Two years?!?!

Wow, I can't believe it's been so long since I've been on here. So, in case anyone ever checks my blog anymore...I'm back...and will have actual posts starting in the next few days.

What else could go wrong

So, the last month or things have started to mess up a bit. First, our cooler under the bar decided to take a big ol' crap. It's still running but not like it should. Now, as of last night that is. Our big freezer in the kitchen where we store all of our grill and fryer food has completely died and we need to get a new compresor. F#$k!!!!! So, one of my brothers, I think it was, brought in their small deep freezer and mom had brought in her small one, originally for pizza stuff. So anyway, they spent a decent part of yesterday afternoon, and last night moving all the stuff from the kitchen into the three other freezers. What a pain in the ass. And as much as I hate to say it...thank god it was slow today, because we were digging for shit all day long...I mean, come on...how do you get organized when you have a whole menu of stuff that you use daily and have to split it between 3 different spots. SHITTY! Then, this morning, I was supposed to make some roast beef shit for meal site. Yeah well, it was something I hadn't done before and didn't realize it was supposed to be put on by 7:30, so we scrambled to find an alternative for it. It all worked out in the end for that...but damn. And on top of all of this, sales have been way slow. I am not sure what's going on but lunch is way slow all of a sudden. It's starting to drive me crazy we could almost do it with just 2 of us and I don't like that at all. So, hopefully we'll get things all fixed up and things will pick up here soon. Hopefully it was just because it's finally super nice out that they are trying to get stuff done...or it's just way to hot out. Either way, everybody cross your fingers that it gets better for us.

"the dullest read of our time," says the NEW YORK TIMES

If this really were an autobiography and had been published, that is what the reviews would say. Nothing ever happens, the story doesn't even have an ending....barely even has a middle. So, I decided that I should work on finishing the book. So, it's back to what I call reality...most would refer to it as blogging, but you say tomato.
I am now officially the most nonboring boring person you know. So, here's the story as to why.

This past Saturday night, Mickayla was spending the night at Noah's, Tammi was working, and her girls were staying with friends and Darrin wasn't home. So, there I am bored off my ass. Even though I should have been thinking "YES YES YES!!! THE HOUSE ALL TO MYSELF"...but no. I was thinking "Man this really sucks." So I decided to go out. Well, after Tammi got done working, she joined me down to friends and a bunch of us decided to go out to Don Elmer's. That alone should tell you that this night would not be normal. So, Stacy Pesik was really drunk and wanted to go to her place and Tammi was to follow, as were Cole and Vanessa after running to Cole's to get some beer. So I took Stacy home and there we sat. Finally I started to feel my alcohol. Neither Tammi, nor Cole and Vanessa showed. I don't know what happened to Tammi, but I found out that Cole and Vanessa got to Cole's house and forgot why they'd even gone there, so just went to bed. They didn't know why they were there, because Sue had a houseful so they were going to stay at her house. Anyway, there I am feeling drunk, trying to text people on Stacy's phone which is out of minutes and doesn't work. So, I decided to go home. Well, Stacy lives above Friends, so it was only about a 6 block walk home. Anyway...I made it up to the courts and decided I was really tired...and didn't want to walk, but didn't have a ride either. Then I saw it....a bike...someone left their bike parked against the fence at the courts. *LIGHT BULB * I had an idea. So, I hopped on this little bmx type bike and start pedaling. Not really that easy on a small bike when you haven't ridden one in about 5+ years. AHHH the relief, I make it home in record time, so it seems. My walking in the door wakes Darrin. And what do I tell him..."I just stole a bike".....I got quite the reaction.."WHAT!!! WHERE!!! WHEN!!! WHO'S??????" So, I told him where I got it. And I went to bed with him laughing at me hysterically. Who wouldn't find that funny (maybe the bike's owner). So, I guess at 5:30 am, just 20 minutes after I got home, Darrin ran out, saw who's bike it was and flipped (so says Tammi). Darrin had a friend return the bike a little later that morning for him. It turns out the bike belonged to someone who would have assumed it was Darrin who took it and would have kicked his ass. It belonged to one of the Nowalk kids...oh well. Darrin knows the kid's sister and they are friends so no biggie.


