I work with mostly men - my office mate is a man - they are nerds. Nerds don't chat. I am a woman - while yes I am too a nerd I still have that gene that requires conversation and I'm not getting it. I have previously documented here that Bubba doesn't talk - at least not much and lately it's been as I'm started to drift off to sleep. So now and just earlier today you got a bit of chat and nothing terribly note worthy - guess what - same post later time...
Nana is off doing stuff with Pap and it's been quick hit chats the last couple of days I can't call my sister as she's busier than a one-armed paper hanger and well - frankly I need a gossip session or just a bottle of wine with women... (side bar -- I typed whine instead of wine - mental slip?) Oh sure if we were headed home for the holiday weekend - no worries but we're not - and Bubba is off all day Saturday for a bachelor party - and I am making plans - plans which include shoe shopping and bookcase shopping. I'm not going to buy expensive shelving just something I can toss up and hold my books and get them out of the various hiding places in which they now reside. Of course if Bubba sees ALL my books in one place he might indeed have some sort of Bubba-fit - but frankly my dear - don't care. Yes there is the outta-sight/ outta mind mentality that I have learned to deploy with darling husband - I'll just listen to him blather on and on Sunday about the money I spent and the amount of books currently residing in our humble abode.
I say again Bubba get better taste in TV and I won't need so much reading material.
I can also say that I have ordered flowers for Bubba's Granny - her birthday is Monday and again since we aren't going home to celebrate with a picnic that only my in-laws can toss (details later) I call in flowers. Notice I said I as in ME call in flowers for his own Granny.... just like Mother's Day - the boy has to dial a phone that day and call his mama.... the rest just magically happens - in Bubbaland. Must be a nice place... I wouldn't know - but if you ask him Bubba has a very difficult life - it's so stressful, frankly I don't see how - he gets up, showers, dresses, goes to work - after most mornings telling his wife that she needs to get moving and go to work - because if you don't tell her this information she'll forget and sit there waiting for the dog to finish her breakfast.... then go to work all day (which apparently is his happy place) then wander home after a nice long day - have dinner ready for you, sole control of the remote, site on his royal throne until he's ready to go to bed and start it all over again.
Oh sure there are moments when he must, get himself something to drink with his dinner, his own dessert on occasion, help with lunch prep for the following day. Then there will be the grocery shopping, from a list he didn't have to prepare, segregate coupons, or plan the meals, but he must be very careful with said shopping because his wife will spend every time he makes and more unless he nags her until she blogs it to the world - and comes down from the cast iron against his noggin... and am I am sure that the monthly checkbook balancing would drive anyone to drink and I will be honest enough to admit that there are months I make a major whoops - but I have never bounced a check or missed a payment.
ANY way.... oh yeah I promised an in-law picnic story.. (I told you I was in a chatty mood) this is a family that doesn't like "cold foods" especially the matriarch - so you get some sort of meat, fried rice usually some kind of potato dish that uses, frozen hash browns, cream of something soup, onions, sour cream, and cheese baked - then cooled to semi-room temperature, some kind of corn, maybe a veggie, and I wonder why I always felt so bloated from these little get togethers. Then there is the boil before you grill it ribs, chicken and sausages - the olive oil covered steaks, with then red pepper flakes on them - ONCE in my world and then the joy of watching my sister-in-law and her eldest daughter drown whatever meat product we have in ketchup. Oh and the man of the grill that thinks a steak medium rare is an abomination to man and beast - where I and my hubby think steaks well done are shoe leather. Did I mention the $13K kitchen my mother-in-law has and rarely uses? In a fair world - that kitchen would be mine... all mine.... not that I lust for her kitchen and probably if Bubba were some how struck stupid and agreed to let me redo our kitchen I could do the entire job with appliances for that amount of money and have some left over for dinner. Especially since the only appliance I need/want to replace is the stove. Oh sure complete redesign cabinets, etc... but appliances not so much - although the double oven would be nice - and the fancy stove, and freezer on bottom but I can live without that one...
And in another chatty thought tomorrow is freaking July! OMG seriously? Where did the first half of this year flipping go? Crap 2 weeks until I must celebrate another anniversary of my 39th birthday... cash or cabana boys only please or books just to tick off my husband --- hee hee hee. All right enough blathering on for today... I'll chew off Bubba's ear tonight - won't that be fun?
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Home stretch...
And away stretch too - as last night I was again pampered princess with an hour long massage - ahhhh but before I could get there - of course Bubba had to make sure the person doing said massage earned his money. Butthead. I left work early enough I thought, to get home, change clothes, let the pups out and then head on my way. But of course it was bright and sunny and almost a holiday weekend so we can't have that - oh no --- people have to hit each other and screw it up for the rest of us - although having seen the front end of that smushed BMW which from the back looked fairly new - bummer dude.
Any who... I called Bubba on his cell - at his office - I waited a good 10 minutes then as I got closer to my appointment time and still stuck in traffic I called the neighbors and asked them to let out the pups so they didn't explode or leave me a present in their beds... of course 2 minutes after talking to the neighbors - Bubba calls and grumps that they could wait a few minutes extra - he'd be home in a bit. (rrriiggghhhtttttt)
As it was when I got home an hour later he had just strolled in himself - of course he said there was no need to run home because I had called the neighbors... whatever. It just goes to show that I must call an hour or so before I need him to ensure that he might possibly 1) return my call and 2) manage to pry himself away from work to tend to home issues and 3) not grump to the high heavens about doing so.... the last option is such a pipe dream we won't even deal with it.
Today at work promises to be quiet - tomorrow will be dead. We shall see how long I hang around tomorrow - if I'm thinking right I'll get up early and that way I can get home early.
I must say it was nice to eat dinner outside last night the weather was perfect, nice breeze but I do have a few new bites to remind me it's still summer. Of course Bubba and I sat there reading the paper instead of talking to each other - the only time he wants to talk is when I've finished reading and dropping off to sleep - THEN he wants to talk - seriously. Maybe then he figures he'll get a word in edgewise... keep dreaming pumpkin.
Chat at you all later - sorry this post isn't very exciting but right now we're on the lazy river boat ride and with any luck the rapids are WAY down the stream...
Any who... I called Bubba on his cell - at his office - I waited a good 10 minutes then as I got closer to my appointment time and still stuck in traffic I called the neighbors and asked them to let out the pups so they didn't explode or leave me a present in their beds... of course 2 minutes after talking to the neighbors - Bubba calls and grumps that they could wait a few minutes extra - he'd be home in a bit. (rrriiggghhhtttttt)
As it was when I got home an hour later he had just strolled in himself - of course he said there was no need to run home because I had called the neighbors... whatever. It just goes to show that I must call an hour or so before I need him to ensure that he might possibly 1) return my call and 2) manage to pry himself away from work to tend to home issues and 3) not grump to the high heavens about doing so.... the last option is such a pipe dream we won't even deal with it.
Today at work promises to be quiet - tomorrow will be dead. We shall see how long I hang around tomorrow - if I'm thinking right I'll get up early and that way I can get home early.
I must say it was nice to eat dinner outside last night the weather was perfect, nice breeze but I do have a few new bites to remind me it's still summer. Of course Bubba and I sat there reading the paper instead of talking to each other - the only time he wants to talk is when I've finished reading and dropping off to sleep - THEN he wants to talk - seriously. Maybe then he figures he'll get a word in edgewise... keep dreaming pumpkin.
Chat at you all later - sorry this post isn't very exciting but right now we're on the lazy river boat ride and with any luck the rapids are WAY down the stream...
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
BLA....
bla.. bla... bla... it's a feeling, a movement, and perhaps even a gesture - I have hit a wall today and it has enveloped me in a slow moving oozy kind of bla... oh sure I've got things to get done at work, things to think about getting done at home, but still I have this bla... feeling over me and I'm not really in the mood to do much of anything.
Oh sure the day started way too freaking early - had to be on the other side of the world (almost) for a meeting so in typical DC fashion one must leave one's home 1.75 hours before scheduled meeting time to ensure 1) you can claim you did IF you are late and 2) arrive 35 minutes on a good day. There are no in betweens around here it just doesn't happen. Thankfully today - it was option 2 which gave me time to empty my pea sized bladder and set a caffeinated beverage with which to refill my previously mentioned pea sized body part (frankly the only one left in that size) so I sat around chatted with the gal I know about life in general and putzed and sat through the meeting. Of course then I raced out to again empty the thing I just filled, and headed back to work at my office... which was uneventful - staff meeting - minutes half done and not terribly interested in getting it tended to... like I said... bla bla bla.
Maybe it's because I'm tired, or because it's 100 degrees outside - but I'm inside with modern miracles like air conditioning so - what's the big deal there? Maybe it has to do with barometric pressure - which I hope that is the weather one and not some sort of medical term or device because well --- ewww and not what I meant AT ALL...
I got home from my meeting last night - Bubba was just feeding himself - 9PM! then he went into our office and had a work conference call. Ick - but the funny/sad part was Shelby kept trying to go into the office and see what Bubba was doing - finally I sat on the floor with them and got and gave love - it makes all things better. SEE!! This is why you need to bring your dog to work with you first it forces you outside during the day so you both get some exercise and second when you have the blas you can love your pup feel better and be productive. I can't see this crowd getting into those touchy-feely kinds of ideas but hey - remember the title and that was certainly random for today.
