Finally Friday. And I still feel like shit. And it's going to be one long ass mother fucking day. Reason one: I forgot my glasses so I can't see shit today. Reason two: I have to get through my day job then go to my night job. Fuck me! And it's not like I can sit on my ass all day tomorrow - I have to get to the Fox Lake train station and get my December train pass before noon. And Dennis is playing tomorrow night so that means I'll drive with him and be there extremely early. And it's supposed to snow tomorrow so that should add to all the fun.
Only worse today. I mean, when somebody says they feel like shit, they mean what I'm feeling right now. And, to top it all off, I have to work today.
My co-worker is out today. Vacation day. Which means that I can't be sick today. At least, that's what she told me yesterday after I had a hacking and sneezing attack late yesterday afternoon. And this is how the conversation went:
Me: *cough* *cough* *sneeze* *sneeze* *sneeze* *sneeze* *sneeze* Her: You know I'm not in tomorrow so you can't be sick tomorrow. Me: I'm sure my body got your memo and will respond to good health Her: I'm just saying you can't call in sick tomorrow. I won't be in. Me: Yea, I got that the last 10 times you told me. Her: I'm just reminding you. Me: Don't fucking worry about it. I'll be here if I'm dying. I'm here today, aren't I? Her: Yea, but tomorrow isn't today.
What the fuck? I can't say I won't be sick today but I can say I'll be at work today. Christ. What the fuck is it with people? The co-worker that has been pissing around and fucking up is gone and now the old co-worker is going to take her place in this conspiracy to drive me insane?
I've been coughing and hacking since mid-day yesterday. And it's only gotten worse. My voice is almost gone - and that's probably not a bad thing. Unfortunately for you guys it hasn't affected my typing fingers.
I'm so dreading what's about to become of the good ole boob tube once all of the "already in the can" shows have been aired. I can see it now - every flaky reality show that they can get their hands on will run non-stop until the stupid strike is over. More dancing shows, more girls fighting over each other to win the affections of a man they wouldn't even give the time of day if it weren't for prime time, more aging rockers trying to get fixed up with sleazy chicks, more Regis Philbin and another lame ass game show. Fuck! No more Grey's Anatomy, Nip/Tuck, Heroes, Lost, ER (which isn't a real heartbreaker), Chuck, etc, etc, etc...oh, but we'll still have American Idol. Fuck!
I guess it's just TV right? But, when it's 5 below zero outside with two feet of snow and all we're stuck watching is "Farting with the Stars" even something as lame as Private Practice will look good.
And I have a ton of shit to do. No big surprise there, right?
The holiday was good. Went to the mother in law's house and ate turkey. Worked Friday night, put up Christmas decorations on Saturday, worked Saturday night, watched football and had filet mignon and crab legs for dinner, and did absolutely nothing yesterday. And that's my weekend in a nutshell.
And there's my lovely tacky artificial Christmas tree. And it should be of no surprise that I'm all into artificial trees, right? Yea, I know where you're going with that.
Football Sunday was great. Of course, it's only because the Bears won a game. Now, let's see if they can finally go two in a row! Cedric Benson is out with an injury for the rest of the season, which sucks, but doesn't break my heart. I think they need to do something about that position anyway. And I would sit here and complain about Rex Grossman but I really can't. Yea, he started off pretty fucking shitty Sunday, but he finished it off and pulled one out of his ass. All I can say is Devin Hester - what a fucking incredible football player that guy is. You can't help but watch and get excited every time he gets the ball.
Anyway, I hope everybody had a great holiday but I have a stack of shit on my desk to get started on.
Today! Once today is over, I'm done until next Tuesday!
I'm really not looking forward to Thanksgiving. I really love spending Thanksgiving at home, like we did last year. Make our own turkey, make our own drinks, watch football - you know, the traditional Thanksgiving. We are spending Thanksgiving with the mother-in-law tomorrow and all of Dennis' family. Don't get me wrong, I like his family just fine. No problems there. But, they will never allow alcohol or TV on a holiday. Which means that we have to deal with everybody stone cold sober and no football. So, you can see why I would prefer to spend it at home with just me, Dennis, and Leo. At least this year we're only about 5 minutes away from his mom's house so we don't have a long drive. And, I'm still thinking that I might fend the ole "I don't feel good" thing so we can slip out of there early. Is that horrible? If so, I guess I'm a horrible person then. And it's not like we won't be spending Christmas with them too so what's the big deal, right?
Anyway, I hope everybody has a great Thanksgiving!
Oh, I almost forgot!! A picture of Kim's (cleosmama) goal tattoo! Each star represents a five pound loss. Way to go Kim!
