Irene was a bit of a bust in MY neighborhood - OH SO NOT complaining... we kept power, house, tree limbs and all things MINE. Sure there were (and are) leaves and bits every-freaking-where but other than that and soggy ground we rode it out just fine thank you very much. Oh sure parts of me were hoping to be stuck inside one day to play and putz and enjoy... but frankly we did all right for the weekend that wasn't...
Let's turn on the way back machine shall we? (insert dreamy music here.. with a wavy picture.... -- leave the funky brownies alone...)
And we are back to Thursday our hero Aunt Ing is busier than a one-armed paperhanger with expiring glue... a first for the new job as things have been pretty mellow and groovy... but as she is taking off the next two working days she wanted to get things done, and tucked away before disappearing for that time... so mostly internal pressure -- and if I were some kind of slacker I would have just left on time... but I can't do that. Call me Type A... (thank you)
So I call the house, and there they are! All set up when I asked if they saw the plan I so carefully laid out - i.e. copied and pasted from the newspaper when I found something to do on Saturday - along with dinner suggestions and what to do with Bubba... (no not that!) We included him in meals - that's it. They hadn't seen it! I left it in the one place I thought they would find things without fail! Of course they didn't move the suitcases upstairs until I said to go look - but hey it's all good. And yes I had dinner suggestions all planned out... sue me. Dinner Thursday night was just us girls, it was fun, filling and loud - one thing about that burger joint... LOUD without a doubt. We gave Nana one drink with flavored adult beverage mixed with lemonade... and she was hot all of a sudden.. go figure. LOL.
We also hit the closing bookstore to discover - Christmas books (yes I bought) and toys and games and Sandy is close to done for her Christmas at 50% off! Glad to be of service!
The rest of the night was mellow as the 3 gals had traveled from a far and Aunt Ing worked all day... to bed we went with plans for a busy day on Friday...
Friday we woke and moved as we wanted to... went to breakfast at the Amish market - had to wait a bit for, a table, service, and breakfast.. but we understand that and we move on. ENJOYED breakfast - forgot the pancakes were bigger than the plate they are served on.. but Mom and Sis were undaunted by the challenge and managed to solider on. Darling niece at 1/16th of her breakfast and declared her tummy full... um Ok. Off our ladies went to conquer the downtown of the George Washington DC even... (as termed by previous niece-type visitor) and from the previous visit I learned that you cannot cart small children across the wilds of the city and expect happiness later in your day... so we stuck to one museum and still had a bit of cranky at the end of the day... but she's 4 and well Nana's old - I have no idea what my sister's problem was... ;-)
The train ride was a big deal for the first 5 minutes then we went underground and the novelty wore off in a quick like fashion but we maintained... and got there without issue - also figure out the all day pass thing and how that works... nice...
We did the 1812 Flag for Aunt Ing because the last time we were here the line was LONG and no one wanted to wait for that... plus the other two nieces were fading fast... we hit this first I was happy and we moved on... we saw the pretty dresses (of the First Ladies) and knowing my niece had taste she liked "the red one" which was Mrs. Laura Bush's dress - of course that very well may have changed the next day when her favorite color was blue or green... it depends you see.. so take that with what you will. (no politics here)
We saw the sparkly red shoes, which wasn't as big of a deal to this niece as it was to the other two - especially since she hasn't see the movie... go figure. She did enjoy the build it room there was a room with legos, and blocks and a circuit board thing where you can put stuff together and make a doorbell ring or a little helicopter spin... we spent a lot of time in there... and discovered what dorks we are compared to the 10 year old kid making it work and up as he went along... Aunt Ing and her sister needed the instructions.... ah well.
We also spent some time in the other playroom with motion type things, and that was enjoyed. We also "enjoyed" over priced pizza as the niece said she was hungry and we found the "cafe" but it filled the small hole and we went on to enjoy a bit more - and did some shopping. There was the only fit of the day... the darling niece spotted a toy that did have political overtones -and knowing her father's leanings we immediately broke her heart and said no! But... we shopped, she was outside the store - and we moved on...
We made our way home - in Friday rush hour which wasn't as bad as Saturday at the Cherry Blossom Festival so got home without trouble or incident. Bubba arrived home and poor sap it was written all over his face...a weekend with my mother AND sister-in-law toss in a 4 year old and the wife!! He ate good - and the only time we saw him was meal time...
Saturday we slept in - then went to breakfast and didn't my niece eat like she was never going to see eggs again. Then we made our way to the local arts place, had some fun and spent 9/10ths of our time in the kid's art room, we made two projects and really enjoyed painting on the wall - with paper on it of course... really people did you think.. never mind. We closed that one down... then went shopping! oh yeah -- Trader Joe's, Target, TJ Max, sister needed a new purse - she ended up with a new fancy wallet and we had a purse swap at Aunt Ing's. Hey whatever works right? Saturday dinner I took the family to the Japanese Steak house - where we were the ONLY reservation they had that night! By this time, the wind that had been around all day started to pick up and the rain was coming in large fits and starts but by-in-large it was wind and rain. So... we enjoyed dinner - the niece wasn't sure about the BIG fire but the dinner was enjoyed by all...
We crashed and didn't manage to make our chocolate-peanut butter dipped bananas.... we saw a thing on food network and the niece said "that looks good" hence we bought ...
Sunday -- we survived!!! Still overcast but without major issues, and with power.. oh there was evidence that it flaked in the night... but other than that... all good.
Bubba went and got bagels so we could enjoy breakfast at home... then we putzed about, Aunt Ing found the Color me mine ceramics place and that I think was a bit of a bust as the niece stopped when she wanted to put the end of the paint brush in her mouth and chew ewwww... but movie was presented while my sister and Aunt Ing continued with our art therapy projects... we enjoyed and a bit later... the niece got back into the swing of things....
Back home, and we went out with the neighbors to wish the boy next door a good year in school - the music was too loud and poor Nana got stuck at the end of the table without adult conversation... perhaps she had a better time than I figured...
Again home, full, and didn't make the bananas... but not before Bubba decided he wanted a chocolate milk shake from the world's worst Baskin Robins... language was an issue... the niece got the most gosh-awful red and green sherbet/ice cream concoction known to man kind - and lucky us she shared... gak. My sister got this hot fudge chocolate ice cream thing... and was ticked because something had nuts she didn't want... again see language barrier .. post sugar and chemical high.. home we went.
Monday Bubba (gratefully) went to work, we putzed... made breakfast, showered, talked and talked, and finally packed up and then for the last treat of the weekend - to the gas station for pizza!!! Now before you make those gagging noises -- it really is good pizza - there wasn't a slice left - yes we were piggies. So pizza done, hugs kisses and away they went... me? I checked on the lodge, found trees down but no major damage, and to the bank for the ladies group, gave passing thought to a grocery store run, then decided to go home and enjoy the peace - and miss my family for a few minutes... and watch my dogs sleep.
They were tired... as were we all I think. Still Plan B together was a good thing!
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Stupid Irene....
No she's not a member of my family or my in-laws she is a hurricane currently beating the living sh-t out of the Bahamas... and since her path is basically to run up the eastern seaboard starting with South Carolina Nana in her wisdom of not wanting to be cooped up with a 4 year old and her mother in hotel room for the weekend -- cancelled our beach reservation.
They are still coming to Bubba and Aunt Ing's B&B but we don't have surf, sand and sun to distract us - so Aunt Ing in full Type A mode is planning our weekend... mostly around what we are going to eat for dinner but hey a girl has to start somewhere..
I think Friday we will do DC seeing the kid friendly stuff the other two nieces enjoyed, and putz around, get home when we want and sticking to recent tradition - I do believe Italian dinner would be in order.
Saturday I have found Color me mine the paint your own ceramic place... fun for kids and a cool place to walk around and enjoy. I will also look around for something else to do as that may move to Sunday as there is NO WAY in heaven we are going into the city on the weekend - BIG unveiling this weekend with the president in attendance - OMG so not dealing with that mess. Plus I want to make reservations for the place the other girls liked where they cook in front of you we'll see how niece M handles that - oh I know she won't eat the veggies... but she'll like the steak part.
So we'll get that all set - invite Bubba to dinner - maybe as he gets home from Atlanta and is expecting a nice quiet weekend to himself - sucker... ha ha ha..
Now --- about yesterday Tuesday August 23rd... a bit before 2:00 PM EST... our hero, as she is want to do on a regular basis during her day was emptying her bladder, finishing up, washing her hands and suddenly the old government building she was in began to shake - then it REALLY began to shake. The woman in there with me; looked at me, and I at her we were both thinking -- holy crap the building is coming down and we said "We've got to get out of this building!" As we ran for the stairwell -- well I was going for my purse you want to be identified when the building comes down the normally calm, mellow, gun toting, security force comes over our loud speaker in a VERY stressed voice and says (and I do quote) "This is not a Drill - evacuate the building!" Didn't have to tell me twice I was on my way - pink organizer and purse in hand. (remember type A - wasn't about to leave the day planner behind)
Now once out in said parking lot away from the building - we get cell phones, turn on car radios and learn -- not a bomb -- not just our building--- an EARTHQUAKE - in freaking Virginia! That apparently danced all they way to NYC and beyond. SERIOUSLY??? This is why I don't live in the land of fruit and nuts - all that shaking makes people crazy. To say I was a bit flipped out was a MASSIVE understatement... we stood out in the parking lot for almost an hour - a lot of folks just got in their cars and went home, I saw from our parking lot that there was a huge backup and there was simply no point in my getting in my car and sitting there. I went back into my office - stepping gingerly as well let's just say the knees were still not in full lock position yet... Jello has more support than my legs did -- until I rolled out of bed this morning! I left work about 5:00 talked to Nana on my way home, got home sat outside with the pups - who were fascinated with the backyard last night - the shaking must have rumbled some new dirt or something... then went inside over ate well because that is how I handle stress... and went to bed and died.