By the time Bubba was done with his call I was tired and not in the mood to move, but Mr. I'm ready to do something was barking orders - which I ignored - of course Major Crankypants made an appearance to which I responded by saying - no dear it is NOT my job to make OUR lunches - we agreed to share this responsibility - go get things started and I will tend to the pups... i.e. you're a big boy make your own sandwich and pack the extras you want - don't wait for me butthead!! yeesh.
Today he said he would be home "sometime" groovy. Fine same with dinner honey - it will be sometime when I am ready to eat and not wait for your happy backside. Which considering the wheel o' Bubba moods I would be waiting a LONG time for his Happy backside to eat - then again it might me a good way to watch my weight - (and not just go up!!)
All righty then enough bla blog for today - perhaps on the way home something will break the blas - or I'll just crawl under my desk and take a nap and then I'll feel better. :-)
Stay cool!
Oh sure the day started way too freaking early - had to be on the other side of the world (almost) for a meeting so in typical DC fashion one must leave one's home 1.75 hours before scheduled meeting time to ensure 1) you can claim you did IF you are late and 2) arrive 35 minutes on a good day. There are no in betweens around here it just doesn't happen. Thankfully today - it was option 2 which gave me time to empty my pea sized bladder and set a caffeinated beverage with which to refill my previously mentioned pea sized body part (frankly the only one left in that size) so I sat around chatted with the gal I know about life in general and putzed and sat through the meeting. Of course then I raced out to again empty the thing I just filled, and headed back to work at my office... which was uneventful - staff meeting - minutes half done and not terribly interested in getting it tended to... like I said... bla bla bla.
Maybe it's because I'm tired, or because it's 100 degrees outside - but I'm inside with modern miracles like air conditioning so - what's the big deal there? Maybe it has to do with barometric pressure - which I hope that is the weather one and not some sort of medical term or device because well --- ewww and not what I meant AT ALL...
I got home from my meeting last night - Bubba was just feeding himself - 9PM! then he went into our office and had a work conference call. Ick - but the funny/sad part was Shelby kept trying to go into the office and see what Bubba was doing - finally I sat on the floor with them and got and gave love - it makes all things better. SEE!! This is why you need to bring your dog to work with you first it forces you outside during the day so you both get some exercise and second when you have the blas you can love your pup feel better and be productive. I can't see this crowd getting into those touchy-feely kinds of ideas but hey - remember the title and that was certainly random for today.
By the time Bubba was done with his call I was tired and not in the mood to move, but Mr. I'm ready to do something was barking orders - which I ignored - of course Major Crankypants made an appearance to which I responded by saying - no dear it is NOT my job to make OUR lunches - we agreed to share this responsibility - go get things started and I will tend to the pups... i.e. you're a big boy make your own sandwich and pack the extras you want - don't wait for me butthead!! yeesh.
Today he said he would be home "sometime" groovy. Fine same with dinner honey - it will be sometime when I am ready to eat and not wait for your happy backside. Which considering the wheel o' Bubba moods I would be waiting a LONG time for his Happy backside to eat - then again it might me a good way to watch my weight - (and not just go up!!)
All righty then enough bla blog for today - perhaps on the way home something will break the blas - or I'll just crawl under my desk and take a nap and then I'll feel better. :-)
Stay cool!
Saturday, June 25, 2011
And I wonder why I grit my teeth....
It's Saturday it's mellow - I am of course up before he is... no biggie. Day begins per usual, he's up showered and making stuff up for me to do.. groovy we're in that mode today... "there is shit everywhere" but of course none of it is his...
So I'm up and moving and morning routine, outside cleaning up the back yard while he mows and edges the yard. Whoopeee.... inside I make lunch - here it is left over eat this. I make the grocery list and the Trader Joe's list and the Wal-Mart list - I also looked up so recipes looking for something different one of which we'll try tonight - the other tomorrow. Of course we go through coupons and split the difference I do the wal-mart and Trader Joe's run - he goes to the grocery store. Bubba has got a real issue with this grocery shopping I guess he figures he is saving money if he goes - fine whatever.
But I get the 12th degree when I get home about how much money I spent!!! OMG really!! It's not like we're living hand to mouth - we do all right - and need I remind anyone the FIT he has when we discuss money and what our household income is! No I'm not going to post it on line for crying out loud that is just plain stupid - but telling my family in general terms the ball park in which we play sends Bubba into fits of apoplexy.
He literally asked me for the receipts and went on and on about buying shit we don't need. I didn't buy anything we don't need, I bought stuff we can use like bug spray with a coupon because it expired at the end of the month. It's not like that crap spoils or anything - then the 10th degree over a face cream thing I bought - with a $3 coupon it was $15 buck and change... his wart remover was 12 bucks and change did sir cheapy-cheapy say anything about that?? Oh no! But me wanting to try something so I don't look like a harped 40 something woman - that $15 will break us!
and the whole I don't care crap - is really starting to grate on my last nerve son - we save for our retirement, I don't buy face cream for $150 bucks -- a mere 15 at the flipping Wal-Mart. Shut the F up or I will go to Nostrums and start buying out the freaking store! Then you can bitch about the money I spend. Seriously!!!!!
I desperately want to know where this comes from?! His father says nothing - that I every hear - oh sure Mama spends it like it's unfashionable to have it - but WTF already! I almost said it - almost - you do the shopping - you just take care of it all but NO - no freaking way. I get up go to work all day and do the rest if I want to go nuts and spend $20 on face cream dag nabbit I'm going to do it!
*sigh* And I made nut and dried fruit mix with chocolate chips for our card game tonight with the neighbors since Bubba has eaten her out of mix every time we go there - of course it doesn't meet with his royal highness's approval - the chocolate chips melt in his delicate little hands and generally that isn't the part he likes. FINE jag-off - eat around them I'll put them under your pillow and in your underwear drawer later....
Off to make dinner - one comment and odds are he wears it tonight. And that would be wasting money - but it would feel so good.........
/ end rant.
So I'm up and moving and morning routine, outside cleaning up the back yard while he mows and edges the yard. Whoopeee.... inside I make lunch - here it is left over eat this. I make the grocery list and the Trader Joe's list and the Wal-Mart list - I also looked up so recipes looking for something different one of which we'll try tonight - the other tomorrow. Of course we go through coupons and split the difference I do the wal-mart and Trader Joe's run - he goes to the grocery store. Bubba has got a real issue with this grocery shopping I guess he figures he is saving money if he goes - fine whatever.
But I get the 12th degree when I get home about how much money I spent!!! OMG really!! It's not like we're living hand to mouth - we do all right - and need I remind anyone the FIT he has when we discuss money and what our household income is! No I'm not going to post it on line for crying out loud that is just plain stupid - but telling my family in general terms the ball park in which we play sends Bubba into fits of apoplexy.
He literally asked me for the receipts and went on and on about buying shit we don't need. I didn't buy anything we don't need, I bought stuff we can use like bug spray with a coupon because it expired at the end of the month. It's not like that crap spoils or anything - then the 10th degree over a face cream thing I bought - with a $3 coupon it was $15 buck and change... his wart remover was 12 bucks and change did sir cheapy-cheapy say anything about that?? Oh no! But me wanting to try something so I don't look like a harped 40 something woman - that $15 will break us!
and the whole I don't care crap - is really starting to grate on my last nerve son - we save for our retirement, I don't buy face cream for $150 bucks -- a mere 15 at the flipping Wal-Mart. Shut the F up or I will go to Nostrums and start buying out the freaking store! Then you can bitch about the money I spend. Seriously!!!!!
I desperately want to know where this comes from?! His father says nothing - that I every hear - oh sure Mama spends it like it's unfashionable to have it - but WTF already! I almost said it - almost - you do the shopping - you just take care of it all but NO - no freaking way. I get up go to work all day and do the rest if I want to go nuts and spend $20 on face cream dag nabbit I'm going to do it!
*sigh* And I made nut and dried fruit mix with chocolate chips for our card game tonight with the neighbors since Bubba has eaten her out of mix every time we go there - of course it doesn't meet with his royal highness's approval - the chocolate chips melt in his delicate little hands and generally that isn't the part he likes. FINE jag-off - eat around them I'll put them under your pillow and in your underwear drawer later....
Off to make dinner - one comment and odds are he wears it tonight. And that would be wasting money - but it would feel so good.........
/ end rant.
Friday, June 24, 2011
The devil just did a double-axel
Check your winter Olympics play by play and yes - the Devil - on ice skates... why do I know this? Because when I got home yesterday from my overnight work trip my kitchen was clean - and it wasn't when I left Tuesday morning... Yes boys and girls start preparing for the end of days - because Bubba 1) unloaded the dishwasher - which WAS clean and 2) loaded the dirty dishes into the dishwasher - and there you go. Snow cones for all those we've cursed to Hates.
Now granted he did put my Teflon pans in the dishwasher - and I rearranged the plates and bowls so more stuff would fit in the dishwasher but hey! I didn't have to do it!!! I did wash the pans and the wooden spoons but again that was nothing compared to Bubba actually figuring out how those complex machines in the food room (aka the kitchen) worked. Go figure.