So there you have it. I'm a bike theif. I admit it. One of the humerous parts of the story though. That night, Tammi and I had been on his ass about his hanging out with kids who he knows steals and he needs to keep his ass away from these guys. And then I go and steal a bike. Oh well. It makes for a story...I don't know if it's a good one, but it's a story none the less.


So, the story continues........


maybe the next couple of chapters will be better and we'll get published yet.

It's ALIVE!!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!

Phew, I had to check my pulse there...thought I'd died. It's been so long since anyone has heard from or seen me, I hope you weren't planning my funeral and picking out the plot. "HEY! No dancing on my grave!" *sigh* "bitches." Anyway, before I go crazy with the pointless dialogue, I'll stop.

So, I bet you all have been wondering 1) where the hell I have been 2) why the hell isn't she posting 3) what's going on with Mickayla and 4) scratch #1, we only care about the girl.

Here are you answers in no particular order

You guys, man you never wanna know how I'm doing...geez...it's always Mickayla...Mickayla, Mickayla, Mickayla. I haven't been posting about her lately (see how I can continuously point out how much more you love her) because I have been busy. busy, Busy, BUSY! First of all, we bought the bar (process still) and I have been shadowing Nancy, plus I picked up extra hours there, because I need the money (getting awfully close to xmas), and on top of that I have been covering a lot of hours for other people. Which is fine, except that I have not been home before bartime, except for this last Tuesday any night that I have worked there in the last month and a half. Which is real fun when I have to be here at 8:30 and then back to the bar at 6. Anyway..enough bitching.

Mickayla....let's see...Who is Mickayla??? Oh yeah, my daughter, I forgot.

She's doing good. Still in piano, still in dance, still in school, still saying no to drugs. It's great. So, I get her progress report for quarter 1 Wed, and it confused me. A lot. So, I asked her teacher about it at our conference on Thursday night.

First of all, you need to hear this.
Her teacher only grades them on three areas. Social Developement, with one section; Language Developement, with 2 sections (so to grade spots); and work habits, broken up into 3 sections.

Her grading scale is as follows:
B- beginning: The child is working towards understanding. Needs more time to develop the skill

D- developing: The child shows some understanding. However, misunderstandings still occur.

S- secure: The child can apply the skill or concept correctly and independently.

Well, you'd think that being that the social developmen includes: works and play courseously, cooperates with teachers/peers, uses positive ways to solve conflict, take turns/shares, sensitive to others, seeks only age appropriate adult attention....that she would be under the secure catergory...nope developing.

So I'm like ok...whatever, I disagree, but I'm not the teacher. I go on to language development...this has got to be an S...no, and this includes: Participates in conversation, discussions, ect., demonstrates age appropriate understanding and use of language (receptive, exressive, so on) She got a friggen D again. What the hell.

Then you get to work habits. Ok, this one I automatically get...you all know me and Jake. But the other thing is this. She told me at the meeting last night that Mickayla is very very bright, however, she is not putting any effort into her work and is telling me that it is too easy. The only way she gets it done is if I stand over her. So I'm like ok...is she sitting by any kids that she seems to talk to a lot and they are just screwing around and talking rather than working and the teacher said no to that. She said that Mickayla just tells her it's too easy and that it's boring. Ok, great, so lets give her something a bit more challenging let's see if she tries it and does it. But no, the teacher says that she needs to prove it to her that the material is too easy. Even though she told me that Mickayla is very much on a higher math and reading level than the other kids.

But then, after the meeting and feeling like I didn't really get anything out of it, I talked to Tammi and she was like "well, did she show you any of Mickayla's work to show you what she meant" and she didn't. Not really. She sent a color book thing home that they did and then showed me like three papers where Mickayla started out getting everything right, even things the teacher didn't think she would. And by the second page (three sets of two pages each) she would get one wrong (big whoop anyway) and she would just like stop trying is what it looks like...like she got bored. Or like she'll get the "hard" questions right and the easier ones wrong. It's weird. So, I'm just going to get some 1st grade worksheets and see if she can do them. Hey Beth W. you got any to spare.