I did talk to my brother who is vacationing in Irene's path - and he said when they were watching that coverage they noted the earthquake coverage and thought he would check in... laugh it up funny boy it wasn't funny... oh sure 24 hours out you can make jokes when you run into the woman again in the ladies room (and introduce yourselves - NO not kidding her name is Melanie and she's very nice) but hours after event --- no not so funny. What I also hate is the fact I am not good in a crisis... cripes I really needed last night to just mellow out!! And I did.
Bubba of course is in Atlanta - missed the whole thing. Which got me thinking as much as I enjoy him traveling have sole control of the remote and that whole no cooking dinner thing... he was gone during the 100 year snow storms 2 years ago... now an earthquake first in 100 years.. and where is he?!?? GONE! Screw this - I will cook - Bubba stay the heck home - and now for the first time in 3 years the east coast is getting threatened by a major hurricane.... Nana - Sis - we are going to church on Sunday... and watch THAT crumble around me.. yeesh.
I wonder can you buy holy water on the Internet - maybe I'll carry it around - just in case you know like a chest thump to the big guy upstairs -- you and me God! Right!
(And have you looked in the bottom of that arc?!)
Oh heck with it - where is my hand basket and my sun screen?? (think about it gang)
They are still coming to Bubba and Aunt Ing's B&B but we don't have surf, sand and sun to distract us - so Aunt Ing in full Type A mode is planning our weekend... mostly around what we are going to eat for dinner but hey a girl has to start somewhere..
I think Friday we will do DC seeing the kid friendly stuff the other two nieces enjoyed, and putz around, get home when we want and sticking to recent tradition - I do believe Italian dinner would be in order.
Saturday I have found Color me mine the paint your own ceramic place... fun for kids and a cool place to walk around and enjoy. I will also look around for something else to do as that may move to Sunday as there is NO WAY in heaven we are going into the city on the weekend - BIG unveiling this weekend with the president in attendance - OMG so not dealing with that mess. Plus I want to make reservations for the place the other girls liked where they cook in front of you we'll see how niece M handles that - oh I know she won't eat the veggies... but she'll like the steak part.
So we'll get that all set - invite Bubba to dinner - maybe as he gets home from Atlanta and is expecting a nice quiet weekend to himself - sucker... ha ha ha..
Now --- about yesterday Tuesday August 23rd... a bit before 2:00 PM EST... our hero, as she is want to do on a regular basis during her day was emptying her bladder, finishing up, washing her hands and suddenly the old government building she was in began to shake - then it REALLY began to shake. The woman in there with me; looked at me, and I at her we were both thinking -- holy crap the building is coming down and we said "We've got to get out of this building!" As we ran for the stairwell -- well I was going for my purse you want to be identified when the building comes down the normally calm, mellow, gun toting, security force comes over our loud speaker in a VERY stressed voice and says (and I do quote) "This is not a Drill - evacuate the building!" Didn't have to tell me twice I was on my way - pink organizer and purse in hand. (remember type A - wasn't about to leave the day planner behind)
Now once out in said parking lot away from the building - we get cell phones, turn on car radios and learn -- not a bomb -- not just our building--- an EARTHQUAKE - in freaking Virginia! That apparently danced all they way to NYC and beyond. SERIOUSLY??? This is why I don't live in the land of fruit and nuts - all that shaking makes people crazy. To say I was a bit flipped out was a MASSIVE understatement... we stood out in the parking lot for almost an hour - a lot of folks just got in their cars and went home, I saw from our parking lot that there was a huge backup and there was simply no point in my getting in my car and sitting there. I went back into my office - stepping gingerly as well let's just say the knees were still not in full lock position yet... Jello has more support than my legs did -- until I rolled out of bed this morning! I left work about 5:00 talked to Nana on my way home, got home sat outside with the pups - who were fascinated with the backyard last night - the shaking must have rumbled some new dirt or something... then went inside over ate well because that is how I handle stress... and went to bed and died.
I did talk to my brother who is vacationing in Irene's path - and he said when they were watching that coverage they noted the earthquake coverage and thought he would check in... laugh it up funny boy it wasn't funny... oh sure 24 hours out you can make jokes when you run into the woman again in the ladies room (and introduce yourselves - NO not kidding her name is Melanie and she's very nice) but hours after event --- no not so funny. What I also hate is the fact I am not good in a crisis... cripes I really needed last night to just mellow out!! And I did.
Bubba of course is in Atlanta - missed the whole thing. Which got me thinking as much as I enjoy him traveling have sole control of the remote and that whole no cooking dinner thing... he was gone during the 100 year snow storms 2 years ago... now an earthquake first in 100 years.. and where is he?!?? GONE! Screw this - I will cook - Bubba stay the heck home - and now for the first time in 3 years the east coast is getting threatened by a major hurricane.... Nana - Sis - we are going to church on Sunday... and watch THAT crumble around me.. yeesh.
I wonder can you buy holy water on the Internet - maybe I'll carry it around - just in case you know like a chest thump to the big guy upstairs -- you and me God! Right!
(And have you looked in the bottom of that arc?!)
Oh heck with it - where is my hand basket and my sun screen?? (think about it gang)
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Tired of this chat yet?
The one where I grump about Captain Tightwad... I am!!
I had a bill sitting there for the fancy satellite radio... still debating that one - its $12.99 a month. Captain Tightwad laid down his ultimatum and said it's my cool phone or the cool radio -- I cannot have both. Seriously? What am I 12? I work full time too - EVERYONE I have "joked" about this with has defended my position, my stance and my ability to pay for said service--- and yet the tightwad I married stood in our office with his cranky face on and proceeded to tell me what for... and tried in vain to defend his position... shall I demonstrate?
Captain Tightwad (CT for short): How many memberships do you all ready have?
Me: Two, Ladies group and Shriner's Group - $50 per year dues for both
CT: What about your massage membership?
Me: You have one too - that cancels out.
CT: No it doesn't yours is $10 more than mine- and I can cancel at any time.
Me: Me too contract was over in June.
CT: (insert crickets chirping)
ME: what else do I belong to? (smarty-pants.. left unsaid he was already grumpy)
CT: What about your phone with the web membership- and
Me: We pay one set price for that -- AND it was supposed to be a Christmas gift which you have consistently peed on over and over again before and after we got them!
CT: Again crickets.
Me: What else do I belong? Nothing - you haven't come up with $500 per year
CT: your massage thing costs more than that -- you have your nails done, and all the rest,
ME: again - massage is both so can't count -- the rest isn't a club with a membership, its basic girl maintenance...
CT: (he plays his last card in the deck) You don't care - restraint is not in your world is it? Do you ever want to retire.....
ME: (now hearing elevator music punctuated with the Charlie Brown Teacher in the back ground)
Gets seriously old doesn't it? Nana is right it is now time to deploy the Mina methodology... I work I deserve to enjoy a bit of that labor so Monday I will get my PO box, and I will find the work credit union and I will deposit a set amount of money in that account for use for nails, hair, groups and the like. It will be earned by me, used my me and not for anything Bubba related. Mother's day will be split - his mama the regular account - mine my account. Birthday and Christmas presents also the same - thereby ending the discussion of what, where, when and how. Kiss my yinzer grits.
He is out of town this week --perfect time to get it together. I will call the office mate Monday say I will be in a bit late - get the post office done, deal with the credit union later in the week and done!
Tell me something is there another man in this country or any other for that matter who so objects to his wife's personal maintenance? I mean hair and nails are pretty basic - oh sure if we were drowning in debt and not working etc I wouldn't get to enjoy these things but - we are both working, no kids, (knock wood) dogs are all right - cars are paid for... why can't I have brown (and not grey hair) and pretty nails? Not to mention unbushy eyebrows? I'm off to find something else to do with my day besides plot various murderous plots and their failures to keep me out of jail...
What's on the tube on Sundays when it isn't football season?
I'll check the NFL channel anyway - then see what the food channel has to offer - oh screw it I'm going to watch Steel Magnolias again... I need a good laugh.
I had a bill sitting there for the fancy satellite radio... still debating that one - its $12.99 a month. Captain Tightwad laid down his ultimatum and said it's my cool phone or the cool radio -- I cannot have both. Seriously? What am I 12? I work full time too - EVERYONE I have "joked" about this with has defended my position, my stance and my ability to pay for said service--- and yet the tightwad I married stood in our office with his cranky face on and proceeded to tell me what for... and tried in vain to defend his position... shall I demonstrate?
