Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Happy Anniversary

To ME AND THE HUBSTER! We made it three whole years, and we are completely happy and in love. We laugh together and talk together and it truly is a PARTNERSHIP. He's my best friend in the whole world and I'm so glad he married me :)

Now that I've gotten all the mushy stuff out...I just have to say that so far...this day has SUCKED! And it's only 10:30am...

I have to start by explaining that last night, I was getting Isabele's bath water ready...and noticed that it wasn't getting hot. I ran it for like 10 minutes, and it just wasn't getting hot. CRAP! So hubster and I went to the hot water heater which is in the laundry room, and discovered that the pilot lite was blown out. So we moved a bunch of stuff out of the way, grabbed a match, and mark layed down on his belly so he could light the pilot. We followed all the instructions...holding down the little button and everything....and then, it wouldn't stay lit. We did this several times, and I finally called our landlords. Landlady answered the phone, and hen I told her what was going on, she said "well CRAP! LandLORD (meaning her hubby and fixer of all things rental) is out of town!"
So she gives me his cell phone # and tells me to call him up and tell him what's going on and hopefully he can fix it over the phone.
So, I hopped on the phone and Landlord answered with a mouth full of food, so I feel like a schmoe because I interrupted his meal. I explained what was going on...and he gave me some tips on what to do.
About an hour later, I've talked to him 3 seperate times, and still no luck. Now remember, we have a two year old over who is walking around the house going "I wanna take a bubble bath!"over and over again, 50 million times...Also, when I finally gave up - I put the bbq lighter thingy on the floor and when I put my hand down to push myself up (remember, we had to lie flat on the laundry room floor to see what we were doing) my wrist accidentely touched the metal end of the lighter thing which was friggin HOT, and I burned the heck out of my wrist. It immediately bubbled up and skin peeled off.....I'm on the phone with my landlord, holding my burning and peeling wrist under water, while trying to keep a 2 year old occupied...things were a bit hectic.
So finally, Landlord says he'll have to call someone in the morning...but he needs to make sure that I can be there whenever his fixer guy can show up. So I say I'll figure something out and hope that I can leave the following day when I need to.
My friend came to collect her youngun, and I had to explain that she didn't get a bath because of the hot water situation, which reminds me that there will be NO shower for hubster or I until it's fixed...which sucks. On the other hand, I can't do dishes or laundry either...and that's just a damn shame isn't it?

So finally, friend and child leave...her screaming the entire time because she didn't want to leave. Yeah, because we are so fun and engaging that we spent most of the time we had her trying to fix that darn water heater. Kids crack me up sometimes.
After moving the car seat and loading up all their stuff...they leave...hubster and I watch TV for a while and then settle in for the night.

Flash forward to this morning. I MEANT to get up early and sneak an anniversary card into hubster's car...but nooooooo, my lazy butt didn't get out of bed until 7:45. I think my brain KNEW that I wouldn't be able to take a shower this morning, so it figured "what the heck" and decided to sleep in. It's raining like crazy, and of course it's a hot shower would be nice. Isn't it funny how when you CAN'T do something, that's when you want to do it the most?
So, I throw on some warm clothes, wash my face, brush my teeth, throw hair up into a ponytail...figuring I'd fix the hair and put on makeup when I get to work. Hubster leaves for work...and I start to leave for work...only...hmmmm....where are my keys?
I search, and search, and's now 8:15...and I'm calling my boss to say "hey, I'm not at work because I can't find my keys". He says "I'm not at work either, so we're CLOSED!"
so I go back and look EVERYWHERE. I call my friend and ask her to search her car...I call hubster and ask him if he remembers seeing them.
No luck...
I move all the furniture in the living room...I even move the fish tank...I search all the trash cans...the spare room, the bathroom, the kitchen, the den...the laundry room....the car (which I left unlocked)....NOTHING.
It's now keys.
My friend calls and says she remembers I had them in my hand when I was helping get her kid into the car. She also remembers that while she was putting the car seat in, I was holding a two year old, a diaper bag, a box of wipes, as well as my keys. She suggests that maybe I put them on the back of her car so I could get a better grip on the kid.... I go outside and walk up and down the luck. Now I really start to freak out because what if I DID do that? and what if someone grabbed them? and what if they look at the car key and realize that it says ISUZU on it, and what if they know where I live? and what if they're just waiting for me to leave so they can rob me blind????
Panic sets older neighbors on one side poke their head out their front door and ask why I'm pacing in the middle of the street in the rain...
I tell them what happened and ask them to keep an eye on the place and let me know if any strange people start to cart stuff out of my house...or steal my cats...
Neurotic much? me? Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
So Hubster calls back to see if I found them...he says he'll ask his boss if he can run home to give me the spare car key from his key ring. LUCKILY, his boss is merciful, and hubster heads home. Meanwhile, I'm still searching every nook and cranny with a flashlight...on my hands and knees searching under the bed...moving furniture still.
NO luck. Hubster shows up, and I kiss him gratefully...grab a spare house key...tell him "I'm sorry I'm such a blonde...tell your boss I'm sorry I'm such a blonde"
and finally head off to work...driving super slow down the street so I can still search for my keys, just in case. No keys...