New Party Spot????

Holy Moly! I've got to wonder what more my parents (well, dad anyway) will get me into. So, sometime in the next day or two it will be official. We will be the owners of Dan and Nancy's. We will gradually transition me from here at the store, to the bar and I will be learning to run a whole new business. Yikes! During lunch today, Dan and Nancy gave me a little briefing
on some day to day things that I will be dealing with and when she'll show me how to set up the menu for the meal site and all that. I'm beginning to feel overwhelmed and excited as well. My parent's are crazy!!!!!! So, on that note on filling you in on what I know thus far, we have a new party spot. Dan and Nancy's is the place to be during events such as the alumni tournaments, so why not every couple of weekends or so and on the holidays? If you think about it, it's like mom and dad have expanded their basement bar right. Which is where everyone seems to end up anyway. For now, we are not shouting the word around town or anything and plan on making it a gradual thing since Nancy said she could stick around until spring or so until I feel completely comfortable. And one very nice thing is that they are both happy that people they know are buying it and not some random out of state person who is going to buy it run it into the ground and sell it again. Also, they seem happy and very supportive of me being the one to be "running" it. Which is nice and will help me to feel more comfortable in the position. I know this is probably a shock to most of you, if not all of you, but I hope you all support us in this new venture and I expect to see you all to come party with us at least once a year (that's all I ask). For now, I don't plan on really spreading the word until it's even more official (as in me actually back there learning the rest of the stuff that I don't know). But, it doesn't seem like it will be very long before that happens. So, in ending, I leave you with this quote from a great philosopher by the name of Wayne Campbell "Party on!!!"

asshole dogs and hospital visits

Ok, I know I give people shit about not updating and now it's been what almost two weeks since I did.
So, yesterday was the most crazy day I've had in a while. First of all, Monday night my dog got away from me and took off. Well, I was tired so I said "to hell with you dog" and went to bed. So, yesterday morning mom pulls up to pick me up for work. Well, Fuck knob the dog sees us and decides to chase us downtown. Well, we get to the store and guess what...he refuses to come in. So, mom and I decide to have him follow us back to the house, so he's not bothering businesses and crap. Well, he did just that, chased us back to the house, but again refused to go in or come to either of us. So, back in the car we go...and the little asshole chases our car (I kid you not) for an hour. And this dog can fly. Only about 1/4 of the size of a normal dog...but about twice the size of Beeth's babies. I swear he ran no less than 10 mph. We drove at least 4 miles, by the time we decided to head out onto ff, he was starting to drag a bit. We made it to the house just before Hofmeister's and the turn to go toward Tabor when he started to kind of walk. So we turned around and of course he just stood there until one of us moved toward him then he'd run a further away. Finally, he was so dead as tired that he laid down and I was able to walk up to him and he rolled almost completely to his back as if he were admitting defeat. Now, can anyone tell me how you are supposed to exercise a dog who's idea of fun is to chase your car at 10mph for an hour...other than actually tying him to the back of my vehicle?

So, this was only the start of my crazy day. The craziness just went on and on all day. But it finally peaked when Tammi decided to make dinner. Well, she had to slice the onions and stuff for it, so decided to use my brand new never been used Pampered Chef slicer dealioh, well, since she ended up finding a place to keep the nifty tool and decided to put it away and didn't put all the parts in the same spot, she didn't realize that there was a little safety tool thingy to help hold on to the food that you are slicing. Needless to say, we had to make a run to the ER for her. She basically sliced off the whole outside of her right thumb with the thing (she was making nice thick slices by the way) and the chunk she left behind included a small piece of nail. If she were to show it to you at the right angle it would look like she's missing just the whole top half of that side of her thumb. YUCK. But I got to drive :) Anyway...before we left the house, the kids were freaking out, because the blood just wouldn't stop pouring out...and Darrin starts bawling..."YOUR GONNA BLEED TO DEATH, I'm gonna drive to the hospital, come on mom" and I was like "Waaaiiit a minute, I think I'll be driving her there." he responds "WHAT IF YOU HAVE A SEIZURE!??!" at this point I had to stop and laugh, becuase what are the chances that at the exact moment of having to take her to the hospital that I would have a seizure...we decided to take our chances and have me drive, as darrin was sooo hysterical and I was very calm...that and he's only 14. It would have been an entirely different story had I not been home. It was a crazy day.