And thankfully he was in a good mood when I thanked him for the job - and of course made the cracks about snow cones in hell. He laughed and made disparaging remarks about my sense humor. Now remember gang I have been gone for over a week on occasions and have come home and found -a week's worth of dirty dishes in my sink and an empty dishwasher - this was also the man that unloaded a DIRTY dishwasher. So the fact that he noticed that the dishes in the dishwasher were indeed clean and second he put the dirty ones in there - this is major people and isn't that a sad commentary that it is.
Of course with that he wanted dinner - by the time he got home I had already raided the fridge and ate left overs - he got similar. Now again he putzed and wandered and booted up his computer on my shelf in the living room when things were ready for him in the kitchen I told him that - he said he would be a minute -ok fine, I didn't put sloppy on bun for fear of bun icky-ness you know soggy and gross. All he had to do was put meat on bun and he was done - and I got "aren't you going to get me dinner?" in that sad and wounded puppy voice that makes me want to put up flash cards on how to feed himself. As I went upstairs I said all you had to do was put meat on bread. "I've got to deal with my computer"
And why can't we eat first THEN screw around with our work computer? Yeah yeah, she's halfway around the world but I don't think 15 minutes would make that much of a difference but hey what do I know? So he's got his computer on the TV table, his dinner on mine and I watch as he tried to eat and work at the same time while complaining about what is on TV. This is the man who cannot - perform more than one task at the time - oh sure he CLAIMS he can multi-task but we've seen him drive and try and talk on the phone - it is not for the faint of heart. So I burrow into a book and basically ignore Mr. I can do it all - as he then grumps as he has to deal with a bug (I can't reach it) and mumbled something about this is why I work late...
Really pumpkin? After all those nice things I was thinking about you --- poof! Stay at work butthead.
So we have an unplanned weekend, I have 3 goals for the weekend, first is a nail appointment, second and third involve a Trader Joe's run and I am going to the grocery store this weekend - time me I won't be gone for 4 flipping hours. Seriously.
Quick hit for a Friday - as it will be very dead at work soon.... not that I'm complaining mind you... it's been a good week, even through I've had to work every day this week and one overnight - but they did put us up in a nice hotel - and I had Eggs Benedict for breakfast! :-)
Now granted he did put my Teflon pans in the dishwasher - and I rearranged the plates and bowls so more stuff would fit in the dishwasher but hey! I didn't have to do it!!! I did wash the pans and the wooden spoons but again that was nothing compared to Bubba actually figuring out how those complex machines in the food room (aka the kitchen) worked. Go figure.
And thankfully he was in a good mood when I thanked him for the job - and of course made the cracks about snow cones in hell. He laughed and made disparaging remarks about my sense humor. Now remember gang I have been gone for over a week on occasions and have come home and found -a week's worth of dirty dishes in my sink and an empty dishwasher - this was also the man that unloaded a DIRTY dishwasher. So the fact that he noticed that the dishes in the dishwasher were indeed clean and second he put the dirty ones in there - this is major people and isn't that a sad commentary that it is.
Of course with that he wanted dinner - by the time he got home I had already raided the fridge and ate left overs - he got similar. Now again he putzed and wandered and booted up his computer on my shelf in the living room when things were ready for him in the kitchen I told him that - he said he would be a minute -ok fine, I didn't put sloppy on bun for fear of bun icky-ness you know soggy and gross. All he had to do was put meat on bun and he was done - and I got "aren't you going to get me dinner?" in that sad and wounded puppy voice that makes me want to put up flash cards on how to feed himself. As I went upstairs I said all you had to do was put meat on bread. "I've got to deal with my computer"
And why can't we eat first THEN screw around with our work computer? Yeah yeah, she's halfway around the world but I don't think 15 minutes would make that much of a difference but hey what do I know? So he's got his computer on the TV table, his dinner on mine and I watch as he tried to eat and work at the same time while complaining about what is on TV. This is the man who cannot - perform more than one task at the time - oh sure he CLAIMS he can multi-task but we've seen him drive and try and talk on the phone - it is not for the faint of heart. So I burrow into a book and basically ignore Mr. I can do it all - as he then grumps as he has to deal with a bug (I can't reach it) and mumbled something about this is why I work late...
Really pumpkin? After all those nice things I was thinking about you --- poof! Stay at work butthead.
So we have an unplanned weekend, I have 3 goals for the weekend, first is a nail appointment, second and third involve a Trader Joe's run and I am going to the grocery store this weekend - time me I won't be gone for 4 flipping hours. Seriously.
Quick hit for a Friday - as it will be very dead at work soon.... not that I'm complaining mind you... it's been a good week, even through I've had to work every day this week and one overnight - but they did put us up in a nice hotel - and I had Eggs Benedict for breakfast! :-)
Monday, June 20, 2011
The question for today is....
What time wrap does my husband step into that makes errands go on for the better part of 4 flipping hours? Let's dive into the details... yesterday - post meeting day 1 - all is well except for the fact that my eyeballs popped open at 8:00 AM and stayed in that position.... so usual morning. Up, pups tended, sit and enjoy peace and quiet... then hours later Bubba up, showered, barking orders.... I assist (because I'm a dork that's why) and clean up the back yard, while he mows the front yard, then based upon the time, we stop, luck up the pups - and head to - the movies!! Bubba wanted to see "Green Lantern" OK movie -we enjoyed, ate too much popcorn and after the movie we headed home.
Got home, Bubba finished the lawn mowing, while I made dinner plans for next week, and made a grocery list - which Bubba took with him along with the coupons and away he went. When he left the house at 3:15 PM he was headed to a 3:30 PM massage appointment in Germantown. Then he was going grocery shopping from a list - with coupons broken out for stuff we needed on that list. He arrived home at 7:30 PM. That boys and girls is 4 hours - check my math - I'm right right?
Now when asked "what the heck happened to you?" We spun the wheel of Bubba emotions and surprise! we got Cranky!!! I'm sorry - a massage is 60-90 minutes tops, how freaking long does it take to get dressed pay, and go the store. For me it's another 10-15 minutes... So now we are at 1.75 hours, it takes you 2.25 hours to grocery shop - from a list? Oh - whoops I forgot he called home to wish his father a happy father's day - you can't do that driving to the store? Ok fine - Bubba doesn't multitask well - take on another 30 minutes for that... we're at 2.25 hours. 1 hour and 45 minutes to shop? It wasn't that long of a list! Am I wrong? OR as was stated to me during our "cranky" period - "I am careful and use coupons not like you who has to run through the grocery store and it doesn't matter how much money you spend."
Well - F - u very much Bubba. I'm sorry I have 600 other things to do than spend half a freaking day at the grocery store. AND I would have remembered the parts we needed for dinner last night - instead you got what you got. Dorkus.
Now I also think there were two factors involved here - 1) he'd eaten nothing but popcorn all day and 2) he talked to BOTH parents because his father stayed in MD to "enjoy" his father's day - alone. ;-) Hence the sh-t head comment and the additional BS that went along with - no Bubba - I'm not going to wait another 30-45 minutes to eat - its 7:30 already and I need to eat! If you wanted to edge the yard - then you should have let me go to the grocery store then you could come home and done it. Because we all know it would have been closer to 9 PM before we ate dinner!! OMG no way - that has got to stop! And he just doesn't get it... 1) I need to eat, right and regular and 2) I will start waking his snoring ass up when I'm awake and looking for the Rolaids - because we're eating 90 minutes before going to bed!!! I swear some days I think he thinks I'm making this crap up! And how many dinners would you like me to eat in one day? Mr. "Get a snack and deal with it" I did - but again how many snacks do I have to eat before I've eaten an entire meal?
(and breathe... in... out... and ahhhhhh). Zen has returned. Or at least the vent is released. No meeting tonight - easy dinner and again Zen like happiness or ignorance is bliss...
Oh and fun for tomorrow - doctor's visit... yeah - let's see what new ideas she's got for me... heck I may have her write instructions that I have to eat before 8 PM - then I'll laminate it, frame it and stick it in Bubba's face. OK maybe not full Zen yet.... getting there.
Happy Monday y'all. Oh visual evidence of the Wheel-o- Bubba
Got home, Bubba finished the lawn mowing, while I made dinner plans for next week, and made a grocery list - which Bubba took with him along with the coupons and away he went. When he left the house at 3:15 PM he was headed to a 3:30 PM massage appointment in Germantown. Then he was going grocery shopping from a list - with coupons broken out for stuff we needed on that list. He arrived home at 7:30 PM. That boys and girls is 4 hours - check my math - I'm right right?
Now when asked "what the heck happened to you?" We spun the wheel of Bubba emotions and surprise! we got Cranky!!! I'm sorry - a massage is 60-90 minutes tops, how freaking long does it take to get dressed pay, and go the store. For me it's another 10-15 minutes... So now we are at 1.75 hours, it takes you 2.25 hours to grocery shop - from a list? Oh - whoops I forgot he called home to wish his father a happy father's day - you can't do that driving to the store? Ok fine - Bubba doesn't multitask well - take on another 30 minutes for that... we're at 2.25 hours. 1 hour and 45 minutes to shop? It wasn't that long of a list! Am I wrong? OR as was stated to me during our "cranky" period - "I am careful and use coupons not like you who has to run through the grocery store and it doesn't matter how much money you spend."
