Thurs. 4 AM - Grandmonster dies.
Friday 3 AM - Wendy and Ben start getting sick from food poisoning.
Sat. night - Wendy and Ben still sick from food poisoning.Sunday - Funeral.
Monday 1:45 PM - We leave to go to my parents. Should take
1.5 hours. We arrive there 4.5 hours later.Tues. 3 AM Wendy starts getting sick from stomack flu.Tues. 8 AM - Wendy going to try to eat some toast.
I am done!
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Tuesday, November 22
Sunday, November 20
The one about the funeral...
by
welee
on Sun 20 Nov 2005 07:20 AM PST
Well today was the funeral.. Just got back and I am exhausted. It was a long day - the kids held up well and were very good. It was a lot on them being that they are little. Thank God for Ben who took on a lot of the talkign care of them. It was hard to get very upset because they kept me so busy. Also, I do not cry well infront of other people. I never have. I finally had a good cry on the way home when the radio was blasting and no one in the car could hear me. Privacy among the family. It is still very stange.
My mom is holding up better than I thought, but I think it is because she knew it was coming. WE all did. Tomorrow we will sit shiva and then she can start healing with some closure. Lot of people came out both friends and family. Most of which were very kind and supportive, I do have one cousin tho that is an absolute dick and today just reconfirmed it. When Sam was hurt and all that, there was one asshole relation that never even acknowledged what happen let alone offer a prayer or send a card or anything. This person and his troll wife are supposedly religious as well. I never said anything cause why bother? Well today when we were walking to the grave site, he was like "Oh Sam looks goos considering her little thing and all that." I was like what? He then said again, "You know her little accident thing." Now understand he is a U of Penn graduate, he is no idiot. I just replied, "Um, it was more like a big thing and yes she does look good. We are lucky." And I walked away. Not the time or place - but what an asshole. Then later that day I got to hear about how his son takes the subway to Manahattan to his prvate school on the uipper west side, right off cetral park.... blah, blah, blah... Could I care ANY less? Bite me dick wod. (Yes, I am too tired and too drained to be diplomatic about this.) His wife is even worse - know-it-all, but-in-a-oonveration, holier-than-tho bitch, Luckily I should never have to see them again - WOO HOO!!!!!! Hello everyone. If you expecting to hear about the genteel, quiet, soft spoken woman who passes away, um… you are in the wrong place. I am going to talk about my grandmother today, Eleanore. She was NOT a soft spoken, delicate thing. She was rather a force of nature. She may have only been 5 feet tall and 120 lbs soaking wet, but trust me, that didn't stop the force of her, ever. From stories that were told to me as a child, Eleanore was a hand full from the time she was a child. She was the adored, only sister of 4 brothers. She loved to be spoiled and attended to. She was very beautiful and would have been the first person to tell you that! I remember her telling me many times how right before she got married, that she had 4 "gentleman callers" who wanted to marry her at the same time, but she chose my grandfather – whew, good thing for me or I'd be the one in the wrong place today. Now, if you told her she was vain, she'd laugh and take that as a compliment. She would have been the first person to tell you that. But then on the other hand, there were so many times when I was growing up, that she'd be tucking me in bed and sitting with me chatting and she would tell me how beauty is on the inside. It didn't matter what anyone looked like on the outside – it mattered what they were on the inside. She was an enigma. She was vibrant, full of life and full of opinions. When you were a loves one, she never held back on sharing those opinions either – whether you asked or not. One of my favorite stories was about one night when I was little she came over to baby sit. While my parents were out, she decided to re arrange all the furniture once I was asleep. When my parents asked her why she did that, she replied "because it looked better that way." In her heart, she always knew what was best for us and even when she drove us a little crazy, it was always meant with love. She did love her family fiercely. Heaven help the person who wronged any of us, she would go after them like a lioness protecting her cubs. And when it came to grandchildren, Eleanore was like a Jewish, female version of Santa Claus – with out the red suit that is…. I remember growing up, she lived around the corner from us and she came over every day. And every day she had something for me. She was a fun grandmother when I was little. She always had the time to play a game, watch the crazy dance shows that Robyn and I made, listen to us "play" – if you can call it that – our musical instruments, read a story and my personal favorite, sitting with me and talking when I was tucked up in bed before going to sleep. She had a way of making you feel like the most special child in the world. For a tiny woman, she had a loud voice and was very vocal. She could be very argumentative. On more than one occasion she said, "You only fight with the ones that you love…" Well people, she loved ALL of us a lot, huh? Seriously tho, I think that was just a part of our family. I remember when Grandmom Beizer was still alive and would have the holiday dinners at their apartment on Front and I take comfort that this past Yom Kippur we were able to be together and she was able to spend time with loved ones that she hadn't seen for awhile. I know it meant the world to her. I am glad that she got to meet and know two of my kids. Eleanore would have loved having everyone here today and she would have really loved that they day was about her, well maybe not the being dead part. If she was here, I believe she'd want us to celebrate her life. For ninety five years, she was a force of nature leaving her mark on the world. I will miss her, but she will continue to live thru our stories and memories. And on that note, my house is quiet, I can cry and grieve before tomorrow comes, I am around people and shut down again. I smile, I talk, I joke, I attend to,but I do not regiter any pain until I am alone. Being outgoing and private at the same time is very deceptive. Shhhhh... don't tell my secrets... Thursday, November 17
Rest in Peace...
by
welee
on Thu 17 Nov 2005 07:19 AM PST
My Grandmother passed this morning at 4:00 AM. Being that she was on double dose of Morphine is her drip, she was pretty much comatose. So it was a blessing for her. It is just oddly strange for the rest of us. Ninety five years is a long time. It seems unatural that she is not going to be here to torture the rest of us on a regular basis. That sounds mean, but she would have been the first one to say that you only fight with the ones you love. She lived by that and I swear she enjoyed arguing with her loved ones. Odd, but true. She was a true force of nature.