Oh, and before I finish this post I was told that I need to clear some things up.
Yes, I am taking Lamictal...however, Jeny, and I don't know why this was your assumption, but no, I am not bipolar. Lamictal was what my Dr. decided would be the best meds for my situation. I was confused as to why you just assumed I was bipolar, since I don't really ever even have mood swings let alone extreme highs and lows. And, please, instead of asking someone else what's going on, don't be afraid to ask me personally. I'm not ashamed by it and have no problem explaining it all.

Babies, stupidity, and medication

Yeah!!!! I'm soooo excited to see Beeth and the belly! Soon to be cuddly cute baby Sawyer. I'm soo excited. I love babies, and not only that, Max will be here too. I love it. But all this baby baby baby, makes me wish I had a relationship, because I want one. I'm going nuts actually cause I get to see all these cute babies and none of them are mine. I miss having a little baby around.

And speaking of wanting a baby and relationship, I got asked out last Saturday night, and being the retard that I am, didn't give him my number. How fricking stupid can I get. Now, I will say that he was planning on stopping in to see me at Dan and Nancy's on Sunday while I was working, but he was also excited about redoing his 8 year old daughter's bedroom. So, that is forgiven. Anyway, so Monday after bowling Tammi wanted to go say hi to Cole's new woman, Vanessa, at Friend's. Jason Skala was there and he came up to me put his arm around me and the first thing I said was "no, we didn't have sex, he just gave me a ride home" because you know that's all people think is going to happen when a guy and girl leave together after a night out. Anyway, all Jason said was "it'd be a good idea" and I was like "what having sex with a guy I don't really know" and he was like "no, going out with him." and I said "well he did ask me out, but I didn't give him my number, cause I'm a dumbass" and he says "write it down, I see him every couple of days or so...so, write it down." So, I don't know if he's given it to him yet or not...but we'll wait and see. Cause he was super nice and cute...AND...taller than me...YIPPIE! But being the not pesamistic, but yet sane and seeing things as they really are. I won't get my hopes up too much. So, yeah, I'll keep you posted.

Oh, before I go to my next topic, I will not be joining my girls on Sat night after the alumni vball because Jake sent me a pair of concert tickets for my birthday. But rock on for me.

So, yeah I mentioned medication in the title. I am freaking out. I just went to pick up my first full month of my Lamictal (I'm finally at the dose they want me at) and the shit cost me $237!!!! Can you freaking believe that. And my insurance doesn't cover it at all. Plus lucky me all my medical bills are starting to come. Luckily, my mom was with, so she covered this first month of meds. But I have no clue what I'm going to do. I refuse to let my parents (even if they want to) pay for my med bills and my perscription. I owe them enough money as it is. I don't think I could possibly bring in anymore money than I already do. Right now I work obviously my full time at the Ben and then I work every other Sat night at the bar and now every third sunday...but I may do every other and that will still be every fourth for the other two girls (I don't mind cause these would be, like sat night, the weekends I don't have Mickayla), plus, if they decide to let the girl who works the friday nights I don't have Mickayla go, then I will pick those up too. And I'll be helping out every now and then on Thursdays during pool (when they play away). So yeah. I don't think I'll be seeing much of anyone except Sabrina and Beth W (cause of bowling) anymore. Just thought I'd let you all know. But if anyone has any great ideas on how I can budget all my day to day bills, rent, and now these new ones...I'm open to suggestions.