Captain Tightwad (CT for short): How many memberships do you all ready have?
Me: Two, Ladies group and Shriner's Group - $50 per year dues for both
CT: What about your massage membership?
Me: You have one too - that cancels out.
CT: No it doesn't yours is $10 more than mine- and I can cancel at any time.
Me: Me too contract was over in June.
CT: (insert crickets chirping)
ME: what else do I belong to? (smarty-pants.. left unsaid he was already grumpy)
CT: What about your phone with the web membership- and
Me: We pay one set price for that -- AND it was supposed to be a Christmas gift which you have consistently peed on over and over again before and after we got them!
CT: Again crickets.
Me: What else do I belong? Nothing - you haven't come up with $500 per year
CT: your massage thing costs more than that -- you have your nails done, and all the rest,
ME: again - massage is both so can't count -- the rest isn't a club with a membership, its basic girl maintenance...
CT: (he plays his last card in the deck) You don't care - restraint is not in your world is it? Do you ever want to retire.....
ME: (now hearing elevator music punctuated with the Charlie Brown Teacher in the back ground)
Gets seriously old doesn't it? Nana is right it is now time to deploy the Mina methodology... I work I deserve to enjoy a bit of that labor so Monday I will get my PO box, and I will find the work credit union and I will deposit a set amount of money in that account for use for nails, hair, groups and the like. It will be earned by me, used my me and not for anything Bubba related. Mother's day will be split - his mama the regular account - mine my account. Birthday and Christmas presents also the same - thereby ending the discussion of what, where, when and how. Kiss my yinzer grits.
He is out of town this week --perfect time to get it together. I will call the office mate Monday say I will be in a bit late - get the post office done, deal with the credit union later in the week and done!
Tell me something is there another man in this country or any other for that matter who so objects to his wife's personal maintenance? I mean hair and nails are pretty basic - oh sure if we were drowning in debt and not working etc I wouldn't get to enjoy these things but - we are both working, no kids, (knock wood) dogs are all right - cars are paid for... why can't I have brown (and not grey hair) and pretty nails? Not to mention unbushy eyebrows? I'm off to find something else to do with my day besides plot various murderous plots and their failures to keep me out of jail...
What's on the tube on Sundays when it isn't football season?
I'll check the NFL channel anyway - then see what the food channel has to offer - oh screw it I'm going to watch Steel Magnolias again... I need a good laugh.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
All quiet on this weekend front.
Welcome to the only unplanned weekend in my month of August - smell the ahh... cough, hack, ewww... washing hands, now done with doggie duty - duty and we are inside with sleeping poop machines and Bubba is outside hopefully mowing the yard and staying out of my zen.
The work week was quiet, uneventful and filled with work type stuff - exciting isn't it? LOL
Friday night your two heroes know as Bubba and Aunt Ing stayed in, ate leftovers and watched tube or my case read a book. I'm telling you all -- it don't get no better than that.
Amazon came through for me and delivered Nana's birthday gift the day before her birthday -- bravo. Especially considering that the original due date was 3 days post B-Day. No I didn't come up with a cleaver and cute letter to her like I did for Pap - those have to have my drunken muse sober enough to prang me on the head and come up with this stuff - she isn't sober often. It helps keeps the crazy at bay I'm told. Which would explain the last two weekends. ;-)
Tonight -- lookout -we're cooking out -- on the grill! Jump back I know. Pork ribs on sale with corn on the cob and what ever veggie isn't the wrong shade of green in the fridge. I did a fridge purge today - tends to put off the appetite for a bit. But bonus my kitchen is clean, the laundry is underway and Bubba is packing for HOT-lanta... yes boys and girls for the first time in a LONG time Aunt Ing is going to enjoy the "single" life which in my world means sole control of the remote, no cooking dinners and minimal muss and fuss for the week. Bingo and jackpot! Problem is when my sister and mother get here I am going to be so starved for conversation they aren't getting a word in edge-wise - you have been warned.
Today has also been nice, as I rolled the snore king out of bed, we enjoyed breakfast out - and went our own directions - he to the eye doctor and other such errands - me the nail salon for some pampering and hair ripping -- eyebrows people please. So I have shortened, pretty pink fingers and toe nails, nicely shaped eyebrows and I'm all ready for beach footwear.
I've got Ladies's Group banking stuff to do, and my own check book to tend to -- then there will be cooking of sorts and then the veggies will be the ones on the couch and in his royal chair flipping through the channels while I watch 13 inches of our TV screen... yeah Stay tuned Sunday may or may not contain a visit from my sister and her family and may or may not contain dinner cooked here - its a mood thing right now. ;-)
Oh Hey - Nana --- Bubba likes the CD you got - "why is there air?" You might want to note that for Christmas as his own mama thinks the Internet is some sort of messy thing and won't get anywhere near it. ;-) I kid! But she has no clue how to Internet, email or any of that... no comment.
Speaking of the in-laws have to RSVP to the wedding - must text the sister to see if she'll go with-- if not I'm dragging my neighbor along or I just might go stag and leave as early as possible... stay tuned for that major announcement... or not.
Crack open a cold one and enjoy your weekend Zen...
The work week was quiet, uneventful and filled with work type stuff - exciting isn't it? LOL
Friday night your two heroes know as Bubba and Aunt Ing stayed in, ate leftovers and watched tube or my case read a book. I'm telling you all -- it don't get no better than that.
Amazon came through for me and delivered Nana's birthday gift the day before her birthday -- bravo. Especially considering that the original due date was 3 days post B-Day. No I didn't come up with a cleaver and cute letter to her like I did for Pap - those have to have my drunken muse sober enough to prang me on the head and come up with this stuff - she isn't sober often. It helps keeps the crazy at bay I'm told. Which would explain the last two weekends. ;-)
Tonight -- lookout -we're cooking out -- on the grill! Jump back I know. Pork ribs on sale with corn on the cob and what ever veggie isn't the wrong shade of green in the fridge. I did a fridge purge today - tends to put off the appetite for a bit. But bonus my kitchen is clean, the laundry is underway and Bubba is packing for HOT-lanta... yes boys and girls for the first time in a LONG time Aunt Ing is going to enjoy the "single" life which in my world means sole control of the remote, no cooking dinners and minimal muss and fuss for the week. Bingo and jackpot! Problem is when my sister and mother get here I am going to be so starved for conversation they aren't getting a word in edge-wise - you have been warned.
Today has also been nice, as I rolled the snore king out of bed, we enjoyed breakfast out - and went our own directions - he to the eye doctor and other such errands - me the nail salon for some pampering and hair ripping -- eyebrows people please. So I have shortened, pretty pink fingers and toe nails, nicely shaped eyebrows and I'm all ready for beach footwear.
I've got Ladies's Group banking stuff to do, and my own check book to tend to -- then there will be cooking of sorts and then the veggies will be the ones on the couch and in his royal chair flipping through the channels while I watch 13 inches of our TV screen... yeah Stay tuned Sunday may or may not contain a visit from my sister and her family and may or may not contain dinner cooked here - its a mood thing right now. ;-)
Oh Hey - Nana --- Bubba likes the CD you got - "why is there air?" You might want to note that for Christmas as his own mama thinks the Internet is some sort of messy thing and won't get anywhere near it. ;-) I kid! But she has no clue how to Internet, email or any of that... no comment.
Speaking of the in-laws have to RSVP to the wedding - must text the sister to see if she'll go with-- if not I'm dragging my neighbor along or I just might go stag and leave as early as possible... stay tuned for that major announcement... or not.
Crack open a cold one and enjoy your weekend Zen...
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Some cheap therapy and a weekend recap...
First the therapy because on this issue I have turned into my mother - chew on it until the flavor is gone and stick it in my hair (see Ya-Ya Sisterhood movie for that reference) ... anyway... Sunday morning... my brother has to be hung over and he gets his undies in a bunch because I made a noise when the TV came on. He shouts at me that I should stop making assumptions they have to turn the TV on to get the DVD out ... I didn't say a word because - well I did make the noise, and two it wasn't worth the argument - and mostly they ain't my kids - as was pointed out to me the previous evening. Apparently dear brother and his lovely wife got their collective knickers in a twist because frankly I hadn't seen them move that fast -- ever. I'm sorry that your wife washes dishes in cold water with no soap and I'm sorry if she got her tender misguided feelings hurt when I introduced said hot water and soap to the breakfast dishes so that we didn't have to waste more water washing them again so they were clean and not slime covered. Sue me. I was ticked at dear brother when he said he would stick around and help clean up so my parents didn't have the entire mess to handle themselves... he did not. Now Mom did say they helped and what was left was easier with fewer bodies about... yeah ok fine but I felt guilty leaving this big mess - did he? He had a 2 hour ride home - I had a 6 hour ride home... what was the freaking fire to leave already? You're ticked at me? Fine - find the jar your wife hid, containing your spinal column and your personal stones and tell me so - sober. Otherwise leave your waded panties up there and deal. It's camp, I didn't want to hear your daughter's ipod with her new speakers by the camp fire take that crap inside, it was drowning out the conversation - so much so when I finally got your wife's attention to turn the darn thing down I WAS snippy. I was nice to your children when they had that noise maker, I took them walking with dogs and to the water while you stayed put - I made sure your dumb ass dog didn't run 2 miles down the road and get hit by a car... WHY did you leave such a smudge on a really great weekend? Why can't you man up and talk to me? Why did I say any-freaking-thing when the darn TV came on?
