and CBS, and NBC, and every other channel! Sat. night after the game SB and I had a long discussion about what was going on with him. What it came down to was he feels I am not spending any time with him and that we lead separate lives. Which is true to a point but I think that it got that way because I was trying to be the wife that let him go hang with the "boys" anytime he wanted. And since he was hanging out with them I was going and doing other things. True we spent most evenings together but I guess in his mind it wasn't enough. So, we agreed to work harder on spending time just the 2 of us. I am very excited about it because I would rather spend time with him than sit at home while he's out riding motorcycles! *G* He also said that he feels like he has been in the middle of my war with Stepmonster and he hates that. I told him that I had not been battling her lately and that I thought he was more on her side than in the middle anyway! We decided to disagree, but not argue over this right now. I think once we start spending more time together he may actually see my point of view but if not, then I'll just keep praying that she find a place of her own soon! *G*
While we were talking, the power flickered off twice. Everything came back on except our TV. Now, ya'll know my addiction to reality TV so you know I can not NOT have a TV! SB did some research online and asked me to go with him to look at a few models at Best Buy. 2 hours later.....I was just ready to grab the first tv I could get my hands on and run to the check-out.... but being a man he had to look over all the options, sizes, prices, etc. We finally decided on a 30" flat screen with HDTV on sale for $699. I think hubby really wanted the 36" but he couldn't bring himself to pay $1,000 for a TV. Bless him, it just about killed him to leave it on the shelf. Since our hand me down entertainment center is not made to hold a 30" TV we also had to pick up a new stand. So even though we got the cheaper TV, our little power surge cost us almost $900. Thank goodness for no interest for 2 years! *LOL*
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
It's Just A Game.....Isn't it?
Sat. morning begins at 6:30am....that's EARLY for a Sat. morning around here! I got dressed and hauled booty to the Ballfield to help set up for the tournament. The first game wasn't until 9am but we had to set up the concession stand... so by the time the first pitch was thrown I was already exhausted! *L* For the most part things ran smoothly but late. I have been to a few tournaments and that seemed normal so I didn't think that much about it.
There was this one man (we'll call him player from now on) who kept coming up to check out the "bracket". He seemed nice enough when he started telling me that it wasn't set up right. Now I don't know anything about putting on a tournament and since it was the first time my brother had put one on, he had asked someone to help him. So, thinking that there really was a problem, I called my brother over. He explained how they had come up with the bracket and everything seemed ok. I say "seemed" because player kept coming back. He had me convinced at one point that all they needed to do was not play the last game of the night and then everything would be right. So I call my brother back up to the concession stand.....big mistake! He was hot and tired (by this time we had been there about 10 hours) he told player one more time that it was right and he was sorry that the he wasn't happy about it but it was staying how it was written. Well, it started getting dark and the last game was going to be played under the lights. I thought that would be neat evidently player didn't think so. He stalled the game about 15 mins. trying to convince the other team it was too dark to play. Player caused such a scene that he followed my brother off the field and started yelling about it being too dangerous to play and just kept going until my brother kicked him off the field and told him that if he didn't leave immediately he would be forced to call the police. The other team was ready to play and did for a few more innings...until player's team forfieted saying it was just too dark to play. We later found out that player's team had been drinking all afternoon and was down 10 runs. By forfeiting the game they would still be in the winner's bracket and play early the next day. I got home around 9pm. I was so exhausted and my feet and side were so sore it took 4 pain pills to get me to sleep!
The next day was Sunday so games didn't begin until 1pm. They put a time limit on the games and came up with a 1 pitch rule, meaning that you only got 1 pitch, if it was a ball you walked to 1st base, a strike you were out, and of course if you hit it then you ran as fast and as far as you could. *G* I had to leave early to find a TV (I'll tell ya about that later) and go to a cookout with a friend of SB. I heard later that Player was on his best behavior all day but his team was not! A fist fight almost broke out midway through the last games! GROWN MEN were fighting over a ball GAME!!!!! It was unbelievable! My stepmom was laughing as she told me all about it. I know I shouldn't be suprised how some men behave but really it wasn't like they were playing for money or anything. It was just a trophy! It was a nice trophy but still in the grand scheme of things it was nothing to get that worked up over.
