@jalapeñomel It's so ridiculous. He failed to pay a traffic ticket that was stupid to begin with - speeding plus he didn't have his proof of insurance and his plates had just expired. It would have been nothing to deal with it then. But he didn't. He didn't pay it and he didn't go to court. Nor did he mention anything to me. I found out when he got a notification in the mail that his GD license was suspended. So, he paid the tickets. But he never called to deal with the suspended license. So when he got pulled over AGAIN yesterday, he got arrested. For like 30 minutes, but still. This is not the first time that he has blown something little off until it gets big and bites him in the ass. He is brilliant and funny and handsome and loving and strong. And he has the common sense of your average 17-year-old.
Grrrr!! Sadly, I can relate to this. DH didn´t pay a parking ticket once, and he didn´t tell me. First of all, I told him NOT to park on the street since we paid for covered parking, but he was too late for class to look for a spot in the garage. And that the last time he parked on the street, he got a ticket, and I was pissed since, oh, you know, WE PAID FOR COVERED PARKING. And about a week later, he decides that since he is late and probably more likely lazy, he parked in the street. And then he had to call me, because the damn car got booted for unpaid parking tickets, and it cost like $250 and time to get the damn thing off.
The guy is a brilliant dude, so incredibly smart, but the typical absent-minded professor combined with only-child syndrome, and sometimes I just want to whack him upside the head.
I feel totally lame. I love my little family, but I wish we had more friends, especially with kids. We've gotten zero invites to do anything today. NONE of our friends have kids, so we are excluded from everything. It sucks and I'm lonely.
This morning, we were laying in bed. Ghost and SwaggerCat were beside my side, on a big box that's waiting to go up to the attic. They were reverse spooning and cleaning themselves instead of each other for once. Suddenly, SwaggerCat went to roll over, probably to start making gay cat love, but he's too fat and went flying off the box. All four white feet just went flying in the air, flub EVERYWHERE, and he disappeared off the side. I shrieklaughed, SwaggerCat took off (he HATES being laughed at), and Jason snorted, yelling, "WUH? WUH?" Ghost did NOT handle it well. At first, he sat there, crying at me in terror. Then I told him to shut up. Then, in a fit of: A - rare dominance (he is always the bottom) - one theory is that he thought HE did it, and he was all chest puffy about it; B - gentlemanly rage - the other theory is that he thought the box/shit on the floor did it, and he was protecting his lady's dignity; He began attacking and pouncing and jumping and kicking everything in sight, like I haven't seen him do since he was a kitten. He would pop in and out from under the bed skirt, rearing in the air like a lion, and biting everything he could. This went on for about fifteen minutes until he too fell off the box and, realizing he actually is the chickenshit he usually is, his fur puffed out and he ran away.
I've yet to see either one. I'm pretty sure they're off somewhere in a dark corner, nursing each other's wounds.
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby
Post by topangamatthews on Jul 4, 2013 10:51:19 GMT -5
H and I are separated for now. A coworker invited me out with him and some of his friends last night. He and I were already pretty friendly/flirty. It was weird. We talked about my marriage and the girl he is in to, but he is also very "handsy" when he gets drunk. He also opened up to me about some really deep stuff that he said only like 3 other people know about. I told him the girl he likes would be lucky to have him and that yes I did kind of like him. He told me I was wrong and he's not worth it (after the deep convo which was about how he views himself). The night ended with him giving me a big hug and telling me I was amazing. It was random and fun and we swore we would leave it all outside of work. Yeah, he's cute but mostly I am glad he sees me as a friend he can trust.
Post by gretchenindisguise on Jul 4, 2013 10:52:46 GMT -5
This conversation just happened. I must be a bad American.
L: Do we have to go to preschool today? Me: No, today is Fourth of July - it's America's Birthday so we don't have work or preschool. Say Happy Birthday America! L: I don't see America here.
Nicholas was been bugging me to play PlayDoh all morning, so we played PlayDoh for 5 minutes; he's done. Wants to go outside.
We go outside. I sunscreen him, oil myself up, get comfy and he & the dog are circling within 1 foot of me and its 77 degrees out - RUN! PLAY! HAVE FUN!
Now he wants to go inside and paint pictures. We have been outside for, I swear to you, 10 minutes.
