cheers

I was thinking about skipping today but then the anal girl in me that has not missed a day yet since I started this kicked in. I really have nothing exciting to add to the blog world as I am packing up for the night to head out to my mom's (the one who is NOT a garden tool) for some drinking festivities. She is having a girly party tonight and guess what...I'm NOT coming home...which means a sleep in day tomorrow...WAHOOOO.

Pet Peeves

I can go from zero to SUPER annoyed in about 2 seconds. Not many things set me off like this but I do have a few hot buttons.

Such as.

People who laugh for no reason at all. There are 2 ladies I work with that are NOTORIOUS for this. Drives me bat shit crazy. They will transfer a call and laugh when they give me the name of the person on the phone. Ask how they are and they are fine with a giggle at the end. Seriously....why are you so nervous? Do you have a body in your car?

My husband answering a questions with the sound "eh" I asked you a question that requires a yes or no response...do NOT make a noise that sounds somewhere in between...unless of course you just want me to pick the answer I like best....."But honey you said YES when I asked if I could go shopping"

My mother....it is safe to post this because she really only reads when I send her the link to a really good post....My mother has a habit (that I don't think she is aware of) of bringing my sister up every time I do something that she wishes that my sister would or could do...it makes me feel like crap. For example...most recently my Christmas cards that I put together from Shutterfly..."those are So cute. sigh. I wish L would do something like that" or when we take the kids somewhere...."sigh....I wish L would do that with her kids" Okay, when you say this to me you make me feel guilty and then I get pissed.

Empty wine bottles. MAN that chaps my ass.

Thinking about the fact that Stephenie Meyer may or may not finish Midnight Sun. Gets my panties all in a bunch whenever I think about not ever reading Edward's version of Twilight.

Oh here is a good one....at work.....people who call me and immediately start chirping my ear off without telling me what their name is....or pretend like they are the ONLY person that I am dealing with that day.

I know there is something I am forgetting.....yeah, forgetting things gets on my nerves too....

What are your pet peeves?

Dear Diary Thursday

I had so much fun with this last week that I figured I would give it another go this week. I'm going to try and go easy on my poor mom this week. I feel the need to remind...spelling and grammar are as is....

May 10, 1990 (8th grade)
Me and Dalin =5 weeks today. Jason A likes me and he is cute but he is not my type, he smokes AND drinks. Dalin used to smoke I think, but he quit. Shannon is coming to my pool party but Dalin can't because he is going to W Virgina. And now time for self analysis. Yes I did actually have a boyfriend named Dalin. Bless his heart he was SO sweet. I still know Jason A in my adult life--he is now a youth minister in a church. Smoking AND drinking in 8th grade? Yowza. You know...those boys that smoke...never were my type...which is why I made Joe quit when we got together.

May 25th, 1990
"Me and Dalin =7 weeks and we are in a big fight right now cuz he found out that I sat next to Troy at the movies and had a COW. I told him I wuz sorry but it seems best to break up because Im going to Jersey in Jan. But I really do love him alot." ahhhh, young love. So sweet that I had to break up with him to go flirt with boys on my Christmas vacation visiting my dad.

Sept 30th, 1990 (big bad freshman now)
Sorry I havent writtan in awhile. Jade is a MAJOR jerk. I dont like Mike anymore. Joe J really wants me to go out with him. I like Mark S and I think he likes me. The band got all the major awards but one. Angie likes Eric G and I think he likes her too. Um wow. That is a lot of boys mentioned in one day. Yes, I also had a boyfriend named Jade...where did I FIND these guys...oh that's right...Newark. This does answer one question for me....the Joe J mentioned above friended me on facebook a few weeks ago. I knew I knew him but could not remember why...I guess it is because he still carries unrequited love for me after all this time.....

Nov 3rd, 1990
Me and Andy broke up a long time ago. I dont know who I like now. Jason B is cute but he is a major pain in the ass. Ang likes my ex Brian. YUCK Apparently 9th grade is the year I went ape shit boy crazy. Good thing I was a good girl through high school (no, really) the slut potential here is out of control.

March 10, 1991 (this one cracks me UP)

Me and Matt = 1 week and 2 days. We went and saw Kindergarden Cop today. I kissed Matt 7 times. Joyce and Bridie are becoming my best friends. Me and them got drunk last night, Matt was really mad. Ohhhhh Matt. Sigh. He was (and probably still is) SO hot. And really??...drunk??...I totally remember this night. It was a HUGE glass of orange juice with like half a shot of peach schnapps. What a lush.

Well kids, this once again was a fun trip down memory lane. Let's do it again next week, same time, same place

Alarm sounds....

Wait, who am I kidding. We never wake up to an alarm anymore....in fact I don't even remember waking up to an alarm. Okay....let me start over.

