- Someone actually had my bank account info as well, so I now have a new bank account. Gee my bank was so helpful, they even threw in a free cooler on wheels (perfect for the zoo). -sarcasm alert> my life is complete now.
- I have started a new short story, and am quite pleased with how it is coming along. It has 4 whole pages, dialogue and all. If I were still in college, wow 4 pages, you know. Since this is real life, it still needs a lot of work and 5 or 6 re-writes. Funny, in college I NEVER did re-writes.
- Bebe Girl is in a question all things sort of stage. Some of it is delightfully cute, then there is the "why do I have to listen, Why!?" and the comeback I didn't think I'd hear until she was at least 10, "whatever mom". Um, can someone please tell me where my 3 year old went? I know I am in a delusional world to think it will get better from here, but a girl can dream.
- Bebe Boy climbed over the baby gate, he crash landed. I had hoped that would dissuade further climbing attempts. Like I said above, delusional.
- I have started crocheting again, I don't suck as bad as I used to. I have been working on the same Green Bay Packer blanket for HD for the last 5 years. We'll see how far along I get before I put it aside again.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Bullets Schmullets
Hey y'all, first of all I just wanted to say that I really appreciate you stopping by. Secondly, I am sorry if that last blog was a bit of a downer. I am going to take the easy way out and give a bulleted update here, forgive me. Well in no particular order:
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Angry at the Bad Apples.
What is wrong with people? Ok, don't answer that, too vast I know. I am pissed off. I am sure your all just dying to know why. No? Well I am going to tell you anyway. We tried to access our email through aol on the 6th, and were informed that we had a terms of service violation. Basically someone had bounced a spam out of our box. Okay so this has happened before, reset passwords, yadayada.
Today While looking at my bank statement there are some fishy charges out of Montreal CA, WTF! I call the bank, and the agent says, "well HD charged them have you asked him?" "Well, uh yeah, he's standing right here you bitch!" okay so I was way nicer than that, but it is what I wanted to say, her tone was so snotty. I asked when the charges were incurred, lo and behold the same day as the email fiasco. I informed the snotty little bank bitch that We weren't even home that day to shop online, and that I had been with HD all day. Long story short, our AOL was spywared when I accessed it on my Mom's computer, and they got our bank info, and had some fun.
I called my mom to let her know, and she too was missing money, way more than we were. Her bank no questions asked called the business where her charges originated and refunded her on the spot. My "dispute" is pending. Monday morning some poor unfortunate banker is getting his ass chewed out. I'll probably be really nice truth be told, but I will get my money back, BELIEVE THAT!
I would be disappointed, except that would be naive. Some humans are just so shitty. You break your back to provide for your little family and someone else steals it. You report the theft and suddenly you're suspected. I truly understand the reasoning. I am sure some chick out there is disputing some online charge that hubby truly did initiate and is too afraid to admit. The thing is the charge wasn't porn, it was freaking textiles! I looked the company up online and couldn't even find them, so how the fuck am I gonna rack up charges? TEXTILES! I fucking Rent, and I ain't planning on improving this shit hole to live here for a couple more months. Bottom line someone is taking food out of the mouths of my babes, and I am not standing for it.
Okay I think my rant is finito. I had to get that off my chest otherwise it would sit and fester all weekend. I really don't want to berate some poor bank teller who is just doing her job. In other news BB is suddenly very frightened of the dog, who yelped when BB pulled his ear. He points and cries. Bg had only one tantrum today, YEA! We are working on using our words, we'll see. So does anyone have any bit of good human nature to share? Bring it on if you do I need to restore my belief in humanity, just a little.
Today While looking at my bank statement there are some fishy charges out of Montreal CA, WTF! I call the bank, and the agent says, "well HD charged them have you asked him?" "Well, uh yeah, he's standing right here you bitch!" okay so I was way nicer than that, but it is what I wanted to say, her tone was so snotty. I asked when the charges were incurred, lo and behold the same day as the email fiasco. I informed the snotty little bank bitch that We weren't even home that day to shop online, and that I had been with HD all day. Long story short, our AOL was spywared when I accessed it on my Mom's computer, and they got our bank info, and had some fun.
I called my mom to let her know, and she too was missing money, way more than we were. Her bank no questions asked called the business where her charges originated and refunded her on the spot. My "dispute" is pending. Monday morning some poor unfortunate banker is getting his ass chewed out. I'll probably be really nice truth be told, but I will get my money back, BELIEVE THAT!
I would be disappointed, except that would be naive. Some humans are just so shitty. You break your back to provide for your little family and someone else steals it. You report the theft and suddenly you're suspected. I truly understand the reasoning. I am sure some chick out there is disputing some online charge that hubby truly did initiate and is too afraid to admit. The thing is the charge wasn't porn, it was freaking textiles! I looked the company up online and couldn't even find them, so how the fuck am I gonna rack up charges? TEXTILES! I fucking Rent, and I ain't planning on improving this shit hole to live here for a couple more months. Bottom line someone is taking food out of the mouths of my babes, and I am not standing for it.