Friday, November 11
I don't want to be one of "those" moms....
by
welee
on Fri 11 Nov 2005 07:16 AM PST
For awhile Sam has been complaining about a boy in school named Mathew, who she calls "Stingy". Bascially he grabs toys and is stingy with sharing. The details of the stories do not change, but they are pretty minor, so I have not said anything.
Today the teacher pulled me aside when I went to pick up Sam. Sam was bossy while playing in the kitchen and pushed someone in line today when they were coming in. The teacher said that they talked with her and told her if she did it again that she'd be in time out. So when Sam and I got to the car, I asked her about school. She said that when she was in line, Mathew kept touching her hair. I asked her what she did then. She said she told him to stop but he didn't. I asked then what happened. She said she pushed him. So of course we had the talk about when she gets frustrated when someone does not listen, she should tell Mama, but if she is in school then she should tell the teachers. She seemed to get it. Sam will push Kit when he gets on her nerves, but he usually has to really pester her. That said, Sam is not one who pushes her friends when on playdates. I debated whether I should call the school. After reading Linda's blog, I did not want to be one of "those" mothers that she heard talking with the teacher. That said, I did not want my kid to be pushed around and then the one to get in trouble when she pushed back. So, I called. I first asked if there was a boy named Mathew in the class. There was. I explained what Sam told me and went on to say that if his name had been a one off, I wouldn't be calling. Sam has complained about him repeatedly for several weeks now. The teacher said she would keep a closer eye on Mathew and Samantha. I thanked her and told her I appreciated the feedback on Sam's behavior. Pushing is not allowed in her home, so I do not want her acting out in school either - but again, if there is a problem with the other child and her, I wanted them to be aware of that. So am I one of "those" mothers? Being that Sam is my first, I just have no frame of reference. But I am thinking, it may always be hard when it is our kids involved. I know Sam. She will test me til the end of time. She is smart, she is articulate, she pushes the boundries... but she is not a physical kid like that. Other news.... poor little Kit has a sinus infection. I had to take him to the doc today with a 101.4 fever. Luckily he is now on antiboitics, so he should start feelijg better. Now onto the one about the worst OB appt ever...
So I go to my OB appt on Tues. Bust my ass to get there by 11:15 because God knows if you are let, they have a fit. Of course they are backed up. I had to wait for all 4 ladies in the waiting room with me to go first and then people started coming in after me and were being called. After the 2nd one, I looked at the nurse when she called the other lady, who by the way had been there a whole 5 mins and I had been there over and hour... The nurse scowles at me and said I'd be next. Well no dug, no one else was left. Have I mentioned that I had both kids with me and Ben. I finally got called back and waited another 20 mins. The doc breezed in, listened to the hb, asked if I had any questioned, said not to worry about the 10 lbs I gained and left. Not one mention of GD (the weight gain a real clue it may be back...), no mention of my level II u/s last week, nothing! I actually had questions, but was so flabbergasted by the whole thing, my mind went blank. Then when making the next appt, I told them anytime on Mon and Tues was fine becuase my husband is off. Well the girl up front got snippy and wanted to know if I could drive to their other office 45 mins away. I responded no, I wanted to go to this office which is 5 mins from my house. She then went on to say that I needed to meet all the doctors. At this point I got curt, "I am going to have a scheduled c-section which Dr. SXXXXXXX has already agreed to do. This is my 3rd child, I really do not care if I ever meet any of the other doctors." She looked at her computer and found me an appt on a Tues but in 5 weeks instead of 4. I told her that was fine and I'd call if I had any problems. WTF? I mean the office was empty when I got done, so I am sure that they were in a hurry for lunch, but that was not my problem. It still pisses me off thinking about it. But overall, I do like my doc, so I am hesitant to call and complain. Onto serious things.... Many thoughts and prayers to Wendi and her family. And many thoughts and prayers to Laura and her family. I hate when bad things happen to good people. Sunday, November 6
Multi-tasking...
by
welee
on Sun 06 Nov 2005 07:18 AM PST
My kids are pretty good eaters. They like real food more than they like junk. A favorite of theirs is some crunchy peanut butter on a spoon. This morning they asked for peanut butter on a spoon, so I got it for them. I also needed the toliet, so I put LOTS of peanut butter on the spoons and sat them down in front of one of their favorite shows (God bless TIVO). I then went to where I needed to go.
Long ago, I gave up on shutting the door and luckily I am not a shy person. Well, after a few minutes, they came trotting into the bathroom. "Momma, I want more peanut butter and so does Kit,"Sam announced, with her brother nodding in agreement. "Well Momma needs to finish what she is doing and then I will get you more," I replied, thinking this satisfied them because they left. I heard rustling in the kitchen and very shortly after, Sam and Kit returned to the bathroom with the peanut butter jar and their spoons in hand.
"Look Momma," Sam smiled. "I brought the peanut butter to you! Now can you can potty and make us a snack at the same time!" She beamed from ear to ear, so proud of her problem solving. I laughed and I put more peanut butter on their spoons. She was right, I can take care of nature calling and make a snack all at the same time. Talk about multi-tasking. I wonder if I should use that as an example on the resume? LOL. Saturday, November 5
WOO HOO!
by
welee
on Sat 05 Nov 2005 07:17 AM PST
(email sent to all stores...)
Good afternoon all..Please share with your teams. Today I'd like to announce the newest members of our store sales management team. Before I do, I want to thank all the applicants. This process reminded me of the quality of people we have in our district. We had a great pool of people to choose form.
~ Tom XXXXXXXX will be our new Assistant Store Manager for the Palmer "Blue" store. Tom has been in sales with our company for 2 years, and prior to that managed the "Play It Again Sports" store with full P&L responsibilities. Tom has built a very loyal customer base over the last two years and understands the importance of a quality customer experience. Tom has been known to dress up as Mr. Rogers for Halloween..so if you see Mr. Rogers around..please join me in congratulating him on his new roll.
