Thursday, April 24, 2008

You Call That Hell Week?

Last week was the week from HELL!

Now, I know that Joeprah seems to think he had it a little rough with his Hell Week, but I do believe my hell week makes his hell week look like a vacation!

Judge for yourself:

8:00am: I dropped Owen and Ella-Belle off at their dad's. Owen and Ella-Belle are not morning people, so this is not an easy task!
8:30am-10:50am, 11:00am-12:50pm, and 1:00pm-2:20pm: I had classes at Clark State.
3:30pm: Pick Ella-Belle up from her dad's.
4:00pm: Take Ella-Belle to see the Doctor for her 4yr checkup.
4:45pm: Drop Ella-Belle back off at her dad's.
5:00pm: Run in Kroger and pick up a few groceries.
5:45pm: Pick up Valerie's boyfriend, Josh.
6:15pm: Make a scrumptious dinner:)~
7:30pm-9:00pm: Work on Bio/psycho/social assessment for homework.
9:30pm: Take Josh home and pick up the little kids from their dad's.
10:00pm: Get back home, get the kids bathed and into bed.
11:00pm-2:00am: Work on Bio/psycho/social assessment more.
9:00am: Drop the little kids off at pre-school.
9:30am: Attend a meeting on my practicum requirement for Clark State@ the campus.
10:40am: Leave Clark State and rush back home (15 miles across town)
11:00am: Pick up Valerie and Princess Payton to take Payton to the vet.
11:15am: Take Payton to the vet.
11:45am: Run Payton back home and try to get to work by noon.
12:00-3:00pm: Work!
3:00pm: Run back across town to pick up a copy of Dustyn's insurance card that he lost.
3:45-6:00pm: Work!
6:05pm: Meet Dustyn at the Doctor's office.
7:00pm: Pick up the little kids from their dad's, then pick up Josh and Valerie at Josh's.
7:30-8:30pm: Watch the end of Sophie's softball practice.
8:45pm: Drop Josh off at home.
9:15pm: Get home, get the little kids bathed and to bed.
10:00pm-2:00am: More homework!
8:00am: Drop the little kids off at pre-school.
8:30am-2:20pm: I have classes at Clark State.
2:30pm: Run home and pick up Valerie.
3:30pm: Valerie eye doctor appointment.
4:15pm: Pick up Josh and run him and Valerie to our house.
4:45pm: Head back to school...I got on the highway and got STUCK behind a wreak for an hour.
6:00pm: Arrive at class 30minutes late because of highway accident.
8:00pm: Leave class and run back out by my house to watch Sophie's softball practice for her other team.
8:45: Pick up Valerie and Josh. Drop Josh off at home and pick up the little kids from their dad's.
9:30pm: Get home and we all went straight to bed!
9:30am: Drop the little kids off at pre-school and go to work.
10:00am-10:00pm: Work! Sophie had practice, but someone else took her and dropped her off at work to me.
10:15pm: Pick up the little kids from their dad's and go home and put the kids to bed.
11:00pm-2:00am: Homework!
7:30am: Drop the little kids off at pre-school.
8:00am-10:40pm: WORK!!!
11:00pm: Got home and worked on homework.
2:00am: Went to bed. The little kids stayed the night at Mamaw and Papaw's house, woohoo!
The Ultimate Day From Hell
8:00am: Go to the ballpark for Sophie's softball tournament.
10:30am: Run to work in between games to color some hair!
12:30pm: Pick up Josh and go back to the ballpark for another game.
2:30pm: Run back to work in between games to cut some hair!
4:00pm: Run back to the ballpark for the final game of the day.
6:00pm: Run back to work to color more hair after the final game of the day was rained out!
8:00pm: Left work and took the kids to TGIFriday's for dinner.
9:30pm: Dropped Josh off at home and picked up the little kids from my parent's house.
10:15pm: Started on homework.
2:00am: Went to bed.
8:00am: Drop Sophie and Valerie off at ballpark.
8:30am: Pick up Josh and go back to ballpark.
9:00am-11:00am: Watch Sophie play softball while Owen and Ella-Belle climbed all over me.
11:30am-1:45pm: Went home in between games and did some laundry and more school work.
2:00pm: Back to ballpark to watch another of Sophie's games.
5:00pm: Games were over for Sophie's team. I ran Valerie, Josh, and Owen to the mall, then home. I went back to the ballpark and Sophie and I watched the final game. Ella-Belle went to play with her cousin at Mamaw and Papaw's house.
7:00pm: Went home and worked on more school work.
9:00pm: Ran Josh home.
9:30pm-2:00am: Worked on more school work and then finally put and end to my Hell Week!