3:00 am- "Mommmmyyyyyyyyyy" get Mallory, bring her in bed with us.
4:00- Evil dog downstairs starts barking. Joe gets up to let him out
5:00- Pierce rolls in. Climbs into bed with us, disturbs dog in bed who growls and attempts to bite toes
5:30-Joe gets up. One or both children are usually awake...have learned that TIVO shows can now be watched in our room-demand Transformers, Imagination Movers Mickey Mouse be put on TV (Mallory wins...no shock there)
5:45 "I'm ready to go downstairs" "It is not time to go downstairs yet, mommy still has to shower and get ready for work"
5:50 "Mallory let's go PLAY"
5:51 disturb dog in bed who growls and attempts to bite toes
6:00 drag ass out of bed. stumble blindly into shower
6-6:10 tell Pierce NOT to help his sister in and out of her crib, that she can get hurt. Finish shower, stumble back into bedroom
6:10-6:15- Put makeup sometimes with Mallory's help, sometimes not. Tell children NOT to sit so close to the edge of Pierce's bed (I remember thinking a loft bed with a slide was a GREAT idea)
6:20-6:30-get kids dress. Here Pierce remind me that he only likes shirts with "something on it" (a character of some sort) Have him remind me how to put his socks on properly
6:30 head downstairs. Hot mess at the bottom while evil dog downstairs tries to see if today is the day Scarlet will love him. Nope.
6:30-6:45- While putting Mallory's hair up "I want a pop tart, no some cereal, no a donut" (they get a REAL breakfast at school" "I want my milk" I want juice mommy...the juice goes in first, THEN the water"
6:45-feed Scarlet...while placing her food on the floor, catch Stitch when he comes running to eat it, (HAHAHA) put him in cage
6:45-6:50 kids in car "I want my pop tart/cereal/donut" I want my milk/juice" "can you put Wall-E on?"
6:50 start car. "Mommy, put Wall-E on, can you turn it up?"
6:50-7:10 Answer the same questions that I answered yesterday. Including but not limited to
"Why is Wall-E a robot?
"Why does Eve like that plant?"
"Where is that airplane going"
"Why do you have to show that guy your card to get to my school?"
7:15 Drop kids off. Head to work.

Lather. Rinse. Repeat

I've been tagged!!

I have been tagged by my sweet new blogger friend Stephanie from Star and a Wish to give up 7 random things about myself. If I tag you, I hope you will do the same!

1)I met my husband Joe on a blind date. A blind date that I was very against going on. You know, because I did not need someone to hook me up with a boy.

2)Prior to dating Joe, I have had 3 serious boyfriends. They were all named David. (look out Gina)

3)I don't cook. I can make a mean salsa and really good chicken and noodles but that is it.

4)I hate to fly. I hate it so much that I have to be drunk or medicated (or both) to be able to do it without totally freaking out. I used to date a pilot

5)I almost got kicked out of my sorority in college before I was even initiated because I was a bitch to the older girls....shocker right? I then went on to hold 3 respectable offices.

6)I stumbled onto the knot.com while planning my wedding and 7 years later I have met and am best friends with "some of those Internet girls"

7)I hate needles. I have to lay down if I need to have blood drawn. However I do have 3 tattoos.

I am going to tag.....

Amy (she is a new blogger and needs something to do)
American in Norway
TracyP
Yaya
Mel (cuz the bitch ignored me last time)

I'm cutting it off at 5....because I don't follow rules well.
Ready......GO

I wanna blog makeover

Angela over at Bringing Creativity is having a give-a-way for a blog makeover. Don't bother entering because I'm going to win but I need to post HERE to get 2 entries! Again, don't bother entering....yes.....Im competitive....
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Dont Let the Face Fool you.....This is Pure Evil

I have told you all about my dog that bites here. I figured it would only be fair to give my other dog his moment to shine. Let me introduce you to Stitch. Just like his namesake he is evil. No really....PURE EVIL.

This right here is 4 pounds of rotten. When we first saw him on the breeders website and saw that his name was Stitch we knew he was ours. At the time the kids were in love with Lilo and Stitch. We dipped into the kids college fund to pay for him (KIDDING) and brought him home with us. Something so small and sweet could certainly not rule the house right? Oh wait...I just described Mallory too.

Anyways.....fast forward just over a year. While we truly do love this dog here are a few things that make him a total pain in the ass he could work on.

After a year....he still shits in our house. He has been known to eat his own crap, you know, with the same mouth he kisses my children with. He has not yet learned that Scarlet hates him, and will always hate him, and does not WANT to play. Despite the fact that he has numerous toys, his favorite thing to chew on are the kids' toys and my books. He will take food and possibly a finger right out of your hands at the speed of light and be gone before you even realize what has happened. He eats his dog food from the bottom of the bowl up....getting it ALL over the kitchen floor...He knows when you are getting ready to put him in his "house" and runs like hell so you cant catch him. He begins complaining to get out of said house around 4am. Loudly. What may shorten his life span though is his constant mission to destroy the cats. He thinks he was put on this earth to torment them. He guards the cat door like he is on border patrol and if he even SEES a cat will dart through it to chase them back down the steps. If he suspects they are near the cat door he will fly off of the back of the couch barking like Cujo to make sure they are not thinking about coming upstairs. The only time they get out of the basement is when he is in his house.

A few endearing trademarks are what saves him....When you give him a treat, he runs around the house with it is his mouth growling like a bad ass...cracks me up. When you are telling him how rotten he is he cocks his head to the side like he is really understanding (not so much caring about) what you have to say. Every night around 8 he jumps up on Joe, gets right up in his face and makes these little growls because he wants to play. Unlike Scarlet, the kids can pet him without fear of getting bitten.

He probably could have benefited from some obedience training....hmmm....maybe his Aunt Gina who I know will be reading this will come and take him to doggy boot camp for awhile....

Happy Monday all. Sorry all you get today is a dog blog....that is all I can come up with this early in the week.