That last one sticks in the craw you know?
But let's turn on the way way back machine to Friday morning... it all started so well... with the exception of Bubba-dorkus thinking he would mow the lawn at 6:30 in the AM when the alarm went off... seriously pumpkin? We slept in a bit later (1 whole hour) then got moving, he to the lawn, me to kitchen, pack, dogs, showering, food, lists, and of course forgetting the air mattress blower-upper and my sisters beach chairs - which ended up working out anyway... but I'm getting ahead of myself. Back to Friday.
Got things tended, I even fed Bubba and myself, we headed out, talked to the folks there was jokes there was fun we were on our way.... we stopped finally close to camp, I had to pee, we grabbed a quick lunch and of course Bubba being Bubba got a bean burrito that then proceeded to explode all over the place and yes -- it was somehow MY fault this occurred. Don't ask me how -- I offered to drive, I had eaten my more neat chicken burrito that didn't explode in a gloppy mess all over the place... but I digress. We had a discussion of gas stations got stuck behind one guy gassing his BOAT - moved on found the "sheetz" he was looking for which wasn't a sheetz but close enough - then we get back on the road and it's pokey patty!! THIS is why I read when Bubba drives on these trips, he weaves between the divots between the lanes and the vibrator things on the burm of the road -- so for the better part of 6 hours you get thumpa-thumpa-thumpa and buzzzz-buzzzz-buzzzz ---thumpa-thumpa-thumpa and buzzzz-buzzzz-buzzzz -- you get the idea. None of which allows for peaceful contemplation or puppy sleepy zen. He says I exaggerated it; no I don't think so dear... but then again ;-)
ANY way... we get there and ... no one is home! Yeesh but then I get worried because I was raised by Nana - and stuff was out - food chairs etc. So I called around finally called my sister she had heard nothing so I figured all clear plus Bubba noted all water toting things had been taken so I could just chill out.. I did. Unpacked, relaxed grabbed a fermented beverage and as soon as I sat down... didn't he parents pull in.
Of course everyone had to mention "at least you had a key!" That was 3 years ago you'd think someone would forget - but then again this is my family and well we don't forget the good ones - and that was a good one. I claim low iron... and I'm sticking too it.
Dinner Friday was the four of us, Bubba, me Mom and Dad. Bubba and I left to get ice cream and didn't sister S and niece M pull in - we enjoy a bit later with worried Nana brother and his family pull in - we enjoy we get beds and sleeping arrangements done - and well into the night we all tuck in for a mostly restful night.
Saturday morning, sister gets up and disappears to teach her class only to then show up literally as dinner was being served! We did learn later she was packing for her trip to the beach - and I'm betting money there was a nap in there somewhere. ;-) She's not fooling me! But around the table enjoying Nana's low country boil was...Mom, Dad, Bubba and Aunt Ing (remember they aren't my kids) Sister, daughter and husband, brother, daughters and wife, adopted brother, gal pal, and their daughters plus 4 dogs (and a partridge in a pear tree).
Now thankfully Mikey and company arrived Saturday morning and stayed Saturday night - My sister arrived Friday night and left Saturday post dinner ish to head to her vacation in NC. She actually stopped at my house late into the night from camp then continued on her way the next morning - with a phone call of course. Hey! Where is that good bagel place from your house? Directions were given all was well...
Low Country Boil was a big hit - we ate and ate until we couldn't ate no more... ouch. There was also a fair amount of drinking - except for Bubba... allow me to wander off on this bit of cranky....
Bubba has a medical issue and beer is a no-no. Ok fine we do a liquor run I get what I think is a non-malt based drink for his highness -- it is not a non-malt based drink. Needless to say Bubba is cranky I offer to go and get - I tell him to go and get - my father and mother offer to go and get - he declines all offers and remains cranky. (big surprise to regular readers I know) So either solve the problem - accept the multiple offers to solve the problem - or shut up about it!! Yeesh. Yes I made the mistake I made multiple offers to fix said problem when you stick your thumb up your bum grump--- deal because you can rotate for all I care at this point.
I drank - a lot - but there was no way to keep up with my brother-- cripes I would have been sick and sick and beyond hung the next day... no thank you! Which probably explains cracks in the night and grump in the morning... yeah I have purged and now letting go - which I'm sure his wife won't -- and she will find a way to screw up a major holiday. :-D
Sunday was breakfast, pack, clean previously documented grumpiness and home. I drove it was good I pull over for gas and potty break and the bottom falls out rain! thunder! lightening! wet dogs! Unhappy Bubba! We had it all - of course we get on the PA turnpike and there is traffic!! which of course makes Bubba oh so happy... but once we got around the famous Breezewood and it's 1 light from heck - it was all good -- mostly until we hit Maryland. We got home within the 6 hours, I went to the grocery store for dinner supplies started laundry and died.
Monday we got up and went to work - we needed the break.
I had a girls meeting - hit Wal-Mart, the grocery store, planned the meeting, tended to the dogs, had the meeting, came home, grabbed some dinner with cranky Bubba because he had to move something around in the fridge to get to what he wanted... literally. I also fixed that problem which involved me wrapping up meat products and putting them in the freezer and wow - look room some - but you still have to move the milk to get the mayo... deal with it!!
And now it is Tuesday, working late so I don't take any vacation time for last Friday... and planning dinner for tonight and wondering if it's possible to get anything else done tonight. Maybe... ;-)
OH!!! Goodness I almost left out the biggest news! Mikey asked his gal pal at our camp to marry him!!! We woke everyone above the age of 15 to share the news!! there was laughter there were tears and there were drinking and camp fire and happiness. All the old married recalled romance long ago - and the cuddle bugs enjoyed all that new-ness... *sigh*
Where can one get that newness without leaving the trained one you got already - after all you put 20 plus years into a project you know all it's goofy buttons - why oh why would anyone want to start all over again? Just asking is all... but then he good for the anniversary bling! :-)
That last one sticks in the craw you know?
But let's turn on the way way back machine to Friday morning... it all started so well... with the exception of Bubba-dorkus thinking he would mow the lawn at 6:30 in the AM when the alarm went off... seriously pumpkin? We slept in a bit later (1 whole hour) then got moving, he to the lawn, me to kitchen, pack, dogs, showering, food, lists, and of course forgetting the air mattress blower-upper and my sisters beach chairs - which ended up working out anyway... but I'm getting ahead of myself. Back to Friday.
Got things tended, I even fed Bubba and myself, we headed out, talked to the folks there was jokes there was fun we were on our way.... we stopped finally close to camp, I had to pee, we grabbed a quick lunch and of course Bubba being Bubba got a bean burrito that then proceeded to explode all over the place and yes -- it was somehow MY fault this occurred. Don't ask me how -- I offered to drive, I had eaten my more neat chicken burrito that didn't explode in a gloppy mess all over the place... but I digress. We had a discussion of gas stations got stuck behind one guy gassing his BOAT - moved on found the "sheetz" he was looking for which wasn't a sheetz but close enough - then we get back on the road and it's pokey patty!! THIS is why I read when Bubba drives on these trips, he weaves between the divots between the lanes and the vibrator things on the burm of the road -- so for the better part of 6 hours you get thumpa-thumpa-thumpa and buzzzz-buzzzz-buzzzz ---thumpa-thumpa-thumpa and buzzzz-buzzzz-buzzzz -- you get the idea. None of which allows for peaceful contemplation or puppy sleepy zen. He says I exaggerated it; no I don't think so dear... but then again ;-)
ANY way... we get there and ... no one is home! Yeesh but then I get worried because I was raised by Nana - and stuff was out - food chairs etc. So I called around finally called my sister she had heard nothing so I figured all clear plus Bubba noted all water toting things had been taken so I could just chill out.. I did. Unpacked, relaxed grabbed a fermented beverage and as soon as I sat down... didn't he parents pull in.
Of course everyone had to mention "at least you had a key!" That was 3 years ago you'd think someone would forget - but then again this is my family and well we don't forget the good ones - and that was a good one. I claim low iron... and I'm sticking too it.
Dinner Friday was the four of us, Bubba, me Mom and Dad. Bubba and I left to get ice cream and didn't sister S and niece M pull in - we enjoy a bit later with worried Nana brother and his family pull in - we enjoy we get beds and sleeping arrangements done - and well into the night we all tuck in for a mostly restful night.
Saturday morning, sister gets up and disappears to teach her class only to then show up literally as dinner was being served! We did learn later she was packing for her trip to the beach - and I'm betting money there was a nap in there somewhere. ;-) She's not fooling me! But around the table enjoying Nana's low country boil was...Mom, Dad, Bubba and Aunt Ing (remember they aren't my kids) Sister, daughter and husband, brother, daughters and wife, adopted brother, gal pal, and their daughters plus 4 dogs (and a partridge in a pear tree).
