I admit I am a gadget junkie. I am a device freak. I love electronic things. I love love love my cell phone and my ipod. I would really love to get a Kindle. Like really. Really. I realize there is nothing like the smell of a good book. BUT my gadget freak inside really wants a Kindle. I love the idea of carrying around several books. I have a hard time reading one at a time. I have a bookcase that is overflowing and a house that is not able to fit another bookcase. Now here is the part that might make me sound completely nuts. I want all my music and books on little portable things. Somewhere back in my brain I want to be able to move quickly with little or nothing to lug around. Clothes, music, books, all mushed together... in a little suitcase. I realize that is crazy but I sort of envision a almost vagabond-ish life with Eric and Alex and Cleo...
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Snowy Day
I am spending this snowy Sunday fiddling around on the internet, watching the History channel, playing call of Duty and mostly spending time with Alexander. Little man is currently sleeping on the boppy on my lap. Some guy is wearing the American flag and blabbering about the mysteries of the dollar bill.
I finally hooked little man up with his own website, AlexanderBorman.com, to share with friends and family who are far away (and close by) to keep updated with the baby. I am going to do my best to keep up with posting pictures and "firsts" that are way cute. Many of the posts will be retro-dated so things might pop up that weren't there previously.
I think I will try to play a few rounds of Call of Duty while Alex is sleeping...
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Pudgey Legs!
This is a note to my little bundle of joy. Yes, you are my little bundle of joy. When you cry and I freak out because I can't console you instantly you are still my little bundle of joy. When all I want to do is diddle on the internet and you want my attention you are still my little bundle of joy. You have grown so much but no matter how large you will become you are still my little bundle of joy.
I chose to breastfeed you. In the hospital you ate nearly non-stop. If you weren't eating you were crying. You might have slept at some point but I really don't recall. We were in a double so the crazy large Italian family that you might have now was completely dwarfed by the even larger and crazier Italian family in the other bed. There were tons of people in the room at all times. Your father was upset about that. I wanted your father at my side. You felt the tension and anger and I think thats why you cried if you weren't nursing. We did have a few hours of peace when the first new mom left and they brought the next new mom in.
Ah... but back to the breastfeeding thing. Even after hearing from many men and women alike that breastfeeding is really difficult to do I chose to breastfeed you. I have to admit that at first we had some difficult moments but eventually we got into the groove. I did miss out on a bachelorette party and a concert or two but I chose to stay home with you. I chose you. I don't regret a single second of time I spend with you or doing things for you. I spend some time at work (while working, I have to add) expressing milk for you. I breastfed on demand which translates into you wanting to eat about every two hours. There were times when you were attached every hour! (ack!) And other times you could wait three to four hours but you were mostly a two hour gig. (To this day... you want to eat every two hours.) Okay, I could shove more down your throat but you eat your fill and I will not try to stuff you to give myself an extra hour.
You crack me up when you are in your jumper-dealie. You will jump yourself tired and keep going and cry but will not stop jumping. You laugh at the dog. You crack up at the dog. You are saying Dada and that makes Eric glow. (I am sure your Dad will not want me sharing that with everyone.)
I did start you on organic baby food at around 4 months old. You really did not dig that too much. You still don't and the bananas are neon pink and taste like shit. So now I have started to make your food and freeze it for you. I made a big batch of carrots, sweet potatoes, apples and pears. You inhale the real food! I love that you love food finally. I can't wait to give you more variety. I can't wait to give you teething biscuits. I have already given you pizza crust, which totally freaks your grandmother out, and you love it. You have been to a few restaurants and do fairly well. We actually went into the ladies room to feed you in one of them. I realize I have the right to feed you anywhere but that is a lot easier said than done and you tend to be very vocal at times.
Your aunt Mary and aunt Julie and Grandma J bust their butts helping your mom and dad by watching you. So far we have been able to juggle our schedule so that you have been with family. Pretty soon I guess we might have to find daycare and that will be something that will kill me. If I could, baby, I would stay home with you. Hell, I would love to home school you. And I would love it even more if I could afford to send you to a nice non-religious private school.
To sum up, which you will find may be difficult for me to shut my mouth, I love you. I can't wait to see the little boy you will become. I can't wait to see the bratty little teenager you will be. I can't wait to meet you!
Love you forever, Mom
Sunday, January 04, 2009
I hate the winter.