There was this one man (we'll call him player from now on) who kept coming up to check out the "bracket". He seemed nice enough when he started telling me that it wasn't set up right. Now I don't know anything about putting on a tournament and since it was the first time my brother had put one on, he had asked someone to help him. So, thinking that there really was a problem, I called my brother over. He explained how they had come up with the bracket and everything seemed ok. I say "seemed" because player kept coming back. He had me convinced at one point that all they needed to do was not play the last game of the night and then everything would be right. So I call my brother back up to the concession stand.....big mistake! He was hot and tired (by this time we had been there about 10 hours) he told player one more time that it was right and he was sorry that the he wasn't happy about it but it was staying how it was written. Well, it started getting dark and the last game was going to be played under the lights. I thought that would be neat evidently player didn't think so. He stalled the game about 15 mins. trying to convince the other team it was too dark to play. Player caused such a scene that he followed my brother off the field and started yelling about it being too dangerous to play and just kept going until my brother kicked him off the field and told him that if he didn't leave immediately he would be forced to call the police. The other team was ready to play and did for a few more innings...until player's team forfieted saying it was just too dark to play. We later found out that player's team had been drinking all afternoon and was down 10 runs. By forfeiting the game they would still be in the winner's bracket and play early the next day. I got home around 9pm. I was so exhausted and my feet and side were so sore it took 4 pain pills to get me to sleep!
The next day was Sunday so games didn't begin until 1pm. They put a time limit on the games and came up with a 1 pitch rule, meaning that you only got 1 pitch, if it was a ball you walked to 1st base, a strike you were out, and of course if you hit it then you ran as fast and as far as you could. *G* I had to leave early to find a TV (I'll tell ya about that later) and go to a cookout with a friend of SB. I heard later that Player was on his best behavior all day but his team was not! A fist fight almost broke out midway through the last games! GROWN MEN were fighting over a ball GAME!!!!! It was unbelievable! My stepmom was laughing as she told me all about it. I know I shouldn't be suprised how some men behave but really it wasn't like they were playing for money or anything. It was just a trophy! It was a nice trophy but still in the grand scheme of things it was nothing to get that worked up over.
Friday, August 25, 2006
TGIF?
What a week. I just haven't had the energy to blog...too depressed I think.
I have also been very busy at work. Why does it take 4 weeks to catch up on being out for 2? My desk is a disaster area. I thought I was actually going to see the cherry finish this week but no such luck *G* This week was newsletter time which means I track down all articles, make corrections/additions, send it for proofreading, make any more changes or corrections and then copy. The copier hates me. I have had this feeling for awhile now. I think that it must run on testosterone. I can try to make it do something and it won't budge....one of the men in the office can just walk in the room and suddenly, miraculously it will be begin to work perfectly. I could have sworn I heard it laugh at me one day! Anyway, yesterday it refused to print right side up. (It's a 4 pages printed both sides) Now I know what you are thinking...."you should move the paper stupid" Well I did that...I moved the paper in the copier and in the tray 4 different ways, EVERY time it copied the EXACT same way! I am telling you it is possessed! Even when the Youth Director came in it wouldn't work...so everyone will be getting mis-copied newsletters because I was so mad I refused to try it one more time!
Another reason for the busy week is that my dad and brother are hosting a Softball Tournament this weekend. Which translates to my step-mom and I running all the errands, cleaning the most vile, disgusting bathrooms known to man, and then listening to them complain about how tired they are! My dad asked for volunteers to help run the concession stand ( we told him to schedule them in 2hr intervals so people wouldn't have to work so long) I wound up creating the list, getting the volunteers and then when he changed the schedule around he had the nerve to be upset with me because I wouldn't call everyone to let them know. Hey buddy I thought this was your chicken! Oh well, I will be there all day Sat. and Sun. so it won't really matter.
