8 Things

8 Things

Each person posts the rules before their list, then they list 8 things about themselves. At the end of the post, that person tags and links to 8 other people; then visits those people’s sites and comments, letting them know that they have been tagged, and to come read the post, so they know what they have to do.

1. I sleep on my stomach, even when I was pregnant. I'm good.
2. I went to three colleges before I graduated, but I still graduated in 4 years.
3. I scratched a girls face when I was 6 because she would not leave my yard, it scarred.
4. I put this latest song on my blog because Alison has never heard it, I can't believe that, it was a big hit in our group in high school.
5. I am the only person in our little high school group that has kids. Carol is getting married in September and I really hope she joins my ranks quickly. Preferably 9 months after September.
6. We're going to the beach on Sunday and I can't wait!
7. I feel stupid, but I do not know what a Meme is.
8. I'm not afraid to fly, but if I haven't driven on the highway for a while, I get kind of nervous, on a long trip it takes me about 2 hours to "settle in".

I tag.....everyone that hasn't been tagged. How's that for lazy?

The great umbrella caper

Al--this is not "that" blog. Just so you know.

OK, onto blogging.

So you know the umbrellas that tilt?Well we "had" one of those. See there is this button that you push and it tilts. Well ours got stuck in the tilt position. The Suit was going to fix it, but he forgot and went to work.

This is the part of the story where things begin sound like "bizarre news" on Yahoo. We had a really bad thunderstorm on Sunday night. The kind where the pool chairs blow into the water and all kinds of bad stuff happens. So C comes downstairs because she's afraid of the thunder, so she sits with me and then I look out the window and notice it's really gusty. Then I look at the umbrella and realize that it's really about to become airborne, I didn't want to lose my $50.00 umbrella or my $100.00 table, so I thought I'd risk my life.

This is the part of the story where I get really stupid.

I decide to go outside in my pajamas and "fix" the umbrella. The metal umbrella, in the lightning storm. So it's blowing like crazy and I'm getting soaked, I'm holding the long metal pole trying to figure out how to get the umbrella down, it's in a stand going through the glass table. Well as I'm trying to decide what to do I can see C in the window watching her stupid Mom. So then all the sudden a huge gust comes and the aluminum pole just snaps in half. The umbrella comes out of the table and the jagged aluminum lands on my foot (my bare foot) and cuts a huge gash.

I become Mary Poppins.

The pole is broken in half and I am airborne. I can't figure out what to do. I'm afraid that if I let go the whole thing will impale someone, or go through someone's window in my neighborhood. Then I get the brilliant idea that I'll throw it over our fence and it'll just blow around the field behind our house, and impale someone that I don't see at the pool everyday. So as I'm half walking half flying to the back of the yard the tilted part of the pole straightens out (think Moses parting the water) and I'm able to actually roll the whole thing down, hence rectifying it no longer a hazard.

Then I went in the house, and C gave me her Tinkerbell towel.

Here is the headline had things not turned out so well:

Greer, SC
Mother of two electrocuted as umbrella and mother became airborne and got caught in a power line. Three year old watches the whole thing and calls 911.

What an idiot! Yeah, that's me.

A little bit of this and that....

Did you know that WE has Kate and Allie on nightly from 7:00-8:00? That's two episodes of my favorite 80s tv show! I've officially broken up with Dr. Phil and switched to the other team, Kate and Allie are now my latest addiction.

Things are good, I'm teaching lessons like crazy, which is good, the $$$ is nice. Frick and Frack are swimming constantly and Frick has swimmers ear to prove it. Poor kid. We took her to the doctor yesterday, confirmation, swimmers ear. Summer has officially arrived.

We're going to see the My Little Pony show tomorrow night. I know you're all jealous. We went to Carowinds (like Six Flags) on Father's Day and R is quite the dare devil. She went on quite a few roller coasters. I went on one by myself which was awesome, but I've decided that my sister and I need to go without the kids and husbands, we'd ride all day!

My garden is still going great, I have had some cherry tomatoes and a few cluster tomatoes ripen, cukes are ready too. I have on red pepper plant. I now know why red peppers are so expensive. I have 1 plant, 1 pepper, and it's showing no signs of turning red. Sucks up water like crazy, but just takes forever. I don't see myself becoming a pepper farmer in the future. I have yet to receive the soil results...that's pretty suspicious.

I'll spam you with some pictures since I've been lax in posting. Enjoy.
Here we have the ladies enjoying some hat fashion.
And here we have #1 posing for a Pre-K Graduation photograph.

And #2 sitting on the porch awaiting the departure for the "Fancy Nancy" book reading at Barnes and Nobel. Yes, I took her out of the house dressed like that....



Proof that she left the house...walking the "Stage" (first I might add) at the reading. Where did this kid come from?

Steaming mad!

I know I don't blog for like a month and then I come here to vent, nice, huh?

Background, The Suit has a professional job, he wears a suit for Christ sake! He is treated worse than if he worked at freakin' Target! He is salary, however the Bitch (his boss) does a weekly schedule, when she fuckin' feels like it. He is supposed to get his schedule on Tuesday, the work week starts on Thursday, so yes, two days notice. So say you asked me on Monday, "Hey Danyelle, want to come over for dinner on Saturday?". My reply would be, "I don't know, I don't have the Suit's schedule".

See if he worked at Target, he'd have his fucking schedule. So today is WEDNESDAY.....DO YOU THINK I KNOW HIS FUCKING SCHEDULE FOR OH...TOMORROW????? Nope, not a fucking clue. This absolutely boils my blood, nothing like being a slave to this freakin' nightmare job. His staff knows their schedule two weeks in advance, but the management walks on pins and needles around the Bitch. There are three managers that this woman schedules, all three are miserable because they don't know their schedules, they have all asked that she please give it to them by Tuesday (which I still think is ridiculously late), and she assures them every time that "You'll have it by Tuesday at noon". Well here we sit....2:32 on Wednesday..no schedule.

I want to rip this fucking woman's head off. I'm tired of being a single parent, doing every thing alone. This all started because I need to take my car in for the AC to get fixed for the third time in two weeks. Do you think I might be able to know the schedule so I don't have to fucking swelter in the 100 degree heat? Do you think? I'm so completely done, The Suit and his co-workers are like scared mice and none of them will go above the Bitch to complain....I feel like going in myself, because really I'm the one that is screwed week after week after week.

I give up, I fucking give up, if I'm doing this alone then things are going to change around here, I didn't sign up for this alone, but hell if that's the way it is then I'm in charge, I'm done playing nice. DONE.