Wow, I have been craving cherry sprite something crazy lately. Seriously, it's like I can taste it in my throat I want it so bad.
I've been thinking a lot about having my own at home business. I thought about doing a few different home party businesses and I've finally settled on one. I'm going to be a lia sophia consultant. Honestly, while I'm mostly doing it for the discount but I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about the possibility of making some money from this whole deal. I'm going to take it slow and book a few parties, see where it all goes. I could sure use some extra cash and lord knows I love the jewelry. I get a 70% discount for stuff I buy for me and 30% profit of all sales. Sweet huh? I'll keep everyone up on how it goes.
What's your favorite thing about being sick?
Really? What kind of a question is this? I hate everything about being sick. If you like being sick you are crazy in the head. If we're talking about getting the day off, or sleeping in, or being babied by friends and family then you are not sick enough if you're enjoying these kinds of things. Being sick, sucks!
How old were you when you had your first "official" boyfriend or girlfriend? What was he/she like?
I was 16 when I had my first "official" boyfriend. Here's the story. I've posted it before actually...
Today was a crap day.
So here I sit with my glass of wine. I'm doing everything for the kid so he's not crying or bossing me around. I can't handle another melt down today.
May the wine kick in quickly and the food in the oven heat quicker or I could be one mushy lush by the end of this.
Here's to tomorrow. Thank God for making weekends!
I am obsessed over jewelry right now. I don’t know what it is. Last year I thought it was something to frivolous to spend money on and now I’m a psycho necklace, earring, bracelet buying machine. It needs to stop. I’m not going to buy any more until my Lia Sophia party April 19th.
My friend and I are going out to lunch at this really neat restaurant today. It’s a small local owned coffee house that has wraps and sandwiches for lunch. I’m excited. She’s eaten their before but it’s a place we never think about until too late.
Mike, Nathan, and I might take a load of boats 3 hours away tomorrow. By doing that we can make extra money. Immediately I thought of getting a new jewelry box…he thought of new tires and rims for his car. I’m now thinking we should be paying those bills sitting on our table. We were doing so well and not spending anything extra…I don’t know what happened! Must get back on track!
My stomach is very hungry. My boss said he’d bring in breakfast this morning. I hope he doesn’t forget. I do have a yogurt in the fridge but it might not be enough for the wrath that is “TUMMY” (insert Jaws music here).
I have a meeting I should prepare for. Better go do that.
What's the one thing you're most neurotic about?
I hate being late to anything. I hate even almost being late. It's to the point where I'm normally 30 minutes early for things. That annoys people almost as much as being late. I can't help it though. If I know something is coming up that's out of the norm for the day I'll think about it even the day before to the point where I'm obsessing over it. I think about what I'm going to wear. I think about how I'm going to get there. I think about what time I should leave. I think about what route I should take.
This all sounds very normal until you realize I'm thinking about these things over and over again until the event happens. I think this is why I like doing things at MY house. I don't have to worry about being late at my house. Instead I worry about all the other people being late. Seriously, if you're not to my house on time and you said you were coming I will worry like your 90 year old grandmother.
Luckily I know all this about myself and I don't let too many people onto the fact that I obsess over it so much. I'm not sure if anyone really knows the severity of it all.
Except now, for all of you.
I was bored one night and bought one of these damn things. I've been waiting 2 weeks for its arrival. Imagine my pissy-ness when I went to Walgreens the other day and saw them right on the shelf. No shipping charges. Boo.
Anywhoo, I was really excited about this thing. My feet have been less than smooth in the last 6 months. I don't know what to blame but they've been pretty gross. I actually had to pay an extra $4 on a pedicure because they were so rough. That has to tell you something.
So, my Ped Egg comes today. Mike, who's the worst person in the world when it comes to unmarked boxes, begs me to open it. I make him wait while I get in my jammies but the second I'm done he's got the box in my face. I ended up getting two and I'm glad. Mike immediatly used one on his feet (they're worse than mine) and I am not so sure these things should be shared. We had a callouse removal race (what doesn't kill a marriage will make it stronger I guess). It was disgusting! However, it also REALLY worked. My feet feel awesome and so do his. I totally recommend it. The only thing I can compare it to is a cheese grater for your feet. Not the best thought, but that's exactly what it's like. I love it.
That my friends, is my review of the Ped Egg. I give it two thumbs up. I also recommend you head to your local Walgreens to buy the darn thing and forego the $13 shipping charges. I'm a sucker.
Easter weekend was nice but it wasn’t near long enough. We went to Michigan to see Mike’s family, both sides live out there. We got in about 3 a.m. on Friday morning after a long drive in and fell asleep immediately. We were so tired.
Friday was busy. I went with Mike’s mom to visit G-ma (her mom, we call her G-ma as a pet name Mike gave her when he was a teenager. She was dancing to his rap music pretending to be a rap artist. He called her G-ma and it stuck.). G-ma is very ill and let us know she was going to the doctor soon for suspected Cancer in her womanly parts. Not sure where, but her blood doctor (she has some form of blood cancer too) recommended she see a gyno-oncologist as soon as possible to get tests done. She’s had an amazing amount of infections lately in her lower GI track so to have this now is very hard for her. She’s just falling apart day by day and fights to live less and less. She’s 83 and at this point is just hoping the journey home to Heaven is quick and painless. We know she doesn’t have much time left so we’re praying she gets her wish.
Nathan was a doll with her. They had a ton of fun playing with her old buttons (funny how random things grandparents have in their closets are the most fun to play with) and sorting them by color and size. It was special for her to spend some time with him and for him too. I don’t know if the chance will ever come up again.
Saturday morning we went to breakfast with the Looman family; Mike’s dad’s family. It was good to see them but after we ate breakfast we left. I think we saw them for all of an hour before it was time to leave.
We went to Fredrick Meijer Garden’s after breakfast with more family (Mike’s mom’s side again). We saw the butterfly exhibit. They had just hatched and it was so cool to have hundreds of different butterflies swarming around us. I wore yellow and even had a few land on me thinking I was a flower. It was cool. Nathan had a blast running around and acting cute. His cousin Emily came (she’s about 15) and watched Nathan most of the time. He called her “my friend” and loved having someone completely devoted to watching him. Such a ham!
That night, Tanya and Jeff went out with some friends so we just hung out for a nice evening at home. It was nice to just relax.
Sunday we went to breakfast with Mike’s mom’s family. Again, eating and visiting isn’t very easy and the time went by quickly. Mike and I left after about an hour and started our drive home. Lucky for us it only took 7 hours (normally 9 or so) to get home. We did a little picking up but we were ready to get to sleep and start another work week.
I’m happy we went but it makes a long weekend doing a turn around trip like that. It’s good to be home but I wish we had more time to spend with everyone.
Show us the best email you received during the past couple of days.
DOG DIARY
8:00AM - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30AM - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40AM - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30AM - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet.
I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other p risoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
I've been up since 3 a.m. It's 4 a.m. now. I officially have the stomach flu. What else could be expected when I was up with Nathan all night Saturday when he had it?
Uh. I have a meeting at 10 a.m. and a presentation to give at 1 p.m.. This is not something I can handle well today. I've taken RX medication for it (I have IBS and sometimes doctors who are nice will give me this medication to help with that, I happend to still have some) and so far so good, except for the not sleeping thing. Which might come if I got off the computer. However, I don't want to get in and out of bed and wake up the family by leaving the room back and forth. If I go to sleep now I'll probably feel like hell when I wake up in two hours anyways. At this point, I might be sick, but at least I don't feel too tired. ::yawn:: oh, wait! There it is.
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