Alright, only two more days of work this week (not counting the part time job)!
So, I'm sitting here, all alone in the office. Boss and co-worker are all out this morning. Which gave me time to play with the new picture slideshow here on this page!! Can't see it? Scroll down, look on the right side of the page under my links. I still need to figure what pictures I want to add to the thing, but this was just a quick little pick.
Well, since I just wasted about an hour doing the slideshow thing I figure I better get to work on this pile of shit I have sitting on my desk. And it's beginning to stink too so I better get shoveling.
How I hate Monday's? I survived the weekend. But I feel like shit today - and I mean real shit. Not feces, not crap, not poo, but shit. Yes, it's that time of the month again and I'm crampy, bloaty, and just generally cranky. My boss and co-worker are going to love me today. But, I guess I should be happy that it didn't hit on Friday before going to work. Or on Sunday when it was my day off. Or Thursday when I would have felt way too icky to enjoy Thanksgiving. But, if it would have been Thursday morning instead of this morning it would have been a great excuse to stay home for Thanksgiving.
And I can't believe how fast that one day off goes. It was over before I even knew what happened. But, that's okay. I'll have Thursday, Friday and next Monday off from my "day" job but will have to work Friday and Saturday at my "night" job. Fuck. Too many fucking jobs. This weekend went okay though. Friday was pretty slow and I only made about $50 bucks. But Saturday was better and I made about $130. So, I guess $180 dollars for the weekend isn't bad, right? I do have to say, though, that yesterday the backs of my legs and my feet were so sore I didn't even feel like leaving the house. But, that's not unusual since I probably would never leave the house if I didn't have to. I made a big sirloin tip roast and beef noodles for dinner yesterday then watched the Bears lose. Again. I guess I shouldn't be shocked. They haven't managed to win two games in a row all season.
I'm happy it's Friday, but still Friday's just don't hold the charm they did two weeks ago. Now my day de jour is Sunday. My only day off now. Tonight is gonna be tough. The "main" waitress is off this weekend which means I'm going to have to really hustle some ass tonight and I'm kinda nervous about it. It's going to get crazy and I just hope I don't fuck up too bad. So, say a little prayer for me that I don't spill anything on anybody, I don't forget to bring anything to anybody, and I don't tell anybody to fuck off - not even once, tonight. Thanks!
It's been just as busy at my "real" job (I only say real because it's the one I go to more often and have been at for almost five years now) lately since we're down a person. The past two days have been nuts trying to figure out where she left off with things and fixing everything that was broken. At least the bossman is going to be out most of the morning so it's a good opportunity to really catch up on things. Speaking of which, I guess I should probably get going on that.
Okay, now this has got to be the dumbest news story ever. Okay, maybe not ever but it ranks right up there.
A city in Australia is making their Santa's quit using the phrase "Ho Ho Ho" and to say "Ha Ha Ha" instead. Why you might ask? Because it offends women. Or, more like prostitutes. No joke. Seriously, how many prostitutes visit Santa anyway? And what the hell are they asking Santa for? A new crack pipe? Clean sheets? Penicillin? What?
Anyway, I found that little tidbit extremely amusing. And stupid. And I'm sure anybody with half a brain would also find it stupid. The very notion of how stupid it is as popular as being the only person with a lighter in a crack house.
Well, yes, it's true. The new co-worker is no longer with us. And, since I have no idea who has gotten their grubby little hands on my blog address, I should probably not say much about that here. The only thing I will say is that it sucks that I have more work piled onto me at the moment. Glad things are slowing down a little bit at work with the weather. That's a bonus.
Well, I guess I better get to it. I have another busy day ahead of me!
Great. Just peachy. New co-worker is out today with a sick kid. As if I didn't have enough of my own work to do.
Oh well. That's the way it goes I guess. I'm amazed - I still have 3.5 days left of vacation! I usually have them all spent long before Labor Day. Now I just have to figure out how to spend them! I need to find out when Dennis won't be working and have a day off with him. Maybe do something fun, who knows. I think it should be a Monday since I have to work Friday and Saturday nights now. And I think I'll do it right after Thanksgiving - yea, I'll take one day the Monday following Thanksgiving and take that day to do my Christmas decorating. Yea, that's it, that's what I'll do.