Now thankfully Mikey and company arrived Saturday morning and stayed Saturday night - My sister arrived Friday night and left Saturday post dinner ish to head to her vacation in NC. She actually stopped at my house late into the night from camp then continued on her way the next morning - with a phone call of course. Hey! Where is that good bagel place from your house? Directions were given all was well...
Low Country Boil was a big hit - we ate and ate until we couldn't ate no more... ouch. There was also a fair amount of drinking - except for Bubba... allow me to wander off on this bit of cranky....
Bubba has a medical issue and beer is a no-no. Ok fine we do a liquor run I get what I think is a non-malt based drink for his highness -- it is not a non-malt based drink. Needless to say Bubba is cranky I offer to go and get - I tell him to go and get - my father and mother offer to go and get - he declines all offers and remains cranky. (big surprise to regular readers I know) So either solve the problem - accept the multiple offers to solve the problem - or shut up about it!! Yeesh. Yes I made the mistake I made multiple offers to fix said problem when you stick your thumb up your bum grump--- deal because you can rotate for all I care at this point.
I drank - a lot - but there was no way to keep up with my brother-- cripes I would have been sick and sick and beyond hung the next day... no thank you! Which probably explains cracks in the night and grump in the morning... yeah I have purged and now letting go - which I'm sure his wife won't -- and she will find a way to screw up a major holiday. :-D
Sunday was breakfast, pack, clean previously documented grumpiness and home. I drove it was good I pull over for gas and potty break and the bottom falls out rain! thunder! lightening! wet dogs! Unhappy Bubba! We had it all - of course we get on the PA turnpike and there is traffic!! which of course makes Bubba oh so happy... but once we got around the famous Breezewood and it's 1 light from heck - it was all good -- mostly until we hit Maryland. We got home within the 6 hours, I went to the grocery store for dinner supplies started laundry and died.
Monday we got up and went to work - we needed the break.
I had a girls meeting - hit Wal-Mart, the grocery store, planned the meeting, tended to the dogs, had the meeting, came home, grabbed some dinner with cranky Bubba because he had to move something around in the fridge to get to what he wanted... literally. I also fixed that problem which involved me wrapping up meat products and putting them in the freezer and wow - look room some - but you still have to move the milk to get the mayo... deal with it!!
And now it is Tuesday, working late so I don't take any vacation time for last Friday... and planning dinner for tonight and wondering if it's possible to get anything else done tonight. Maybe... ;-)
OH!!! Goodness I almost left out the biggest news! Mikey asked his gal pal at our camp to marry him!!! We woke everyone above the age of 15 to share the news!! there was laughter there were tears and there were drinking and camp fire and happiness. All the old married recalled romance long ago - and the cuddle bugs enjoyed all that new-ness... *sigh*
Where can one get that newness without leaving the trained one you got already - after all you put 20 plus years into a project you know all it's goofy buttons - why oh why would anyone want to start all over again? Just asking is all... but then he good for the anniversary bling! :-)
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Short week...
I looked at my calendar and realized I'm working 1 Friday in the Month of August... and it ain't tomorrow. Yeah totally sucks to be me doesn't it? I am however working longer days so I don't have to use up vacation time for these missing Fridays... dogs aren't thrilled but 3 day weekend in the woods will make up for that -- this time. Plus when we get back it will be two days recover time.. so it's all good.
Things are quiet, house is almost returned to normal, cleaning lady came Tuesday - probably should have tipped the house was a mess... eh. I got laundry done, stripped the guest bed again due to rumors of return visit of in-laws who will probably call tonight want to come up Saturday and we'll be in the woods. Sorry! We plan ahead unlike you people. I can just imagine how many times Mom J has called back to PA just to check in. I can promise you she won't travel during the school year because she can't trust Niece A to get up and get her own kid to school on time... yeah amazing isn't it?
I wonder a lot about the hand of cards I was dealt in regards to kids. Why do some get sent the world and are complete idiots while others... and why is it right in my face. I mean really. Gee and whiz what Divine plan of extreme filter check is this? (you know the brain to mouth filter) My idiot brother is taking his daughter already behind the 8 ball in school out of the first few days of school to go on vacation - WTF are June, July and most of the rest of August flipping for? AND then you complain about not being able to afford to send her to private school --- HINT HINT DORKUS.
But I digress - and wallow frankly. I'm blaming hormones, lack of female chatty time and just plain - it's that time of the year - who the Frank knows? This hits every now and again... there should be a switch I can hit that allows me to be like Bubba - outta sight outta mind and done.
I did soothe the cranky bitch with a visit to the book store yesterday - it's going out of business I went with a list, got it - and one more and got out. :-) She was happy for a bit - she had sole control of the remote - which didn't pay off because well - TV sucked last night. I did get to see the documentary on Ed Sabol who started NFL films - funny guy and interesting. But I'm a nerd like that. Steelers football Friday night - thank goodness...
I was also watching older episodes of Sex and the City - man the late ones sucked! LOL-- or not so much.
Bubba got home late he was out with the accountants - celebrating some guys 30 years with the company. He came home happy - oh goodie. Well it was a change of pace actually so we went with it. I found it really funny HIS dog didn't as much as twitch an ear when he walked in and when he talked to her she looked at him like - yeah it's late I'm tired you missed it all - 'night. We went to bed, read and all of a freaking sudden the alarm went off and the bladder put the ki-bosh on the thoughts of snooze bar...
So up and moving and to work, office mate left for a conference 20 minutes after I got in sooo nice and quiet day. Up side - it's a Friday for me! And hey quiet day at work, can't beat it - go back and read life of mine a year ago... there was thoughts of murder and mayhem and it wasn't all Bubba for a change. :-)
So enjoy the weekend, the weather and life in general - I fully intend to !!!
Things are quiet, house is almost returned to normal, cleaning lady came Tuesday - probably should have tipped the house was a mess... eh. I got laundry done, stripped the guest bed again due to rumors of return visit of in-laws who will probably call tonight want to come up Saturday and we'll be in the woods. Sorry! We plan ahead unlike you people. I can just imagine how many times Mom J has called back to PA just to check in. I can promise you she won't travel during the school year because she can't trust Niece A to get up and get her own kid to school on time... yeah amazing isn't it?
I wonder a lot about the hand of cards I was dealt in regards to kids. Why do some get sent the world and are complete idiots while others... and why is it right in my face. I mean really. Gee and whiz what Divine plan of extreme filter check is this? (you know the brain to mouth filter) My idiot brother is taking his daughter already behind the 8 ball in school out of the first few days of school to go on vacation - WTF are June, July and most of the rest of August flipping for? AND then you complain about not being able to afford to send her to private school --- HINT HINT DORKUS.
But I digress - and wallow frankly. I'm blaming hormones, lack of female chatty time and just plain - it's that time of the year - who the Frank knows? This hits every now and again... there should be a switch I can hit that allows me to be like Bubba - outta sight outta mind and done.
I did soothe the cranky bitch with a visit to the book store yesterday - it's going out of business I went with a list, got it - and one more and got out. :-) She was happy for a bit - she had sole control of the remote - which didn't pay off because well - TV sucked last night. I did get to see the documentary on Ed Sabol who started NFL films - funny guy and interesting. But I'm a nerd like that. Steelers football Friday night - thank goodness...
I was also watching older episodes of Sex and the City - man the late ones sucked! LOL-- or not so much.
Bubba got home late he was out with the accountants - celebrating some guys 30 years with the company. He came home happy - oh goodie. Well it was a change of pace actually so we went with it. I found it really funny HIS dog didn't as much as twitch an ear when he walked in and when he talked to her she looked at him like - yeah it's late I'm tired you missed it all - 'night. We went to bed, read and all of a freaking sudden the alarm went off and the bladder put the ki-bosh on the thoughts of snooze bar...
So up and moving and to work, office mate left for a conference 20 minutes after I got in sooo nice and quiet day. Up side - it's a Friday for me! And hey quiet day at work, can't beat it - go back and read life of mine a year ago... there was thoughts of murder and mayhem and it wasn't all Bubba for a change. :-)
So enjoy the weekend, the weather and life in general - I fully intend to !!!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Whew!
Holy cow - you know it's a weekend when you have to come to work to get a rest! In-law visit went just fine, out to dinner, a bit of chatting, little discussion of family members. I found it telling when asked of Bubba's darling sister the comments were brief, noncommittal and unfailingly polite. Hummmm ;-)
The only comment made about the wedding was by mum-in-law J she said "If Niece A didn't mind and understood the conflict then I don't mind" It was on the tip of my tongue to ask "does she even want us there?" I mean you all knew about this in MAY - it's PAID FOR - and yet still no attempt to work around - no asking hey Uncle Bob can you--- he wouldn't but I guess that is it the family way eh? I didn't say anything but a noncommittal grunt - frankly I was at a loss. My other thought was did you bother to rock the boat to say you need to include the entire family?!? I know the answer to that one - of course not - that would mean creating conflict -- probably with J's daughter - Bubba's sister which we simply cannot have... don't ask me why - but apparently J doesn't argue with T. Makes my head hurt.