At times like this I am ready to run. I imagine taking off with just my clothes, photos, and music. I book a flight for Eric, Alex and myself to some where tropical. We rent a hotel. We forget to fly back home and set up camp on the beach. I call home and ask my mom and sisters to fly out with Cleo. Eric and I buy this house after finding jobs as a construction manager and an English teacher, respectively. Every single winter I get into this wicked funk and I am sick of it. Why can't I live in a place with no snow? Why can't I live near the ocean?
I know that Eric thinks I am a silly daydreamer but I really really want to live in Hawaii. I know I was only there for a week but in that week I had no desire to eat chocolate. I had no desire to eat cake. I ate fruit and was completely happy. You cannot tell me it was because of the getting married thing - that was just a nice bonus. Eric had been telling everyone that I was his wife for years. In our minds I think we've been hitched for a lot longer than two years.
I dream constantly about living in paradise. Now I need to focus on that dream and turn it into a plan.
Labels: life
Friday, January 02, 2009
What the hell?
I am almost 29 years old and I have the worlds largest zit on my chin.
Labels: life
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Happy Happy!
Happy New Year! I fell asleep around 5pm and then again around 10pm. Woke up at 7am-ish!
Labels: life
Friday, December 26, 2008
A Christmas Surprise!
Eric and I got a Wii Fit for Christmas from our moms! Oh happy day! I was completely surprised. I am giddy as a school girl! Or, I was giddy until the damn thing announced in big fat letters "OBESE" to everyone in the room. I realize that my BMI and weight are in the obese category but gah! So along with the the fitness video game I am going to try to bring a healthy lunch to work everyday in my new Zojirushi Mr. Bento Stainless Steel lined Lunch Jar. My lunches will have to be made the night before. My hopes are to not pass out at 8pm with the baby and actually get my shit together. One half hour to play my Wii Fit and make my lunch shouldn't be too much to hope for.
Labels: life
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Alexander's new hat
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Oh bittersweet day!
After the merger of Sirius and XM radio both classic hip-hop stations were canceled! Oh happy dagger! I miss my backspin! What other channel will play Heavy D and the Boys? Where can I hear Positive K's I got a man?! Ugh!
Labels: life
Sunday, November 09, 2008
She's back!
Alright... looks like the Borman (sans :( Petrillo) Brews are back! Today Eric and I are brewing an Ale Mead and a Honey Porter. Now these might very well completely suck because the ingredients were purchased pre-Alex. But whatever, it'll be fine for us! Now I think I need to buy another carboy! KP - You are missed!
Saturday, July 26, 2008
GDiaper
He is nearly out of the small gdiapers. I am not sure if I should get just the large? Or a medium? Is it realistic? Will I be the only one to use them? Will I use them once I go back to work? These are a few good questions that I am not sure making a huge purchase will answer. These gdiapers are nearly twenty bucks a pop. Ugh.
On a happier note, I think the baby blues might be gone finally. I am not going to deny having them and I am thankful that my fears of having a full postpartum attack have not been realized. And while I am typing this my baby is sleeping in a snuggley carrier that I am wearing and the music is blaring from my computer! I am so glad that I don't have to be quiet for baby to sleep.
Please note that the damn diaper is on backwards... what a pain in the ass it will be to put it on the "correct" way!
Monday, June 23, 2008
Restless....
I am drained yet I have the desire to get rid of everything in this house. I don't use half the junk I have cluttering up my brain. Perhaps I want to move and don't want many boxes. Perhaps I am happier with less material things collecting dust. Perhaps I am crazy. Perhaps I am nesting. Any which way you put it I am too tired to really do anything about it...
Yesterday we had a scare. Our cute little cow looking cat managed to sneak her way out and some how landed in a tree and perched herself just out of reach from our porch roof. Eric had to go across town to get a ladder and grab her up. Poor little bastard!
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Fuck you government.
Amazon.com is now required to charge sales tax for orders shipping to New York. Fuck. Fucker. Fuckity. That really pisses me off and now messes up all sorts of shit. Part of the fantastic-ness of Amazon.com was no tax... and Amazon prime to get "free" two day overnight shipping. My Amazon prime membership just renewed and now I am not sure if the $80 is worth it. I might discontinue ordering from Amazon because of this newly required tax charging bullshit. That just crushes me. What other websites will now be charging tax? This is how to stop spending you fucking government! I will have to buy my toilet paper at the fucking grocery store now - what a pain in the ass. This just fucked up my morning. Fuck.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Huge belly...
