Monday, January 22, 2007

You have a point.

Okay, yes, I know. It's been a while. I've thought about blogging often, really I have. Everytime I have a few minutes though, I spend it reading one of YOUR blogs. All y'all, you know who you are. Cuz I comment, right? I'm a good fan! And truly, I am a fan of some of you. You really do keep it real on here. You are a fun bunch! That's one of the reasons I'm always on Summers shit to meet up for lunch or shopping (which I hate to shop but for you, Summer, I would shop). Kimmyk and I are going to hit the town this Spring in Pittsburgh. Oh MAN I can not wait!

So, a quick catch up is all I can do right now. Sorry sorry!

First, the kiddies. All doing wonderfully. Grades aren't quite what I was hoping for but I wasn't the best student myself. The oldest child, 17 female, in her senior year of high school, is driving me a little nutso with her attitude. Sometimes she is an angel but there are things that she will not budge on. Her room is a wreck. She never studies, never. These things drive me bonkers. I try to explain there are responsibilities throughout your entire life. You just have to do them. Period. She doens't agree. She's in the National Guard, yes the real deal, and has excelled at that. I suppose this is one of those times when I just need to let her get the knocks. I know she's going to be fired from a job or two because of her smart ass mouth and lazy butt. Her problem? I hope I can let it be her problem and not pick up every piece for her. The younger two are great. Fun. Not a lot of attitude most of the time. They got a go cart from their dad for Christmas, so they are loving it.

The Hottie is doing great. I swear, he has the perfect body. Perfect. Anyway. He's nice and oh so sweet. I got a couple of phone calls from an ex of his. She was trying to start shit and told me a bunch of stuff. A little bit of truth and a lot of lie. The time frame she was involved with him was misrepresented too. Plus, she'd call me at 11 pm or once, 3:20 am. Wake my kids up, bitch. Call at a reasonable hour and don't block your number if you want me to take anything you say into consideration. I asked him about it and it was a little uneasy for me for a little bit. Given my history with men, I wouldn't be surprised if the things she said were true. But.... I don't think they are. He told me about her and explained some of what she said (some not so comfortable to explain) (not that he exactly owed me an explanation except, I feel, on the things that would have been while I'm dating him) and he was patient most of the time. Some of it he says he has no idea where she came up with and she is lying. I believe him. He's not a liar. He's a good guy with a bad ex girlfriend. Anyway, 'trust but verify' is my method. I'm not completely comfortable but it's not his fault. It's mine and that I have a bad ex too. We'll see what happens. We're not making real long term plans or saying we love each other or anything like that. We'll just see. No rush.

So, Friday night I went out with friends and had a mostly fun time. I got cornered by some woman that thought a friend of mine was dating her ex husband. She cried and I had no clue what she was talking about but I listened. There was a lot of testosterone in the place. Lots of men all over. Compliments were flowing. I think they were all trashed. One guy just kept going on about my face and how much he loves my face. Scuse me, thanks, got a boyfriend though. Then he said I had the nicest rack in the place. Grrrreaaaat. Don't talk to me like that. He said it's a compliment. Well thanks, but don't talk to me like that. I was wearing a sweater. Not a low cut anything. A full fledged sweater. I drank sugar free red bull all night. Came home, couldn't sleep. (shocker) I had to wake up my daughter at 5 am for her to go to drill that morning. It was almost 4 till I went to bed but I got up to make sure she was awake. (the younger ones were with their dad, as the older one was supposed to be but because of drill, she decided to stay home at the last minute.) I went back to sleep and woke up at 8 with a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. I don't know what it is but I think I got a girl part going bad. Everyone else thinks it's a kidney stone. While I know they are so painful, I'd rather that then needing surgery of any type. This pain hasn't changed. No better no worse, since then. Stabbing pain though. Hurts. Moving hurts. Standing in one spot isn't too bad as long as it's the right position. Sleeping SUCKS. I tried to call the doc earlier but they weren't in yet. I'm going to try in a couple of minutes. I'll let you know.

So, there is an update, okay? Not the most exciting, I know. It's all I got right now though. I'll let you know how the dr appt goes. I hope all of you are doing well! Making happy things happen! :) Be in touch. I love hearing from you. And I'll be checking you out too!

6 Comments:

At 1/22/2007 6:43 PM, Blogger Jeremy QA Gibbens said...

You know--hic--what? Yurve got a fentez-- hic--fentez--hic... fentenztic rrrack! Y-you should totally whip therm out. Ohhh man...I'm gonna barf *bllaarrrrrrrrgh*

I don't get it? How is that not a compliment? :-)

 
At 1/22/2007 11:34 PM, Blogger Ben said...

Good to hear your alive over there, you and KK tear up the town and don't forget a few pints in the mix.

 
At 1/23/2007 6:25 AM, Blogger Summer said...

:0)

 
At 1/23/2007 8:23 PM, Blogger Shelli said...

Glad to hear your ok. Ignore the ex, i have a feeling she'll fade. Chances are it doesn't make HIM a bad guy, just keep your eyes open.

 
At 1/24/2007 8:26 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm excited about hooking up this spring. Definitely gonna be fun.

I wouldn't worry about the ex. Ex's seem to have a way of doing that. I'm not sure why.

Gotcha on the kid thing too. Jeez if I could open the door to my daughters room [so much junk behind the door] I might be able to see her once in a while since she never leaves her room. She drives me crazy. So does her brother. LOL.

 
At 1/25/2007 6:26 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi!!!!!!!!!!!

 

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