Bubba went to work Friday morning - I took them out to breakfast and enjoyed the time, then they headed out right quick, I went shopping, and spent the rest of the afternoon doing Progressive dinner prep. My folks arrived about 4PM, Nana - bless her - jumped right in helped out get things done, organized and cleaned up. We enjoyed dinner out - seafood and came home and died. Saturday ah - Saturday up early due to finance guy Bubba chatted with fellow nerd I heard snappy jingles in my head - then he showed us what we were worth - as of the end of June - and then after the excrement hit the oscillating air device (think about it people) - there was a big difference and I will indeed be working until I'm 90. I need to remind my in-laws that Bubba and I no long have more money than god so they can stop being nice to me. (Steel Magnolias - required reading here!) I need to watch that movie again... digressing - sorry.
So we ran some errands on Saturday go ourselves put together and went next door to a birthday party... and boy did we party! Crabs, beef, homemade sausage from New Jersey, salads, desserts, liquor, OMG. Sunday came way too early. But with all that work to do for the progressive dinner I sweated out the demon rum... my appetizers were a hit - with the exception of the stuffed peppers. Ah well. between you and me the ladies group progressive dinner was a bust - we expected 25 we got not that many -- plus we had a DJ but we had rain (downpour!!) and had to bag the games and dancing... ah well. Ate too much, enjoyed a bit of mellow and went home and DIED!
Monday got up said good bye to the parental units and headed out to work. It was good, it was quiet, I didn't have to cook or organize anything.
Now I did call the vet for Shelby's meds - only to learn she had to have blood work to check things out -- just like us. Ok fine made the appointment, got the script - and drugs to tied us over. Thinking ahead - got things done --- nope. Not according to Bubba I was again spending money like a drunken sailor and I just don't care about saving our money and bla bla bla.... so I started to ignore him. Which of course he just continued blathering on and finally he stands there all pissed off and I told him, I'm not going to answer you when you call me nasty names and scream and holler. I took care of things - but since it wasn't done to your satisfaction you can bet your sweet bippy I won't do it again.... EVER. When you say to call it in - I'll say you better handle that one as the last time I took the initiative there was a great wailing and gnashing of teeth so in order to save your sanity honey - YOU DO IT. You take off work early and get home, tend to the pups, get Shelby to the vet, deal with the rest --- this way it will be done the way you want it done - and any monies spent will not be done by me and the unicorns will dance and fart the cheap-ass rainbows you apparently need to keep your world balanced. But I'm not bitter... at all... nope.
It is now Tuesday - I had to get up and out the door WAY to early - traffic was freaking fantastic and I got to my meeting 45 minutes early. Hey I got coffee and a bagel - and paid for that bit of white bread on my blood glucose numbers a bit later. ;-)
Its been another work day - meeting, meeting, sitting too long and me, myself and I oh- so ready for a nap.
This evening at this point looks to be quiet - dinner with be left over surprise and hopefully an early bedtime.
The only comment made about the wedding was by mum-in-law J she said "If Niece A didn't mind and understood the conflict then I don't mind" It was on the tip of my tongue to ask "does she even want us there?" I mean you all knew about this in MAY - it's PAID FOR - and yet still no attempt to work around - no asking hey Uncle Bob can you--- he wouldn't but I guess that is it the family way eh? I didn't say anything but a noncommittal grunt - frankly I was at a loss. My other thought was did you bother to rock the boat to say you need to include the entire family?!? I know the answer to that one - of course not - that would mean creating conflict -- probably with J's daughter - Bubba's sister which we simply cannot have... don't ask me why - but apparently J doesn't argue with T. Makes my head hurt.
Bubba went to work Friday morning - I took them out to breakfast and enjoyed the time, then they headed out right quick, I went shopping, and spent the rest of the afternoon doing Progressive dinner prep. My folks arrived about 4PM, Nana - bless her - jumped right in helped out get things done, organized and cleaned up. We enjoyed dinner out - seafood and came home and died. Saturday ah - Saturday up early due to finance guy Bubba chatted with fellow nerd I heard snappy jingles in my head - then he showed us what we were worth - as of the end of June - and then after the excrement hit the oscillating air device (think about it people) - there was a big difference and I will indeed be working until I'm 90. I need to remind my in-laws that Bubba and I no long have more money than god so they can stop being nice to me. (Steel Magnolias - required reading here!) I need to watch that movie again... digressing - sorry.
So we ran some errands on Saturday go ourselves put together and went next door to a birthday party... and boy did we party! Crabs, beef, homemade sausage from New Jersey, salads, desserts, liquor, OMG. Sunday came way too early. But with all that work to do for the progressive dinner I sweated out the demon rum... my appetizers were a hit - with the exception of the stuffed peppers. Ah well. between you and me the ladies group progressive dinner was a bust - we expected 25 we got not that many -- plus we had a DJ but we had rain (downpour!!) and had to bag the games and dancing... ah well. Ate too much, enjoyed a bit of mellow and went home and DIED!
Monday got up said good bye to the parental units and headed out to work. It was good, it was quiet, I didn't have to cook or organize anything.
Now I did call the vet for Shelby's meds - only to learn she had to have blood work to check things out -- just like us. Ok fine made the appointment, got the script - and drugs to tied us over. Thinking ahead - got things done --- nope. Not according to Bubba I was again spending money like a drunken sailor and I just don't care about saving our money and bla bla bla.... so I started to ignore him. Which of course he just continued blathering on and finally he stands there all pissed off and I told him, I'm not going to answer you when you call me nasty names and scream and holler. I took care of things - but since it wasn't done to your satisfaction you can bet your sweet bippy I won't do it again.... EVER. When you say to call it in - I'll say you better handle that one as the last time I took the initiative there was a great wailing and gnashing of teeth so in order to save your sanity honey - YOU DO IT. You take off work early and get home, tend to the pups, get Shelby to the vet, deal with the rest --- this way it will be done the way you want it done - and any monies spent will not be done by me and the unicorns will dance and fart the cheap-ass rainbows you apparently need to keep your world balanced. But I'm not bitter... at all... nope.
It is now Tuesday - I had to get up and out the door WAY to early - traffic was freaking fantastic and I got to my meeting 45 minutes early. Hey I got coffee and a bagel - and paid for that bit of white bread on my blood glucose numbers a bit later. ;-)
Its been another work day - meeting, meeting, sitting too long and me, myself and I oh- so ready for a nap.
This evening at this point looks to be quiet - dinner with be left over surprise and hopefully an early bedtime.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
They're coming when?
The in-laws - arriving tonight so poof goes my evening of prep and shopping time and 4 hours of vacation as I now must take Friday morning off to make do from this SURPRISE.
They are on their way as we speak... to my house which thankfully is clean. To take us to dinner - and stay the night. Oh goodie. Then they are heading to the beach for a week plus and then swinging back to visit after next weekend... ok fine. No worries I've got the vacation time, I've got a plan - I didn't count on the extra load of laundry and losing a night to get things done but hey - she needs to see her boy and I certainly can't say anything about that - after railing how my husband's family basically ignore him ... they decide to visit. Makes me wonder why they are insisting on coming down? My twisty dark places are thinking conspiracies theories - these are not happy thoughts. I guess I'll find out in a few hours or it could be as stupidly simple as - we wanted to see you and break up our trip.
We shall see. On the upside, my kitchen is clean as is the living room and the bathroom, things are ready - mostly - as long as they don't look in our bedroom... :-D It's my space leave me alone.
So, made up a new plan last night, got things together and figured yes I'm going to have to take Friday morning off as there isn't enough time in a day to make this all work. Bubba this morning was already in cranky mode... I ignored him. The upside of this - no commute, an empty grocery store Friday morning time alone to get myself organized and ready and deal with the rest...the house will be warm for a bit as I've got to do a bit of cooking - but mostly organization, sauces, prep and list making for Sunday. How does this happen? A month of bliss - now a month of GO! I will do my best to keep my yap shout about going to camp NEXT weekend - Mama J may get her nose out of joint with 2 family weekends in a row. Hey invite us to something - and we'll show up -- unless someone has a $500 trip to Vegas planned. Not going there!
I will say that I have been efficient this week - every night I had a series of tasks to complete - see my lists have lists comment earlier in the week -- and for the most part I have gotten them done. It also helps Bubba has been watching some seriously crappy movies - so good time to get things done. Having the mum-in-law arrive a day early simply shifted Thursday night to Friday morning and got me moving to get some additional things done last night that I had planned for tonight. AND bonus no cooking tonight.
Plus I have no worries about work tomorrow my boss, my gov boss, my office mate and several other team mates will NOT be in so who the heck was going to be here to miss my morning 4 hours? Exactly. Watch something blow up then I'll hear it. Ah well.
I've still got an hour to kill - perhaps a nap. Stay cool... With any luck tomorrow I'll have time to post good in-law gossip - or not.
