sitting there smoking then there is the reek and even smoke coming off the ash tray.

I get occasional motion sickness (worse now that I’m pregnant) when I’m in the car.  One way to beat that is for me to open the car window and let the fresh air blow into my face.  Of course, if I do this I run a high risk of breathing in a lungfull of smoke from the car beside or in front of mine.

Oh, and lets not forget the time someone flicked their cigarette butt, still lit, out of their window, where it blew into my car, INTO MY LAP, leaving me a nice sized and very painful burn on my leg. They have ash trays in your car for a reason.  USE THEM.  Don’t want to get it dirty?  Tough cookies, smoking s YOUR dirty habit, not mine.

Some customers at work will come up and smell so strongly of cigarette smoke that I have to wonder if they’ve ever taken a bath, changed clothes, or brushed their teeth in their life.  Since I’ve gotten pregnant I’ve literally gaged while trying to help these people because the reek was unbearable.  PLENTY of people who work with me smoke, and only one of them (the guy with the locker under mine) smells like that.  My boss smokes several cigarettes a day at work and doesn’t smell like that, even when he first comes in from having a smoke!

So, first and foremost I hate the smell of cigarette smoke.

Just think that if my favorite perfume smelled a bit like skunk spray.  I’m sure you woudln’t want me to wear it in public, espically aroudn you, right?  Well, same concept applies.

Then, there is suddenly new reasons for me to dislike smoking.  I mean, whatever damage from the 19 years living with my multi-pack father has already been done to me, but now I’m pregnant.

And since I’m pregnant its even more important for me to avoid the unavoidable.

See, all the life threatening chemicals that smokers are breathing into their lungs, are also being force fed to non-smokers breathing in their second hand smoke.  So every lungful of secondhand smoke I breath in is also full of such things as the following:

  • arsenic (a heavy metal toxin)
  • benzene (a chemical found in gasoline)
  • beryllium (a toxic metal)
  • cadmium (a metal used in batteries)
  • chromium (a metallic element)
  • ethylene oxide (a chemical used to sterilize medical devices)
  • nickel (a metallic element)
  • polonium–210 (a chemical element that gives off radiation)
  • vinyl chloride (a toxic substance used in plastics manufacture)

And thats just a sample, not all of what companies are adding to their tobacco.

Oh, and thats not just what I’m getting in MY body, but is currently also going into the body of my UNBORN BABY.  I’m not even taking asprin for my headaches and have switched to decaff coffee for crying out loud, I certainly don’t want to be exposed to stuff like that!

So smoke.  Smoke in your home, I have the option of not goign there.  Smoke in your car, but keep your window rolled up so that I don’t have to deal with it, and please quit trying to set me on fire.

Smoke in designated smoking areas that I can avoid.

Oh, and for my place of business…I would really appreciate a non-smoking bench outside.  One where I can get out of the madhouse and get some fresh, non smoke flavored air.  It comes in handy since because of the morning sickness I spend large ammounts of time at work these days feeling like I want to yark on the customers feet and could really use the otherwise nonexistant fresh air.


I’m having a…..

I went on June 24th and had an ultrasound and according to the pictures that I can’t make any sense out of, I’m having a boy!

So far the baby is perfectly healthy, but I have to go back in a few weeks so they can check his lips and heart that they couldn’t see as well as they would have liked too.

I felt him flutter in my tummy on Friday, but haven’t felt him move again since.

I think I see a human


Music Monday - Happy Birthday to Me

Today is my birthday. I’m 28 this year. So far its not too great of a birthday (waking up early, hubby not wishing me happy birthday, got to go to work soon) but most of it is still ahead of me.

Today is also Music Monday (its a meme) and I went to Youtube to find a birthday song. I started to share a birthday song by the Beatles, but then I found this gem:


The Arrogant Worms
The Happy Happy Birthday Song Lyrics
:
Once a year we celebrate
With stupid hats and plastic plates
The fact that you were able to make
A trip around the sun

And the whole gang gathers round
With gifts and laughter to abound
And we let out a joyful sound
And sing this stupid song

Happy birthday!
Now you’re one year older!
Happy birthday!
Your life still isn’t over!
Happy birthday!
You’ve not accomplished much
But you didn’t die this year
I guess that’s good enough

So let’s drink to your fading health
And hope you don’t remind yourself
The chance of finding fame and wealth
Decrease with every year

Does it feel like you’re doing laps
And eating food and taking naps
And hoping that someday perhaps
Your life will hold some cheer

Happy birthday!
[ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/NKrm ]
What have you done that matters?
Happy birthday!
You’re starting to get fatter
Happy birthday!
It’s downhill from now on
Try not to remind yourself
Your best years are all gone

If cryogenics were all free
Then you could live like Walt Disney
And live for all eternity
Inside a block of ice

But instead your time is set
This is the only life you get
And though it hasn’t ended yet
Sometimes you wish it might

Happy birthday!
You wish you had more money
Happy birthday!
Your life’s so sad it’s funny
Happy birthday!
How much more can you take?
But your friends are hungry now
So cut the stupid cake!