~ Benjamin LXX will be joining the Wind Gap team as our Assistant Store Manager and will bring 4 years of sales experience to the team. Ben has been a past member of our "VP Club" and "Elite Eight" on a number of occasions and prior to his wireless experience spent 6 years managing restaurants. Ben will tell you that his restaurant days molded his work ethic. Ben is from "Across the Pond" so if you run into a guy with a funny accent..tell him congratulations on his new position!!
~ Tiffany XXXXX comes to her new Assistant Store Managers position with a strong and diverse background. Tiffany started as a receptionist "back in the day" and quickly was promoted to one of our first store sales associates in Phillipsburg, NJ. Tiffany then spent the next 8 years in the B2B world where she developed, implemented, and drove the CDA / IRU business. Her ability to network with the local stores enabled her to grow her business and prove to be one of the more successful Corporate Account Managers in PA. Tiffany then decided to make retail her home once again, and has been in our Lehigh Street store for the last 2 years. Please join me in welcoming Tiffany to her new position!!
These positions will go into effect December 1st. Again, thanks to everyone for there help and assistance during this process. Look forward to seeing everyone soon.
YEAY BEN!!!!! I am so proud of him!!!!! Yes, once again, I am shamelessly bragging! Thursday, October 27
Inspired by Jen....
by
welee
on Thu 27 Oct 2005 07:15 AM PDT
"Is there a song, or maybe a poem or even a photo that is so intense you can barely stand to be near it, yet you love it so much you can listen/read/look at it for hours on end, over and over?"
OMG yes. There is a book called Remembrance by Jude Deveraux that I read when Ben and I first got together. Remembrance by Jude Deveraux is the story of a woman who is determined to improve her life in the present by altering her past lives.
Hayden Lane is a romance writer obsessed with James Tavistock, the hero of her latest novel. Her fascination with the character and his life drives away her fiancé and slowly she becomes immersed in her unfinished novel to the extent that she believes that Jamie is the only man for her. On an impulse she visits a mind reading psychic named Nora who unknowingly convinces Hayden that Jamie is not only real, he is her soul mate, and destined to be with her three lives from the present one. Faced with this dilemma Hayden does what any modern woman, used to getting her own way, would do. She decides that she is not going to wait three life times, she is going to find him in this one! But this task is not as easy as it seems. Hayden does not know what form he has taken, nor does she know where in the world he is. And most distressing of all they are both cursed to remain apart in this lifetime. Using the curse as a starting point Hayden decides that she will find a way to break this curse and under regression hypnosis (against the advice of Nora) she travels into the past, and the body of Lady de Grey. In the body of Catherine she finds herself married to her soul mate, Lord Tavistock, who is about to divorce Catherine in favour of another woman. During this part of the novel both Catherine and Hayden occupy the same body and Hayden soon realises that Catherine is as much a victim of the curse as she herself is. Neither of them seem destined to have their soul mate. Deciding that the only way to get back to the 20th century is to be hypnotised again she goes to an Edwardian mesmerist who sends her back. Only not to the 20th century, back to the beginning of her lives. The story of their lives is relayed in Part 2. A pure love story of two souls who are manipulated by those around them as they struggle to remain together. Neither can live without the other and their story is as romantic as it is tragic as we discover the curses of both Callie and Talis that have lasted through time to the present day. I used to write and draw about a person, very much like Ben, when I was a kid. I had just met him while reading this book. This story hit very close to home with me. I can still read it over and over and over.
GREAT NEWS...
by
welee
on Thu 27 Oct 2005 07:15 AM PDT
BEN GOT THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He starts his new postition on Dec 1st. He is going to my old store, LOL. Talk about full circle. The pay isn't that much more, but it still is more AND he has the title now to move to the next level. The next level is where we'd start seeing more dollars. YEAY BEN!!!! I am so proud of him and am so glad that his hard work is paying off. He really deserves it. Oh, it is hush, hush for another week. So no blabbing to anyone ladies and gents. ;) AND.... Kit did a potty repeat of yesteday, only today it was with a poop. My boys *sigh* I am so proud. Wednesday, October 26
Well it a'int over....
by
welee
on Wed 26 Oct 2005 07:22 AM PDT
Thurs. 10:00 PM - Kit starts barfing. Stomach flu.
Friday 2:00 PM - Sam starts barfing. Stomach flu. On a good note, we were all healthy for most of Thanksgiving Day. We had a little snow and took the kids out. Since they are little, it does not take a lot to make them happy. I made dinner early for 1:00 and then we all napped afterwards. LOVED THAT! And later in the day, I took Sam to see Chicken Little. It was really cute and we had the best time. Sam wanted it to be "just us girls..." She so enjoyed getting her own popcorn and soda. She was so into the movie, she didn't realize that she had to pee... when we walked out of the theater, she all of a sudden started jumping up and down, her eyes real wide, "Momma, I have to pee NOW!" (Luckily we made it to the potty, LOL.) Today so far we are free of stomah flu things, but we are staying in our PJ's, taking it easy. Ben is the only one left to get it.... and he is at work... oh well, LOL.
A brag, a bitch and update....
by
welee
on Wed 26 Oct 2005 07:01 AM PDT
First, my brag. Today my cutest little fellow, Baby Kit, pulled off his diaper. I thought he just wanted a new one. So I brought over the diaper and said, "Diaper time." When I say that he usually lays down and waits for me to change the diaper. Well today he shook his head no. I asked him if he'd like to use the potty. He nodded yes. He then ran off to the toliet. I followed. When I got there he was already sitting on his little potty, smiling. I told him to potty and guess what? My little guy peed on the potty. The look of pride on his face was just the best. And of couse Samantha and I made the biggest deal. Big Boy!!!
Next, the bitch... Still waiting on Ben's job. No decision has been made even tho they said that they would decided by the end of last week. Annoying. Frustrating. I just hope Ben gets it - especially cause he has been doing the freaking job now for over a year - only with out pay and a title. The update... Grandmonster doing the same. Tuesday, October 25
U/S results....
by
welee
on Tue 25 Oct 2005 07:01 AM PDT
Chicken?