I forgot to mention in my entry yesterday about an incident that I noticed while at the grocery store Sunday. There was a woman standing in line in front of me with, I'm not sure - could have been her friend, sister, daughter, who knows. Anyway, the woman had a brand new leather Coach bag (I looked it up - it's the exact same one she had for $528 dollars) with new leather Coach boots (Again, I looked them up - $528 dollars) and wearing Seven for All Mankind jeans. Anyway, I know exactly what they were because here's the conversation she had with the girl she was with:
Woman 1: I still can't believe I bought the bag and the boots yesterday! Woman 2: I can't either! Let me see the boots again. Woman 1: Pulls up her jeans a little exposing the boots. Woman 2: Those are so cool! I can't wait until I can afford a pair. Woman 1: I know! The purse and boots set me back an entire weeks salary, but so worth it. (Woman 1 must make about $1,100 a week) Woman 2: I think I'm going to go back this weekend and buy the wallet! Oh, and I need to go to Nordstroms and get another pair of jeans. I really love these jeans. Woman 1: Blah Woman 2: Blah
And this is all fine and good. I mean, if you have the money to spend on it, why not, right? Well, not so fast. They get through the checkout line with a food bill of $185 dollars and guess what? She hands the checker FOOD STAMPS! I was shocked. So, we know from her conversation that she makes at least $1,100 a week, buys expensive clothes and bags, but uses food stamps to pay for her groceries? Oh, wait, there's more to the conversation:
Woman 1: We better take it easy this week on the food. I don't get more stamps for a couple weeks.
Now, I ask you, what the fuck is this world coming to?
I'm really tired today, but a lot better than yesterday! At least today I feel like something human. Friday night, I started my new part time job. It went okay - I didn't really do a lot but follow the owner around like a puppy dog. Then at around 9:00 she let me take a table while she stood by and watched. I did okay - forgot a lot of things, and didn't know how to answer some of the questions but I made 20 bucks!
Saturday morning, I got up and cleaned the house. Dennis was long gone to the music store to teach guitar. Now, this is how anal I am - I took a copy of the menu home from Friday night to study it. I decided to make some cards up by scanning the entire menu and placing all the appetisers and salad on the front of one card (with the prices), on the back the Steak and Pork Chop selections. On the second card front I put the pastas and dinners, on the back the sandwiches and desserts. Then a third card with the draft beers on one side and the wines on the back so I would know the prices and selections. Saturday, I started out having a table here and there, and wound up having a couple at a time. The nice thing is I made $100 dollars on Saturday. The owner looked a little disappointed, saying that she thought I would have made more than that. But, I was fucking happy.
We got home at around 12:30 Saturday night, then up again at 5:30 Sunday morning so the guy we've been storing stuff for finally came up with a van to get it all. Then grocery shopping, a trip to Walmart...wow, I'm tired again just recapping it all! We wound up getting 2 pounds of crab legs and a couple fillets from the grocery store to have while we watched the Bears game yesterday. Once the food was made and we ate, I parked my dog tired sore ass on the couch with my blanket and didn't move for about 5 hours!
Not sure what to make of Grossman coming in as quarterback yesterday though. He did pretty good- but that's what he always does. Comes in strong, finishes like a wimp. We'll see what happens next week. Haven't heard if Griese is going to be back with his injury. I guess at this point it really doesn't matter. But, it would be nice to see them win at least two games in a row!
Thank God, it's Friday. The biggest cliche ever known to man. But also the most appropriate cliche known to man. Even though I have to go from my day job to my new night job tonight, I'm still glad it's Friday.
I'm getting more and more frustrated by the new co-worker. It's not that she's doing a bad job - it's just that she's sloppy as hell in her work. We had a talk yesterday morning about a few things that I noticed while she was gone - little things that we've been over countless times in the past. The problem is that she has done none of what we talked about yesterday. And it's really starting to piss me off.
Anyway, I found an apron last night at Hannah's in Antioch. I just decided to stop in there just to see and I found something that should work out fine. So, we'll see how tonight goes! Maybe after tonight I won't even need it - but, hopefully, I won't get fired on my first day!
I hope everybody has a good weekend! And I don't care if they suck:
Woah, am I tired today! I'm not sure why because I got plenty of sleep last night. Perhaps it had something to do with Dennis not getting home until about 10:45 last night and we stayed up until 11:30. Then up at 5:00am. So, I take back my first statement that I got plenty of sleep last night because, obviously, I didn't!
The boss is in early today which means that I'll have a ton of stuff to do right away. So far, so good. He hasn't harassed me for anything!