My wrist hurts like hell...I'm all bandaged up like I slit my wrists or something, I've had NO I feel all stinky and nas-tay...not to mention walking out in the rain this morning...I was over an hour late to work this morning...and now have NO work keys which means my boss (who has to have his poor horse put to sleep, so he's not in the best of moods today) has to make me copies. My landlord called and said he's trying to get his fixer guy out this afternoon, and he's supposed to call me - but he's REALLY busy, and he's not sure if he'll make it today.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

The Sweetest Thang

Last night, the hubster and I were supposed to babysit for a friend of ours who has a two year old little girl. She LOVES coming to our house for some reason...she calls us auntie and uncle...and always wants to ride in our car and take a bubble bath. Anyway, my friend called and asked us to babysit tonight instead, so I went home and was sitting on the couch reading when I heard mark pull up. He poked his head in the front door and said "where's Bella?" and I told him we weren't babysitting after all...he walked in the door and started pouting. I said "what's wrong?" and he said "I got her some toys!" and he pulls out a big box of giant lego's in their own carrying case. He said he figured she'd be bored with the same ole toys that we always have.
I JUST MELTED - I thought that was the sweetest thing ever...and she's not even our kid! What a great man I married...
I told my mom about it later that night and she said "Awwwwwww, well...that proves two things. He's gonna be a great daddy...and you're gonna be broke because neither one of you will stop buying toys!"

I made a great discovery last night too. I can make my OWN honey bbq KFC - style..yeah, baby. I like the honey bbq wings at KFC, but I don't like the fact that they are WINGS...I don't like the veins or bones...I'm purely a boneless/skinless kinda girl...hee!
So I bought some frozen tyson chicken crispy strips...dunked them in a mixture of bbq sauce and honey...and cooked em. Halfway through, I took them out and dunked them again....and DAYUM were they good. Hubster was haaaaaaaaaaaaaapy. I also made coleslaw and cheese bread, so I scored some serious points in the dinner department. And now, I can have honey bbq chicken MY way, RIGHT AWAY....WOOHOOOO!

Today is kind of stressful here at work, and I have to babysit tonight - so I'm outta here

Thursday, January 20, 2005

Love and Hate..

I have such an odd relationship with my TV. Sometimes when it's on, I just can't stand it anymore and I have to turn it off and sit down with a book for some peace and quiet...and other times, I can't tear myself away from the trash TV. My hubster always laughs at me because I'm the reality trash tv QUEEN. You name it, I probably watch it. I even lowered myself to recording the Super Sweet 16 show on MTV, and I watched it last night...what a trainwreck that show is. Take some snobby stereotype rich girls and throw a big red-carpet like event for their sweet 16. The amount of money they spend just for one birthday party appalls me. What the hell are these parents thinking? How could their kids possibly turn out humble with that kind of upbringing? I know I'll be watching next weeks show though since it IS trash TV after all..heh
I also watched American Idol last night and I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the audition process - the rest of the show is pretty boring to me - but to hear all those people who think they can sing is absolutely hilarious. I do feel bad for some of them, but at the same time...don't they have people around them who can tell them how badly they suck? I don't know if I could let a friend who sings badly humiliate themselves on national TV like that...of course alot of them seem pretty stubborn, so that might have something to do with it.
Okay, enough - I've yammered on enough...I'm stealing a MEME from Robyn - here we go:

What color is most reflective of you? Probably's very versatile when it comes to moods
How did you get the idea for your journal name? Seinfeld of course, everytime I get stressed I hear Mr. Costanza screaming "Serenity NOW!" and it's always followed by Kramer shouting "Hoochiemama!" at the end of the show. It's a good way to describe how I feel when my brain is overflowing with things to write about.
What time were you born? 3:37 am...what's wierd is, the hubster was born at 10:37am - same minute!
What song are you playing now, or wish you were playing? The radio is set to a country station and it's playing Mud On Your Tires by Brad Paisley (does that make me sound redneck or what?)
Has the death of a celebrity ever made you cry? I cried during Princess Di's funeral...and I cried when John Ritter died...I cried when they showed Nancy Regan on TV during his services...and I cried when Christopher Reeves died.... - I'm sure there's more, but I can't think of any right now - damn, I'm a big crybaby...
What color underwear are you wearing? This Color Blue
Do you want a baby? Someday, but not quite yet
What does your dad do for a living? He runs a CNC Milling machine that makes racing horseshoes
What does your mom do for a living? She's a signpainter...windowpainter, etc...very artistic!
What is your pet's name? hmmm, well - we've got Tweak - aka. Bubba / Jackson - aka. Lazybutt or Whiner / and Moe - aka. Tiny - and numerous fish with different names
What color are your bedsheets? White with black stripes
Last four digits of your phone number? 4702
What was the last concert you attended? ummm, gotta be the Joan Jett Concert that we stumbled into at the Mid State Fair
Who was with you? Hubster
What was the last movie you saw? the drive in with friends...not my kind of movie...but I DID discover that every woman can fight better while wearing a red corset top!
Who do you dislike most at this moment? That bastard Jonathan from the Amazing Race - and the Mia woman on Trading Spouses....damn how the reality show people can get to me! People can be such jerks!
What food are you craving right now? frozen waffles with butter and syrup
Did you dream last night? I don't remember, I slept like a baby - so I probably didn't
What was the last tv show you watched? Wife Swap
What is your fave piece of jewelry? My wedding ring of course!
What is to the left of you? A crapload of paperwork that I should be working on instead of answering these questions
What was the last thing you ate? Nothing yet, but I'm about to eat a yoplait strawberry yogurt, and a hardboiled egg with salt on it and water...trying to be good!
Who is your best friend of the opposite sex? Hubster :)
Write a song lyric that's in your head?

I have a dream, my's mine and mine alone
It's been my friend since I was just a girl
It has a life, it has a heart, has a soul and it's a part
of everything this woman gives the world

And it's a big dream, big enough to share
like a rainbow, hanging in the air
nothing dark, making it come true

Makes me think maybe, God's a woman too
Makes me think maybe God's a woman too...

Who last imed you? Uhhh, it's been a while, but I'd have to say either Amanda or Homey - I can't remember who was most recent...
Where is your signifigant other right now? At home, in bed - sick with a nasty cold
Do you have a crush? Nope - I have some celebrity crushes, but that's normal...right?
What is his name? n/a
What shampoo do you use? Flex extra body - I've always loved the way Flex smells
When was the last time you cut your hair? Oh wow, a LONG time ago...probably around may of 2004
Are you on any meds? Other than my Afrin addiction, no...oh wait...the birth control pill?
Do you have a mental disease? Not that I know of - but something could show up later - hee!
What shirt are you wearing? A long sleeved green shirt that Amanda gave me at Christmas - thanks girl!
What time is it? 10:54am.
What color is your razor? Black I think?
What is your fave frozen treat? umm, ice cream sandwich? klondike bar? Oh no...I just remembered - by far, my favorite treat is the Ice Cream Snickers Bars...YUM - dang, now I'm hungry for chocolate...
Are you sexy? ummm...yeah, at least Hubster says I am :)
Whats your favorite shopping store? Probably Target, Marshalls, or Ross
Are you thirsty? Yes, for a big giant Dr. Pepper - but NOOOO, I'm stuck here with just water...suck
Can you imagine yourself ever getting married? Yeah, because I am..and it's BETTER than I ever imagined

Okay, time to go get some actual work done and bust out this paper work...