They are on their way as we speak... to my house which thankfully is clean. To take us to dinner - and stay the night. Oh goodie. Then they are heading to the beach for a week plus and then swinging back to visit after next weekend... ok fine. No worries I've got the vacation time, I've got a plan - I didn't count on the extra load of laundry and losing a night to get things done but hey - she needs to see her boy and I certainly can't say anything about that - after railing how my husband's family basically ignore him ... they decide to visit. Makes me wonder why they are insisting on coming down? My twisty dark places are thinking conspiracies theories - these are not happy thoughts. I guess I'll find out in a few hours or it could be as stupidly simple as - we wanted to see you and break up our trip.
We shall see. On the upside, my kitchen is clean as is the living room and the bathroom, things are ready - mostly - as long as they don't look in our bedroom... :-D It's my space leave me alone.
So, made up a new plan last night, got things together and figured yes I'm going to have to take Friday morning off as there isn't enough time in a day to make this all work. Bubba this morning was already in cranky mode... I ignored him. The upside of this - no commute, an empty grocery store Friday morning time alone to get myself organized and ready and deal with the rest...the house will be warm for a bit as I've got to do a bit of cooking - but mostly organization, sauces, prep and list making for Sunday. How does this happen? A month of bliss - now a month of GO! I will do my best to keep my yap shout about going to camp NEXT weekend - Mama J may get her nose out of joint with 2 family weekends in a row. Hey invite us to something - and we'll show up -- unless someone has a $500 trip to Vegas planned. Not going there!
I will say that I have been efficient this week - every night I had a series of tasks to complete - see my lists have lists comment earlier in the week -- and for the most part I have gotten them done. It also helps Bubba has been watching some seriously crappy movies - so good time to get things done. Having the mum-in-law arrive a day early simply shifted Thursday night to Friday morning and got me moving to get some additional things done last night that I had planned for tonight. AND bonus no cooking tonight.
Plus I have no worries about work tomorrow my boss, my gov boss, my office mate and several other team mates will NOT be in so who the heck was going to be here to miss my morning 4 hours? Exactly. Watch something blow up then I'll hear it. Ah well.
I've still got an hour to kill - perhaps a nap. Stay cool... With any luck tomorrow I'll have time to post good in-law gossip - or not.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Oh look-y here... catty has come to play... you've been warned.
Look what arrived in the mail last night - and didn't my inner catty-catty girl come roaring out... the invite, the wedding invite to the Red-neckerson extravaganza! Whoot! At least they addressed it to both of us - by name, part of me was half expecting "the people we have to invite because there is a shared last name - somewhere." But that would also require a level of truthfulness and candor that simply doesn't exist in this crowd. Meow
The invite is black and white, oh sure it's got boarders and stuff, but (meow) it looks computer generated but they did include a stamp on the reply card... color me amazed (insert kitty growling noise here) -- I think you're getting the point by now aren't you? If not I'll keep with the cat noises... I thought so. Any who... I opened it before Bubba got home because well I couldn't help myself... as in curiosity killed the -- you know. So emotions have been simmering today mostly I'm still ticked that a person could dis their family member in such a manner and that the parental units of said family let it happen. Oh I know what happened.. they made up their mind and Niece's A's mother (sister-witch) T said F-him it's your day. So fine. I think if I go I will try and talk to T's husband and say listen - do me a favor when the old people drop dead - could you give us a call? Because your wife won't and I'm sure my husband wouldn't mind saying good-bye to his parents. I on the other hand by then will probably will wear a red dress and drink at the service - give me another 20 years of this crap and that is exactly what I will do. AND I'll laugh like hell when we get presented with the bill - oh no pumpkin yee who plans pays... enjoy! And all caps (MEOW) -- sorry just had to toss that one in.... needed the release.
So for this 15 minutes in our week I feel bad for my hubby - which will go down in a flaming ball of glory by Thursday as the party stuff starts making it's self known in the house... (more on that later)
Back to the 'Neckerson Wedding - as in Red - Neckerson, we have dodged one bullet - there will NOT be tents on a farm - thank goodness I was not looking forward to dress shoes dodging cow pies. (tiny meow.. sorry I'll quit) So we have the standard Western PA Fire hall - hey good enough for everyone else I know good enough for them. Now I am led to understand that said groom has several siblings of the sister and brother variety - Niece A has one of the sister variety - so what will the wedding party consist of? And will I be considered part of the family? I wasn't last time. My husband and I were the hired help last time and frankly it was expensive to be so... I wasn't blogging then - perhaps I should document her first wedding... later. Post a comment if you want to here THAT story through the lens of high and cranky on fertility drugs - oh the joy and bliss ... I know you won't as everyone that reads this thing has heard that story. ;-) LOL
So the question remains 1) do I beg the sister to go or 2) take the NYC neighbor... 3) Wedding gift? - Cash but how much - will have to talk to Major Tightwad about that one. 4) Dress code? 5) How much bling to wear - after all -- all of it would be gaudy wouldn't it? Yeah 6) How do I get cake and duck out early claiming doggie needs? 7) How nice do I have to be to my sister-in-law? 8) Why am I doing this?
There is the puzzler - why am I doing this? Because I want to dispel the myth that Bubba and I are bad people. Apparently having an opinion different from your family members makes you a bad person. Which apparently explains my relationship with my sister-in-law and her relationship with her brother. Of course having nothing in common doesn't help either. And I've wandered off the path again... kinda like my feelings on this. I'll RSVP - for two and if I end up stag I'll go, eat and disappear early I don't need the cake - especially if it's covered in crappy fondant. (Bleck)
All right on to other topics, lists, my lists are starting to have lists, how much can I get done Friday - what do I have to wait to do on Sunday - I need to talk to Nana.
Another thought popped into my head about my in-laws have I mentioned their call asking to stay over on the busiest weekend we have this month? You had to know they had to plan a bit ahead for this beach vacation - WHY didn't you call us then!! We could have worked something -- weeks ago. You wait until 7 days it's too late in our world. We have lives. I'm thinking to ease my semi-guilty brain calling my mum-in-law and better tell her what's going on because I know the great communicator I live with just told his mama my parents were coming down... but then again... see all the catty above. *sigh*
I guess I better get back to work. Suggestions, advice and recreational drugs welcome. Yeesh.
The invite is black and white, oh sure it's got boarders and stuff, but (meow) it looks computer generated but they did include a stamp on the reply card... color me amazed (insert kitty growling noise here) -- I think you're getting the point by now aren't you? If not I'll keep with the cat noises... I thought so. Any who... I opened it before Bubba got home because well I couldn't help myself... as in curiosity killed the -- you know. So emotions have been simmering today mostly I'm still ticked that a person could dis their family member in such a manner and that the parental units of said family let it happen. Oh I know what happened.. they made up their mind and Niece's A's mother (sister-witch) T said F-him it's your day. So fine. I think if I go I will try and talk to T's husband and say listen - do me a favor when the old people drop dead - could you give us a call? Because your wife won't and I'm sure my husband wouldn't mind saying good-bye to his parents. I on the other hand by then will probably will wear a red dress and drink at the service - give me another 20 years of this crap and that is exactly what I will do. AND I'll laugh like hell when we get presented with the bill - oh no pumpkin yee who plans pays... enjoy! And all caps (MEOW) -- sorry just had to toss that one in.... needed the release.
So for this 15 minutes in our week I feel bad for my hubby - which will go down in a flaming ball of glory by Thursday as the party stuff starts making it's self known in the house... (more on that later)
Back to the 'Neckerson Wedding - as in Red - Neckerson, we have dodged one bullet - there will NOT be tents on a farm - thank goodness I was not looking forward to dress shoes dodging cow pies. (tiny meow.. sorry I'll quit) So we have the standard Western PA Fire hall - hey good enough for everyone else I know good enough for them. Now I am led to understand that said groom has several siblings of the sister and brother variety - Niece A has one of the sister variety - so what will the wedding party consist of? And will I be considered part of the family? I wasn't last time. My husband and I were the hired help last time and frankly it was expensive to be so... I wasn't blogging then - perhaps I should document her first wedding... later. Post a comment if you want to here THAT story through the lens of high and cranky on fertility drugs - oh the joy and bliss ... I know you won't as everyone that reads this thing has heard that story. ;-) LOL
So the question remains 1) do I beg the sister to go or 2) take the NYC neighbor... 3) Wedding gift? - Cash but how much - will have to talk to Major Tightwad about that one. 4) Dress code? 5) How much bling to wear - after all -- all of it would be gaudy wouldn't it? Yeah 6) How do I get cake and duck out early claiming doggie needs? 7) How nice do I have to be to my sister-in-law? 8) Why am I doing this?
There is the puzzler - why am I doing this? Because I want to dispel the myth that Bubba and I are bad people. Apparently having an opinion different from your family members makes you a bad person. Which apparently explains my relationship with my sister-in-law and her relationship with her brother. Of course having nothing in common doesn't help either. And I've wandered off the path again... kinda like my feelings on this. I'll RSVP - for two and if I end up stag I'll go, eat and disappear early I don't need the cake - especially if it's covered in crappy fondant. (Bleck)
All right on to other topics, lists, my lists are starting to have lists, how much can I get done Friday - what do I have to wait to do on Sunday - I need to talk to Nana.
