The older I get the more this bothers me......

Cha Cha

You can't tell this is us, because I have disguised it. Sort of. Anyway this is me and the manfriend at a coworkers wedding on Saturday. He's the cutest ever. We did the "Cha Cha" and I loved watching his booty shake while he did the dance. It was probably one of my favorite memories ever.

I did catch the boquet. Only the brides sister came and stole it from me like a linebacker out of nowhere. I had it for a split second. She is pregnant, so I supposed I should let it go, she needs a baby daddy. I don't.

And in typical man style, manfriend could have caught the garter, but instead left it there on the floor at his feet, and the groom had to pick it up and rethrow it. I asked him what he was afraid of, it's just a garter. I don't get boys.

during the wedding he said something pretty cute like...there's no reason we shouldn't be together. I said, "you're right, there isn't". I blame it on the a-a-a-a-alchohol.

The wedding was suppose to have fish in the centerpeices. To which the bride said I could have as many as I wanted. So Saturday I went to buy gravel and food (I had a bowl). No fish at the wedding. So me and manfriend took a trip to petsmart Sunday. Got sucked in by the greyhound rescue group they had there. Those dogs were so sweet and liked to lean against your legs. I so wish I had a big farm, I'd adopt one in a heartbeat! I loved them. Then we got sucked in by the cats.

Know how I know manfriend loves me? He doesn't rush me along when I fawn over the animals. He knows that's part of me and he respects it. And he also might like them too, but don't tell him I told you that.

We watched movies, snuggled in the A/C since it was 90, and watched our new fish!


















Mine are Jack and Kate. Of course, after the characters on Lost...And you can see they are on a tropical island together by the palm trees. If you are by some chance a Sawyer and Kate fan...get real, Jack and Kate are the ones destined to be together! They cost 13 cents a peice. I saved them from being another fishies food.

















This is manfriends bachelor fish Hank. He's gonna live all alone. I might have caught him talking to his fish, but I probably shouldn't divulge that. I told you he was the cutest.

Uninspired...

I'm so tired of working out. Yesterday I waited until 1pm (normally I workout at 11 and watch 90210 on soapnet) so I could watch My Life on the D List. It's becoming increasingly hard to get me to workout. I have to bribe myself with good TV.

It's hot. It's been in the 80's. I despise hot.

I want to go on vacation. I have a week off the end of August but I'm 99% sure I'm changing it. I have no plans. No money, and it's a busy week at work.

I know, I'm so responsible.

I spent $10 on groceries on Friday, which included cheese that doesn't taste like ass. I'm all about this generic store shopping. (I went to Aldi)

I'm off to have a meeting with my problem employee. I seriously hate doing this more than I hate working out. Bleh.

My employee sucks more than yours.....

Today, I got this email from an employee, who sent this to our payroll department.....

"I don’t know that it makes any difference. I wrote down the times I clocked in Thursday and Friday and I show 8:28 as that was what on the time clock when I swiped my badge (I’m sure of the time because I stood there and waited for the clock to flip to 28 after before swiping my badge). Just wanted to let you know in case there is a clock problem."

A clock problem? So she didn't clock in or out a minute late, the time clock is messed up, so instead of 40 hours, her time shows 39.97. I never get bent out of shape over your time, unless your consistently late, I dont care! I know it sucks to walk 2 miles into work every day, and have the time clock 5 minutes from your desk.

Seriously, if that is going to break you, you should just jump off a bridge.


I really dislike said employee, which is NOT good since 1) I am her boss. 2) I am doing her appraisal.

Oh, did I mention, that I had until Friday to complete my appraisals, and my boss just called to say she needs them tomorrow. Did I mention I hadn't started them?

Bull.

Shit.

Furthermore, I hate this employee and decided to turn it into a positive. I am going to start wishing her a better job, because that's a nice thing to wish someone. And the bonus is I wont be her boss.

Chase Bank Can Suck It....

I've decided that besides selling all my worldly belongings (trying) to have money to survive, I'm going to get rich off of Chase bank. You know how they are screwing the world over? I'm one of them. I'm hoping for a nice class action lawsuit. Did you know that I love to have dreams?



My song and dance is that, (cue violin) I filed bankruptcy in 1999 due to the fact that my ex husband cheated on me (several times) and then abandoned me with all of our bills and a house I hadn't the slightest idea how to take care of. I made $7.25/hr. The past 10 years were spent rebuilding my credit because of that, because soon followed a reposession, a foreclosure, loss of job, and a personal breakdown. Toss in there my 12 year old cat died. It's not easy to rebuild your credit.


The long story would tell you how after my asshole husband, I lived with a few other assholes who treated me like crap until I finally got back on my own. Where I had no cable, free heat, and lived on ramon noodles, and McDonalds hamburgers for a few years, did my laundry in the bathtub, and owed my ass to cash advance.

Then I started a second job.

So, I've struggled. I've been there. A good 10 years was rough, but there were times that were harder than others. Up until almost 2 years ago I worked two jobs. 8am-11pm. Or, when I worked at the police station, I worked 8-5, and then 11-7am. I had no life. I was miserable. I did things like I don't want to struggle again. I didn't pay my taxes because I didn't have the money. I only in the past year got a promotion and raise, and was able to quit my second job and have a "normal" life.

So, that's what scares me about being faced with this tax stuff. I've been there.

On to the weekend. Cookout at the manfriend's tonight, and tomorrow I'm going to see the Akron Aeros in a suite with some school friends, and the manfriend. Free fun rocks!

Prairie Dogs are Cute...

Did you know that prairie dogs kiss? Google prairie dog kiss in images. Squeeeeee!