So my fabulous friends threw me a Jack and Jill baby shower. Boys, girls and beer! I of course didn't partake but I am glad that everyone else did! The food was fantastic and there were no frilly storks and chickadees.
We even had a little after party at the house and fried chicken and mac and cheese for breakfast! All in all it was just fantastic. The crib is set up. The sheet and blankets are washed. Most of the clothes and towels are clean too. The room is almost put together... just a few more finishing touches. Hopefully by next weekend we will be set!
Friday, May 09, 2008
Get ready for some cheese...
I wanted to sit in the recliner and play Mario Kart. The recliner is off to the side and messes up the game somewhat... so Eric moved it right in front of the tv for me. He then filled my glass, got my cell phone, threw a blanket on me and handed me the remote. He then started giggling and was running around the room in a crazy fashion. He found a book of matches and lit a bunch of candles around the room. He turned out the light and gave me a kiss and ran away.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
I can't seem to get out of bed.
My co-workers and I have a big two days ahead of us. Ron White is scheduled for UPAC today and tomorrow. Both shows are sold out so that should be nice as far as worrying about shuffling in patrons but it is going to be a long day - er two days. Here I sit in my bed and I should be getting in the shower. I am just not ready to start this day... I may be late for work.
Labels: life
Saturday, May 03, 2008
I just don't know what to do with myself...
Here I sit, staring at my computer screen and listening to my television. I don't know what website to visit... I am hungry but have no desire to get myself anything to eat. I know I should be enjoying this time alone because in just a few short weeks my time alone will end. When I start to think about everything I get a little overwhelmed. I should just shut this laptop and zone out to some mindless television show while I can...
Labels: life
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Can't breathe.
After over five years and countless numbers of vacuums I finally succumbed to the Dyson . I just blew $450 at Target for the new dog/cat/people hair sucker, paper towels, dorritos and cheetos. Let me tell you that I had every intention of getting myself the Roomba 530. I got the last one and put it in my cart and continued down the aisle. Then I saw the mini compact fantastic Dyson Ball DC24. Then I thought, hmmm.... this is really cute and can fit nicely in my closet. Then my brain switched back to the Roomba - it will have to stay plugged in and will be waiting to clean and that will suck the electricity all the time. Then my brain continued - the Roomba will make countless passes along the floor, skipping and repeating sections. That could take hours. You can swoop through a room in five to ten minutes with the regular push 'em vacuums.
Now I might be having a heart attack because this damn thing sucks away several days of my salary but at the same time I am so happy to know that I can finally have a floor that makes me smile. Eric and I have had several $100 vacuums just take a shit after a year of use. Hopefully this one will last for a while.
On to a random thought - my baby is not going to play Grand Theft Auto until his is a teenager. Well, sixteen. Ha! I don't plan on being a mother that has no idea what the damn kid is doing and let my tell you I just played a bit of the new GTA and it is seriously fucked up. Fun as shit but fucked up.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Yesterday's Bank Robbery
The poor man who robbed the bank yesterday only got away with $2,000. The Pok Journal has photos of the day and explains everything! You would have had better luck with the lottery and wouldn't be in jail now...
Labels: life
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Life and bombs
So thanks to my mother, I was able to DVR The Human Footprint on the National Geographic channel. Now some of the stuff was enlightening but most was just silly in my eyes. A trillon pints of milk? I drink from gallons and recycle them. I recycle most of the stuff I use... the diaper stuff was shocking but I have already bought gDiapers - which are way too cute by the way! And, I don't use hair gel so I won't be throwing that out... I guess the stats they used are just the averages for the typical US human. I guess I am happy to say I don't want to be typical.
Now on to more interesting things. Mr. Thompson was scheduled to perform tonight at the Bardavon but his gig was postponed because he was bite by a scorpion while on vacation in Mexico. So KP is staying late to let the few stragglers know that he won't be performing tonight, but rather will be rocking out on October 23rd. I guess its a good thing that the show is rescheduled because there is a bank robbing / bombing happening in the building next door. I can see all the cops and they just brought in police dogs.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Tuesday Should Have Been Jinxday
Wow. What a freaking week and its only Thursday. I cannot even explain what the freakiness was all about Tuesday. Everything seemed fine and dandy on the way to work. Hell, I even got good news that Katie was going to come in to help with the load of shit that was piled on this week. I say hello to everyone that has already been there for a bit because there is a show at 10am. I sit down at my desk and try to turn on my computer. There is a horrible circle of hell that brings me through safe mode, yada yada mode, and NOTHING WORKS. Its just the same hell-ish cycle. Okay... I can use KP's computer but she sort of needs it too. I try to print my time sheet but the printer doesn't seem to answer anymore... Busted thing number two?