Happy birthday!
Happy birthday!
Happy birthday, dear…
(random calling out of
names, including Ralph,
Bill, Ralph Kramden, bob,
Skippy, the bush kangaroo,
Stanly, starts with a ‘J’,
and the b-b-b-b-b-bu-bu-bu-

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In ego, toto.

Mundus sum.  In ego, toto.
(I am the world.  In myself, everything.)

In ego, toto.

As I was reading in the tub tonight, I came across that phrase in my book.  (The book was “Roger Fishbite” by Emily Prager, which I had an urge to read after watching “Lolita” this weekend.)

Right after I read it I closed the book, finished my bath, and sat down to write.

I AM the world.  In MYSELF, everything.

Suddenly I realized that the world, MY world, really does revolve around me.  I’m the center of my universe.  But I know less about myself than I do about Earth’s sun.

Tomorrow I turn 28, and for the past 28 I have not been my own everything, I’ve been not a world, but a black hole.

In myself everything.

I know what other people expect from me.  Family, friends, coworkers, strangers.  I’ve mastered the art of student, daughter, sister.  I’m working on wife and getting ready for my newest role, mother.

When I read that sentence in the book I wanted Suddenly and very badly to know myself.

I decided there, in the tub, reading that lines, that this was the year that I discover myself.

As I sit here drying off and writing this entry, I feel that burning desire trying to cool.

How do I keep it going?

How can I re-center my own world so that it is revolving around me instead of me trying to revolve around all my personal planets and satelites?

I’m determined that by this time next year (with June 22 eing my personal new years) that when someone asks me, “Who are you?” that I will have more to tell then than just my name.


Happy Fathers Day - My Daddy

I’ve never been one to celebrate Mothers day.  My mom left when I was so young, and though she did visit occasionally through the years, I have virtually no memory of her.

It has always botehred me that mothers day got more press than fathers day.  All through mothers day I hear and see adds saying not to forget mom, and read people talking about how special their monther was.

Then when Fathers Day comes around, you hardly hear anything about it at all.  At least not compared to mothers day.

Which makes me so happy to have seen so many fathers day posts on Gather today.

My father raised me, as a single father, with help from his mom and his sisters.  I’m a daddy’s girl for sure.

Daddy is a quiet man.  He keeps to himself, doesn’t go out much, and is devoted to his family.

He lives about 3 hours away from me, and I don’t get to see him nearly as often as I would like to go see him, but I try to call frequently.

I had a hard time calling him today, and was beginning to think that he had turned his phone off for some reason when one of my brothers called me to tell me his number had changed.

We talked for a bit.  He’s not much of a talker though, so mostly I talked, and he’d make a joke occasionally.

I guess if I tried I could write a million funny or heartwarming stories about my dad for everone to read, but I think I’ll leave it just like this.  Short, sweet, not sentimental, just bare bones.

He is my Daddy.  I’m his girl.  I love him very much.

Happy Fathers Day Daddy!


Good Dog Needs Good Home

Do you, or anyone you know, want a good family dog?

A friend of mine needs to find a new forever home for his sweet pup. He loves the dog, and hates to see her go, but there are issues involving the neighbors goats (and chickens and gardens) that is making it impossible.

I’ve offered to try and help find a home for the sweet girl.

Her name is Dee-dee. She is up to date on all her shots and she has been spayed. She is basically a house dog, being fully house broken. (She even sleeps on their bedroom floor) She is a very affectionate animal, and as you can see from the picture she adores children.

She even gets along well with other dogs (just not goats and chickens and possibly other farm type animals)

He’s willing to give her free to a GOOD home. (The beautiful little girl is not included)

She currently lives in Harrison GA.

If you are in or near the area, and you are looking for a good family pet, or you KNOW someone who is looking for a family pet, please give me your e-mail address so I can pass it on to my friend.


“Whats with today today?”

AT HOME

I need to get off this computer and go work on some ATC’s.  I think I want to enter June’s challenge at Blind Swap ATCs.  Its for hand drawn cards.  I can’t draw so well, but might as well give it a shot, you know?

Once upon a time, back in May, I slept for about a week.  Well, I did get up and go to work, but when I wasn’t at work I was either asleep on the sofa, or asleep in my bed.  I had no energy at all.  None.  Zip.  Nada.