NO! DOG? NO! Cat? NO! Really want to know? OK...... GIRL!!!! Friday, October 21
A quickie...
by
welee
on Fri 21 Oct 2005 07:00 AM PDT
Health news: Going to see the Grandmonster tomorrow. Will have the kiddos with me. Luckily my sister will be there and she can help me. She flew in today. Think the kiddos will play in the waiting room and not go in. I think they are a little young to see this.
Also, my u/s is Tues. Can't wait! Always get nervous that I will see something horrible when the u/s gets close. Open leg vibes for my baby on Tues. Work news: Worked with C tonight, in stations. Well I ran circles around her lazy ass. I made 130 to her 80. Ha ha, hoo hoo. Felt great! She can put that in her pipe and smoke it. (Yes, petty but it still felt good.) J actually laughed out loud when he heard what I made v. her. Ha ha, hoo hoo....
Thursday, October 20
Grandmonster...
by
welee
on Thu 20 Oct 2005 06:59 AM PDT
Just got a call from my mom that the grandmonster is now having troube breathing. It seems to be settling in her lungs. She said I should arrange to come down soon. I really believe that we are entering the final innings and that the grandmonster is not long left for this earth.
I think even though everyone knows death is part of the life cycle, no one is really ever ready for it - especially those who remain. Cruel pain in the ass that she is, I still find it strange and upsetting that she will not be here soon.
Other Ramblings....
by
welee
on Thu 20 Oct 2005 06:58 AM PDT
No news on Ben's job. Should know by end of week.
Grandmonster the same. Still out to lunch. Not a stroke tho. Some strange blood infection, mabye.... Nerulogist (sp? tired...) sees her tomorrow to try to find out why she is stark raving mad right now. Kids good. Mommy tired.
Work Bitchings....
by
welee
on Thu 20 Oct 2005 06:58 AM PDT
The Characters...
C.... waitress, in 30's, divoreced 2x, 3 kids, always trying to scam something. Player. J... The boss The Dumb ones... what J calls the young waitresses Must tell you, C is the WORST waitress I have EVER worked with. And that included the dumbest of dumb that have graced MY WORK. She is slow, sloppy and greedy. She does no side work - worse than that, lies about what she does and then I find later that it is not done and have to do it. She can't bus a table to save her life. So when it gets busy I am busing ever single table and then when I get them menus cause she is no where to be found, she accuses me of stealing tables! (There was one table, that she ignored and when I asked them if the ordered up front, the said no, they were ready and started saying they wanted 3 slices....) And I told her! When she was afraid I had more (and again questioned my honesty) cause I had some campers (starts pointing at tables), I gave her a 5 that was mine and took and then took the 2 top that came in and had been sitting at a dirty table that she ignored. I had also cleaned the tables for the 5 top. (Old dirty tables of C's). After my 2 top, she then took the next three/four tables that came in. On top of it, thru out the night, many of her tables kept asking me to get stuff cause she never came back and then there was the table she just forgot she had. Also when a few tables came in, she didn't go to who came in first, she'd go out of order to pick who she thought looked the best. GRRRRRRR.... Then at the end of the night she was like "I want to like you... I think we are friends...." And I smiled but was like, hey, you need to help bus tables and you need to watch what is coming in the door. This is not Friday night were you just wait for your station to fill up. You need to watch what is going on. She accused me of having over a 100 when she had 75. I did not, I had like 73. I said as much and that if she doubted me, she was more that welcome to count my money. I don't know what she thought I might have had, but there was not cash in my pocket backing it up. I then said I saw the three/four tables she just took. She looked away and kind a blushed. And I said I did not call her on that cause I am not like that. But I saw it. I then explained when she was pointing at tables, which tables had been camping. I also added that when she was pointing to tables, it was busy and not the time to argue about it. I am not like that. I am not sure if she knew that she even made me angry. I really kept my cool and was proud of myself.
Call me a bitch, call me anything, but don't call me dishonest. OMG, that will set me on freaking fire. So anyway, it never got heated even though inside I wanted to punch her out. It is still friendly... but OMG. She is something else. J said that she is used to being able to con people out of tables with the poor me crap and that she may be getting pissed cause I do not take it or care. He saw it tonight too. I was hot after she left. He laughed cause it was the first time ever that I complained about a server that I work with like that. I have been there 1.5 years. I said to him, at least the kids (we have a lot of young waitresses) try and just don't expect me to do freaking EVERYTHING and then complain cause I should give them my tables.
J said once that he was working with her and a table of his got up and he saw them put three bucks down. He was with a customer at the register. While he was with them, he saw C go over and put the 3 bucks in her pocket. He later asked her if they left him anything. She looked him in the eye and said no. He said he knew right then what kind of person she is. He said, if she had said yes, he would have told her to keep it. It just wanted to see what she would say. J did say that he likes me way better than her and if she causes problems or says anything he will tell her that my nights are my nights and she needs to find another night to work. He said, even better, if I get her to quit, that his wife will LOVE me forever. His wife HATES her. And she also has told him that C is the WORST waitress in the world. Can I also add that I am so sick of hearing how poor she is yet she is having a biog Halloween bash, a even bigger 30th bday for boyfriend (costing somewhere around 1000) and going to FLA next month... If you are so f-ing poor, then cancel the parties and rent a freaking video. All night I am hearing... you are going to make more money than me and I need money. Well, duh, don't we all? Maybe instead of wasting time worrying about me, she should use that time to be a decent waitress. Yet here I am at 12 freaking thirty, too irrated by this crap when I have so much other stuff already on my plate. Can someone please pass me some benadryl? Tuesday, October 18
My Grandmonster...
by
welee
on Tue 18 Oct 2005 06:57 AM PDT
just had a stroke. My mom could not get a hold of her since yesterday, so she called a neighbor of the Grandmonster. The neighbor found her sitting in a chair unable to really move and not making sense. My mom said it looks like she had been there all night and had peed all over herself. Obviously they called the ambulance and were off the the hospital.