I'm having the worst luck finding an apron for my new part time job starting tomorrow. I went to Walmart last night and looked around, no luck. They had a dingy white one and a denim one but neither had pockets. I considered, for about five minutes, getting some fabric and sewing pockets on it but my brain actually thought that one over for a minute. It would look like shit. And, frankly, I don't relish the thought of looking like shit - you can't get decent tips if you look like an idiot, right? I did find one place that had them - a scrub store in Hawthorn Mall. Unfortunately, I work about 10 minutes from there but I don't have a car here to buzz over there to pick one up! And, if I go from home to Hawthorn Mall it takes about 40 minutes. And, really, I don't want to blow the gas or the time to do that. There HAS to be someplace closer that has a freakin' apron! I just have to do my best today to find it! So, dear little blog readers, if you find yourself completely bored today and want to give an old friend (or a new friend) a hand, look into this for me, will ya? Thanks. Oh, and I need one with pockets.
Well, I better get to work. Only two more days of hell. Wait, that's wrong. I have to work, basically, from 7:30 until about 10:00 pm tomorrow. Then again from 5:00 until 10:00 Saturday night. Fuck. My hell hasn't even started yet!
Ordinarily, I would be looking forward to the weekend. This weekend - not so much. Mostly because the only day off I'll now have is on Sunday. I do have to say, however, that it could be worse - I could have to work on Football Sunday. Although, with the way the Bears have been playing that might not be such a bad thing.
And for all you out there that seriously thought that was Dennis dressed up as Spiderman yesterday, get your head out of your ass. If I was married to that do you really think I would post his picture and admit it was my husband? You are aware that gullible isn't in the dictionary too, right?
Anyway, the new co-worker is out again today - she has to go take her P&C test so I guess I better get to it considering I have to do the work of two people today.
So, my day is going to be shit. The co-worker is out today and tomorrow. Today, she is home preparing for her insurance license and tomorrow she takes the test.
I would totally be shocked if she passes it the first time out. There's a lot of studying to do and I'm sure she's not prepared. I mean, she's not prepared when she comes into work, why would the test be any different? I shouldn't say that. That wasn't nice at all. But, she hasn't really studied for it yet and she told me she didn't understand a lot when she went to the class. I just wish I would have known I was going to have to do her work today. Then at least I could have gotten some things I have to do for my own job done before leaving yesterday. Fucking shit.
Dennis is at home sick today. Poor guy. He's been puking since about 3am.
Oh, I have my Halloween pictures downloaded and ready to show you!
Here I am, dressed as Wonder Woman. I'm so hot baby!
There's only one upside to this Monday morning - it was light outside when I left the house. But, that also brings a downside - it's going to feel a lot later when I leave tonight. Fucking shit.
My weekend was actually pretty full. Friday night, however, was not. We stayed in and did nothing. Dennis had to get up early on Saturday and I had a bunch of stuff to do as well.
Saturday, I went to Kim's for her annual Partylite party. And, even though I promised myself I wouldn't spend anything Dennis asked me to keep it under $35 bucks. And I did. To my utter astonishment. It was fun - although, I ate too much crap while I was there. Nothing unusual about that, right?
After her party I had to high tail it over to the salon and get something done with the disaster sitting on top of my head called hair. I actually darkened it quite a bit and it looks a lot better. She really took her time and we talked at great length before she started anything. And, I was wise this time and made sure I knew the cost before starting. She first asked me, point blank, how often I wanted to come in for touch ups. I told her no more than every 7-8 weeks. She pointed out with my current color I would have to do it a lot more often than that to keep it looking good, and it would be more expensive since the base color would also have to be redone. I didn't like that idea, so we decided to make the base color more of my natural color with highlights thrown in. At first, it was kind of a shock, and I'll post some pictures here so you have have an idea of what it looks like - but bear in mind, the camera and lighting makes it look a lot lighter than it actually is.
She also talked me into buying this crap to put in my hair that I absolutely love called SilkySexyHair. It's a defrizzer that you can use when it's wet and when it's dry. I put a little bit in before I blow dry, then after it's styled I use a little more. Then a few hours after it's all dried and set, I use a tad more to really make it shiny and silky! If you need a defrizzer, I would highly recommend it. And here's the best part - she only charged me $95 dollars for the color job! That, I can deal with.
Oh, now for the really big news: I finally got a part time job. Yes, it's true. From now on my Friday and Saturday nights are going to be a whole lot busier. We went to dinner at the steakhouse Dennis will be playing his acoustic thing at in a few weeks and the owner (who we've known for a long long time - since before she owned the place) casually mentioned she needed to find a server. Okay, my mind started to think fast - steakhouse? People will spend a lot of money in a steakhouse, right? Which also means the tips should be pretty good. I told her, I'll do it! It's only on Friday nights from 6-10 (originally she said 5, but I don't get home from work until 4:45 so I didn't see that happening) and Saturday nights from 5-10. So, it shouldn't be too bad. I haven't waited tables, though, for a million years. And I don't know if I'll like doing that but if I could even make $100 to $150 bucks a weekend on tips, that would really help us out.