I have a backache and a murder-scene style period, please dear son, FIND SOMETHING TO DO!!!!!!!!
Today is that annual Hot Dog Eating Contest at Coney Island/on ESPN. I am both captivated & horrified by this event. H & I accidentally watched it several years ago, & now it's become a sort-of ritual to watch it every year & root for Joey Chestnut. Yes, I am familiar enough to actually know the names of champion-hot-dog-eaters. I'm not proud of this.
We did a 5K this morning (well, H did the 5K and I walked half the course with the kids) and he's now out at Dunkin Donuts with them while I have some quiet time to myself. IT IS GLORIOUS! I think H is going to make pulled pork and mojitos tonight, which will make for an awesome afternoon/evening.
Oh, and AW--as of this morning I'm down 16 lbs since I started dieting at the beginning of June! I still have 40 lbs to go until my goal weight, but already I can tell that my clothes are fitting more loosely.
Today is that annual Hot Dog Eating Contest at Coney Island/on ESPN. I am both captivated & horrified by this event. H & I accidentally watched it several years ago, & now it's become a sort-of ritual to watch it every year & root for Joey Chestnut. Yes, I am familiar enough to actually know the names of champion-hot-dog-eaters. I'm not proud of this.
MY CHILD. Omg, this kid. Apparently h left a giant ass sharpie right where she can reach it. I now have graffiti all over my living room walls, window shades, and computer chair.
MY CHILD. Omg, this kid. Apparently h left a giant ass sharpie right where she can reach it. I now have graffiti all over my living room walls, window shades, and computer chair.
This would make me want to just get and leave. Nope, not dealing with this today!
MY CHILD. Omg, this kid. Apparently h left a giant ass sharpie right where she can reach it. I now have graffiti all over my living room walls, window shades, and computer chair.
Today is the first 4th of July (read whole summer) that BF has not been deployed! I'm so excited we get to spend it together. However, I'm being lazy on the couch while he is working on his dissertation. I'm thinking we go have a nice lunch, then drink on the roof top overlooking the beach at our place (too many tourists to go to the beach already), and then relax until we go to the monument to watch sunset and fireworks. I feel like I should be planning something bigger, but I've got nothing....too many people everywhere!
MY CHILD. Omg, this kid. Apparently h left a giant ass sharpie right where she can reach it. I now have graffiti all over my living room walls, window shades, and computer chair.
This would make me want to just get and leave. Nope, not dealing with this today!
Yeah. I said "fuck this shit", took a shower and left. We're going to have to repaint the walls where she drew and replace the shades. About $500 later....
I'm sorry bummer! But I'm fascinated - 700 people? Where do you go for like.. stuff? Is there a hospital? How far is Nashville?
LOL! we have an actual town 15-20 minutes down the highway in either direction for stuff. to get to the bigger town, you have to go through a small chunk of Kentucky. LOL! there is a small hospital two towns over in the county seat. if you promise not to be a weirdo, i'll PM you the town website. eta: we're about an hour from nashville.
I think you must be sort of close to me. I'm about 2 hours away from nashville. I always assumed that you were in Clarksville, but now I'm thinking you must be near the "witch"?
This would make me want to just get and leave. Nope, not dealing with this today!
Yeah. I said "fuck this shit", took a shower and left. We're going to have to repaint the walls where she drew and replace the shades. About $500 later....
Before you repaint, try a magic eraser with some goo gone on it. This worked in my classroom when one of my little buddies threw a tantrum and sharpied the wall in my room in the BRAND NEW (like open less than a month) school.
Oh I have another. We installed Magic Mesh in front of our sliding back door yesterday. That thing is awesome! We can have the door open and come and go from inside and out without having a million flys inside the house.
I was looking at these! Do you think it would work well for a regular door? We want a screen door for our back porch, but this seems like and easier and cheaper solution. How do you hang it up?
Oh I have another. We installed Magic Mesh in front of our sliding back door yesterday. That thing is awesome! We can have the door open and come and go from inside and out without having a million flys inside the house.
I was looking at these! Do you think it would work well for a regular door? We want a screen door for our back porch, but this seems like and easier and cheaper solution. How do you hang it up?
It would work for a regular door. It adheres to the trim around the door with Velcro and they also included wood tacks for reinforcement.