I put over 500 miles on my car that week. I was gone from my house for at least 12 hours every day. I wouldn't trade my busy life for anything:)

Monday, April 14, 2008


I just realized that I have never posted a picture of myself on my blog. I didn't have any on my computer, so I did the next best thing...

I took my cell phone and took pictures of myself the same way my teen and 'tween daughters do. It was actually kinda fun.

So, here I am:

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Now THIS is ART!

Owen loves to draw, and he loves the Transformers. This is the latest artwork he brought home from pre-school. He was very upset because he said,

"I gave my Transformer lots of arms, and everybody keeps sayin' that one of his arms is a weiner and it's not!"

Judge for yourself:

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Will Feed and House the Unemployed

I feel that I am deserving of a man who is willing to worship the ground I walk on.

What woman wouldn't want that for herself?

No matter how moody or snippy my mom was to my dad, my dad always bent over backwards to make her happy. He farmed, and worked a full time job, so that she could stay at home and raise the 4 of us. After we were old enough to fend for ourselves, my dad supported her when she wanted to start a career as a tax preparer. My dad just retired this past December and my mom is still doing taxes. He takes her to work every day, comes home and cleans the house, then goes back and picks her up and takes her to dinner so she doesn't have to cook. I have never heard my parents argue.

They broke the mold when they made my dad!

This is how I always envisioned my life would turn out. A loving husband that worships the ground I walked on. A man who would take care of me. A true partner for life.

Is this what I attract? NOT!

I think I have a big neon sign over my head that reads, "Will feed and house the unemployed."

I don't know how to make it go away!

Now I admit, I made a huge mistake in high school by dating an older guy with no job. Hey- I was in high school-what did I know? Moral of this experience? Don't have unprotected sex. Yep, I got pregnant. Don't get me wrong, Dustyn, Valerie and Sophie are awesome kids, but I wish I would have waited. I had 3 kids by the time I was 24. It took me 11 years to get away from that mess. I always worked to pay the bills. Him-not so much. He was an alcoholic, drug addict, and also very abusive to me. I finally found the strength to leave...only to meet mistake #2.

Ya gotta love internet dating. That is where I meet the next one. He just popped on my screen one day. We talked for a few months before we meet, and I had no intention of even dating him, much less having his kids. But, I fell for him. He had these beautiful eyes. He also had a college education. To me, this meant he would get a well paying job. WRONG! In the 6 years we were together, he didn't work more than 1 month-total. It took me over 18 months of "suggesting" we should seperate, and 9 months of telling him to "Get your sh*t and get out!" before he finally did it. I did get Owen and Ella-Belle out of the deal, so it wasn't a total loss, but he wreaked my house. Holes in my walls, holes in my yard, trash everywhere-it will take me a while to clean up his mess, but at least I am free!

I have decided to turn over a new leaf. I'm not going to settle. I want to be worshiped. I am a beautiful woman with a lot to offer-I am not going to let some unemployed loser take advantage of me ever again!

Monday, April 7, 2008

You're going to be a what???

This is the start of week 2 for my classes. I am studying to be a Social Worker. Right now we are talking about how to form a hypothesis about a person's situation from information we gather from different sources. I plan to go into the Chemical Dependency/Addictions field. I'm not sure exactly what aspect of the field I want to persue, but I know I have a passion for the field of Addictions.

I have meet some fascinating people in my year of college. There are quite a few that I have had numerous classes with. Most of us are not right out of high school, which makes it easier for us to relate to eachother, as most of us are juggling jobs and children along with college.

After a while, you get to know who is going to be a good Social Worker and who needs to look for another field of interest. It has only taken me until week 2 to pick out a classmate that needs to make another career choice.