I’m started to feel that way again.

Yesterday I was very lethargic.  Today I’m only sitting here by force of will, otherwise I’d be in bed already, sleeping deeply.

It doesn’t help that my internal clock has decided to wake me up around 6am every morning, whether I have to get up and go to work or not.

I am off this weekend, and I might spend copious ammounts of time on the sofa with either a book or the TV remote, but mostly napping.

AT WORK

Having a bit of a conniption fit after work today.

Clocked out 1 minute late after having to stay on the register so another co-worker could be shut down.  1 minute is nothing normally, but at Michaels you are now given a “point” for such things, and 6 of those “points” will lose you your job.

Of course I clocked out late because I was WORKING, but both mangers were on a conference call so I coudlnt’ tell them, so I left them a note on the time change sheet and hope that was good enough to not get me “pointed.”

The stuff the corporate does like that is stuipd.  So is letting 3 people get off at the same time, with nobody coming in until that same time, and of the 2 peole there one of time is on a break/lunch and the other one has to be in the office taking down someone elses drawer.

Something better needs to be done with scheduling or something.

And I need a vacation.

ALL THE LITTLE THINGS

Sometimes its so hard to think of things to be thankful for, so I have to try EXTRA hard…

Today I’m thankful for…..

1.  My husband making supper.  I didn’t feel like cooking.
2.  The comfy bed I’ll be getting into soo.
3.  The fan I have.  It works, and it feels good blowing on my back.
4.  That I have a job.  (I might currently hate it, but having one is a good thing right now.)
5.  Watermellon


At Wits End

I don’t know if its just my pregnant hormones making me unreasonable, or if he’s finally just gotten on my LAST nerve, but I’ve had it up to HERE with my labrador.

I got Boomer about 6 (or maybe 7…I lose track) years ago, after my beloved German Shepherd died.  He was a cute little brown fluffball who was hell to house train.

Boomer is a full blooded chocolate Labrador.  He would have been AKC registered if we had ever bothered to send his papers in.  But we wanted the puppy, not the papers.

Full blooded or not, he’s been a pain in the ass since puppy hood.

He’s got a lot of medical problems.  He has skin problems that we JUST manage to keep under control.  He’s prone to ear infections, and he had mental problems.  He has separation anxiety, and has literally chewed through a door before when left home alone overnight.

Boomer HATES water.  He HATES being outside, period.  He will hardly leave the patio when we’re in the back yard, and begs to go back inside right after he’s done his business.

He won’t play with any toys, at least not alone.  He will occasionally play with his frisbee (inside only) or with his football, but he wont CHASE it.  Oh, no, not at all.  What he does is want YOU to chase HIM while he has the toy.  He will drop it on command, but once you tell him to drop it, he doesn’t want to play anymore.

I’ve managed to teach him how to sit.  He’ll come on command, he will go to his bedroom on command, but if he doesn’t want to out outisde he just ignores you.

Boomer is a bored, and miserable labrador.  I KNOW that he is bored and miserable, but he wont let me do anything to make him less bored and miserable.  He wont play with me (only his father).  I’ve tried to teach him tricks (using treats/clicker metohd) and just just isn’t having any of it.

The only way he spends time with me is by jumping up on me and trying to sniff and lick my mouth.  The dog is FACINATED with my mouth.  Or he’ll lick my feet. He’s done that since he was a puppy and it bugs the heck out of me too.

Other than that he just lays around and sleeps, or chews his feet.

Its the foot chewing that lets me know just how bored he is.

I feel bad for him, but at the same time I’m just sick of him, and want him to be a normal dog like his brother.  A dog who will PLAY when he is bored.  A dog who isn’t constantly chewing on the doors (Boomer has ruined the new paint job in the bedroom, and chewed hunks out of the door jam again) or trying to stick his muzzle down my throat.  A dog who we don’t have to constantly say, “Boomer no! Boomer stop!  Boomer QUIT CHEWING ON YOURSELF!” to a million times a day.

How do you entertain a dog who refuses to be entertained?


Hooray for Sciatica.

AT HOME

Yesterday the burning sensation in my right leg got too bad to tolerate.  Turns out that the baby (or possibly just my utereus and not the baby at all) is pushing against my sciatic nerve.  The nurse said its very common, but usually manifests in the lower back or buttocks.  I’m the lucky one with the leg pain that they can’t do anything about.

Lucky me!

AT WORK

Yesterday was the last day at work for one of my co-workers.  She was the head FES and we worked the same schedule, so I literally worked with her every day (and we had the same days off).  Its going to seem funny with her not being there tonight.

WATCH THIS

I saw this on Blazing Minds while I was dropping in Entrecard, and I laughed so had I had to share it:


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