Friday, January 14, 2005

A soothing, yet sad, yet coincidental summary...

This is just so odd...
I have to talk about my lunch hour because it relates to the no-good evening from last night.
I stopped by the store to get a card (I actually found a "sorry for the loss of your cat" condolence cool is that??) and some flowers for my poor neighbor lady - and I drove home on my lunch hour to put them in a vase and leave everything on her doorstep.
I had the flowers all ready, and I was writing in the card - when I heard my landlord's truck pull up. I knew that he was going to stop by to check on our heating unit, I was just surprised that he came at the exact hour that I was there. I look out the door and notice THE MISSING DOG in the back of his truck! I run out the door shouting "You found him!" and begin to scratch the dog on the head and tell him that he's naughty...and my landlord tells me that he just wandered back home last night. Right about the time that I realize that the dog is ALONE in the back of the truck - and the other dog (they are always together) is not landlord tells me that the reason he was so upset last night is because they had to put the other dog to sleep on Tuesday..and they're still having a hard time with that - and then one goes missing and they just lost their heads. The other dog was old (although you'd never know it, he had so much energy) and I guess developed some breathing problems and they had to make that horrible decision to put him down.
So anyway, he goes "you come home for lunch? Isn't that kind of far?" and I proceeded to explain to him what happened with the neighbor lady and the cat - and I pointed to her house, since I didn't know her name. He goes "oh, the preacher??" and I said "huh?" and he tells me preacher lady's name and all of a sudden a big lightbulb goes off in my head. I KNEW she looked familiar yesterday, but I thought it was just because we're neighbors. Turns out, she was the associate pastor at a church where I used to babysit in the nursery. It was about 12-13 years ago, so I'm sure she has no idea who I am...and now I know why she looked vaguely familiar. SO WEIRD
So I got good news with the dog being found...
bad news with the other dog being put to sleep...
and weird news, that I actually KNEW the neighbor lady from yesterday without even realizing it...

dang, talk about an emotional rollercoaster...

Horrible, Terrible, No-Good, Very Bad Evening...

Yeah...yesterday after 5pm really sucked...
First of all, let me just say that I'm an OVERLY sensitive person when it comes to animals. I remember once in high school, I was on my way to school..and the girl in front of me ran over a cat - and didn't stop...I screamed...and went back to find it, but didn't have any luck. I then cried through my entire first period class and got sent to the counselor. I sometimes freak out and get all emotional whenever I see a stray dog or cat....I truly have to talk myself out of being so neurotic (it doesn't always work) and I NEVER EVER EVER EVER watch Animal Planet. Nope.
So anyway, the day went fine - I was driving home, traffic was light, I was in a good mood. Then I'm driving down my street and notice a person in standing in the road...I park in front of my house and get out of my car, only to realize that the person in the road is a woman crying hysterically and wringing her hands...over what looks like a dead cat in the middle of the street. It was my neighbor a couple of houses down, and the cat was a fat sassy orange kitty that I liked to pet whenever I take walks because he always flopped over and was so lovable.
I rushed over to her and asked what happened and through her sobbing, she tells me that she had just come home and found him like that...
I bit back my tears and reached down and felt him, he was still warm - and not breathing...but he also didn't look like he'd been hit by a car...he looked like he'd just laid down in the street and gone to sleep.
The poor woman was a WRECK, and I felt him all over and showed her that he hadn't been damaged in any way. She explained that he's diabetic and could have had a seizure...
Another neighbor brought a towel and a cardboard box, I carefully wrapped up the sweet orange kitty, and laid him gently in the box. She was so distraught, I know she couldn't have done it herself. We carried the box over to her garage. She kept asking if he was breathing and thinking maybe he was just in a coma....I kept feeling for a heartbeat, but I had to explain to her that I was positive he was gone.
For some ODD reason, I was able to keep myself very calm, other than being a bit teary-eyed.
She called her husband and told him he needed to come home. While me and another neighbor closed up the box and waited there with her until her husband showed up.
I've never actually met this woman, but it didn't seem like a good time for introductions, ya know?
I headed home - opened the door, saw all my kitties greeting me at the door - and completely FELL APART. I was sobbing on the couch, completely overwhelmed with emotion. I think it was just seeing her reaction and how heartbroken she was, and feeling so helpless and not being able to help really...oh it was just awful.
Poor hubster got a bit freaked out when I called him to tell him what happened and I started bawling all over again...I think I scared him.
I finally calmed down and resolved to get her a card and some flowers the next day...hubster came home with dinner...and I was in the bedroom talking with him about it all..when we heard a loud knock on our front door.
I get up and answer it, and my landlord (male) is standing on my doorstep with tears streaming down his face. shocked, I ask him what's wrong...and he says that one of his dogs is missing.
*Hey God, do you think you could refrain from slamming me with TWO animal tragedy's in a matter of hours? I don't think my fragile animal loving side can handle it..mmmmkay?
So he goes on to tell me that it's the big fluffy white husky dog that I love SO MUCH - and says that one of his employees accidentally let him loose, and he'd been missing for hours. He'd driven everywhere and had no luck finding him. He thought perhaps he might try to come back to his old home, so he asked if we could leave our gate open for him, just in case. Of course, I said yes - and I was just so sad because that is the coolest dog, and I could see how upset my landlord was...poor, poor man - he took those dogs EVERYWHERE with him, loved those dogs to peices.

