Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Being Polite

Ok, this so does not make sense to me. We went to a friend's house for dinner on Monday. She bought 2 tri tips (meat) for all of us (it's us and the 2 of them). She had bread, green beans and salad and of course, the tri tip. Now we ate in the kitchen so I was able to monitor this. Out of the two tri tips she cooked, if we barely ate one I'd be shocked. Yet, today, I made tri-tip. I had beans, and potatoes as well as bread. My husband and son ate almost the entire slab of meat by themselves. What happened to being polite and it spilling over into every day life. I got well, a couple pieces of meat, a couple pieces of bread and like 3 potato wedges...lol. Not like I needed any more. But let me tell you, it was a far cry from our friends' house on Monday. My son ate like 2 pieces of meat (and he's a meat a holic) and said "I'm full". I make the same meal and he's scavenging for leftovers. Go figure!! Sorry auntie... it wasn't boiled....lol

Simple Things I Miss

Today I had to give the dog a bath. Why? Well, no one else will do it. This house is sooo, not dog friendly. I had to use the bathtub. Now, is that sanitary? Probably not, but I have no choice. Our dog is not large by any means, but she's not a toy poodle either. I am trying to maneuver her around, get her wet, soaped up, and keep myself at least somewhat dry. I am thankful that no one was around to see this amusing disaster. This makes me miss my home and the simple things I took for granted. Like a sink in the laundry room. It was the perfect size for a dog and I am not having to fold myself in half to accomplish this most basic of tasks. Wash, blowdry, voila!! a clean dog. Here... heck no!! I am crippled from bending over, trying to keep the dog still, why? well, she has a whole tub in which to roam and wander off. Wandering off means leaving the line of spraying water, which then means she does that doggie shake to get rid of the excess water. Yes, I'm sure you know where I am headed with all of this... What used to be a relatively simple and painless chore has turned into a morning of mopping up wet floors, cleaning the bathroom, etc. Oh yeah, and right after she was bathed and blown dry, what did she do? She led me to the garage door so she could go outside so she could um, have some privacy. And here's the best part - it's pouring down rain. Bleeping, bleeping, bleeping day......

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Singing

The family was driving in the truck last night coming home from dinner at a friend's house. Instead of the radio, we were listening to my son's ipod. Now he has maybe 15 songs on there, and they run the spectrum. One song comes on, husband hits skip. Then another song comes on. With a flick of the wrist the volume goes, well ..... UP. Now, the three of us are singing at the top of our lungs. The two year old has her hands over her ears and is going "too loud, too loud." Next song, same artist, same volume... then the last song (before we reached the destination). By that time I guess she figured, "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em". She was swaying back and forth and clapping along. So now there's four of us screeching along. Just to let you all know, there's a reason we haven't been discovered. And to the artist, whose songs we murdered, "sorry"....

Girlie Girl

My two year old has turned into a girlie girl. She was not into dresses and well, girlie stuff. Boy, has that changed! I used to have to practically sit on her to get her into a dress. She would scream, "I do not like that!!" as I am dressing her. Neighbors ran for cover...lol. Now, when we go shopping she goes, "oooh, pretty" when looking for clothes. And she definitely has her own opinions. The one thing she does still hate is having her hair brushed. But with her curly hair, I'm sure it is painful. I tried nail polish the other day, thinking after one swipe she would go, "I do not like that, get it off." Boy was I wrong. I did one nail and she held her hand out for more. Pretty soon I had both of her hands done. And she wasn't done. She wanted the toes too. I had to stall her until the next day because it was her bed time. First thing when she woke up, she held her toes out. "Polish, polish toes." So she now has become a girlie girl. She loves to dress up, hold her baby and now, have her nails and toes done.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Fossil

Today I received my training on how to size a watch. I am now an official holiday employee of Fossil Watches. I got my tour of the watch department, what I can and cannot sell. On Friday morning (yes, black friday), I start at Macy's in Valley Fair selling Fossil Watches. Not only do they have their own brand of watches, they also sell under DKNY, Marc by Marc Jacobs, Armani. Most are extremely high end and well, basically something I couldn't justify as an expense. Well, let's face it, pretty much anything at Macy's is out of my league...lol. I get to start at 9:00 am. Of course, I'll have to leave here at about 6 to find parking. So, for the next 4-5 weeks I'm a Fossil Watch selling fool. Try saying that three times fast..... Yeah!! I've joined the ranks of the employed. Good feeling!

Love Hate Relationship

That's the kind of relationship I have with my computer. My laptop has been my link to the world especially when I am trying to get my daughter to sleep. I plug in the laptop and get caught up. But my laptop decided to die on me. Not good timing. I now have sporadic access to another computer, but I need more frequent access. I am looking for a job and trying to find a college to attend. Yeah.... great timing. Ames Factor again rears its ugly head.

Friday, November 21, 2008

2-1

That's Junior's new boxing record. Last night he had another fight and won by a KO in the second round. Yeah!!! Good for him!! He's hooked up with a new promoter and really likes working with him. Apparently this promoter has promised him more fights in a shorter period. Now, me I don't know if that would be something I would look forward to. Hmmm, oh goody, I get to fight somebody next month and possibly get battered and bloodied. This comes from a bookworm and growing up nerdy. My philosophy is more along the lines of "kill 'em with kindness". So we'll see what the future holds for him. Hopefully good things.