Okay... so I let reported my fun computer deal to the appropriate parties. I figure I could get a jump start on the 180 item mailing that needed to go out thaat day. I test two copies to see if I really know how to make the copier sort. Perfect... good to go and make the other 178. I fiddle around upstairs waiting for my copies. I finally grab them and they are BLANK.
I go to the bank to get change and return to the box office to tell everyone of the great blank news. No worries, Katie will take care of it when she gets in. Alright. I sit at KP's computer to open the box and her phone only works half the time and the first call I get is an asshole that wants to give the least and get the most. Then I jam the ticket printer. Yep, that was the second printer that told me to fuck off.
Now I have to move to the last dummy ticketmaster only terminal. I have to answer the phone at my desk because sometimes KP's phone cuts out. I am in complete freak out mode as of now. KP finished letting in the first show and comes to my rescue. She fixes the ticket printer so I can move back to her desk. Blah Blah some crazy calls and customers continue for the afternoon. There is another show and Katie arrives to make the copies and stuff the envelopes.
And we still haven't done anything about the Richard Thompson show because we still don't have any answers. We are able to take care of the 150+ Richard Thompson letters yesterday by some insane miracle, could have been Maria. Anyway... back to Tuesday's hellish events. Okay so five o'clock finally hits and Katie walks out with me. I call my mother who is hanging out with my puppy and kittens. She tells me to stop at the store if I need to she is in no hurry to leave my house (it rocks!).
I wasn't going to stop but I figured we could always use another half gallon of milk. I sort of want some strawberries and as a pregnant lady that sort of could turn into a real NEED. And I have to pee anyway. I get milk, strawberries, kitten food, and frozen pizzas for Eric this weekend. I get to the car and run my toe over with the mini-cart. OUCH. I get into my car and turn the key. NOTHING. nothing. NOTHING!!! What the hell. Its been a really long fucking day and I can't get my car to start.
I call my mom and ask her to get me. I call Eric, who is in Washingtonville, and beg for something. I call Mary to waste time while I wait for my mom. I call Julie, she is at work. I call Kathy & Katie to tell them of my continued fucked up day. I call Jesi to see how she is because its been a fucking year since I have talked to her. I sit in my car doing nothing but knowing my milk is not in the fridge and its finally 65 degrees outside.
I get home and start bringing in the laundry before the dew hits it. Eric walks in the front door and I cry. I have tried to not be the crazy crying prego but what the fuck!? This was the day from hell. Three minutes later George arrives. George and Eric head out to Hannaford where my car sits. After peeing again and changing my shoes I follow in Eric's truck. The boys try to jump my car. Nothing. (I had power, I could have listened to the radio, I rolled the windows down and up.) George then grabs a hammer and crawls under the car. After a whack or two Eric starts the car with no problem. FINALLY, a good thing - sort of. The jeep started but it might not start next time. I need a new starter and thank George, he will be putting in a new one for me today.
Tuesday continues: So after much drama, my mother drops me off at my grandparents house around 8:30pm to obtain a car for Wednesday. This 6.5 month prego doesn't want to risk taking the jeep again. I tell my grandparents about the day I have had and my grandpa insists I take his car because it will be easier for me to get in and out of. I get back home close to 9pm and start to make dinner. FOOD.
While cooking I text Katie & KP to let them know I have a car. KP calls the house and Eric starts yelling. He was just about to hop in the shower and realized that there was a floating mini kitty turd. The perfect end to the perfect day. My husband - buck naked - yelling for help to get the mini kitty turd floating around in his hot shower.
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Green or not be be Green?