This girl comes to class every day with jeans on. Now, the jeans are not the problem, it's the way she wears them that is the problem. No, her butt crack is not hanging out and her thong is not showing. This girl takes one leg of her jeans and rolls it all the way up to her knee-and doesn't roll the other one. She leaves the other leg uncuffed and to her ankle. Does she seriously think that is cute? She also has 2 facial piercings: eyebrow and side of her lip. I do not have a problem with piercings; I have my eyebrow done. But if you are going to wear a stud in your eyebrow, the post is not supposed to show, just the balls on either end. This girl obviously has a belly button ring stuck in her eyebrow. I don't know how she even opens her eye! Then there is her make-up. GOLD shimmery eyeshadow and GOLD shimmery lipstick. Ok, it's not really gold, it's more like a mix between silver and gold. Let's just say it's not attractive with her pastey white skin. And finally, there is the way she talks. I know the clothing and the make-up can be changed, but her articulation is deplorable! We are in college...we are not hanging out in the ghetto. And why would anyone who was studying to be a Social Worker sit in class and talk about how she's going to hunt down some girls and beat their asses because she knows that the guy she has been messing with for 7 and a half months is messing around with them too. Are you freakin' kidding me?!? Another girl in the class asked he why she would take it out on these other girls that her man was messing around on her, and she said that they should just know better than to mess with her man. HELLOOOO!!! Reality check are going to get a disease from him-if you don't already have one!

And this girl wants to be a Social WOrker? I'm hypothesising that this girl probably has a Social Worker.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

I Never Knew I Was So HOT!!!


Never a dull moment for me at Kroger! Last week it was the man with the darling moustache.

This week, it was even better!

I was strolling down the freezer isle, trying to balance all my Aunt Jemima breakfast sandwhiches on the top of my fully-loaded cart, when a man aproached me. He said something to me, but he spoke so low that I didn't understand him. I assumed he was trying to find something in the store and was asking me for help. From what I could make out of what he said, I thought he was looking for the bathroom. The following was our conversation:

Him: "Mumble mumble mumble?"
Me: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear your, what did you ask?"
Him: "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Me: (In my head I'm thinking, 'Holy shit! Did he seriously just ask me that?!' I know I didn't hear that right!') "I'm sorry, could you please repeat that? I'm not sure if I heard you."
Him: "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Me: (Crap! He did ask me that!) "Yes, I do."
Him: "You do?"
Me: "Yes, I do. Sorry."

At this point, I walked away. I went into the next isle, and a couple minutes later-there he was! He aproached me again. Now, you have to understand, he spoke very, very low, and I have limited hearing in one of my ears, so I could not hear this guy talk!

Him: "Mumble mumble mumble?"
Me: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you."
Him: "Mumble mumble mumble?"
Me: "I'm sorry, I still didn't hear you."
Him: "Mumble mumble mumble?"
Me: "I'm really sorry, but I don't hear very well, could you please say that one more time?"
Him: (By this time, his lips are damn near in my ear!) "Can I still give you my number?"
Me: (Is he freaking serious?!?!) "Oh, I couldn't do that!"
Him: "Come on, you won't just take my number?"
Me: (OK, time to lie) "Look, I'm married and I have 5 kids, I really can't take your number!"
Him: "Are you sure?"
Me: "I'm sorry, I just can't do that. Sorry!"

I walked away. I looked over my shoulder the rest of the time I was in the store. I was sure the guy was going to follow me out to my car. Luckily, he gave up.

Now, I have not been happy with my little kid's dad for years. I finally got his unemployed, loser-a$$ out of my house. I was very flattered to have someone ask me out, or even show interest in me-it's been a very long time! I would love to meet Mr. Right!

Now, here are the real reasons I did not want his number:

1. His teeth-the guy had a full gold grill-not attractive!
2. His headcovering-stockings are for legs, not heads-unless you plan to rob a bank!
3. His jeans-I have a 17 year old son that doesn't wear his jeans that damn baggy-you wear a 32, not a 42!
4. His stature-dude! I'm only 5'4" and you were no taller than me-I just can't do that!