Well - F - u very much Bubba. I'm sorry I have 600 other things to do than spend half a freaking day at the grocery store. AND I would have remembered the parts we needed for dinner last night - instead you got what you got. Dorkus.
Now I also think there were two factors involved here - 1) he'd eaten nothing but popcorn all day and 2) he talked to BOTH parents because his father stayed in MD to "enjoy" his father's day - alone. ;-) Hence the sh-t head comment and the additional BS that went along with - no Bubba - I'm not going to wait another 30-45 minutes to eat - its 7:30 already and I need to eat! If you wanted to edge the yard - then you should have let me go to the grocery store then you could come home and done it. Because we all know it would have been closer to 9 PM before we ate dinner!! OMG no way - that has got to stop! And he just doesn't get it... 1) I need to eat, right and regular and 2) I will start waking his snoring ass up when I'm awake and looking for the Rolaids - because we're eating 90 minutes before going to bed!!! I swear some days I think he thinks I'm making this crap up! And how many dinners would you like me to eat in one day? Mr. "Get a snack and deal with it" I did - but again how many snacks do I have to eat before I've eaten an entire meal?
(and breathe... in... out... and ahhhhhh). Zen has returned. Or at least the vent is released. No meeting tonight - easy dinner and again Zen like happiness or ignorance is bliss...
Oh and fun for tomorrow - doctor's visit... yeah - let's see what new ideas she's got for me... heck I may have her write instructions that I have to eat before 8 PM - then I'll laminate it, frame it and stick it in Bubba's face. OK maybe not full Zen yet.... getting there.
Happy Monday y'all. Oh visual evidence of the Wheel-o- Bubba
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Well shut my mouth...
And call me cornbread - yesterday was the big day for my girl's group along with the massive picnic it was a lot of moving parts and guess what .... IT WENT FREAKING GREAT! Bummer that again the big boss lady was absent- again (3rd year in a row) but I know my girls did a great job and that is all that matters!!!! Of course I did happen to mention to her right hand that the girls' commented on her lack of presence at our little get togethers... so there. (see my tongue sticking out)
But the really amazing part - all the helping hands I had -- parents of my girls doing something a lot of somethings!!! They had things all setup and ready I just pointed and asked and said go forth and do this and IT GOT DONE... It was so freaking cool!!! Oh I was tired as -per usual I didn't sit for more than the meeting but I wasn't nearly as drained as I usually am for these things. It was simply freaking fantastic.
Now the day did start a little shaky - Bubba started in with how much did this cost us bla bla bla and I laid down the law, I said right now I appreciate your help today more than you know but I didn't ask or volunteer you for anything - you offered. Now if you want to be mad at me - do it after it's all done and we can have a zippy fight post meeting you will not start my day this way and lecture me on "lodge crap" right now. I was stunned when he actually zipped it - and we went on to have a good day.
Now for a bit of levity... If you recall a year ago - go back and look it up - because if it were me on the other end I would have said NO too... ANY way, inspiration struck again. This time during a yard sale I saw a book of post cards of outhouses... and I knew I had found my father's day present... now those of you who don't get my humor (probably don't get 9/10's of this blog) --anyhow--- I came up with another letter to dear old Dad. It as follows: Enjoy and remember to love your Dad he's the only one you got.
Father’s Day Gift Crap, Incorporated
North Main Street
Goatscratch MT 65432
Dad-o-mine
Anytown, USA
Dear J. A.;
It has come to our attention AGAIN at Father’s Day Gift Crap, Incorporated that you have requested “no gift - card only” policy for this upcoming Father’s day. Did we not have this discussion last Father’s Day? Yes, yes we get the getting old and don’t want new crap but sir, check out the title again will you? There are minimum wage workers in wilds of Montana that have to have something to do to get through those winters – you can only ride the snow plow loaded so many times before the Sheriff starts to get cranky.
Your children apparently blocked our number on their cell phones, so we called the Mrs. She was polite and friendly and when we asked where you liked spending your alone time she laughed and blurted “the bathroom”.
Frankly J.A, you’re a guy’s guy and we applaud that. As such we believe we have found the perfect father’s day gift for you. It is enclosed.
Now this gift is good to look at it is practical as well. When your friends and family travel far and wide and send post cards from exciting locales now you can reply with lovely pictures representing a place in which you spend your time. Aren’t we helpful? Now I know considering that two years in a row you’ve gotten such great gifts we just KNOW we won’t have to write again next year…
Enjoy your day, Dad.
Sincerely,
John. C. Smith
Senior VP of Marketing
Father’s Day Gift Crap, Incorporated
P.S.These are post cards so you can inform all your friends of where you spend your time – just in case you couldn’t tell.
But the really amazing part - all the helping hands I had -- parents of my girls doing something a lot of somethings!!! They had things all setup and ready I just pointed and asked and said go forth and do this and IT GOT DONE... It was so freaking cool!!! Oh I was tired as -per usual I didn't sit for more than the meeting but I wasn't nearly as drained as I usually am for these things. It was simply freaking fantastic.
Now the day did start a little shaky - Bubba started in with how much did this cost us bla bla bla and I laid down the law, I said right now I appreciate your help today more than you know but I didn't ask or volunteer you for anything - you offered. Now if you want to be mad at me - do it after it's all done and we can have a zippy fight post meeting you will not start my day this way and lecture me on "lodge crap" right now. I was stunned when he actually zipped it - and we went on to have a good day.
Now for a bit of levity... If you recall a year ago - go back and look it up - because if it were me on the other end I would have said NO too... ANY way, inspiration struck again. This time during a yard sale I saw a book of post cards of outhouses... and I knew I had found my father's day present... now those of you who don't get my humor (probably don't get 9/10's of this blog) --anyhow--- I came up with another letter to dear old Dad. It as follows: Enjoy and remember to love your Dad he's the only one you got.
Father’s Day Gift Crap, Incorporated
North Main Street
Goatscratch MT 65432
Dad-o-mine
Anytown, USA
Dear J. A.;
It has come to our attention AGAIN at Father’s Day Gift Crap, Incorporated that you have requested “no gift - card only” policy for this upcoming Father’s day. Did we not have this discussion last Father’s Day? Yes, yes we get the getting old and don’t want new crap but sir, check out the title again will you? There are minimum wage workers in wilds of Montana that have to have something to do to get through those winters – you can only ride the snow plow loaded so many times before the Sheriff starts to get cranky.
Your children apparently blocked our number on their cell phones, so we called the Mrs. She was polite and friendly and when we asked where you liked spending your alone time she laughed and blurted “the bathroom”.
Frankly J.A, you’re a guy’s guy and we applaud that. As such we believe we have found the perfect father’s day gift for you. It is enclosed.
Now this gift is good to look at it is practical as well. When your friends and family travel far and wide and send post cards from exciting locales now you can reply with lovely pictures representing a place in which you spend your time. Aren’t we helpful? Now I know considering that two years in a row you’ve gotten such great gifts we just KNOW we won’t have to write again next year…
Enjoy your day, Dad.
Sincerely,
John. C. Smith
Senior VP of Marketing
Father’s Day Gift Crap, Incorporated
P.S.These are post cards so you can inform all your friends of where you spend your time – just in case you couldn’t tell.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Almost miss it...
The old job, that is.... only for the blog post potentials, however, this new job low stress, smart people, quiet afternoons, life boys and girls is good -but it doesn't make fodder for blog posts. Also when one doesn't see one's spouse for days it also lends itself to lack of content for reflection.
He went out again last night - I was a busy gal, cards, letters, gifts and the like all tucked away outta sight outta mind in Bubba land - and more magic fairies that just make things happen in his house...
He just called - and asked - again what was happening Saturday - the date of the big girl's group meeting - asking about times and the like - I have given him the best I can and still he asks - same answer dear when it's over.... then I'm cranky because I get impatient because he asks the same questions over and over again....
On the upside since I had to get here so freaking early - I'm headed home early... short post today - sorry.
He went out again last night - I was a busy gal, cards, letters, gifts and the like all tucked away outta sight outta mind in Bubba land - and more magic fairies that just make things happen in his house...
He just called - and asked - again what was happening Saturday - the date of the big girl's group meeting - asking about times and the like - I have given him the best I can and still he asks - same answer dear when it's over.... then I'm cranky because I get impatient because he asks the same questions over and over again....
On the upside since I had to get here so freaking early - I'm headed home early... short post today - sorry.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Wednesday.... up THAT hill?
Screw the hump-day reference, today has been a Tour-De-France type hill to get over... yeesh. First part I did to myself, couldn't find my doctor's orders for blood work... groovy had to call and admit I'm a dork and ask for another copy. Went and picked up, called work said I'd be in late, ran the new car through the car wash because the amount of bird poop down the side of my car reached critical mass - not to mention it's my new family truckster and it's new... then went to get my blood drawn... total time 35 minutes - actual time to take my blood 3 freaking minutes!!!!!! I sat around, listened while the workers gossiped, discussed the song on the radio, then 15 minutes to futz with paperwork, then finally - blood done. GRRRRR........