What is with all the books you can purchase about raising a "green" baby? Okay, I realize that everyone needs to make a buck. And I also realize that I have not put forth an extensive amount of time searching for information on this topic. But seriously, why would I buy a book made of paper about being "green"? In my eyes, its sort of like the whole jumbo shrimp thing. Maybe I will turn baby Borman's blog into a resource for raising a emerald baby. I have already purchased two starter kits of gDiapers. I also picked up an omop and really love it. Its sort of like a swiffer, but has a really neat washable pad on the bottom and the cleaner is easy to use... just squirt and mop! No more buckets of dirty water. No more getting on my hands and knees and using paper towels and spray. No more clorox wipes on the floor for the dog and my bare feet to walk all over.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Honey and the kitty
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Hello!
Eric and I visited my grandparents on Easter. I feel for my grandfather and grandmother. She endured a difficult life while he drank. Now he is enduring her in her poor health and old age. They must have had some happy times at some point? Either way, it gives me something to work for with Eric. Although, I don't think "work for" is exactly the correct way to put it. Yes, you do need to "work" at a relationship - but in my eyes, its not really "work." It is all about fucking communication. Bitch at each other. Make fun of each other. Laugh at and with each other. Care for each other. And most importantly, talk to each other. Everything else should fall into place. Don't be a fucking martyr and and bottle it up. Speak! These rules apply to all relationships, damnit.
I am fucking pregnant! It is really starting to show and freak me out. I need to get health care for baby Alex. I need to pack my bags for the hospital. I need to fill out paperwork for the hospital. I need to take a Lamaze class. I need to stop eating ice cream.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Bratty little kittens...
Alright... so the little ratty kitten things are able to lift themselves up on all fours. Any moment now and they will be running around the room. The have some sort of cold type thing. We have meds to give them and all sorts of fun stuff! Thank goodness for the damn holiday this weekend, I need a break.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Little Actions...
So I finally got Jen's updated information for her site, Jennuinehairdesigns.com. There are a few things that need to be tweaked but for the most part its all up and running, er, webbing.
I found the mystery charge at work for a woman who gave us her mother's first name and we misspelled the last name. That was a fun time because the woman just kept calling and it was during the "hell week" we all loved so much.
The kittens are finally starting to open their eyes. Those cute little asshole bastards.
The most important little action this week is my baby. He has been kicking up a storm in my belly ever since the Indian food. He was definitely moving before that but now he is just rambunctious. For the first time last night Eric finally felt one of his kicks. He also started talking to him to encourage more movement.
Friday, March 07, 2008
What a crazy week...
I drilled a famous Mr. Sadler about the address on his id not matching the address on his ticket order. I also met BB King's drummer by some crazy chance - he got to see the fun part of Pok when a naked man sitting on a bench was taken away by the police.
Labels: life
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Six day old kittens
This is one crazy week. We have thirteen shows in seven days? Or something like that? Then another show two days after that... It rained today and I wore my new birk sandals. I shaved my legs and did a shotty job of it too... I am tired. I need to take a break.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
KITTENS!
Our pregnant stray cat is having kittens right now. Let it be known that I am not a cat lover and in fact I sort of hate cats. Cats are assholes. I love dogs. I love my dog. She is my angel. She is an angel with that stupid asshole cat. Eric fell in love with this stupid stray cat and some how he managed to convince me to let it in the house. I think what might have been the final blow is when that poor cat was in heat there were at least eight other cats trying to get with this asshole cat.
Well she has had two kittens so far... which might be it because this is probably her first litter. I can't wait to go home!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Pop those kittens out already!
The stray cat that Eric adopted is pregnant. It feels like she has been pregnant longer than me - an exaggeration of course. But when the hell is this kitten birth going to happen?! I realize that the likelihood of me being home for the event is rather low but it would be awesome if happy occasion does not occur during 8am - 6pm.
I didn't have to work today and Eric took my jeep thus forcing me to stay home. I really needed a day to do nothing and go nowhere. But I somehow did a lot of things. I finished the scarf I made for Mary that matches the baby blanket I made. I did two loads of laundry. I cleaned out my desk. I cleaned out some more of the baby's room. I watched several episodes of Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations. I played Call of Duty 4 with the boys. I relaxed. I cooked dinner.
Now I am going to continue to watch some exotic meals being eaten - for example Ghana looks like a really cool place to go! This baby of mine has been kicking up a storm a lot lately.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Black Ale & Chocolate Stout
Friday, February 22, 2008
My feet and baby blanket
This baby blanket is now complete. I added a blue/brown border. I am super excited that I completed it in less than a week. Now onto another project, or maybe some Super Mario Galaxy.
