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Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Updates and more...
Merry Christmas! Is that very un-PC of me? Oh, well, I don't care. I celebrate Christmas, so I'm gonna say , "Merry Christmas!" and anyone who takes offense can suck my left big toe. :) Happy New Year, too! Ha ha!
Anyway, an update is needed, I suppose, for the random anonymous people who are secretly following my blog. :D My daughter is back in school, and loving it! She is such a social creature. The teachers and other students are glad to have her back as well. Yeah!
My son is almost walking, and can say, "Momma" and "Dada." He's too adorable. Too bad he never sees his Dad to apply his new-found vocabulary. But he reaches for me and says, "Momma" and when I pick him up, he hugs me. I love being a Mom!
My soon-to-be-ex-husband is still the same old guy. He still smokes pot constantly, he still has no job, no GED, no DL, nothing. He technically lives with his Mom, but she and his sister complain that he's never home! Welcome to my world! Ha ha!
My boyfriend, on the other hand, is wonderful. He is exactly what I want and need in my life. I am very happy with him, and he has told me that he's happy too. :) Yeah!
Holiday plans: After I finally get off work tomorrow, I am having Christmas Eve dinner with my boyfriend and his parents at their place (the kids too!), then going home to do whatever with my family (my sister-in-law and I are still planning the "whatever"). Later that night, after the festivities with his family, my boyfriend will come and crash at my place. Christmas morning, we will open presents with the kids (honestly, that's the best part of Christmas... the look on your kids' faces as they open presents... best part, hands down), and have Christmas lunch/dinner with my family (we'll probably play games as well... that's what we do, that's how we roll). Sometime on Christmas day, we will go see my boyfriend's parents again, and the kids will open their gifts from them. The day after Christmas, I have to work (fun, fun), but after work, I'm taking the kids to my son's Granny's house for food and presents. I assume my son will stay for the night, if not the weekend (his Granny loves to have him, and his cousins love to see him). I'll also give my daughter's Grandma a call and see if she wants to see my daughter this weekend at all. If I have a kid-free night, I'll spend it with my boyfriend, as always. :)
It seems a lot less exciting when I type it out like that, and of course, my words cannot really relay my anticipation. I love the holidays. From Halloween to Easter, it's my favorite time of the year. :)
I wonder what my boyfriend has planned for us for New Year's Eve?
Later, all.
Anyway, an update is needed, I suppose, for the random anonymous people who are secretly following my blog. :D My daughter is back in school, and loving it! She is such a social creature. The teachers and other students are glad to have her back as well. Yeah!
My son is almost walking, and can say, "Momma" and "Dada." He's too adorable. Too bad he never sees his Dad to apply his new-found vocabulary. But he reaches for me and says, "Momma" and when I pick him up, he hugs me. I love being a Mom!
My soon-to-be-ex-husband is still the same old guy. He still smokes pot constantly, he still has no job, no GED, no DL, nothing. He technically lives with his Mom, but she and his sister complain that he's never home! Welcome to my world! Ha ha!
My boyfriend, on the other hand, is wonderful. He is exactly what I want and need in my life. I am very happy with him, and he has told me that he's happy too. :) Yeah!
Holiday plans: After I finally get off work tomorrow, I am having Christmas Eve dinner with my boyfriend and his parents at their place (the kids too!), then going home to do whatever with my family (my sister-in-law and I are still planning the "whatever"). Later that night, after the festivities with his family, my boyfriend will come and crash at my place. Christmas morning, we will open presents with the kids (honestly, that's the best part of Christmas... the look on your kids' faces as they open presents... best part, hands down), and have Christmas lunch/dinner with my family (we'll probably play games as well... that's what we do, that's how we roll). Sometime on Christmas day, we will go see my boyfriend's parents again, and the kids will open their gifts from them. The day after Christmas, I have to work (fun, fun), but after work, I'm taking the kids to my son's Granny's house for food and presents. I assume my son will stay for the night, if not the weekend (his Granny loves to have him, and his cousins love to see him). I'll also give my daughter's Grandma a call and see if she wants to see my daughter this weekend at all. If I have a kid-free night, I'll spend it with my boyfriend, as always. :)
It seems a lot less exciting when I type it out like that, and of course, my words cannot really relay my anticipation. I love the holidays. From Halloween to Easter, it's my favorite time of the year. :)
I wonder what my boyfriend has planned for us for New Year's Eve?