And to be honest the way things are going here at home.....it just as well I am not here. And just so you know, my problem isn't with "she who must not be named" Hubby is in a weird mood and I just don't know what to do about it anymore. He suffers from depression, being the usually happy person I am I just can't relate to it. I feel like when he gets in these moods he just sucks the joy right out of me. Now normally he isn't so bad. His medication helps alot. But sometimes like now, he doesn't talk to anyone, nothing seems to be to his liking, and he's just generally miserable. Which in turn makes me miserable. Maybe I should be a better wife but when it gets like this I just want to be away from him. SIGH, I am doing it again! Using this blog to complain about how terrible my life is, when it really isn't! For the most part I have a great life! I just have to remember that during these not so happy times.
I have also been very busy at work. Why does it take 4 weeks to catch up on being out for 2? My desk is a disaster area. I thought I was actually going to see the cherry finish this week but no such luck *G* This week was newsletter time which means I track down all articles, make corrections/additions, send it for proofreading, make any more changes or corrections and then copy. The copier hates me. I have had this feeling for awhile now. I think that it must run on testosterone. I can try to make it do something and it won't budge....one of the men in the office can just walk in the room and suddenly, miraculously it will be begin to work perfectly. I could have sworn I heard it laugh at me one day! Anyway, yesterday it refused to print right side up. (It's a 4 pages printed both sides) Now I know what you are thinking...."you should move the paper stupid" Well I did that...I moved the paper in the copier and in the tray 4 different ways, EVERY time it copied the EXACT same way! I am telling you it is possessed! Even when the Youth Director came in it wouldn't work...so everyone will be getting mis-copied newsletters because I was so mad I refused to try it one more time!
Another reason for the busy week is that my dad and brother are hosting a Softball Tournament this weekend. Which translates to my step-mom and I running all the errands, cleaning the most vile, disgusting bathrooms known to man, and then listening to them complain about how tired they are! My dad asked for volunteers to help run the concession stand ( we told him to schedule them in 2hr intervals so people wouldn't have to work so long) I wound up creating the list, getting the volunteers and then when he changed the schedule around he had the nerve to be upset with me because I wouldn't call everyone to let them know. Hey buddy I thought this was your chicken! Oh well, I will be there all day Sat. and Sun. so it won't really matter.
And to be honest the way things are going here at home.....it just as well I am not here. And just so you know, my problem isn't with "she who must not be named" Hubby is in a weird mood and I just don't know what to do about it anymore. He suffers from depression, being the usually happy person I am I just can't relate to it. I feel like when he gets in these moods he just sucks the joy right out of me. Now normally he isn't so bad. His medication helps alot. But sometimes like now, he doesn't talk to anyone, nothing seems to be to his liking, and he's just generally miserable. Which in turn makes me miserable. Maybe I should be a better wife but when it gets like this I just want to be away from him. SIGH, I am doing it again! Using this blog to complain about how terrible my life is, when it really isn't! For the most part I have a great life! I just have to remember that during these not so happy times.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Reality TV
Ok I confess, I am a reality TV junky! There I said it! Is there a 12 step program I can join? Hello, my name is scrapper, and I am addicted to almost all reality TV. I watch such shows as: Celebrity Fit Club, So You Think You Can Dance?, Top Chef, Fear Factor, Trading Spaces, While You Were Out and the list goes on.
My all-tme favorites are of course Survivor and The Amzing Race but this summer I have gotten into Treasure Hunters and Life on the D-List w/ Kathy Griffin. And currently my obsession is.............
PROJECT RUNWAY!
Can we talk? Girlfriend! The gays are just delicious this year! Kayne and Robert are both just over the top! I love them! Michael the lone black designer is great, Angela and Vincent are just insane! Laura looks like a walking cadiver and Jeffrey's tatoos scare me! It is just FABULOUS!!!!
Last night they were taken to a recycling center and given 30 mins. to pick up garbage to make an outfit! I knew this was going to be good! Kayne's outfit looked like it was designed for a crack head prom queen! It was delicously tacky! And when Tim Gunn came in to critique it he told him that it was truly awful. A quick tug and the skirt came flying off. He only had about an hour to make a new one and it looked it. But oddly enough, his was not the worst!