Coffee and Snow!
Alright, the way it looks out my window right now - I am going to have a snow day! An actual day of not leaving my house and getting snow dumped on us. I have been thinking about the last time I had an "official" snowy day that I could call a SNOW DAY. The last time might have been in high school. I never missed a class in college due to weather at SUNY Orange or at MSMC. When I worked at ETC, I was the dork in at 6:45am getting ready to answer the slew of calls from the entire United States about the (non)delivery of the Financial Times. Now at my wonderful loving fun job they told me to stay home last night because of the snow. Now I feel a little bit guilty about having the day off when others might not - but I know that I need to take advantage of the snowy day and the growing belly.
I plan on watching a movie, cleaning out more of the baby room, cleaning the bathroom, making jello, buying a coffee maker and a quilt, and bugging Eric once he gets home. Speaking of coffee makers, it seems as though ours took a shit. Yep. Clock works. Lights come on. Nothing happens. Now I am looking at a new Hamilton Beach coffee makers but at the same time I am hesitant. I truly loved the last HamBeach coffee maker we had but if it is going to just stop working one day five years later I will be unsure if I want another one. It has a removable water reservoir for easy fill up and easy cleaning. Thank goodness we had our trusty French Press so we still had the yummy nectar of the coffee gods. Anyone want to suggest a coffee pot? I will be ordering one today from Amazon.com so I can get it by Tuesday. (Brilliant feature that Amazon Prime and the "free" two day shipping...)
In all honesty, the coffee maker that I have had my eye on for a while is a bit more expensive and wasteful that I would like it to be. The Keurig one cup coffee maker seems awesome. I love the idea of no more coffee grinds to deal with and a quick and easy way to make a cup of coffee and a cup of tea in minutes. I don't love the waste it creates - you know those little pod dealies? I guess it is time for me to shop around and read customer reviews.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Gonna make some bread...
Alright, so its been at least 5 months since we brewed out last batch of beer. Let me remind you that it is a group effort. KP, Eric and myself all throw a hand in at brewing. While some of us scrub more bottles than others and some of us lift the wort into the sink more than others, it is a group effort. I have been hesitant to scrub bottles because I can't drink any! In fact, I think we will need more bottles for the batch we plan on brewing this Sunday. I realize we have time to get the bottles because I am sure we won't bottle for at least a month or so.
Hey, you are wondering, where do you get all that nifty brewing stuff? Well... I love organic beer but Austin Home Brew has a standard shipping that one cannot ignore. They also have a huge supply of all sorts of brew. I still have no desire to clean bottles but really wait to get some beer on deck. Yes I will be breast feeding and yes I will have a beer while I do it. I hear the brewer's yeast is good for breast milk production.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Winter Blues
I hope that I don't turn into the girl that can only talk about babies and pregnancy and storks and things. The topic has consumed me a little bit lately - yet I really am in the mood to hang out with friends at a summer time BBQ! Oh I am sick of these winter blues... I was so happy to run into Jen at the Newburgh Mall. I am done hibernating, Where is Spring!?
Friday, February 15, 2008
Mom playing golf
For dinner we all ate Chinese food and had screaming debates about a cell phone and calling 911 when the person in the next room is getting chopped up into little pieces with a cleaver. Mary seemed to think that the guy trying to help the person getting chopped was stupid for not calling 911 on his cell phone right away. Which I guess could have avoided said rescuer from getting hacked. Ryan and I seemed to think that one might not have time to grab the phone and call - or did call but still got chopped.
It was a fun filled day of silliness.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Icky Weather.
Thank goodness that driving in was not so horrible - but the roads were a wreck. I don't know how anyone could think otherwise...
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
What A Day...
Today was the member on sale day for Hairspray and while it was really busy we only sold a few tickets to the musical. My brain was so on top of things yesterday... but today? Today? Nada. My brain was on Mars or maybe at least Saturn. Hell... I think my brain could even have been up Uranus.
I would really love love love a snow day tomorrow. It will be the first day that the Bardavon closed on a weekday for weather and I wasn't already scheduled off. But given my luck as of lately, it will get twenty degrees warmer and it will rain buckets.