So as I stroll into work oh-so late it's all quiet, folks are off doing there things and all is well - and quiet. But that's fine. It's all good.
Bubba has been working his usual hours - only now we've tossed in going out with the boys who travel to watch hockey ... up side - no cooking down side - home alone again. Well no biggie Monday as I was at a meeting - but tonight - well again no biggie I've got other things to do tonight and without Mr. "whacha doing?" nagging at me... all up side. ;-)
I found a gift for Martina - it wasn't the exact one I wanted but I think this one will be a hit - I hope. Hey after all I'm usually the Aunt who sends books... so I'm sure something fun will be a nice change of pace. We shall see. Of course I also had to walk all over the shopping center to find the darn thing - and while I was 'greeted' by pseudo-helpful clerks as I wandered and wandered no one offered to help me FIND anything. AH customer service. So as usual in my life I did it myself, headed home, did dinner, clean up and loved the pups... and didn't get anything on my growing list done.
Tonight that must change as dates are drawing close the 18th Girl's group extravaganza has turned into HOW MANY people are coming? Cripes - and the lady who hates me isn't going to be there to witness it all... enjoy Romania pumpkin. Oh and next year - we're back to cake and punch and go the heck home. We are SO not doing this mess again.. yeesh. Check back that could be a whopper of a post - but then again maybe not.
Tonight's major challenge is to keep the birds off my car and their poop from landing on my NEW car.....
Yeah it is a pampered life I lead... isn't it?
So as I stroll into work oh-so late it's all quiet, folks are off doing there things and all is well - and quiet. But that's fine. It's all good.
Bubba has been working his usual hours - only now we've tossed in going out with the boys who travel to watch hockey ... up side - no cooking down side - home alone again. Well no biggie Monday as I was at a meeting - but tonight - well again no biggie I've got other things to do tonight and without Mr. "whacha doing?" nagging at me... all up side. ;-)
I found a gift for Martina - it wasn't the exact one I wanted but I think this one will be a hit - I hope. Hey after all I'm usually the Aunt who sends books... so I'm sure something fun will be a nice change of pace. We shall see. Of course I also had to walk all over the shopping center to find the darn thing - and while I was 'greeted' by pseudo-helpful clerks as I wandered and wandered no one offered to help me FIND anything. AH customer service. So as usual in my life I did it myself, headed home, did dinner, clean up and loved the pups... and didn't get anything on my growing list done.
Tonight that must change as dates are drawing close the 18th Girl's group extravaganza has turned into HOW MANY people are coming? Cripes - and the lady who hates me isn't going to be there to witness it all... enjoy Romania pumpkin. Oh and next year - we're back to cake and punch and go the heck home. We are SO not doing this mess again.. yeesh. Check back that could be a whopper of a post - but then again maybe not.
Tonight's major challenge is to keep the birds off my car and their poop from landing on my NEW car.....
Yeah it is a pampered life I lead... isn't it?
Saturday, June 11, 2011
A day off???
Well - yes as it didn't get started until 11:00 AM - oh I was up at 7:30 in the freaking AM my eyeballs popped opened and stayed in that state until I got up, let the dogs out, fed, and there we sat as I caught a Russell Crowe movie on the TV. It made the hour a bit less painful ;-)
Bubba managed to roll out of bed at 11:00 Am, and immediately began questioning ME as to what I had done all day... (and I quote) "enjoyed the peace and quiet" Which of course he smirked and we began our day. Bubba was determined that today "we" would clean out the garage... oh goodie could we? It's humid its hot and the garage is filled with icky crawly things. Yee haw.
We both had boxes from cleaned out offices - and since I'm on customer site I don't have the office space I am used to... so it came home, now another bag of books is headed into work, and a box full of reference manuals are now in the attic - never to be seen again apparently. We were hot sweaty and gross, then the neighbor boy brought over the little black pup from next door, we get her overnight and into Sunday. As the neighbors are off riding bikes in the southern part of the Maryland, and their boy is headed north to Slippery Rock University!! Yeah that is right the old stomping grounds... of course I didn't stay in tents, again - I pause to mention my fondness for indoor plumbing - which I wonder where HE is staying that requires tents and potential (in my mind) for the lack of said indoor facilities... ewwww
Bubba has spent his day in the garage I have cleaned my kitchen finally, did laundry, did lunch, did some stuff on the computer, putzed on the computer, and now I blog on the computer - this weekend I have smartly not been in his direct line of sight and therefore I have looked busy! See boys and girls old dogs can learn new tricks - or remember them when their opposites are presented to you.
So here I sit, fan a-blowing - dogs a-sleeping except for the little visitor... she's off wandering, now I'm off to goose Bubba into dinner out.. too hot and too lazy to cook. Yes I am THE pampered princess... later.
Bubba managed to roll out of bed at 11:00 Am, and immediately began questioning ME as to what I had done all day... (and I quote) "enjoyed the peace and quiet" Which of course he smirked and we began our day. Bubba was determined that today "we" would clean out the garage... oh goodie could we? It's humid its hot and the garage is filled with icky crawly things. Yee haw.
We both had boxes from cleaned out offices - and since I'm on customer site I don't have the office space I am used to... so it came home, now another bag of books is headed into work, and a box full of reference manuals are now in the attic - never to be seen again apparently. We were hot sweaty and gross, then the neighbor boy brought over the little black pup from next door, we get her overnight and into Sunday. As the neighbors are off riding bikes in the southern part of the Maryland, and their boy is headed north to Slippery Rock University!! Yeah that is right the old stomping grounds... of course I didn't stay in tents, again - I pause to mention my fondness for indoor plumbing - which I wonder where HE is staying that requires tents and potential (in my mind) for the lack of said indoor facilities... ewwww
Bubba has spent his day in the garage I have cleaned my kitchen finally, did laundry, did lunch, did some stuff on the computer, putzed on the computer, and now I blog on the computer - this weekend I have smartly not been in his direct line of sight and therefore I have looked busy! See boys and girls old dogs can learn new tricks - or remember them when their opposites are presented to you.
So here I sit, fan a-blowing - dogs a-sleeping except for the little visitor... she's off wandering, now I'm off to goose Bubba into dinner out.. too hot and too lazy to cook. Yes I am THE pampered princess... later.
Friday, June 10, 2011
On line training....
And this is what you get.... A new look. Whadda think? The 3 of you who visit... it's different, less boring than the old version - which apparently is no long a template I can find - so we'll live with this for a while.
Today is Friday and most days I would be yippy and hurray - but as I've "worked" two days this week that might be a bit much. As zippy as yesterday was today is oh so quiet but I am getting some one line training done... oh sure I'm nodding off as this thing plods it's way through the demos but I'm hanging on. Took a small break to give my brain a bit of exercise as it was starting to wonder down dark and lonely roads and I needed it to come back and pay attention. So we redesigned our blog... I'm a nerd I live with it - you can deal.
So last night - I did make it to the lodge dinner thing, I'm such a good egg... I called Bubba from my zippy blue tooth'd car - as opposed to buck tooth - do cars have teeth - and wandering sorry.... ANYWAY.... he was all cranky and whatever but I still beat him home - twice. Home, dogs out (more on that!) fed them, me and away I went, helped out, came home and he manages on day 2 of his new job to walk in the door at 8:10 PM - way to go honey! WTH??? Who has that much to do on the second day of a new job! Seriously?
I fed him leftovers, he ate, was pleased and we didn't say much else... he watched whatever and basketball I read and played with the pups. Violet has needed attention lately apparently she didn't like being left home alone with just Shelby for entertainment...
Now - letting the dogs out yesterday; it started normal, out, pee, bark, run, Shelby being Shelby Violet wandering about peeing wherever Shelby has already - it's a alpha mutt thing... so I come down stairs and Shelby has been barking non-stop since I let her out - I think maybe it's the neighbor being farmer Andrew but no - so finally I toss on shoes and see what has got this dog all jumpy and excited.... and then I see it - A SNAKE!!! wrapped around two fence posts just sitting there - head all up and I screech like the girl I am chase the dogs inside, call next door to get their little dog inside and proceed to have my own freak out party right there in the kitchen... icks!!!! It was pretty big, black and frankly I got close enough to ID SNAKE and go the heck outta dodge! So when neighbor boy and husband ask details snaky properties they got - long, this big around, black and SNAKE - what more do you people want???? It was long and icky and eeewwwwww. 'nuf said.
I'm just saying.
So - this weekend promises to be busy work weekend as Bubba has already started the lists have lists of BS he wants to deal with while I would prefer to deal with own errands and BS but I know if I don't look busy enough for his royal Major Crankypants - duties will be assigned forth with... and promptly ignored by the masses....
All righty then signing off for a Friday - we shall see about updates come the weekend... Have a great one.
Today is Friday and most days I would be yippy and hurray - but as I've "worked" two days this week that might be a bit much. As zippy as yesterday was today is oh so quiet but I am getting some one line training done... oh sure I'm nodding off as this thing plods it's way through the demos but I'm hanging on. Took a small break to give my brain a bit of exercise as it was starting to wonder down dark and lonely roads and I needed it to come back and pay attention. So we redesigned our blog... I'm a nerd I live with it - you can deal.