SO - I didn't get much sleep because I kept thinking about the poor woman and the cat, and then every little noise I heard, I'd get up to check the backyard for the dog....

I got some major eye circles going on today...all I can say is that last night sucked - nothing even happened to ME really, but I'm still emotional about it all.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005


I started off so well with this journal - and now, I'm just slacking wonder my mind feels so jumbled with things.
It's still raining here - and I've had my ears constantly listening to the news regarding road closures and the mudslides that happened south of us. Scary stuff, alot of people missing - things like that make me worry.
Yesterday, when I got home...the hubster had the day off, and was reading a book. Sounded like a good idea to me, so after dinner at about 6pm, I grabbed a book myself and sat down on the couch with him and we read and read and read. It was so very cozy sitting in our living room, bundled up with blankets on the couch, and listening to the rain beat down outside while we relaxed with our books. We read until 8pm...when Extreme Home makeover came on...and then we would read during commercials. He finished his book, and I finished mine about 10 minutes later. We've never done that before, and we vowed we'll have to do that more was so relaxing!

Hubster is trying to get me to join a local all women tackle football league. There is a woman he works with who is on the team and said I should join and he could be an asst. coach. - I'm considering it, but I definately need to be in better shape for that. I wouldn't make it through a practice at the point I'm at now. I think it starts in March...time to get my butt in gear! I'm not sure if I want to do it yet, but it sounds kind of like fun :) that's all for now..

Thursday, January 06, 2005

Yada, Yada, Yada

Yeah, I've been slacking off in the journaling department...I usually only post when I'm at work and things have been pretty darn busy here these days. The new year started off with me waking up saying "Nooooooooooooo" because we had to drive up to San Francisco for a wedding on New Years Day. It was a nice wedding and fun to see a bunch of people that we only see AT weddings and showers and such.
After having a mini-birthday for hubster's youngest neice, we finally headed home in the POURING rain, which sucked by the way. It needs to at least stop raining long enough for us to get home :)
This week has flown by, and I'm actually looking forward to having this weekend to get myself in order. I want to get our Christmas Tree down and all my "decor" (shyeah right) put away. I also want to reorganize our dresser drawers - finish all our laundry and clean out from under our bed. I'm tired of living in a messy house - but after working, I rarely feel like tackling anything because it's all such a major undertaking. If I can get the major stuff out of the way, I'll feel so much better.

It's supposed to be really STORMING here today - and yet, we've got blue skies...wrong again weather people!