I finally opened an account with HVFCU and now I need to stop by to fill out a signature card to complete the process. And given that I am twenty weeks pregnant I should really start filling out paper work for the hospital and look into childbirth classes... ugh... do I really have to be there for that? Guys have all the luck... their crotches are stretched out and torn AND they can pee standing up.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Mountain Jam 2008
Alright, Mountain Jam is May 30 - June 1 this year. I will be eight months pregnant. I want to go. So, if I don't have to work and it doesn't rain and its not 100 degrees and I can get a ticket I want to waddle my prego-ass to the show. There are a bunch of "ifs" mixed in with this show. I realize that after the baby life does not end but - I can't remember the last show I went to and Eric is not going to want to take a little baby to a show. I am down as long as we get a hotel room and have a blanket and a sun shade and we sit in the back... well... in the back if its at the vibes. I don't think the Mountain Jam show is very baby friendly with that huge hill and all... damnit.
I just want to have some summer time fun! Damn you, Winter!
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Avoiding mycrack...
I have to admit that I miss having an online journal. I was just not happy with wordpress... hopefully my love with blogger can be re-kindled. I just like everything to be simple and most of these push-button publishing dealies are overwhelming over coded (in my eyes). I have been able to start cutting down the code.
After nearly four months of no energy, I finally have the desire to write about my life. Who knew that being pregnant could make you so tired? Who knew it could make me lose interest in knitting and crocheting? I truly want to but never seem to pick up the needles... Who knew it would make me want jello, grapes and green pears?
I also need to give a ton of credit to Eric - he has nearly stopped drinking. I asked him to stop with me for these long, er, short nine months. I just can't stand to be near drunk people when I am sober. I don't mind a drink or two or three but drunk people really piss me off. I have always felt this way which is one reason why I would sooner walk across town to the bar than offer to be the driver.
Who knew that this baby would eat my brain and make me such a scatter-brained air head? Who knew it would make me shave just one arm-pit several days ago?
Now I just need to decide if I want to add links to the side or the bottom... I think maybe the side... but then I will have to fiddle with the stylesheet... ack!
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Baby...
My scanner has been out of commission (of sorts) for a while now. I finally took a quick snapshot of my last sonogram. I was 12 weeks pregnant. On February 15, Eric and I will go back to see the baby once again! Hopefully he or she won’t be shy and let us take a peek.
Working on a little side project.
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Happy 2008
Well I missed ringing in the new year because I was playing Lego Star Wars. I am a geek. On the positive side, I was able to enjoy fireworks on my back deck. Sometimes Walden is a pretty neat town; there were no announcements about the pyrotechnics but everyone in town could see them
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
A chilly Tuesday morning.
I've been excitedly busy recently. Had a job offer that was quite sweet. Told my boss of aforementioned offer. Sweet job offer revoked. Sour job offer provided minutes later to work at home. Loosing my freaking mind about what to do with my life. I know I have potential... just don't know what to do. Indecision is killing me. Doot doot doot doot doo... (like the song, get it? gah, I suck.)
The job I currently hold has such potential to be wonderful but as 'they' say "shit rolls downhill..." I wish someone could realize that if they pick up the shit, say "hey shit, your outta here!", and throw it out a bunch of hard-working people could be spared. Oh yea, and the pay could be a bit more...
I haven't had a vacation in a while. Didn't even take off a day for Christmas. It's nice to be on my own computer getting attack by Cleo who wants all of my attention.
For the past few days I have been trying to find something really inspirational to write for you. I couldnt come up with anything. But I do have to say this one last time.."What are you, fuckin crazy?"
Now in all seriousness, I wish you nothing but the best.
Enough wisdom to know what battles are worth fighting
Enough conversation to last a life time
Enough comfort to just sit in the silence
Enough money to have all that you need (and a little of what you want)
Enough time to walk in the mountains
Enough laughter to fill everyday
Labels: life
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Rainy Saturday
Alright. Last night we had an appointment to talk about wedding cakes at Adams Fairacre Farms. Yep, we had an appointment. Wedding cakes... No samples. No samples of cake. No samples of filling. Um..? Am I supposed to guess about your blitzcherrybop flavor?! Why make an appointment?! I could have told you what cake I wanted when I made the appointment. If I remember correctly, the chick mentioned sampling cakes. Maybe that is just what I wanted to hear... Maybe it was just what my mom wanted to hear to...
The line up has occured.
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Happy Guinness Day!