Vincent created a piece of "art" that "just gets me off" as he kept saying.....it was....there are no words....the poor model couldn't even walk in it! He just took garbage and hot glued it to a piece of stiff paper and sent it down the runway! Michael was the winner with a nice little dress with plastic wrap. But my favorite I hate to say, was Jeffrey's. He created a great dress from newspaper that he painted yellow and blue. It had flow and was just a great looking dress. They said he came in a very close second. Bummer!
I know I need to get a life....but I think there is hope for me. I mean I haven't succumbed to "The Flavor of Love"...................................yet
My all-tme favorites are of course Survivor and The Amzing Race but this summer I have gotten into Treasure Hunters and Life on the D-List w/ Kathy Griffin. And currently my obsession is.............
PROJECT RUNWAY!
Can we talk? Girlfriend! The gays are just delicious this year! Kayne and Robert are both just over the top! I love them! Michael the lone black designer is great, Angela and Vincent are just insane! Laura looks like a walking cadiver and Jeffrey's tatoos scare me! It is just FABULOUS!!!!
Last night they were taken to a recycling center and given 30 mins. to pick up garbage to make an outfit! I knew this was going to be good! Kayne's outfit looked like it was designed for a crack head prom queen! It was delicously tacky! And when Tim Gunn came in to critique it he told him that it was truly awful. A quick tug and the skirt came flying off. He only had about an hour to make a new one and it looked it. But oddly enough, his was not the worst!
Vincent created a piece of "art" that "just gets me off" as he kept saying.....it was....there are no words....the poor model couldn't even walk in it! He just took garbage and hot glued it to a piece of stiff paper and sent it down the runway! Michael was the winner with a nice little dress with plastic wrap. But my favorite I hate to say, was Jeffrey's. He created a great dress from newspaper that he painted yellow and blue. It had flow and was just a great looking dress. They said he came in a very close second. Bummer!
I know I need to get a life....but I think there is hope for me. I mean I haven't succumbed to "The Flavor of Love"...................................yet
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Convention
Well I made it through the convention! I actually had a great time! Didn't do much damage to the wallet.....which was suprising! There just wasn't any one thing that I just had to have ya know?
It was fun to get out of the house! We left Friday morning at 6:30 and just made our first class! I made several great projects and I hope to be able to teach some of these to the ladies at my scrapbook retreat. Friday evening after all the classes and shopping we could stand, we checked into the hotel and thought about supper. The hotel had a shuttle service so we took advantage of it and had them take us to Longhorn. We got back to the hotel around 8:30 and just crashed! I was so glad I wasn't the only one tired! I had been concerned that I would be holding the others back but I think I did really well!
Saturday was spent shopping and going to our last class. I did get tired after looking around the vendor fair for the 4th time so I sat down and waited while they finished up. We got home around 4:00pm and after unloading all my stuff, picking up dinner at the local Chinese restaurant, I crashed again. By Sunday I was almost back to normal! :-)
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Things have just been weird around the bay. I had decided that I wasn't going to talk until spoken to because I just seem always get in trouble for something I say or ask. I think everyone is PMS-ing around here. Anyway, Sugarbritches took it to mean that I was mad at him so he got all moody and wasn't speaking to me.....he says he is tired of the battle between stepmonster and I. I haven't been battling and I told him so. I haven't asked/told her to do anything around the house, she has not volunteered to do anything so her life should be pretty easy. She comes and goes as she pleases, she doesn't pay for anything, what else could a 21 yr old want out of life? But evidently she is telling her dad stuff or he just I don't know what? Maybe they are all insane! *LOL* At any rate I have decided that life is too short for me to worry about her and I am not going to let her consume any more of my joy!
So that being said, I am giong to do my best not to dedicate any more posts to her! *G* Let's see how long I can hold out!
It was fun to get out of the house! We left Friday morning at 6:30 and just made our first class! I made several great projects and I hope to be able to teach some of these to the ladies at my scrapbook retreat. Friday evening after all the classes and shopping we could stand, we checked into the hotel and thought about supper. The hotel had a shuttle service so we took advantage of it and had them take us to Longhorn. We got back to the hotel around 8:30 and just crashed! I was so glad I wasn't the only one tired! I had been concerned that I would be holding the others back but I think I did really well!