So last night - I did make it to the lodge dinner thing, I'm such a good egg... I called Bubba from my zippy blue tooth'd car - as opposed to buck tooth - do cars have teeth - and wandering sorry.... ANYWAY.... he was all cranky and whatever but I still beat him home - twice. Home, dogs out (more on that!) fed them, me and away I went, helped out, came home and he manages on day 2 of his new job to walk in the door at 8:10 PM - way to go honey! WTH??? Who has that much to do on the second day of a new job! Seriously?
I fed him leftovers, he ate, was pleased and we didn't say much else... he watched whatever and basketball I read and played with the pups. Violet has needed attention lately apparently she didn't like being left home alone with just Shelby for entertainment...
Now - letting the dogs out yesterday; it started normal, out, pee, bark, run, Shelby being Shelby Violet wandering about peeing wherever Shelby has already - it's a alpha mutt thing... so I come down stairs and Shelby has been barking non-stop since I let her out - I think maybe it's the neighbor being farmer Andrew but no - so finally I toss on shoes and see what has got this dog all jumpy and excited.... and then I see it - A SNAKE!!! wrapped around two fence posts just sitting there - head all up and I screech like the girl I am chase the dogs inside, call next door to get their little dog inside and proceed to have my own freak out party right there in the kitchen... icks!!!! It was pretty big, black and frankly I got close enough to ID SNAKE and go the heck outta dodge! So when neighbor boy and husband ask details snaky properties they got - long, this big around, black and SNAKE - what more do you people want???? It was long and icky and eeewwwwww. 'nuf said.
I'm just saying.
So - this weekend promises to be busy work weekend as Bubba has already started the lists have lists of BS he wants to deal with while I would prefer to deal with own errands and BS but I know if I don't look busy enough for his royal Major Crankypants - duties will be assigned forth with... and promptly ignored by the masses....
All righty then signing off for a Friday - we shall see about updates come the weekend... Have a great one.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
You start my day that way??!???
Ok it's back to work day - yeah. :-/ BUT I get to drive work in the shiny new car - didn't make the commute any better but playing with my satellite radio was a great deal of fun... I intend to enjoy it while I got it!
But it was how my day started that really just leaves me scratching my head... I step out of the shower I hear the garage door slam shut - "and good bye to you too dear... and frankly I didn't spent a nano-second wondering what set off Major Crankypants TODAY. But then I hear my name being shouted as if my darling husband has just ripped off his own arm, I head to the top of the stairs and he spends the next 2 minutes nagging me because I stuffed envelopes for the Girl's group (and left out where he could see it) and didn't load up my new car with all the crap from my old car... um it was 100 degrees in the flipping shade yesterday I sat on the computer, putzed, and did 30 minutes worth of something constructive... and here I stood getting fussed at because that particular bug had managed to crawl up Major Crankypants tighty-white-ys! So when he was done, slammed outside again - I went about my business but not terribly happy about how he chose to start my day.
Of course now it could become a test of wills, how much nagging can I take before he really blows a gasket while I leave all that crap sitting on the dining room table... I think I will there won't be a great deal of conversation tonight - it tilts his careful balance... not that he will learn anything - because he'll pop off again about heaven knows what whenever... which is why 1) I have a blog 2) I don't leave "lodge crap" out for him to see - outta sight outta mind and 3) I ignore it all anyway - otherwise I'd be in jail - for having murdered the man with the latest topic of his jammed tighty-whities. I wonder if I change his undies - would that change?
Nah he's too programmed from mama the neat freak. Of course he wouldn't lift a finger to deal with said mess - but he'll certainly let you know about it.
Work has been non-stop today meeting after meeting and then whoosh --- peace, time to blog, check the 600 pounds of email and get other things tended. I'm suppose to go help with the lodge dinner tonight - I think I'm not going to make this - we'll see.. frankly based upon this mornings greetings I should and let him fed for himself for dinner... won't that be fun to come home to??
Did I mention - he went to work yesterday at 12 noon and managed to leave the office after 7 PM - on his FIRST DAY. On the upside, I will enjoy the hours of peace and quiet.
More later if he's still having his snit... ;-)
But it was how my day started that really just leaves me scratching my head... I step out of the shower I hear the garage door slam shut - "and good bye to you too dear... and frankly I didn't spent a nano-second wondering what set off Major Crankypants TODAY. But then I hear my name being shouted as if my darling husband has just ripped off his own arm, I head to the top of the stairs and he spends the next 2 minutes nagging me because I stuffed envelopes for the Girl's group (and left out where he could see it) and didn't load up my new car with all the crap from my old car... um it was 100 degrees in the flipping shade yesterday I sat on the computer, putzed, and did 30 minutes worth of something constructive... and here I stood getting fussed at because that particular bug had managed to crawl up Major Crankypants tighty-white-ys! So when he was done, slammed outside again - I went about my business but not terribly happy about how he chose to start my day.
Of course now it could become a test of wills, how much nagging can I take before he really blows a gasket while I leave all that crap sitting on the dining room table... I think I will there won't be a great deal of conversation tonight - it tilts his careful balance... not that he will learn anything - because he'll pop off again about heaven knows what whenever... which is why 1) I have a blog 2) I don't leave "lodge crap" out for him to see - outta sight outta mind and 3) I ignore it all anyway - otherwise I'd be in jail - for having murdered the man with the latest topic of his jammed tighty-whities. I wonder if I change his undies - would that change?
Nah he's too programmed from mama the neat freak. Of course he wouldn't lift a finger to deal with said mess - but he'll certainly let you know about it.
Work has been non-stop today meeting after meeting and then whoosh --- peace, time to blog, check the 600 pounds of email and get other things tended. I'm suppose to go help with the lodge dinner tonight - I think I'm not going to make this - we'll see.. frankly based upon this mornings greetings I should and let him fed for himself for dinner... won't that be fun to come home to??
Did I mention - he went to work yesterday at 12 noon and managed to leave the office after 7 PM - on his FIRST DAY. On the upside, I will enjoy the hours of peace and quiet.
More later if he's still having his snit... ;-)
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Vacation - the good parts....
You knew I'd get to them sooner or later... The spa - super fab, car decision - good, will miss family truckster... dinner - OMG good. Hotel very nice, room also nice, tucked in, a little read, enjoy a television program and then again face down into bed.... which brings us to Tuesday - sans alarm clock.
Up, shower, dress, found breakfast (Fast food) Bubba's sucked my didn't. We drove through some very pretty country rolling hills, green and lovely, little traffic not too stinking hot, just lovely. We find the first winery at the top of the map and prepare to drink our way back to the hotel... which I did. We drank, I kept drinking, Bubba was driving, we bought, I called home all drunked up - turn about was fair play Nana has done it to me too besides I got to talk to both parental units - it was all good. We hit the outlet mall, I said I needed lunch - I really have to communicate to Bubba that a small breakfast isn't going to get me to a 7 PM dinner reservation. So with burger in my system - I sobered up which was a bummer - we shopped a bit for Bubba and his new job (Business casual again) decided he wasn't going to spent 60 bucks a shirt to have an alligator or pony on the shirt... away we went. I wanted to shop at the kitchen store - we did but he sucks all the fun out of that and I wanted to go swimming... which we did. Sun, book, pool, relax, zen is mine....
Then shower, dress up, makeup, and off to a great dinner, Bubba driving, circle found restaurant, parking, walked a bit in lovely old town Leesburg, had a GREAT dinner, shrimp and grits appetizer, pork shank with a side dish described as bread pudding with sharp cheddar cheese, bacon, and something else - omg was it good, Bubba had fried green tomatoes, which I did taste - it was odd but OK ... he enjoyed his steak with really good potatoes, baked beans I think if he could have liked the little bowl they came in he would have, and a blueberry cobbler for dessert with the most incredible Wild Turkey cream sauce I have ever tasted.... I was SO full I didn't want breakfast this morning.... OMG was it good.
This morning I was up, showered, dressed and ready and waiting on Bubba, we discussed the breakfast buffet at the hotel - no. We were both too full still from yesterday's feast of the overindulgence so pack up check out and home we headed. Nice trip across the Potomac via the Historic White's Ferry, an easy drive home, first we pick up his car, stop off and have breakfast begal, home, unload the car, double check things, love the pups, Bubba dressed to go to work checks new office address, then to the car dealership where I give up my beloved beige bomber and slip into the new sleek All wheel drive Kia Serrento - made in the USA of parts made in various locations - including the USA. Paper work was dealt with, without too much muss and fuss - and BONUS! I didn't have to go to the MVA - I got new tags!!! And the cool ones with the flags on them - I really wanted those tags...happy happy.... with a ting of sadness that my family truckster was no longer in the drive way...
I came home, let the bug guy in, they hung something in our chimney to get rid of stink bugs, and another in the attic, called the bank to make sure they knew we got a new car and not to hang up the check we wrote - and called the insurance company, off came the beige bomber, and on went the new car.... up charge? $4.27 per six months - not bad.
So boys and girls you are up to date, tomorrow back to work for two whole days, in 100 degree heat then to this weekend that if the angels are kind to me - will be quiet - peaceful and sans going anywhere and seeing few people..... please god.
I must also say Bubba is determined to share our restaurant finds with family and friends it's only 45-60 minutes from home and it's got that nice bridge crossing via the ferry.... I can't wait.