Eric and I went to the bar we frequent on St. Patty's Day. He ordered a Guinness for each of us. The man who knows us handed us two plastic "Bud Light" cups filled with Guinness. $4. What?! Those damn cups were not even full pint glasses.
Eh, well screw him because that is all the money we spent in the bar that night. Some how both Eric and I were crocked when we left at 7:30pm. He had only spent $9 for the crappy Guinness cups and I only spent $1 to hear ZZ Top and U2 on the juke box. It was an almost magical St' Patrick's Day... nice $2 glasses of Killian's showed up in my hand all afternoon.
Labels: life
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Taxes!
I love getting my tax refund check. I feel almost human, not having to worry about where Eric will get money to shlep down to Jersey everyday. It is a beautiful 60 degrees in the sun right now and its only 8am - what a wonderful day. I am out!
Labels: life
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Carnations!
Eric surprized me with a carnation. We are really low on cash... damn heating oil bill. We keep it a chilly
I think Cleo is getting used to me dancing around the house like a fool. Instead of biting my feet, she caught me. I nearly spun into the wall. She was right there for me to lean on... I love her so much.
I can smell my spice cake. I whipped up some cream cheese frosting. mmmm... frosting... I need to tackle the hole loosing weight thing in a different way...
Saturday, January 21, 2006
A Fresh Year.
Shit. I had a rancid assed head cold. I have never experienced that before. Normally when I am sick the gunk is in my head, nose, and lungs. It all started Friday the 13th. Woke up shivering. Vomited for a half an hour. Well this time I got the pleasure of having clean lungs. Unfortunately my eyes, ears, head, and nose were hit with the gunk. My eyes were red for three days. I still cannot hear out of my left ear. My mother urged me to go to the doctor sans insurance. What did the lovely doctor tell me? "You have a cold. Drink tea." The doctor is of course a lovely woman who will be sending me a bill for at least $50. Wonderful.
Last Saturday, the 14th it rained all day. I spend my time in bed crying like a baby as I do whenever I get sick. Luckily we have a few nice neighbors, one of which called us at 2:30am to let us know it is snowing and there is a tow truck outside our house. I run out in a bathrobe and boots. Eric grabs sneakers and a coat. We each had $75 tickets tied ever-so-sweetly to our windsheild wipers. (Please note is a minium fine of 75 bucks.)
It has been one hell of a year so far. I am getting completely paranoid and snowcrazed. I think my friend Jen doesn't like me because she has only asked for my help once with her new shop. Yes, I know that sounds silly. Eh. Stop thinking about it. I tend to make shit up in my head sometimes. Almost thought Jesi was against me too. I think it has a lot to do with the winter. I called Keith thursday and the conversation felt akward but he could have been busy...
Yes, I have to admit that today was extremely beautiful... not much sun, but very warm. Sweater weather. Ahh...
Friday, January 06, 2006
Thunder King
Loud fire works = cops at your back door. Gotta love small towns with crazy neighbors. Four different people called in to the police station to report a gun shot. So if I get killed the cops will show up to yell at me...
I spent most of yesterday with my puppy, Cleo. Yes, I realize she is a year and a half old and larger than most dogs but to me she is still a puppy. We had a little incident with the nail cutters and it was difficult to get the bleeding to stop. But I was able to sleep okay knowing I did get it under control. Letting her out is going to prove to be a pain in the ass. The snow just reopens the injury.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Cranky Christmas
Alright, I am a dult sometimes. This is one of those times. I failed to request any days off for the holidays because Eric was unsure if he was going to have any time off. Next time I am going to take off regardless because now I am sitting here cranky and pissy because we have no time off for Christmas. The whole freaking universe has off today for Christmas. Grrrr....
Labels: life
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
What the hell am I doing?
Goodness. Sirius Satellite Radio fucking Rocks. My mother purchased the unit on "Black Friday" for me for Eric's birthday. (I still owe her money for that, among other millions of things... ) Ain't nothing like being in debt up to your eyeballs!
Alright, I think I might be done with school... what's that you say? It only took her two extra years... Yeah, well I took two years "off" - or should I say that I took two years to still be undecided... Who chooses History as a major? Me? Who did not like history in high school, or in community college... or um... yeah...
Mary is now a senior and trying to decide what do to about college... I do not regret going to SUNY Orange for two years. It sort of made me appreciate and look at life a little bit differently that I would have if I had gone to a private four year school right away...
Now what should I do with my life? Any suggestions?