Okay I think my rant is finito. I had to get that off my chest otherwise it would sit and fester all weekend. I really don't want to berate some poor bank teller who is just doing her job. In other news BB is suddenly very frightened of the dog, who yelped when BB pulled his ear. He points and cries. Bg had only one tantrum today, YEA! We are working on using our words, we'll see. So does anyone have any bit of good human nature to share? Bring it on if you do I need to restore my belief in humanity, just a little.
Friday, July 07, 2006
My White Flag.
So I got a call back for a second interview, but they want to meet me in person. Now I have to think of little details, like when I might actually be in the WI area. SHIT! This means I actually have to start taking this moving and getting a better job thing seriously. I did manage to pack 1 box today. Okay so a box of stuffed animals isn't exactly helpful, but hey. I also managed to finagle BG out of 5 or so toys to donate. Note to self: "DO NOT sort toys when the kids are awake!" too much headache, er um heartache.
BG is a terror, but only part time just when you least expect it. She will throw these crazed crying fits, that make her turn an interesting shade of blue, and by the time she's finished I just want to give in. Really here's my Tom and Jerry white flag on a stick surrender. I don't, I am apparently a very mean mommy. I do have a "magical" machine at my place of work that dispenses candy, oh believe that I use that to my advantage. The problem is leverage, threats, time-out, nothing works. When Bg is on a rampage everyone in the neighborhood knows it. Then she smiles, says she's sorry and gives out hugs like an ATM dispenses cash. Oh the hugs, is the word SUCKER stamped on my forehead in permanent ink, no really is it?
BB is all over the place, walking like a pro, and talking that oh so cute gibberish that only a mama can understand. It is so amazing to me how in the midst of impending chaotic upheaval my kids can be so happy (most of the time). I guess I must be doing something right. I may not have the cure for tantrums, but like Dizzy Lizzy I''m willing to donate mine to the cause.
This post is all over the place, without a cohesive paragraph in sight, I apologize. It has been a long night back at work after 2 days off, and my brain hasn't caught up with my glass of wine yet. I hope y'all out in this blog-o-sphere are having a good night. Peace love and Green Chile!
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BG is a terror, but only part time just when you least expect it. She will throw these crazed crying fits, that make her turn an interesting shade of blue, and by the time she's finished I just want to give in. Really here's my Tom and Jerry white flag on a stick surrender. I don't, I am apparently a very mean mommy. I do have a "magical" machine at my place of work that dispenses candy, oh believe that I use that to my advantage. The problem is leverage, threats, time-out, nothing works. When Bg is on a rampage everyone in the neighborhood knows it. Then she smiles, says she's sorry and gives out hugs like an ATM dispenses cash. Oh the hugs, is the word SUCKER stamped on my forehead in permanent ink, no really is it?
BB is all over the place, walking like a pro, and talking that oh so cute gibberish that only a mama can understand. It is so amazing to me how in the midst of impending chaotic upheaval my kids can be so happy (most of the time). I guess I must be doing something right. I may not have the cure for tantrums, but like Dizzy Lizzy I''m willing to donate mine to the cause.
This post is all over the place, without a cohesive paragraph in sight, I apologize. It has been a long night back at work after 2 days off, and my brain hasn't caught up with my glass of wine yet. I hope y'all out in this blog-o-sphere are having a good night. Peace love and Green Chile!
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Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Chocolate change
So tomorrow I have a Phone Interview. Yup, I am thousands of miles away from the job I want. It is not even a job that I would normally apply to, but... As I have mentioned before I want to live somewhere cooler. We, the hubs and I have decided to make that happen. So hence the phone job interview. Wish me Luck!!
Bebe Boy is 1!! I think I mentioned that already, but it is still blowing my mind. We went to Chuckie Cheese, and now he is full on walking, EVERYWHERE!! I am once again convinced that if your kid is stalling out developmentally all you need to do is show them other kids. "Really that kid can walk?? ME TOO. "
So I am stoked that the hot-clan will be moving up Wisconsin way. I can't help but think, Change is a good thing. It is like chocolate, so very necessary.
Bebe Boy is 1!! I think I mentioned that already, but it is still blowing my mind. We went to Chuckie Cheese, and now he is full on walking, EVERYWHERE!! I am once again convinced that if your kid is stalling out developmentally all you need to do is show them other kids. "Really that kid can walk?? ME TOO. "
So I am stoked that the hot-clan will be moving up Wisconsin way. I can't help but think, Change is a good thing. It is like chocolate, so very necessary.
Friday, June 23, 2006
walking and talking
Well Bebe boy is going to be 1 on Monday, and he's officially bi-pedal. He won't actually walk more than about ten feet, because crawling really is so much faster. Bebe Girl is into talking back right now. If you ask her not to talk back to mommy and daddy, her reply is "you don't talk back to me then." I can't wait until the teen years, no really I can't. I still don't really have anything fantabulously bloggy to write, but i know some of you read this....so an occasional update is due. plgc...-out
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