This is only rivaled, by the fact that otters hold hands in the ocean so they don't float away. Animals are so freaking cute. And lucky. They don't have to get jobs, pay bills, or deal with family! Unless you are my pets, whereas I kept two of my cats kittens, and she is a Momma for life.



I've decided that I want to live back in the prairie days. This decision comes after many money woes, and will likely be getting another second job (if I'm lucky) I enjoyed having an entire year and a half of one job. I got to see how the other half lives.



Because of money, I have sucky cable and only have family channels. (You know, no A&E, Bravo, TNT, TBS, MTV...NOTHIN!) I've been entertaining myself with reruns of The Golden Girls, and "Little House on the Prairie" on the Hallmark Channel.



Last night, Charles lost his job. They owed money to the Olsens (remember bratty Nellie and Willie, and mean Mrs. Olsen? I always wanted to smack them!) To make money Charles cleaned out stables. For 25 cents a day! Twenty five cents???



Mary quit school for a while and worked full time sewing for $1.70 a week! They ran out of coffee, sugar, and tea, and all smiled through it because "sugar is bad for your teeth, and coffee keeps you up when you drink too much".



The girls couldn't do their homework because they ran out of paper. Ran out? And when things turned back around after pulling together, they put on their Sunday best after bathing in the creek, went to town and got a lead pencil and tablet of paper. Oh, and sugar. Families helped each other. You were rewarded for hard work, not for being a lazy fuck. Yes, I'd fit right in.



I think I lived those days in a past life. I'm fascinated with it, and have always liked old things. Old useless things to just stick around the house.



The only thing I wouldn't like about the prairie days, is no birth control. Screw that having 10 kids mess, and having to wash all their clothes by hand out on a wash board, and cook food all day after working in the garden in a dress. And no tivo. Could you imagine no tivo? I can't. I think my heart stopped beating for a minute.



Maybe I'll create a village like in the M. Night Shamalan movie everyone but me hated. Only I'll secretly have a TV!

On a side note, when my coworker is married, I'm going to be so happy I don't have to hear about her wedding 10 hours a day. For two years.

Paddling.....

So, I'm still facing a garnishment. For not paying my taxes. The worst thing about it is I did it to myself. Really, the worst thing about it is I know people personally that have screwed the federal government out of thousands of dollars, and never heard a word about it. Here I am, fighting with Canal fulton. Over what seems like chump change, but when they want to take your entire check, and not give two shits how you survive.....I find that to be ridiculous.

I tried to pay them 1/3 of what they want. But they havn't cashed my check. I have to live on $55 for 2 weeks. That's just gas to get to work for me. Good luck with that. Thanks.

Living there, is just costing me more in income taxes, so its like I'm in quick sand.

The worst part is, I've been looking for a part time job to try to get out of this mess, and there is nothing. I remember there use to be pages of jobs, and now....nothing.

I can see how people become depressed that are out of work. I've been eating poorly too due to stress. I am a horrible stress eater. Not to mention, what is there healthy to eat for 1/3 of $55?

I know it could be worse. And it will pass, but I have been really upset about it latley, I don't want to give up my independence and move home with my Mom. I've away from home for 16 years. And lived completely alone for two. I've always just got another job when times got tough. Now it seems like this wont be such an easy task.

New Things...

I don't tend to try new things. I know what I like, and I stick with it.

Manfriend's brother had these electric cigarettes though. And we're gonna give them a whirl. They are vapor you inhale vs. smoke. And no rat poison. Of course, this is after I find out the fate of my future.

Garnishment......or no garnishment?

I sent them money but who knows if it'll be enough.

I can't even be mad because I knew I was not paying my taxes. I just can't believe that shitty ass canal town is coming after me.

Already?...

Monday already? Time has been zipping by. I have been so busy with work, training, and working on a training manual for the new job I'm supervising. I'm almost done. I turned half of it in to my director on Friday. We had a shower for a coworker Friday also, which was a lot of fun. I was in charge of the group gift. So, I decided to get a surround sound system off their registry at Target. She is always talking about watching movies, and thats something you don't buy for yourself.

When she opened it she seemed perplexed...."what's this? surround sound system? Ohhhh cool, that's neat" she seemed to have no idea what it was. I was like "coworker, it was on your registry!!" Apparently her fiance did it. She liked it, but didn't know it was on there.

I was mad, as I thought it was a pretty bad-ass gift!

Today on my desk was a thank you card. At the bottom "P.S. I can't wait to plan yours" I said I hope you don't go gray while waiting. Its so depressing to think about, and I'm fine until 15 people I know start getting married.

I was so excited to go see the hot air balloons lift off at the Hall of Fame food festival this weekend. Only, since it rains every day, they didn't take off. Bull. Shit. Instead we went to the bar where a friend was working. She gave us free drinks. Awesome.

Yesterday we went to manfriends grandma's birthday party. It was a suprise. And a white elephant. So, I gathered up some crap to pawn off on someone else. My first pick, I got the "eggwave" microwave egg containers. I'm not big on microwaved eggs. I had my eye on a nice cock that the woman who picked it seemed not to like. (rooster, you pervs) Someone actually picked the cock, and said "I'd like this nice wood cock". Which is obviously why manfriend's family is relatable to me.....they all referred to it as a cock, just like me.

Unfortunately I had to take the cock from the neighbor. In the end, I went home with said cock. It will have a place of honor in my home, despite many side deals trying to lure it away from me. Manfriend ended up with the John Travolta classic..."The boy in the bubble".....oh, and popcorn! His stepmom did however, give him the barset he traded for, and a very old woman took from him, and in turn she took from the old woman.