Off to chill out with my pups....
Up, shower, dress, found breakfast (Fast food) Bubba's sucked my didn't. We drove through some very pretty country rolling hills, green and lovely, little traffic not too stinking hot, just lovely. We find the first winery at the top of the map and prepare to drink our way back to the hotel... which I did. We drank, I kept drinking, Bubba was driving, we bought, I called home all drunked up - turn about was fair play Nana has done it to me too besides I got to talk to both parental units - it was all good. We hit the outlet mall, I said I needed lunch - I really have to communicate to Bubba that a small breakfast isn't going to get me to a 7 PM dinner reservation. So with burger in my system - I sobered up which was a bummer - we shopped a bit for Bubba and his new job (Business casual again) decided he wasn't going to spent 60 bucks a shirt to have an alligator or pony on the shirt... away we went. I wanted to shop at the kitchen store - we did but he sucks all the fun out of that and I wanted to go swimming... which we did. Sun, book, pool, relax, zen is mine....
Then shower, dress up, makeup, and off to a great dinner, Bubba driving, circle found restaurant, parking, walked a bit in lovely old town Leesburg, had a GREAT dinner, shrimp and grits appetizer, pork shank with a side dish described as bread pudding with sharp cheddar cheese, bacon, and something else - omg was it good, Bubba had fried green tomatoes, which I did taste - it was odd but OK ... he enjoyed his steak with really good potatoes, baked beans I think if he could have liked the little bowl they came in he would have, and a blueberry cobbler for dessert with the most incredible Wild Turkey cream sauce I have ever tasted.... I was SO full I didn't want breakfast this morning.... OMG was it good.
This morning I was up, showered, dressed and ready and waiting on Bubba, we discussed the breakfast buffet at the hotel - no. We were both too full still from yesterday's feast of the overindulgence so pack up check out and home we headed. Nice trip across the Potomac via the Historic White's Ferry, an easy drive home, first we pick up his car, stop off and have breakfast begal, home, unload the car, double check things, love the pups, Bubba dressed to go to work checks new office address, then to the car dealership where I give up my beloved beige bomber and slip into the new sleek All wheel drive Kia Serrento - made in the USA of parts made in various locations - including the USA. Paper work was dealt with, without too much muss and fuss - and BONUS! I didn't have to go to the MVA - I got new tags!!! And the cool ones with the flags on them - I really wanted those tags...happy happy.... with a ting of sadness that my family truckster was no longer in the drive way...
I came home, let the bug guy in, they hung something in our chimney to get rid of stink bugs, and another in the attic, called the bank to make sure they knew we got a new car and not to hang up the check we wrote - and called the insurance company, off came the beige bomber, and on went the new car.... up charge? $4.27 per six months - not bad.
So boys and girls you are up to date, tomorrow back to work for two whole days, in 100 degree heat then to this weekend that if the angels are kind to me - will be quiet - peaceful and sans going anywhere and seeing few people..... please god.
I must also say Bubba is determined to share our restaurant finds with family and friends it's only 45-60 minutes from home and it's got that nice bridge crossing via the ferry.... I can't wait.
Off to chill out with my pups....
"Vacation" Day 1
He graciously let us sleep in until 8:30 I think he realized what bodily injury might come to him from the suggestion of a pre-7 AM wake up call. I didn't threaten, I merely stated in logical terms why it would be such a good idea to get up that freaking early to sit around and stare at each other has his power washer toy place didn't open till 10, the bank at 9 and my patience around noon.
So, up, dogs, Violet wasn't in the mood to eat, so I sat - he's up showered and barking orders. So up change into work clothes, I make breakfast, off he goes to get his pre-employment drug test, and to pick up his toy, and I clean the kitchen, start the dishwasher pick up a few things, do the doggie duty patrol, sweep off the deck, take all movable objects off the deck, putz - and just as I slip off my shoes... he's back. Now he starts with "do you have my bleach thing?" No - what bleach thing? He needs bleach diluted in a spray bottle for the siding. OK fine I handle that. As he doing the siding I start to clean out my car...
(and that is far as I got that day due to WHAT ARE YOU DOING? being shouted at me from darling Bubba.... now back to our story through the haze of a couple of days off..)
(firing up the way back machine...) let's go all the way back to Friday... day off from work, the sun is shining, the and power washer is here....and boy is it LOUD! Being as there is a power tool involved, Bubba ran the show, he did the siding, as I did clean out the family truckster - and discovered there was a lot of stuff hidden in parts of my beloved family car. That job was done, I took the sprayer as Bubba previously instructed me on it's use (its almost a power tool so he was reluctant to turn it over to little ole me!) Now as the sun was shining and there was a gentle breeze blowing had I sprayed the deck cleaner on the deck when HE wanted me to... it would have been dried and crispy by the time he got around to power washing the deck.... BUT because I wasn't doing things to his timetable or to his methodology much grumping ensued. During this time as well he asked me to call our bug people to get a quote on spray for ants and if they had anything for stink bugs. I did, left message, they called back I am talking to them, Bubba is asking questions WHILE I was trying to talk to the bug guys on the phone -- I then handed the phone to Bubba and let him deal with it. If I don't ask the questions your quirky little brain does -- then don't delegate butthead-- do it yourself.
OK bug thing tended they were coming that afternoon - oh goodies. Next we were onto the deck, now my thinking was to spray cleaner in a logical pattern basically breaking up the deck in half to ensure you didn't have puddles and to make sure that everything got cleaned. Then Bubba just started and directing and away we went, I got misted, sprayed and annoyed. I used every ounce of cleaner and then cleaned out the pump sprayer and grabbed my book and sat in the shade with the dogs... mistake as Bubba could see me and I wasn't busy. He stops power washing to yell at me and ask me what I was doing. "keeping the dogs off the deck" was my thoughtful reply - then I was tasked because apparently when one doesn't look as if they are doing something in front of Bubba he has to tell you what to do. I did enjoy as he rattled stuff off to do I stated... "done done and done." And when he muttered about doing something I quipped, "there is one washer dear what do you want me to do? Hold your hand?"
Failing to see the humor, sarcasm or simple statement I went inside to "look" busy. I should have packed for the trip Monday - but I don't that ... I started the laundry, I paid the bill, put the check book in the computer - puzted started a blog then got yelled at. The bug guy showed up - Bubba while having time to think while blowing chunks of wood off of our deck so got his tighty white-ies in a bunch over the previously agreed to price with the bug guys... then the poor guy showed up - he had to talk to the boss Bubba in his usual I've got a snit going good humor I spent half his visit apologizing for his manners. Bubba left to return the power washer (we had a four hour rental) upon his return bug guy was gone, let 6000 questions begin, again I didn't answer the questions correction I offered to dial the phone. He declined.
So we showered we changed and away we went to go CAR SHOPPING. Groan. For those of you not paying attention major purchases are a very long very drawn out process. Now yes, this is my car, I did some homework on the web but I am not a car -gal. My definition, put in gas, turn key go - oh yeah and see up over the fraking steering wheel. The last usually being my biggest hurdle.
"Vacation" Day 2 Saturday.
"What time is it?!??!" Cripes, up, dogs, dressed, breakfast (ignored cranky face) then outside to ... paint the newly cleaned deck. It was very zen, the neighborhood is quiet as the run rises (ok fine it was up but it was still too freaking early) We painted the deck, the dogs were chased off the deck, they slept in the sun, napped in the shade, barked at the passing leaf, and still we painted. My thoughts when to the original Karate Kid... Bubba to cars. nit, pick, pick, nit I dunno - I don't remember whatever, paint the deck ...
We agreed to dog sit the little pup next door, she came over, got on the deck stuck her head through the slats on the deck- she has cedar colored highlights. thankfully they got it...
Finished painting the deck, cleaned up the mess, cleaned up me, putzed, off to drive more cars, let's chat deal, let's go look, closing down dealerships, rushing home, feed pup we're watching, love pups, relax for 20 minutes, then off to dinner with my former office mate and her family it was GREAT. But apparently everyone else on the planet was celebrating something that night so there were a lot of parties and celebrations and noise but we stayed so long we outlasted most and it was a great night. We finally headed home, and I again fell face first into bed.
"Vacation" Day 3 - inching toward good
Up, dogs, showered, dressed, started making veggies for the picnic we were going to with the neighbors to welcome a friend home from parts afar. So chop chop, clean clean, call manicurist - get appointment with whomever - did a good job didn't take all freaking morning futzed up one nail heading home, got home, mixed up dips, labeled, packed up bags, packed up extras, had a contact lens meltdown, had to redo my face as not to scare small children and weak willed adults. That was done and of course Mr. Helpful is screaming "what are you doing - lets go!!" I start barking back until I realized Mr. Neighbor is at the door and I hold my tongue and smile, 2 minutes!! While Bubba manages to figure out the two bags sitting in the kitchen go with, and he barks at me to lock up the dogs... it would have went much smoother had he done that... but again Mr. Helpful his is SO not.
Enjoyed the picnic, met some great new people ate too much and enjoyed, I was burnt, fat happy and enjoyed my day....
"Vacation Day 4" - a tale of two Bubbas....
