So, we are at Saturday lunch discussing the Big Award - I managed not to lose my lunch over wife 1's crack about her husband - ah nope. But that was AFTER I spent lunch with the 2.5 or technically 3 Jewish mothers - such whining - one mother gets to the convention and is sick... of course every other face book post she's either sick or someone in her house is... yeesh. Another works nights and constantly complains about no sleep, not being able to get off of work etc. The third is on portable oxygen and couldn't be bothered to sit on a chair at the pool watching the younger girls - while I was engaged elsewhere... she announced at dinner how much she enjoyed her nap.
Trust me when I say what a master of control and brain to mouth filter tightening it took not to leap across the table and wrap that plastic tube around her neck - and yank hard. Nap - all the years I have tended to her kids - all the drama.... (ok in and out and in... ahhhh zen Ok)
So where was I? Oh yes whining adults - it is merely a coincidence that share a religious belief. Seriously. Other wise they would be whiny Catholic mothers - and if they were Italian I would have got it -- no still no - suck it up and deal... yeesh and enough already.
OK So Saturday practice - I screw up kid doesn't have to stay I say yes - then realize she didn't so I take her upstairs - go nap - relax. I did apologize when I'm wrong I say so.
Saturday night was fun - I saw my kids do their thing, I saw a Dad bust his buttons over his 11 year old daughter get her first state office - I breathed into a bag again when I saw where they were sitting. I talked the girl in the #2 slot from a complete panic - and her sister helped and filled me in on details she didn't tell me... it's good, its groovy - where is TASH?
That was the fun part of keeping the kid with ADD entertained, she would wander off by herself - a lot. We played a lot of the Girl's group version of where's Waldo with where is she?>?!?!
Thankfully Saturday night at the dance my crew pooped out early - we went up a 12:50 the dance had another 40 minutes to go... WHY oh WHY this idiot woman thought 1:30 in the freaking morning after 2 days of running and going was such a good freaking idea I don't have a clue. Sunday - was peaceful except for the rush to get everyone packed and organized before breakfast, then to breakfast, a good one - and then home.... ah home.
But in a tale of honest I must give my tale of dorkness Saturday night... in a long dress and 2 inch heels I decided to take picture of my girls getting their state office pins. I walked up front - stepped in front of folks, snapped my pic, reversed and sat back down. Repeat 5 times - number 6... back up missed chair, land on the floor on my backside laughing like a loon.... in front of the entire state executive board - 9/10's of those folks who don't like me much anyway!!! If I had popped right back up - probably only a few people would noticed - instead I sat there laughing like an idiot, and finally righted myself. I imagine that is already making the rounds back home too... as the leader from PA and a friend of my mothers' mentioned my grace at Sunday breakfast... yes oober dork - right here.
They won't soon let me forget that one.
Now it is already Wednesday the work week has been equal parts interesting and not so much. Got my review - I got 1/2 of percent above average raise. 2.5% - wow could they afford it. But - I got a nice bump last year so we'll let this go - this year. Next year I'm bucking for a promotion and other goodies. We'll see
Of course when I got home Sunday, tired, grumpy and ready to have no one call my name for at least 4 days - Bubba goes to get a massage. He too almost died where he stood - but then I embraced the quiet - buried my nose in a book, watched the news, the food channel and loved my dogs.. it was so very very nice.
Monday night I had a meeting - please don't ask what happened I have no clue. My brain was asleep in my bed at 7:45 - the meeting lasted until 8:30.
Tuesday was a busy work day but my office mate returned, we had to deal with slacker tester and the government boss I had my review all of 20 minutes but all positive. I made homemade pizza's for dinner - they were so good and so healthy - whole wheat thin crust, broccoli, spinach, low fat cheese and turkey pepperoni... I've come a long way baby... AND I even made a salad to go with. When Bubba came home a bit later (of course) his pizza with a mountain of crap like olives and artichoke hearts was cooked and bubbly - he told me when he made cracker crap frozen pizza I wouldn't feed the dogs; this past weekend - he didn't note the plastic cover over the blade of the pizza cutter. (Wait for it) he yes, started to use the pizza cutter WITH the plastic cover STILL ON. Surprise, surprise it melted... and threw it away.
He told me this story after asking me if I knew where that cover was and what it was for.... it was a flash back to "how attached are you to those purple towels - that now have huge bleach stains on them." Seriously? HOW do you miss a plastic cover over the blade of the pizza cutter! Not to mention its inability to cut one's pizza - and the lovely addition to your pizza. I think that it would clog your internal plumbing no?
That coupled with a sink FULL of dirty dishes and a funk I couldn't readily identify when I got home- again made me question my sanity - and my will to live - or commit murder - both were strong forces with murder winning out. I can read anywhere - and frankly it would be peaceful?
Then there is that whole in jail no choice and no outside thing... yeah sanity prevailed today...
Tomorrow we have another in the on going series of "Aunt Ing's going to get her inners adjusted" Tomorrow morning we drive to VA so a doctor can stick a tube into my mouth and down to my tummy and "take a look around". It was on the tip of my tongue to ask "for what? ET?" I stupidly asked the nurse about the procedure - and she told me - in gory detail. (puke). No no no - sweetie - keep it simple and high level - looking around for any issue that may prevent chubby girl surgery or other complications. You will be knocked out for the procedure.
That is all the information I need. Trust me. You wanna chat medical - call my sister - she loves that crap - it just makes me queasy.
So day off of work - again. Another doctor visit - again, and reminding Bubba not to leave a person coming off of heavy drugs home alone. I have dinner for tomorrow night already done - he just has to work the microwave... and he can do that - we had remedial lessons tonight just to be sure.
All righty I'm off to bed - I get to sleep in an whole hour and I want to take advantage of that as soon as possible...
Night y'all...
Oh and when does one say 12 window estimates is enough - he's booking #6 and frankly I think he's toying with me - and the windows guys.
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