My mom is there now waiting for the tests to come back, but it is looking pretty bad. I can't even explain how I am feeling. It is no secret that the woman can be meaner than the devil. But I do know in her own evil way, she does love me. I guess that is why she is my grandmonster. And now I must get ready for work. I'll be in great sted tonight to deal with the general public. Sunday, October 16
Wish us luck...
by
welee
on Sun 16 Oct 2005 06:56 AM PDT
I've been too nervous to write anything and jinx us before this.... The positon that Ben has been wanting and working for was finally posted. He has techically been doing the job for awhile now, but that is not the same as having it. There were 22 applicants and this past Thurs. they interviewed everyone.
Since then Ben has made the short list which has 4 or 5 people on it and there are three positions available. We know 4 of the short list people (I used to work for the same company.) Of them, one would give Ben a run for his money if it were just one position. But it seems like this woman and Ben are top of the list. Ben interviews really well and truly does know his stuff. He is a hands on manager who lead by example and would do great! It also is the right step forward to him eventually getting his own store. But, until they offer him one of the positions, it is only supposition.I think I am more nervous than he is. He thrives on interviews and usually I do when it is me, but it is not me. That means it is completely out of my control. I have complete faith in Ben. But, I am a bit of a control freak, LOL. His next interview is tomorrow at 2:00. So if you have a chance, send some positive vibes our way. Thanks! Sunday, October 9
My thought of the day...
by
welee
on Sun 09 Oct 2005 06:54 AM PDT
MEAN: characterized by malice; "a hateful thing to do"; "in a mean
mood" [syn: hateful] In a world that is already filled with so much tragedy, it baffles my mind why people waste time being mean. Personally I have a billion and a half better things to do ranging from spending time with my husband and kids down to picking lint out of my belly button. Thursday, October 6
I got an apology...
by
welee
on Thu 06 Oct 2005 06:00 PM PDT
this morning that was sincere and not just quippy lip service. I also woke up and felt better. (Yes, Tammy, the sun did come out, LOL. Boy was I an Annie fanatic growing up, LOL.) Ben is a good guy, a great dad and husband. But, he is still a man and that means that sometimes he just is an ass. Ben said it best when he explained the Asshole Factor. All men have this, just some men have it worse than others. Bad Asshole Factor is a man who cheats, does not come home, hangs at the bar all the time... ect. Mild Asshole Factor is being insenstitive from time to time. But all men have it. LOL. At least he understands that sometimes he is just a... you know ladies, now say it together... ASSHOLE. LOL.
Wednesday, October 5
I just want to cry ...
by
welee
on Wed 05 Oct 2005 05:59 PM PDT
So I was driving home from work tonight when I saw a cat in the middle of the road. I swirved as much as I could with out crashing. If the stupid cat kept going the original direction, everything would have been fine. But no, it turned around and I ran it over. I turend around to see if it was alive. It didn't seem to be breathing. I called 911 who gave me the number to animal welfare. I got a pager. I left my number but no one called me back. I stayed in my car, but by the cat for 30 mins. But when no one was coming to help me, I left. I felt badly, but did not feel comfortable getting out of the car. It was dark and all I kept thinking was that I was going to get bitten. I didn't think that would be a good idea at 17 weeks pg.
Of course Ben said the only two choices were to take the cat to the SPCA or check for a collar and call the owners. And I did neither, so that made me feel great. Then I just remembered that I forgot to take Sam to get her flu shot Tues. This upset me cause out of both the kids, she is the one that REALLY needs it. And of couse, there was already a waiting list back in Sept before the shot became avaialble. Ben's response was to the effect of I can call and put her on the list again, so why was I upset. Can I tell you how much that made me want to deck him? I then tell him that I am feeling overwhelmed and not like myself. Things are just slipping my mind and I feel like I am getting lost. And of couse, he has to try to "solve" things, when all he should do is just shut the f up and listen. STUPID! STUPID! STUPID! I just want to bawl right now. I do feel overwhelmed. And G-d help me if I mention any anxiety about the baby - cause his fav pat response is that I am the one who wanted the baby. I get no f-ing help with anything that takes actual thought and planning in this house. NOTHING! And when I say I am upset, what do I get? Crap. And now he said he was sorry. And what, that makes me feel better? No, sorry, it does not. Screw you. Tuesday, September 27
Quick update...
by
welee
on Tue 27 Sep 2005 05:58 PM PDT
Just got back on Sunday from seeing some friends and had the BEST time! It flew by. I love getting together with the gals. It is so nice to hang out and chat. Even though we are all very different, there is a underlying commonality between us. I think that is what bonds us.
I was kid free this weekend. Ben was home being Mr. Mom. He did a great job and since I have been home, he has been much more hands on. I think it gave him an appreciaiton for what I do. Yeay! Being that I was kid free, I shared a hotel room with Miss Tiff. We had so much fun. On friday we stayed up late, tucked up in our own beds, chatting like I used to do when I was a kid and was having a slumber party. LOL, it was fun. The gals also got me presents for the baby. I got some adorable outfits, books and swaddler for the new baby and some gift certs that I CAN'T wait to use! I was so suprised and it was so kind and thoughtful. It really meant a lot to me. I have the nicest friends. :) On the ride back to Chicago, my check engine light came on and was on for most the ride. I checked everything obvious and nothing was wrong. So I sped, praying that the car would wait for me to get to Midway before dying. Luckily it did and I was able to give the piece of crap car back to the rental people. Then on the flight, we were booked. I was on the isle and had this Indian girl next to me that kept falling asleep and sleeping on me. When I would wake her, she then would sleep on the man who was sitting by the window. I finally told her that this was crazy. I could appreiciate she was tired, but she needed to recline her seat and stop sleeping on us. When I got off the flight, the window man came up to me and we laughed about the crazy sleeping chick. It was great coming home and seeing the family! The kids would not let me out of their sight. I was tired, but it felt so nice to be home. Ben had the house and the kids looking clean and tidy. We took the kiddos out for pizza that night. Monday, Kit had his well baby check up. He is now 34.5 inches and weighs 27.5lbs. He is healthy and perfect! I could have told the docs that, LOL. We did have to take him tho to have blood drawn to check his iron. Poor little guy did not like that. Today I had a OB visit and it went well. The little one is doing well and had a nice strong, easy to find hb of 157. And I only put on 1.5 lbs since my last visit and that was even after eating like a pig this weekend. Yes, I ate a whole triple chocolate dessert from Applebees... good and true. Now it is time to put the kiddos down for a nap and sneak one in too! Saturday, September 17
SAM BRAG!!!!