Well, I better get to work before I only have a part time job!
Wow, I can't believe it's actually November already. Where the fuck did the past year go? It seems like yesterday we moved but, really, it was almost 11 months ago now. Summer went by way too fast. Unfortunately, winter seems to always take forever.
Nothing really planned for the weekend except going to Kim's Saturday for a candle party thingy, then going to have the owner of the salon that I last went to (where I liked the haircut the girl gave me) look at my hair and see what she recommends. Wow, yay, big plans there, right? Then nothing else planned. Shit. I need to start doing more things - getting more active instead of sitting on my ass watching TV and playing video games.
I'm seriously hoping that Dennis will be in a decent mood this weekend instead of the crabby ass guy he's been lately. I understand his crabbiness, I do. I've been pretty much a bitch lately myself. But it's starting to wear on me. I'm going to force him to have a nice weekend if he wants to or not! How I'll go about doing that, I have no fucking idea. I mean, I have a few ideas but nothing I want to share here!
So, Grey's Anatomy. I'm so fucking sick of the whole Meredith and McDreamy drama I could puke. Stay together, split up, I don't fucking care - just pick a side and stick with it! She's such a pain in the ass. Oh, boo fucking hoo my daddy left my mommy and had another family and largely ignored me. Waaahhh. Now I'm going to let him ruin my entire life because I'm so fucking insecure and have so many abandonment issues that I push my boyfriend aside in favor of Christina *gag*. Seriously bitch. This side of two years ago you were whining, "pick me, choose me, love me". So he does, and then she treats him like dog shit. What a fucked up bitch.
But, I'm getting so much amusement out of George and Izzy having trouble doing the deed. I don't think they'll ever have sex again because they were fucking drunk and stupid the first time. And I think George is an idiot for dumping Callie for Izzy. Callie is hot, I think, and Izzy is just bizarre in looks and in personality. How can any man, gay or not, be attracted to somebody so self involved? And if any of you say, "I dunno - let's ask Dennis" I'll kick your ass.
I got visited by so many famous and infamous people last night I don't know where to start.
Let's see - there was Osama Bin Laden (yes, one teenage boy was dressed as that), Superman (a twist, however, he was dressed in a business suit, hat with a press pass, and the tie askew, with the shirt unbuttoned revealing a big S on a t-shirt), and Jesus Christ, to name a few. Of course, Jesus introduced his "wife" to us - actually, the tricksters girlfriend dressed in a long robe. I was a little perplexed, however, considering I wasn't actually aware that Jesus had a wife.
And there was the myriad of princesses, ghosts, vampires, spiders, pumpkins, and hookers. Well, I'm not sure if they were hookers because Dennis insists that they didn't charge him, but whatever.
It started the minute I got home! There were tricksters in my driveway when I pulled in. I got the four bags of Reses Peanut Butter Cups (the full size, not those tiny bullshit ones) and one bag of Kit Kat bars in a bowl and just stood by the door. I didn't bother to sit down because once I did, the doorbell was ringing again. This started at 4:45 and by 5:45 we were damned near out of candy so I sent Dennis out to get a couple more bags. We wound up with about 5 mini sized Milky Way bars left over. Which isn't bad considering I bought two bags of candy last year and only had one single trick or treater. Of course, living in the neighborhood we now do it's not surprising that we had a lot of tricksters. What surprised me the most was the age of some of these clowns (oh, yea, saw lots of clowns last night). I swear one group of kids had to be nearing the end of their high school years. Which is fine - it didn't bother me because I really didn't want a ton of candy left over and they generally had the most amusing costumes.
Then, after all the trick or treaters were done for the evening we sat down to watch some TV. Apparently, the last station we watched before turning the TV off the night before was VH1. And, to my horror and utter amusement, what was on VH1 when we turned the TV on? Showgirls. Yes, that's right. The epitome of bad acting and even worse directing. But, what made it special last night is it was the cut version with bikini tops painted on and all the nasty stuff cut out. Which made the movie exactly 28 minutes long. Okay, that's an exaggeration, but you get where I'm going with this.
But the absolute worst part of my TV viewing last night is I saw my first Christmas commercial. Yes, the ink is still wet on the candy wrappers and they're already starting to shove Christmas down our throats. I guess we better get used to it. It's going to be a long two months before the holiday actually hits.