Another thought popped into my head about my in-laws have I mentioned their call asking to stay over on the busiest weekend we have this month? You had to know they had to plan a bit ahead for this beach vacation - WHY didn't you call us then!! We could have worked something -- weeks ago. You wait until 7 days it's too late in our world. We have lives. I'm thinking to ease my semi-guilty brain calling my mum-in-law and better tell her what's going on because I know the great communicator I live with just told his mama my parents were coming down... but then again... see all the catty above. *sigh*
I guess I better get back to work. Suggestions, advice and recreational drugs welcome. Yeesh.
Monday, August 1, 2011
The weekend recap...
Now in my rear view mirror is July the month of mostly unplanned easy weekends... that ship has sailed boys and girls and now we begin the August of Run Aunt Ing Run.... now I will say there are some fun events coming the only problem is... (say it with me now) Bubba!!!! First this weekend, fun party with the neighbors, Mom and Dad are coming down then the Ladies' group progressive dinner. Which means that I am 1) spending money and 2) having people in Bubba's house and 3) his in-laws are here... Now August 7th has been booked since May... August 6th for a month - when do my in-laws call wanting to know if we're free.... SUNDAY. Of course we've been freaking free all the month of freaking July --- these people pick the one oober booked weekend. I guess it could be worse - it could be next weekend... when we aren't home. :-D
Now I started to feel a bit guilty about that but my father in a bit of wisdom of his years asked when the dates became booked and recounted the number of times these people have last-minuted us - not to mention the don't calls with events and September Wedding date stuff... screw it. Guilt trip over. Maybe if you would have called WHEN YOU MADE YOUR PLANS - things would have worked out differently, but no you people apparently think - like you- we sit around all the time and do nothing. We don't --- check that I don't. I still believe that Bubba would be entirely happy never having to go home to PA, have people over, go see anyone or have a social interaction at all - like his Dad. Well pumpkin you didn't marry your mama - you married someone who also requires social interaction, enjoys people, conversation and hosting parties. Suck it up big boy or go away and don't see it... m'kay?
(Cleansing breath... ahhhh) Ok so this week is going to be a push to the finish line, I'm working longer days to take time off Friday, and there is shopping, prep and organization for the week... and every time Major Crankypants see something for the party there is going to be words. Which I will ignore - this ship has sailed, I have agreed to do this - tough crap and move on. Yeesh. My plan is to ignore him with this and stop talking to him when he gets ugly. So be warned Nana I will probably be something close to desperate for conversation by the time you get here... with 2 parties I should be all right and able to hold out until the weekend... I figure the push day is Thursday, as that is when shopping will be done, prep done Friday afternoon before parental units arrive then a wave of cooking Sunday morning and set up party and done! Yeah if things were that easy. I will pass cleaning type events around the house Wednesday, run vacuum Thursday night and live with the rest for the weekend. If you're coming to see how clean my house is - you don't know me -- and I won't like you. The plates, forks (will be plastic) and the serving plates will be clean as is my kitchen... that is the important part right?
Saturday was good - Bubba was up early and out - he went to the gun show with my former office mate's husband, their son and some other boys. Problem is Bubba up - pups up - Aunt Ing is up! I was sound asleep on the couch 20 minutes later - I kid you not. Then I got the Shelby nudge - "hey you dead?" When I woke in shocked surprise with the cold wet nose in exposed body part - she was happy to see my beady eyes open. We went back to bed for 90 minutes and I was a happier camper. I putzed, did laundry, cleaned kitchen, computered, bla bla.... coordinated with the neighbor for Chinese and Power Grid, made a quick run to Trader Joe's for snacks, (which he later grumped... seriously!) got that all organized, we enjoyed dinner next door moved to our house for the game, and poor neighbor guy - he was close but no cigar again. Yeah Bubba won -- I drank wine.
Sunday Bubba worked, went grocery shopping, after I made the list planned the dinners and told him to quit clipping coupons for crap we don't eat anymore and certainly don't need. There are no coupons for lettuce and carrots you cheap... ahem. I ironed, he came home while I was doing that - and said snarky about me "finally doing something" yeah like paying bills, picking up doggy presents and finishing laundry. Kiss off. He got up, showered, had breakfast made for him, went grocery shopping, mowed the lawn, worked, and flipped through the TV channels.
Compare and contrast to the person who "does nothing"; up earlier than him, dogs out and fed, bills done, showered, kitchen cleaned up, made breakfast, cleaned that up, finished laundry, wash, dry, and fold. Did all the ironing I've been avoiding for a week plus, cleaned up the doggy stuff and took his crap. Hum?
Apparently I am in a bitchy mood - sorry. Perhaps it's how he started my day - not out of a bit of concern as his wife mentioned that last night her tummy wasn't very happy with her. Took some stuff to calm it down, and then went to bed, I was up and shifting in the night and apparently I disrupted his beauty sleep and he woke tired and cranky. Well sorry dear next time I'll just sleep on the floor with the dogs so when I have to get up to pee or whatever I won't wake your pampered lily white tighty fanny ---- of course no - 'btw how are you feeling?' Jagoff...
All right done bashing the husband for the night - heading home which should be a slow crawl as it has just rained... and one stop and home. Pups are going to be ticked...
Oh! Almost forgot.... look what I found... this is an actual comic!!! Who knew... funny that guy doesn't look like Bubba...
Now I started to feel a bit guilty about that but my father in a bit of wisdom of his years asked when the dates became booked and recounted the number of times these people have last-minuted us - not to mention the don't calls with events and September Wedding date stuff... screw it. Guilt trip over. Maybe if you would have called WHEN YOU MADE YOUR PLANS - things would have worked out differently, but no you people apparently think - like you- we sit around all the time and do nothing. We don't --- check that I don't. I still believe that Bubba would be entirely happy never having to go home to PA, have people over, go see anyone or have a social interaction at all - like his Dad. Well pumpkin you didn't marry your mama - you married someone who also requires social interaction, enjoys people, conversation and hosting parties. Suck it up big boy or go away and don't see it... m'kay?
(Cleansing breath... ahhhh) Ok so this week is going to be a push to the finish line, I'm working longer days to take time off Friday, and there is shopping, prep and organization for the week... and every time Major Crankypants see something for the party there is going to be words. Which I will ignore - this ship has sailed, I have agreed to do this - tough crap and move on. Yeesh. My plan is to ignore him with this and stop talking to him when he gets ugly. So be warned Nana I will probably be something close to desperate for conversation by the time you get here... with 2 parties I should be all right and able to hold out until the weekend... I figure the push day is Thursday, as that is when shopping will be done, prep done Friday afternoon before parental units arrive then a wave of cooking Sunday morning and set up party and done! Yeah if things were that easy. I will pass cleaning type events around the house Wednesday, run vacuum Thursday night and live with the rest for the weekend. If you're coming to see how clean my house is - you don't know me -- and I won't like you. The plates, forks (will be plastic) and the serving plates will be clean as is my kitchen... that is the important part right?
Saturday was good - Bubba was up early and out - he went to the gun show with my former office mate's husband, their son and some other boys. Problem is Bubba up - pups up - Aunt Ing is up! I was sound asleep on the couch 20 minutes later - I kid you not. Then I got the Shelby nudge - "hey you dead?" When I woke in shocked surprise with the cold wet nose in exposed body part - she was happy to see my beady eyes open. We went back to bed for 90 minutes and I was a happier camper. I putzed, did laundry, cleaned kitchen, computered, bla bla.... coordinated with the neighbor for Chinese and Power Grid, made a quick run to Trader Joe's for snacks, (which he later grumped... seriously!) got that all organized, we enjoyed dinner next door moved to our house for the game, and poor neighbor guy - he was close but no cigar again. Yeah Bubba won -- I drank wine.
Sunday Bubba worked, went grocery shopping, after I made the list planned the dinners and told him to quit clipping coupons for crap we don't eat anymore and certainly don't need. There are no coupons for lettuce and carrots you cheap... ahem. I ironed, he came home while I was doing that - and said snarky about me "finally doing something" yeah like paying bills, picking up doggy presents and finishing laundry. Kiss off. He got up, showered, had breakfast made for him, went grocery shopping, mowed the lawn, worked, and flipped through the TV channels.
Compare and contrast to the person who "does nothing"; up earlier than him, dogs out and fed, bills done, showered, kitchen cleaned up, made breakfast, cleaned that up, finished laundry, wash, dry, and fold. Did all the ironing I've been avoiding for a week plus, cleaned up the doggy stuff and took his crap. Hum?
Apparently I am in a bitchy mood - sorry. Perhaps it's how he started my day - not out of a bit of concern as his wife mentioned that last night her tummy wasn't very happy with her. Took some stuff to calm it down, and then went to bed, I was up and shifting in the night and apparently I disrupted his beauty sleep and he woke tired and cranky. Well sorry dear next time I'll just sleep on the floor with the dogs so when I have to get up to pee or whatever I won't wake your pampered lily white tighty fanny ---- of course no - 'btw how are you feeling?' Jagoff...
All right done bashing the husband for the night - heading home which should be a slow crawl as it has just rained... and one stop and home. Pups are going to be ticked...
Oh! Almost forgot.... look what I found... this is an actual comic!!! Who knew... funny that guy doesn't look like Bubba...
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