by
welee
on Sat 17 Sep 2005 05:23 PM PDT
We bought Sam some cloth pull ups. She LOVES them cause they look like underwear. They are her night time underpants. We've been discussing not peeing in our pants at night. Previously, her pull ups had been sodden. Sam also knows that when she doesn't pee in her pull ups, she can have one of my original Strawberrey Shortcake dolls, except Blueberry Muffin, who is mine, lol! Sam covets and loves my dolls!
*Drum roll please....* Well last night, Sam did NOT pee in her cloth pull up! She woke up today dry and when she woke, she was like "Ohhhhhhh, get out of my way, I have to pee!!!!!!" And she is now the proud owner of my Rasberyy Tart doll. YEAY SAMANTHA!!!!!! Monday, September 12
Insomnia...
by
welee
on Mon 12 Sep 2005 05:57 PM PDT
Tired, but can't sleep.
Bloated, feel fat - pregnant, not a lot of weight gain. Water. Belch. Kids good. Halloween costumes. Sam will be Cinderella and Kit will be a tiger. Tammy and Kristin, where are your blogs? Sam told my mom yesterday that she was a poop cause she doesn't come and play with her. Today, my parents came over to play with the kids. The kids ran them ragged, but a good time was had by all! Kyra, go to the doctor. Can't wait for 2 weeks. A weekend with friends and no kiddos. Excited, but miss the fam already. Off Count Chocula. Gas went down to 2.97 - who knew that would make me cheer? Haven't heard from my friends in BR. How is Sabrina doing? First day of Sunday School. Teaching went great! When we got home, I walked in on Sam teaching Kit - telling him that she was a teacher jsut like Mama. Awwwwwwww.... Leanna, glad to see you around again. Moving furniture and cleaning... nesting already? I have a IRL friend who lives right by me that feels it necessary to call me 5x a day. I do not answer most of the time. What can she possibley have to say to me that requires that many phone calls? Can we say High maintenance and PITA? And it is usually stupid stuff. I think she wants me to organize and manage her life. Uh, no, I have a life... Found 5 BIG grey hairs on the front of my head. I am still LMAO that Michelle found a monster in her bed.... Why the FRIG is is 1:30 in the morning and I CAN NOT SLEEP when I am butt Firetruck tired? Sunday, September 4
Why men and computers do not mix...
by
welee
on Sun 04 Sep 2005 05:56 PM PDT
Sometimes I want to smack my husband upside his head with a red hot frying pan. Over the past ten years I have said SOOOO many time, "You spend too much time of the computer and ignore everything else."
So again last night we had that conversation. Grrrrrr..... He then plays the oh, ok, I won't do anything I enjoy routine.... It makes me want to scream. I am not saying that. But, when I go to bed most nights and he does not notice cause he is too self involved a stupid game or I start coughing having an allergic reaction maybe 3 feet from hom (like 45 mins goes by) and he does not notice... it hurts my feelings. What is it about the stupid games that makes them unable to understand the word moderation? It makes me feel ignored and taken for granted - I know that isn't really what he means, but it hurts my feeling anyway. And if it was once in awhile, it probably wouldn't be such a big deal. Since it is a lot, it is on my last nerve. Is it the end of the world? No. But it is my vent and this is my blog. So there ya go. Happy Sunday.
I am not helpless...
by
welee
on Sun 04 Sep 2005 05:56 PM PDT
I hate what happened in New Orleans. A natural disaster can make us feel helpless. But instead of staying in the helpless, I choose to do something proactive. I do what I can. I do not have the ablilty to go down to New Orleans and save people, nor do I have billions of dollars. But, I do have the ability to go thru what I do have a donata to people I know and to people I do not. It is not a lot, but it is what I can do. And I think if everyone did what they could do, then it would help a lot.
It also makes me take stock of how prepared we are for something terrible. And we are not as stocked and ready as we can and should be. I can fix that. It is something I can do. And although it does not help anyone from New Orleans, I can learn from what is going on there and make sure that my family does not repeat that mistake - lack of prepartation. Finally, a tragedy should make you take stock of what you have. Kiss you kids, let the toys and mess sit for a minute cause hey, you have a house and take a moment to be thankful for what you have. Friday, September 2
The chaos spreads....
by
welee
on Fri 02 Sep 2005 05:54 PM PDT
I read tonight that many, many people from New Orleans are going to be placed in Baton Rouge. Don't get me wrong, they need to be able to go somewhere, but to double the size of a city in a few days... Baton Rouge is NOT prepared for this. It frightens me. There are not enough police, hospitals, roads, housing... and with the state of looting and crime in New Orleans, I fear the crime will spread and grow.
A very good friend of mine just got power on and she wrote tonight, "So we are trapped here! The city is in chaos. Wal-Mart parking lots have become refugee camps. The store shelves are still empty. Our population DOUBLED in 24 hours and our infrastructure cannot handle the burden. And now lawlessness is growing here as some refugees who are getting desperate (or maybe just taking advantage) are robbing us at gunpoint. We are locked into our home with a loaded shotgun at our sides." I am afraid for my friends in Baton Rouge. I graduated high school there. I fell in love for the first time there. Had sex for the first time there. Made friendships that have carried on for over half my life. I am afraid, very afraid... I still pray for the people of New Orleans who have lost everything. I want them to be placed and given the opportunity to heal. I just want thought put into what happens next so they are not leaving one war zone to go into another and thus the chaos spreading. Boy am I glad that I am not president and I am just some lady who is worried and concerned. Thursday, September 1
Nuch Fold ultrascreen results in....
by
welee
on Thu 01 Sep 2005 05:26 PM PDT
Before the test, I had a 1/197 chance for Downs. Now I have a 1/3921 chance. Before the test, I had a 1/350 for Trisomy 18 (I think). Now I have a 1/7000. Can you spell R-E-L-I-E-F!!!!!! Now I just have the blood test for spina bifida. So far, with these odds, I am pretty comfotable not having the amnio. Just had to share! Tuesday, August 30
Too much to do, not enough time...
by
welee
on Tue 30 Aug 2005 05:24 PM PDT
Yes, I have been a blogging slacker. I could list a thousands reasons, but instead, I figure I'd jsut get on with blogging.
