Ramblings of a Wayward Goddess

I’m a big huge dork. Yesterday I posted about my youngest son’s birthday. I titled the post Feb. 24, 2000. Feb. 24 would be TODAY’S date. His birthday is in fact, the 23rd of Feb. I posted on eth right DAY, but mentioned the wrong DATE. I’m a dork.

It’s that time again. Stuff Portraint Friday. This week were were asked to show our nightstand, a good book we’ve read, and our favorite lamp. So, without further adeui I give you

(drum roll)

I’m currently reading a bunch of books, and have read many great books, but this is probably my favorite. It’s timeless.

Up next…..

Oh, you wanted to see INSIDE my nightstand drawer? yeah, well, that’s not happening. I showed you under the bed, you aren’t getting a peek at my naughty drawer

Next is our favorite Lamp

Ok, I don’t own a lamp, what can I say, this is the light in my bedroom. We are looking to replcae the ceiling fan with just a regular light. I’m thinking we should go all out with a chandalier. The spousal unit isn’t so up for that.

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Six years ago today my youngest was born. My baby. My Munchie. He’s 6 today. He’s getting so big. He’s growing up. You’d think with him being the youngest of 3 that i woul dbe old hat at this, but everything with him hurts a little more. He’s my last. the baby making factory has been closed. I’m happy for him, but sad for me.

Happy Birthday, baby.

We got our replacement for Ben the Rat. Winston the Rat. At first we thought Winston was a Charlotte, but it only took us a week to figure out HE was more of the Winston persuasion.

This is the first time I’ve participated in Stuff Portrait Day, so be gentle, lol

Up first is Under the bed. A scary sight

Next up, my “stereo”, only I don’t have a stereo. I listen to music in my car, on my computer and through my DVD player

Next, pots and pans. I think this says it all.

Thanks for playing along, and if you have no clue what SPF is, run on ove rto Random and Odd for the low down.

t’s pissing me off that more and more I have to be a bitch to get people to do the right thing, or in some cases, thoier freaking JOB!

This isn’t nessecarily something recent, rather a trend I have noticed. Take for instance, way back in Oct 03, I subbed a kickboxing class in a town 45 mins away. I was told that they would cut me a check and send it out on the 22nd. Well, it was a rather small amount, so when the 22nd came and went, I wasn’t too worried. I noticed it, but it was just (I thought)$18, so not a priority. i waited a bit longer and one day when I knew I was going to be in town, I went by to just pick it up. I talk to the manager who has no idea about it but assures me that he will get right on it and call me first thing Monday morning. Tuesday morning I hadn’t heard anything from him so I sent and email stating that I needed my pay ASAP and that if I didn’t hear anything from him i would take further action (this was Dec BTW, I had subbed the class in Oct). He sent me back a very snide, condesceding email telling me basically not to worry my pretty little head over $18 it woudl be in the mail on thier next pay cycle and I shouldget it, again, by Dec 22. So, I was pissed. I mean, i may just be some lowly fitness instructor, but I provided a damn service and expect to be paid for it. You wouldn’t treat a doctor or lawyer with such disregard. Sop, I went to the gym owner. I copied him the email that this guy had sent me and detailed that I was professional and expected to be treated as such. In other words, i was a bitch.
I got a slew of apology emails and my check was in the mail that day. It turned out they paid me $20, which, ironically is what I asked for when they offered me a position full time and they had said they couldn’t pay that amount so I turned down the job.

This brings me to today. Last Weds, my 6 yr old had an eye dr appt. He needed glasses so we picked out a cute frame and had them ordered. I was told that it would be “about Tuesday, we’ll call you”. So I went about my week. Tuesday comes and goes, nothing. I think, ok, maybe they came in the late shipment and they will call me tommorrow. Weds comes and goes, nothing. So today I called to ask about it. the woman I talk to (being nice) says they just got a shipment in and they are probably in that and she will check and call me back. Ok, so I sit at home all day waiting for her call (and I had stuff to do today too, but anyway) I go and get the kids, come home and still no call. So, I called back. The person who answers gives me the run around about how they will call me. I said “Well, when do you think that might be since I was originally told they woul dbe here on Tuesday and it’s Thursday and you are the second person TODAY to tell me you will call me”. Suddenly the glasses were there. Imagine that.

So, last week when I took the little one to the eye Dr, I ended up being there ALL DAY. Fun stuff. My vision plan sucks ass. Apparently they only think you need an eye exam once every 2 years. We will just forget about the little thing about vision prescriptions expiring every year. Turns out my little cherub’s vision has gotten worse since last year, when they told me he would probably “grow out” of the problem as his eyes matured. They then proceeded to tell me that he would “grow out” of this problem too and didn’t need glasses. Umm, ok, I listened to you last year and it’s only gotten worse. He tells me he cant see in school, and the exam clearly shows that he is not growing out of this, it’s getting worse. He’s getting glasses. Even if he only wears them at school, whatever, he’s getting them. We didn’t get home until after noon, so he wasn’t able to go to school, and I wasn’t able to sleep any.

Friday night, still sick, I let my daughter have a sleep over with three of her friends. I think they had fun, but i wasn’t completly ‘there’, you know.

Saturday and Sunday spent in bed, and I think, THINK I may be well now. Not 100%, but about 98% and at this point, I’ll take it.

Urgh…..So, I’ve been sick since Friday. I barely got out of bed all weekend. Monday I finally had the house to myself and I just vegged and watched TV. Yesterday i felt like someone was sitting on my chest. i had to force myself to just breathe. Last night I collapsed into bed ready to sleep for enternity. Turns out, eternity is about 3am. That’s when my nose closed in on itself and I was awoken. I’ve been up ever since. Except for that split second it took for my eyes to close and my brain to turn off….and my alarm clock to start buzzing.
O.M.G. I feel like death. I have to take my 6 yr old infor an eye exam in about an hour. Then I hope I can get him to school in time to be counted present for the day. Hopefully then I will be able to sleep for a little while. I had all intentions on going to the DR myself today to find out what alien had invaded my body, but I’m just too damn tired to sit in a waiting room more than once today.

I read a lot of blogs. I have a whole folder in my bookmarks for blogs that I read. So many, that I’m too lazy to put them all in my sidebar here.
It seems to be that time of year. Everyone is buzzing about BlogHer. A giant circle jerk where women sit around talking about how great thier blogs are, hoping to catch a glipse of one of the “famous bloggers”. I have to wonder, who really needs that much validation?
I write here for me, and me alone. If someone wonders by and reads what i have to say, great. If they think I’m whiney and stupid and self absorbed, so be it. If they move along and never come back, wonderful. Really. Don’t. Care.
I have a small group of people that I have meet online through MSN groups. A wonderfully fucked up internet medium. I woudl say 98% of the people in MSN groups are people i would want to slap in real life. Then you run arcross a select few who are like family to you. I have that in “Abby”, “Zatzme”, and “Jeep”. “Zat” lives about 3 hrs from me, “Abby” about 2 hrs from her. A couple times a year, I pack up the kids and we head to Zat’s house. Then the next day we all pile into her van and head to Abby’s. I never want to leave.
These are the people that make my internet journey worthwhile. And we don’t need some official meeting costing way too damn much money to feel good about ourselfs.