Saturday was spent shopping and going to our last class. I did get tired after looking around the vendor fair for the 4th time so I sat down and waited while they finished up. We got home around 4:00pm and after unloading all my stuff, picking up dinner at the local Chinese restaurant, I crashed again. By Sunday I was almost back to normal! :-)
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Things have just been weird around the bay. I had decided that I wasn't going to talk until spoken to because I just seem always get in trouble for something I say or ask. I think everyone is PMS-ing around here. Anyway, Sugarbritches took it to mean that I was mad at him so he got all moody and wasn't speaking to me.....he says he is tired of the battle between stepmonster and I. I haven't been battling and I told him so. I haven't asked/told her to do anything around the house, she has not volunteered to do anything so her life should be pretty easy. She comes and goes as she pleases, she doesn't pay for anything, what else could a 21 yr old want out of life? But evidently she is telling her dad stuff or he just I don't know what? Maybe they are all insane! *LOL* At any rate I have decided that life is too short for me to worry about her and I am not going to let her consume any more of my joy!
So that being said, I am giong to do my best not to dedicate any more posts to her! *G* Let's see how long I can hold out!
Monday, August 14, 2006
Something to make you smile
I have another post in the draft section but I heard this today and had to pass it along. I had heard it a few months back but didn't have a link to share. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did!
Click on this link with your speakers on:
http://www.chumfm.com/MorningShow/bits/march24.swf
Click on this link with your speakers on:
http://www.chumfm.com/MorningShow/bits/march24.swf
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Too tired for a title.....
I was doing so well......
Really I was..... I was feeling great! Went to the Dr. on Tues. afternoon. He said I was doing great, could go back to work whenever I felt like it, could go to the convention if I promised to rest as much as possible, and most importantly said I could drive! WOOHOO!! I was so excited! Too excited evidently! I went to the grocery store Tues. afternoon. I was a little tired that night but nothing major.
Weds. I went shopping for school supplies that I will be donating to some children at an area school. Came home, got a small meal ready for a lady from our church who had just came home from the hospital. ( I know how much it meant to me knowing that supper was taken care of that first night home!) Dropped that off and went to church, still doing good. Sat down and I was hit smack in the face with a wave of exhaustion like I have NEVER felt! It must have been powerful because suddenly people were asking if I was OK. "Sure, just a little tired" I say. I make it through the service (and meeting afterwards) and then I drag myself home. I couldn't believe how tired I was! But, the bad thing... I couldn't get comfortable enough to go to sleep. I had to wind up taking a pain pill and crashing on the couch. Today I feel like I have been hit by a Mack Truck!
I have to get over this! The convention starts tomorrow and no way am I missing that! I will not disappoint stepmom and SIL! Going to take ANOTHER nap and try to get my energy up!
Wish me luck!
Really I was..... I was feeling great! Went to the Dr. on Tues. afternoon. He said I was doing great, could go back to work whenever I felt like it, could go to the convention if I promised to rest as much as possible, and most importantly said I could drive! WOOHOO!! I was so excited! Too excited evidently! I went to the grocery store Tues. afternoon. I was a little tired that night but nothing major.
Weds. I went shopping for school supplies that I will be donating to some children at an area school. Came home, got a small meal ready for a lady from our church who had just came home from the hospital. ( I know how much it meant to me knowing that supper was taken care of that first night home!) Dropped that off and went to church, still doing good. Sat down and I was hit smack in the face with a wave of exhaustion like I have NEVER felt! It must have been powerful because suddenly people were asking if I was OK. "Sure, just a little tired" I say. I make it through the service (and meeting afterwards) and then I drag myself home. I couldn't believe how tired I was! But, the bad thing... I couldn't get comfortable enough to go to sleep. I had to wind up taking a pain pill and crashing on the couch. Today I feel like I have been hit by a Mack Truck!
I have to get over this! The convention starts tomorrow and no way am I missing that! I will not disappoint stepmom and SIL! Going to take ANOTHER nap and try to get my energy up!
Wish me luck!
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