First, postive thoughts to all those who have suffered in the wake of the nasty hurricane. I grew up in Baton Rouge and I spent a fair amount of time in New Orleans, so this has hit very close to my heart. There are also lots of people still down there that I care about. Second, more positive thoughts to Tammy who is recovering from the floods in Switerzland. I hope you electric is back on and I am glad that you guys are ok. And postive thoughts to Jess for all the crapola they are dealing with!!!! Third, baby update... had my nuch fold and ultrascreen test done yesterday. The scan looks good so far. The folds in the neck measure 1.6, which preliminarily speaking is good. When I had it with Kit, they wanted it under 3 and my OB said today that under 2 is great. I should get the blood work back Weds or Thurs. What the ultrascreen does is lookes for Downs and Trisomy 18. It is usally 95% acurate. But it is also a diagnostic thing. The only way to know for sure is an amnio. We still feel that unless something comes back just tooooooo strange, we want to avoid tha amnio. An extra risk that I just do not feel comfortable with. At 16 weeks instead of the quad screening, we will get the feta beta something which looks for spinal bifida. And of course all our u/s. The baby looks like a baby with tiny legs and arms. She was moving all over the place and had a strong hb of 173. I am now 12 weeks, but am measuring a little over 13. I got to see my uterus contract during the u/s. That was cool. I went to my regular OB today (yesterday was with perinatal) and he said that they will probably want to schedule me for the section around March 3rd. I asked him if he could do it again. (I LOVE my doc) and he said yes. So we will pick an exact date after the new year when he has his schedule, LOL. Fourth, family stuff... the kiddos and Ben are good. Today is Ben's 30th bday. We went to dinner tonight and had a nice meal. Sunday, when Ben was at work, the kids and I made a strawberry shortcake and had a surprise party for him when he got home. We have been celebrating his bday for the past few days. It has been fun. Fifth... the price of freaking gasoline! OMFG!!! I spent $48.00 today to fill my minivan! OMG!!!! This is just insane!!!! Grrrrrrr...... Sixth... looking forward to seeing a certain bunch of ladies at the end of this month. And with the price of gas, I am SOOOO glad that I am flying and NOT driving. (Well ok, I am driving a little from Chicago to my destiination, but that is better than 12 hours of driving....) Seventh... I WANT TO WIN THE LOTTERY!!!! So Ed McMahon, if you are reading this, stop by my house with that big ole check and I'll read what ever magazines you want me to! Ok folks, signing off!!! Friday, August 12
A couple of brags...
by
welee
on Fri 12 Aug 2005 05:23 PM PDT
First: My 19 mth old boy is potty training himself!!!! Lately he has been pulling at his diaper when he needs to go. Usually he just gets a little in but enjoys sitting on his little potty. Well this morning, he pulled at his diaper and I put him on. And he filled the potty with pee! GOOD BOY!
Later, we were at a friends house on a play date and he did it again. I put him on the big potty and he peed and pooped! He started clapping and was so proud of himself. My big boy! Wouldn't it be great if he was out of diapers by the time the new baby gets here? Second: When we were at the playdate, my friend was saying how her daughter was having trouble getting some of her colors. She and Sam are 2 weeks apart. Sam decides she is going to help her friend and takes a baby book on colors. "E, what color is this?" Sam asked pointing to two blue objects. E said nothing. "It is blue or azule," Sam explained. "Azule is spanish for blue." "E, what color is this?" Sam asked pointing to two red objects. E said nothing. "It is red or rojo," Sam explained. "Rojo is spanish for red." "E, what color is this?" Sam asked pointing to two green objects. E said nothing. "It is green or verde," Sam explained. "Verde is spanish for green." I was speechless. I mean, I work with Sam on lots of things, but there are so many times I am not sure what she is retaining and what goes by the way side. Then she comes out with stuff like this and I am reminded what a little sponge their little brains are.
My clever girl! Sunday, August 7
A quick update...
by
welee
on Sun 07 Aug 2005 05:22 PM PDT
No more spotting after Friday's episode. I am really hoping that it was a small polyp or something equivilant. (Jen, polyps can be fall out / work there way out on their own depending where they are. My polyp on my cervix when preggo with Sam did fall out. That sucker was big tho, the size of a kid's pinky...)
I am also still WAAAAY tired and weird with the hunger thing. So that is good! Tomorrow I will be MIA cause we are taking the kiddos to Knoebles (an amusement park). (((BIG HUGS))) to both Jess and Aritha!!!!! Friday, August 5
Spotting and such...
by
welee
on Fri 05 Aug 2005 05:21 PM PDT
I have been spotting again this week. It started out just brown mixed in w/ mucus. Then it got a bit orange and tonight I actually passed a little bit (chunky) in the toliet. Afterwards it was light orange. Of course, my natural tendancy is to freak out. I have not called my OB. It is Friday and what are they going to do?