Monday morning, alarm, snore, snooze up moving, tending --- and then it starts. What are you doing we need to get to the bank we need to ........... insert laundry list here. Why didn't you do this last night why aren't you ready we should have gotten up at 5 AM so you could be ready. Nag Nag Nag. Now 1) yes I should have packed last night and 2) last night I was ironing and finishing laundry so it was done and 3) I was tired.
So I packed double checked contact lens stuff, mouth guard, clothes, shoes, hidden blunt instrument to blame mysterious stranger when I murder him dead, and of course clean undies. All check. I insist that breakfast must be eaten - I am already feeling wobbly. So cranky face and instead of quick drive through and done I now have to cook and clean up-- jagoff. Which I did. Made two. We ate we packed we went on our way. Bank 1 Notary wasn't in. Bank 2 Notary was busy, then wouldn't do Bubba's Signature because they were my girls' group and Ladies group accounts. Had dorkus just said YES we have accounts there - it was basically true, he belongs to my ladies group against his will but he does. But No Sherman Truthful must detail that it's my name not his - so she won't certify it... instead of getting up and leaving he has to spend 5 minutes auguring with her. MOVE FREAKING ON.... finally as we head to the mechanic to get HIS car in the shop I call our bank, they finally have a Notary.. I call Bubba who says why didn't you say this earlier. As the last time I needed this done - our bank didn't do it - now they do. Ok drop off his car, he chat with the mechanic, hops in my car still complaining about time, we have to do car stuff and get to our vacation - vacation place in time to check in and get to the spa... I was desperately counting the minutes to the spa...
I drop off Mr. Happy at our bank with his paperwork for the new job - I head to the gas station sorry hon we have to have gas to get to the spa - then you can turn it in dry... um k? I call Nana because if I didn't blow off some steam in the next 2 minutes there would have been a murder in Suburban DC and I would have been arrested in the spa. I was going to the spa. Did I mention how many times the man asked me if I had stamps - on me? FOUR - the last was when I was pulling away from the bank - when I mentioned if he was going to ask me again in 10 minutes? He finally quit asking.
A bit of gas, a bit of venting, I swing back, actually stopped the car, let him, he's all happy now. I'm still ready to commit murder - I don't switch off that quickly from 2 hours of berating on how slow I move and on and on and on frankly when he's in that mood I quit listening. But the tone and the rest just grates my last nerve - and I wonder why I over eat... (clue here)
NOW Mr. hurry hurry wants to saunter to Rockville and TEST DRIVE CARS. Cripes. I test drove 7 cars sat in 2 more and now he wants to do more - I won't mention the number of emails in our in box while he searches for the best deal. So we wander to a Honda dealer frankly the only major brand we haven't bothered with... we are no\w bothering. We waited while a car was brought around, I drove, wasn't thrilled like the one I had driven Saturday better - yeah it wasn't a cool blue color but I liked the silver color. NO Bubba I am not driving an hour out of my way to deal with another dealership half way across Maryland in another freaking county in the wrong direction of work to get the color I want - NO!!! I don't care if they are giving them away (ok we might talk then... but I doubt they are free) So we talk, we re-hash the already hashed - rehash that again while I desperately try not to shout ENOUGH ALREADY - GET THAT ONE!
I am driving so Bubba can read email, handle calls from dealerships, tap the salesman from the car I like - am I sure it's that one? I liked 3 cars - 2 basically equally, one had more storage space, I changed my mind and wanted all wheel drive instead of 4 wheel drive, when you need it you need it... even if I suck up 2 miles per gallon less... deal with it Bubba - when the weather gets crappy I want wheels to get home. Finally with numbers dancing in his head, he's not paying great attention to where we need to go I am driving and have NO clue. a little sniping and the statement that I - again - needed to eat (pushing 1:45!!) and we get there... check in and away to the spa.......... I made it.
A lovely 50 minutes were spent being pampered, scrubbed rubbed and tended... then I got to float in the hot tub, take a nice long cooling shower, primped, pampered I dressed and waited, checked email, ignored the car emails, got more water wandered finally Bubba emerged from his spa treatment (he got a massage) He wants to sit around and finish reading an article... I could have had a 1/2 of book done...
So we get into our room, get things settled i need to find a Wal-Mart because in the crush of this morning I forget a bathing suit and my books! I-- forgot--- reading material. Frankly I'm amazed it didn't trigger end of days right then and there. So thanks to my smart phone I had an address, just made serious of wrong turns, all with Bubba being SO very helpful including questioning my intelligence, my abilities with which to read a map, follow the GPS (which I had to turn down because SOMEONE was on the phone wheeling and dealing.) and then I found Target. Which apparently doesn't sell swim suits in one piece anymore - it's a top and the great snipe hunt for a bottom... seriously? Screw this - Bubba pulled up my map i then realized my freaking Wal-Mart was across the main by-way. Shoot-me-now.
OK so Mart, cheap suit, book, we saunter through the wine section (we're in VA) and checkout without muss or fuss. By the time we are done with that Bubba finalized the deal for my new car - with the caveat that we get up early Wednesday and head home - frankly at this point not an issue. We also spent 20 minutes searching our smart phones for a place to eat dinner - we find one, call in no need for reservations plug the address into the GPS on the phone, missed the building had a hard time finding parking, found the restaurant, parking and ate like kings!!! New Orleans cooking that was SOOO good... we ate enjoyed, sipped great and dark iced tea, and finished with Bi nets. A crown on the day........(I'll get to the rest in a minute.)
Thursday, June 2, 2011
sprinkle the holy water....
My poor family truckster - has been given last rites by our mechanic. While HE cannot find the overheating problem, it appears every freaking afternoon on my drive home... HOT+traffic+ NO A/C = overheating truck... yesterday we added, let's cook the driver in HOT. It's like the freaking heater is on - and it's 100 degrees with the wind in your hair...
Today I brought in shorts and cotton shirt to drive home in -instead of dresses and hose. ick. On the up side today its not going to be 100 degrees today - only 88. Take what you can get and don't complain.
So with my truckser limping to the finish line, we are now hunting up it's replacement. Bubba and car shopping - I will need meds - serious meds. We did some hunting up last night - I did some traffic shopping this morning, noting what I liked and what I didn't like. It should prove to be an interesting weekend.
Let's think about this plan of my hubby's - Friday he's got a test for his new company to ensure that his wife isn't slipping funny things into his iced tea. Next we are picking up a power washer so we can strip the deck in prep for painting and sealing said deck. While he's doing that I get to go to the bank and get my new car check, and get to spray deck cleaner on deck. THEN we'll go car shopping - Saturday we're up early (won't that be fun?) to paint/seal the deck - then we're meeting my former office mate and her family for dinner - Sunday - we're going to a picnic to welcome home a friend from parts afar - in which I have to bring veggies. Which means I need to make plans for shopping and prep - when I threaten Bubba I guess I'll find the time - some time about midnight Saturday I think.
Monday we leave for our vacation-vacation and frankly after this weekend I'm going to need it. I am desperately trying to squeeze in a manicure - as I've got a nail in need of repair and it's time to change the color. Yes I am the pampered princess - deal with it.
On the total upside - I'm working 2 days this week, and 2 days next week. And parts of me feel somewhat guilty about that but hey - it is what it is and for basically the rest of the summer - I am at work. Oh sure there is a Random Friday here and there but generally I'm in the office.
All right I've got work to do, a run in my hose, and a car that is unhappy. Life boys and girls it's a hilly ride - and right now - I'm in the downhill coast-- which is a good thing as my car isn't doing that well. ;-)
LATER
Today I brought in shorts and cotton shirt to drive home in -instead of dresses and hose. ick. On the up side today its not going to be 100 degrees today - only 88. Take what you can get and don't complain.
So with my truckser limping to the finish line, we are now hunting up it's replacement. Bubba and car shopping - I will need meds - serious meds. We did some hunting up last night - I did some traffic shopping this morning, noting what I liked and what I didn't like. It should prove to be an interesting weekend.
Let's think about this plan of my hubby's - Friday he's got a test for his new company to ensure that his wife isn't slipping funny things into his iced tea. Next we are picking up a power washer so we can strip the deck in prep for painting and sealing said deck. While he's doing that I get to go to the bank and get my new car check, and get to spray deck cleaner on deck. THEN we'll go car shopping - Saturday we're up early (won't that be fun?) to paint/seal the deck - then we're meeting my former office mate and her family for dinner - Sunday - we're going to a picnic to welcome home a friend from parts afar - in which I have to bring veggies. Which means I need to make plans for shopping and prep - when I threaten Bubba I guess I'll find the time - some time about midnight Saturday I think.
Monday we leave for our vacation-vacation and frankly after this weekend I'm going to need it. I am desperately trying to squeeze in a manicure - as I've got a nail in need of repair and it's time to change the color. Yes I am the pampered princess - deal with it.
On the total upside - I'm working 2 days this week, and 2 days next week. And parts of me feel somewhat guilty about that but hey - it is what it is and for basically the rest of the summer - I am at work. Oh sure there is a Random Friday here and there but generally I'm in the office.
All right I've got work to do, a run in my hose, and a car that is unhappy. Life boys and girls it's a hilly ride - and right now - I'm in the downhill coast-- which is a good thing as my car isn't doing that well. ;-)
LATER
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