Later, all.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Updating the Madness
I haven't posted in a while, so I thought a quick little update would be appreciated. Everything's fine, with work, with home, with my relationship. Well... ok, not so fine...
At work, I'm not getting enough in tips. They usually only give me a 4-table section, and cut me first, after just a couple of hours. So, while I am averaging about 15% in tips, it's low because my guest count is low. I'm getting pissed off. I want a 6-table section, and I want to stay longer, be 2nd or 3rd cut... or even 4th or closer. I need the money, I have bills to pay, mortgage to catch up, and of course, Christmas is coming up, and I have a cartload of presents to buy... 2 kids, 2 nephews, my mom, 2 brothers, 2 sisters, my son's family, my daughter's family, my boyfriend, and his family, friends, a Christmas party at work, my daughter wants to go to the Nutcracker, etc., etc., etc... The list goes on and on... How am I supposed to afford even a fraction of that entire list if I'm only making $20 a shift? So, ok, work isn't fine... it sucks. I've been contemplating looking for a better job on my days off. You know, a job where I can give myself a manicure, and it'll last longer than 24 hours. :(
And home, well, it is home. My mom and I should NOT live together. I want to get my own place and move out, but I'm wracked with guilt, because a) she's blind, and b) I want to help catch up the bills. Of course, since I'm making so little at work, I've caught everything up except the mortgage, and if I continue to make so little, I'll never get the mortgage caught up, and we'll lose the house. That sucks. Of course, I think mom would sell before it actually foreclosed... But it would still suck to lose the house. And I still want my own place. No, I NEED my own place. I need to prove to everyone, especially myself, that I CAN be an independent woman, and that I can take care of myself and my kids without my family's help. Yes, I'll have State assistance, but that's to be expected with a single mom these days. My daughter's back in school (and loving it!), I'll put my son in daycare (I think he'd like that, actually), I'll live in the State funded housing, I'll have food stamps and Medicare, and I'll work my butt off. I can do this... I've done it before, twice. When my daughter was 2-3, I lived on my own for a year and a half, and again, when she was 6-7, I made it on my own for over a year. I know I can do this, and this time, with a real job, no roommate, and a stubborn fierceness that's growing day by day. I CAN do this, I WILL do this, and I'll prove EVERYONE wrong.
My relationship is going fine, it really is. We see each other a lot, and spend the night when we can. He's open-minded enough to at least try things I like (he's going to read Persuasion by Jane Austen... I love that book), and I try the things he likes as well. Some of them I like (like NIN) and some of them are OK (like sushi), and some them I don't like (like... well, I can't think of anything he's had me try yet that I don't like... cool...) (Ok, I just thought of one... the green tea at the sushi restaurant was bland and disgusting... sorry hun, but I didn't like it at all...). Ok, moving on... We have the occasional disagreement or misunderstanding, but we communicate, we talk it out, and we resolve the issue. He tells me when I'm being ridiculous, and I tell him when he's being a jerk, and we simply correct our behavior instead of getting offended (well, I sometimes get a little hurt, he can be blunt, but I still correct my behavior, and he cheers me right up). He's great with my kids, and they seem to like him too. For example, Thursday evening (at my mom's suggestion, of course), my boyfriend pinned me down and he and my daughter tickled me for about half an hour! I was laughing so hard my sides hurt! It was fun.
My boyfriend and I are doing very well, and for those of you who haven't heard, for my birthday (Nov. 25), he gave me a bright red bathrobe and matching slippers. He says red looks nice on me. The bathrobe and slippers, however, have significance; I can't bring them home... they stay at his house, hanging on a hook on the back of his bedroom door, right next to his bathrobe. :) I love it! It’s the perfect gift... significant without being committal... nice. He also gave me a 60-day WoW card, so we can play WoW together... yeah! He's such a great boyfriend... intelligent, funny, affectionate, socially adept, considerate, intuitive... I can go on and on... I'm really happy with him, and I like him a lot.