It is not all the time. It only occurs after a BM or with in a few hours after a BM. With Sam I had this exact thing and it was discovered that I had a polyp. Now I have had an internal this time and no polyp was seen, I am wondering if maybe I did have a small polyp and maybe the pressure of the bowel against my cervix caused the bleeding. And I am praying to God that whatever was in the toliet was just that. The orange blood did lessen a lot after I passed that. It is just a waiting game, I know this. And there are no guarentees. But, man, it is hard. You are just not supposed to see blood - new or old when pg. So I will be drinking my water and eating my Count Chocula and just going with it until I have a reason not to. (And yes, I will have the occasional worry in the back of my head...) Three more weeks until me 12 week u/s (August 29th)! WOO HOO! Can NOT wait! Sunday, July 31
What was YOUR defining moment...
by
welee
on Sun 31 Jul 2005 05:13 PM PDT
A friend of mine recently posted this and it made me think. What was YOUR defining moment that changed your life...
My moment started at the summer of 1995 when my then boyfriend told me after us being together for 3 weeks that he did not want to go back to Scotland. He was an exchange student. I was friends with his flatmates. I was also in the process of getting out of a nasty 3 year live-relationship. So I said that was fine he could stay with me. I had just gotten my own apartment. I think I told him that he could have a drawer and we'd see how things went. The completion of that moment, January 9th 1996 (US) and February 3, 1996 (UK), that forever changed my life was when 5 months later we got married (twice). I was 26. He was 20. We had no money. We had no plan. Everyone was SURE we were destined to fail - both family and friends. The only thing I was absolutely sure of, in a way that I have never been sure of anything in my life, was that I loved him. I could not imagine my life with out him. This was a truth that ran deeper than anything else I had ever known. And here we are now, ten years and 2 and a half kids later. What/when was YOUR defining moment? Saturday, July 30
My funny kids..
by
welee
on Sat 30 Jul 2005 05:13 PM PDT
Sam has taken to sleeping in her sleeping bag. Where it came from, who knows? She is so funny about it. She has to have her bag, right next to our bed cause she likes to see us. I asked her why she likes it so much and she explained that it is because it is hers. She further explained that I am not to touch it or her stuff and she won't touch my stuff either. What a funny girl!
And then there is my boy, who has taken to kissing me ALL the time. Awwwww.... He will climb up on my lap and do nothing for 5 mintues but kiss me on my mouth. Then I get a big hug when he is finished before he scoots down and goes to play. Have I said lately how much I adore my kids? Then there is Ben the other night asking me when I am done the first trimester. I was like when did you get so interested???? And he was like, oh no - I am intested. I was confused for a minute and then it hit me... my honey is horny and he knows that THAT gravy train a'int running again til the second trimester! I was like HEY! Of course he denied it until I kept pushing and then he blushed and fessed up. Funny guy! And then there is work, which has really been getting on my nerves. Too much bullshit for a part time job. Ben and I decided that I am going to stop picking up as many extra shifts. I mean, yes, the money would come in handy, but the stress lately is not worth it. It is a part time thing. It should be cash with minimal stress. The job itself is still easy, but the owner's wife has been hanging around, pretending to work (which BTW, she SUCKS...) and brings her 4 year old and 2 year old who run around, making a mess and getting in everyone's way. She loves to tell everyone what to do, which is funny cause when she is not there, the owner will be the first one to tell you that she is the WORST worker to ever to walk the face of the earth. She "trains" new girls by basically following them around telling them what they are doing wrong. Personally, she is fine to talk to, but in the work setting - her lack of skill and lack of professionalism, drive me crazy. But I am not there for a career, I am there for a p/t thing that makes me some cash. So I am just going to go in for my scheduled shifts and that is it. Back to happy home stuff... this is Sam's last week of camp *sigh*. She has really loved it and will be sad to see it over. I am going to make cupcakes for everyone for the last day. Ok, Kyra, it is YOUR turn now - LOGAN GET OUT! LOL! Easy labor vibes... Congrats to Kate and Regan on your new baby girls!!!! Tuesday, July 26
Houstin, we have a heartbeat!!!!!
by
welee
on Tue 26 Jul 2005 05:12 PM PDT
All looks well with miracle baby! And just for the record, THERE IS ONLY ONE.... The baby is measuring right on target and has a heartbeat of 140 and 149. One tech measured it at 140 and the other tech measured it at 149. It seems that I have a tilted uterus and that makes seeing the baby harder. I never knew that - guess you learn something new every day!
I am SO relived and very excited. It is finally beginning to settle that I AM going to have a 3rd baby! WOW. Easy labor vibes to Kyra, Kate and Regan who are all ready to pop any minute! Saturday, July 23
The video!
by
welee
on Sat 23 Jul 2005 05:11 PM PDT
Morning sickness...
by
welee
on Sat 23 Jul 2005 05:10 PM PDT
Has arrived and is here in full force. OMG. I feel like CRAP, which I know is good, but oy! I have been trying to still stick to Micheal Thurman's 6 week and let me tell you, today I have been lucky to keep down toast. Ben said that he remembers reading that once you have MS, it gets worse with each pg. So far this is true. None with Sam, some with Kit and surprise baby - OH YES!
Since I am complaining today, exhaustion has now hit. I made the kids take 2 naps today so I could nap too. In all fairness tho, I drove 11.5 hours on Sunday, never recouped from all the driving and then have worked like a banchee this week as well as taking care of the house. Speaking of Indy, we had an AWESOME time! My only complaint is that it went toooooooooo fast. There is such a comfort when we are all together and it is just easy - which is the way it is supposed to be when friends get together, but isn't always the case. I did get to Leanna's room late again this year, but unlike last year, there was no sex involved, so I did not arrive in make-up, LOL! Since I a pg, Ben is cut off for the first trimester, but we wanted a little romantic time, so cuddling while watching a scarey movie was our time this year. BTW, The Ring Two STINKS! This year at the zoo, Tiffani, Devon and the kids were our companions. We had a blast. We then caught up with everyone at the Dolphin show, which was too much talk and not enough Dolphin! Dinner was a blast and the kids were playing like mad. Miss Victoria started smooching Gabe, which his twin did NOT like very much. Sam was chasing Jaden around kissing him and declaring him her prince.  As you can see. my Sam is NOT shy! Ben had made a vidoe clip, that I am going to attempt to tag onto my board, so that is all I am going to write for now! |
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