So, all in all, my crazy world is going on as it always does, and I'm struggling forward, one step at a time, trying to get to a peaceful, secure place in my life. I'll get there one day; even if that day is the day I die... I will get there. And I'll enjoy every moment along the way. :)
At work, I'm not getting enough in tips. They usually only give me a 4-table section, and cut me first, after just a couple of hours. So, while I am averaging about 15% in tips, it's low because my guest count is low. I'm getting pissed off. I want a 6-table section, and I want to stay longer, be 2nd or 3rd cut... or even 4th or closer. I need the money, I have bills to pay, mortgage to catch up, and of course, Christmas is coming up, and I have a cartload of presents to buy... 2 kids, 2 nephews, my mom, 2 brothers, 2 sisters, my son's family, my daughter's family, my boyfriend, and his family, friends, a Christmas party at work, my daughter wants to go to the Nutcracker, etc., etc., etc... The list goes on and on... How am I supposed to afford even a fraction of that entire list if I'm only making $20 a shift? So, ok, work isn't fine... it sucks. I've been contemplating looking for a better job on my days off. You know, a job where I can give myself a manicure, and it'll last longer than 24 hours. :(
And home, well, it is home. My mom and I should NOT live together. I want to get my own place and move out, but I'm wracked with guilt, because a) she's blind, and b) I want to help catch up the bills. Of course, since I'm making so little at work, I've caught everything up except the mortgage, and if I continue to make so little, I'll never get the mortgage caught up, and we'll lose the house. That sucks. Of course, I think mom would sell before it actually foreclosed... But it would still suck to lose the house. And I still want my own place. No, I NEED my own place. I need to prove to everyone, especially myself, that I CAN be an independent woman, and that I can take care of myself and my kids without my family's help. Yes, I'll have State assistance, but that's to be expected with a single mom these days. My daughter's back in school (and loving it!), I'll put my son in daycare (I think he'd like that, actually), I'll live in the State funded housing, I'll have food stamps and Medicare, and I'll work my butt off. I can do this... I've done it before, twice. When my daughter was 2-3, I lived on my own for a year and a half, and again, when she was 6-7, I made it on my own for over a year. I know I can do this, and this time, with a real job, no roommate, and a stubborn fierceness that's growing day by day. I CAN do this, I WILL do this, and I'll prove EVERYONE wrong.
My relationship is going fine, it really is. We see each other a lot, and spend the night when we can. He's open-minded enough to at least try things I like (he's going to read Persuasion by Jane Austen... I love that book), and I try the things he likes as well. Some of them I like (like NIN) and some of them are OK (like sushi), and some them I don't like (like... well, I can't think of anything he's had me try yet that I don't like... cool...) (Ok, I just thought of one... the green tea at the sushi restaurant was bland and disgusting... sorry hun, but I didn't like it at all...). Ok, moving on... We have the occasional disagreement or misunderstanding, but we communicate, we talk it out, and we resolve the issue. He tells me when I'm being ridiculous, and I tell him when he's being a jerk, and we simply correct our behavior instead of getting offended (well, I sometimes get a little hurt, he can be blunt, but I still correct my behavior, and he cheers me right up). He's great with my kids, and they seem to like him too. For example, Thursday evening (at my mom's suggestion, of course), my boyfriend pinned me down and he and my daughter tickled me for about half an hour! I was laughing so hard my sides hurt! It was fun.
My boyfriend and I are doing very well, and for those of you who haven't heard, for my birthday (Nov. 25), he gave me a bright red bathrobe and matching slippers. He says red looks nice on me. The bathrobe and slippers, however, have significance; I can't bring them home... they stay at his house, hanging on a hook on the back of his bedroom door, right next to his bathrobe. :) I love it! It’s the perfect gift... significant without being committal... nice. He also gave me a 60-day WoW card, so we can play WoW together... yeah! He's such a great boyfriend... intelligent, funny, affectionate, socially adept, considerate, intuitive... I can go on and on... I'm really happy with him, and I like him a lot.
So, all in all, my crazy world is going on as it always does, and I'm struggling forward, one step at a time, trying to get to a peaceful, secure place in my life. I'll get there one day; even if that day is the day I die... I will get there. And I'll enjoy every moment along the way. :)
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