He Wishes I had the Social Graces He Did, Giggle, Snort

Another installment of why we will never be Parents of the Year.  This one happened last night about midnight.  The weatherman was coming home from work and looks through the pile of mail.  The special sized guitar picks were there.  I told him to look at the envelope because it HAD to be a chick who wrote our address.  The penmanship was had big old circles on top of all the i's in my name.  It was just cutie.  I thought he would find it cute too.  What does he say, "What does 'tats units' mean.  Is that come kind of weird code"  WTH is he talking about? I think about it for a minute, really gears are a grinding.  A mental light bulb goes off, and I burst out laughing.  The package came from Canada.  It was French, a language I can speak, the weatherman cannot!  États-Unis.  Here honey this is for you:

  Lets be honest, if your hubs set himself up for and you don't over milk the mess up you are a bad wife.  Bad!  We laughed all over about it for 5 minutes and then went on talking about little dude.  He was super that day, but pulled an OCD on me.  I stared down, readers here know I'm married to something that amounts to Monk.  Any-fo-zizzle, I said Little Dude defiantly has your asshole personality.  Weatherman interjected, "He does bring my personality to a whole new level."  He is proud of this.  Weatherman's mother blames all his issues on his dad.  Umm no, her theory is she "watered him down with her personality"  Ri--gh--t.  She is the the consummate worrier, not my FIL.  

 This convro quickly went down hill sometimes in the gutter. Not in a fight way though a brall would have been fun.  Weatherman took a lame attempt at saying my crisis management was poor.  I stopped looked at him and began laughing my arse off again.  I looked at him and replied, "My crisis management is lacking huh?  Um, Elko need I say more?"  Nope I didn't.   Yeah I will always have Elko as my ace in the hole, and I'm not afraid to use it.  We went on with playful banter till I was making the kool aid and laughing so hard I had to put it down before I dropped it.  I got a "See your not managing the kool aid very well" from the weatherman in between his laughs.  I followed by, "How about I manage this upside your head." 

By this time we are both laughing so hard we have tears.

So to win it he states he wishes I had the social graces he did.  That could be true to a point.  I tend to be too honest.  Cocked my head to look at him.  He yells, "Tates Units baby!"  We laughed all the way up stairs with out kool aid and popcorn and watched Criminal Minds.  From time to time referring to tates unites and manage the kool aid picture upside your head. 

Most of you are reading this and thinking we are huge dorks.  You may not be too far off.
********************************************************************************** My next installment will be why I will never again encourage the weatherman to go to the eye doctor ever, never, ever again!

More fun then drunken texts!

So there are times when my husband works overnight.  They are erratic and really don't effect my already awesome sleeping pattern.  And by awesome I mean dysfunctional.   Normally I will stay up way late, and sleep in 25-45 minute intervals, waking suddenly.  I have to have absolute dark too as my eyes tend to open, and stay there while I slumber. 

TMI?  Your welcome!  The only difference during the weatherman's overnights is the fact I am not to HAVE to stay in bed so as not to disrupt him.  This is also, in Krimsin logic, the perfect time for someone to try to break in to the house thinking there is just a woman and her kid alone.  As the weatherman says in the highly unlikely case someone would break in, they really have no idea what they are in for with me.  I am a little ninja. 

For real.  Hand to hand, or  weapons self defense was a coping mechanism I learned after the crap I went thru as a child, I vowed no one would ever be able to hurt me again.
So this all being shared and really not embarrassing enough after several nights of non sleep, but LOTS of school work done and high ratings for the Chiller Channel I went off the deep end so to speak and hot damn it was funny!  After I went thru the bitchy phase, I got to the funny giggly phase.  Sully woke me to his smacking his lips over and over and over.  Meaning passive-aggressive arse needed to go out side and use the loo.    This is after about 2 hours of sleep.  So to alert the weatherman to my stamina I texted the following:

Me: Who let the dog out? Me, Me, Me!Whose arse is going back to bed? Me, Me, Me.

Weatherman: You are funny.

Me:I believe the word you are looking for is delirous.  Or I will also except space-ran-ger.

WM: Parent humor.  Lol

Me:I'm so damn funny, I'm here laughing my arse off.  Sully is now sitting in the corner sucking his thumb.  Impressive, as he is still a dog... 

WM: Dude you are worrying me...Really.  Lol

He was still leery because I had a slight asthmatic episode last night about 2AM.  I told him about it, he replied asking if I was alright.  I went and took a shower in hopes of expediting the effectiveness of the rescue inhaler.  Excuse the hell out of me for forgetting to text him back.  So he was maybe wigging out for the duration of my shower.  It's not like he called to check on me tho.
  Me: having a bit of an asthmatic moment right now...Hmmm odd.
WM: Hmm is right, don't die (Really?  Thanks I'll keep that in mind!)

Me:Gee thanks, I'll keep that in mind. (Dumb-arse!)

WM:You doing better?
Me: I just can't get in a full breath right now, heart is racing, brain a bit fuzzy.

WM: Where is your inhailer? (Oh inhaler, I bet that would help out a bit!)

Me:  Heck if I know, you know the last time I used that thing?!  I don't! (now I'm pissy because I don't know where the stupid thing is, and the man is making sense.  I hate when he does that!) 

**I found it and about 20 minutes later I texted him back saying I was better found inhaler and showered.  Would be going to bed shortly.  Then the itching began.  Son of a gun, if I didn't get bit by a spider or something and it was an allergic reaction!  Time to bust out bug bombs or something.  Sorry Spidy!

But this is also why I was so sleepy and funny this morning.  I blame Spiderman, and as a ninja, I will take him and his little creepy fgriends O-U-T!  Here is to you all for better sleep, I got your back..

Pretty Fly....

What to do when you are bored at work ...
 
 
What to do...

1. Kill a few Flies

2. Put them in the sun to dry for one hour.

3. Once they are dry, pick a pencil and paper... Let your  imagination flow.

Here are a few examples...

I could have done this at my last job, but it would have been cockroaches.  Thanks for the email Marsha, and I hope all of you enjoy it.

Obama is Going on to Fox News...Tonight!

It's about damn time he mans up and comes on the #1 News Network!

Dear Verizon, you suck

Here is the email sent to corporate Verizon headquarters this evening.  All started because I was curious if we were eligible for the 20% fed employee discount Verizon offers it's customers.  Silly me thinking I pay 150 a month to them now since they about out Alltel that we were customers of them.   Customer service is HUGE to me with having a marketing background I see Verizon setting themselves up for a FAIL of epic proportions.  Yes, I am but one person, but it takes a single snowflake to start an avalanche.

I was told we are "not really customers of Verizon, they just bought us along with the company."  Me, being the smart ass I am business savvy person I am said, "So, I really don't have to pay the 150 a month to you then?"  Yeah, this didn't go over so well with first dude on the phone.  He basically told me to go to the website and let it deal with me.  Strike one for lack of customer service via the phone.

I thought maybe the old Alltel store/new Verizon store can help me out.  Clarify, maybe even answer my questions.  After approx 20 minutes of waiting, I was brought to the cattle line-up they call the assistance line.  It is really shoulder to shoulder people on one side Verizon staff on the other.  Where I was asked 3 times for my phone number.  She couldn't hear me.  Hmm, I am usually told I am too loud.  I bet this guy who was a set of shoulders away was more then happy to get my digits.

I asked her a simple question.  What am I as a former Alltel customer to Verizon?  Her response, yeppers I ended up with a chick to not help me was we don't really count.  I beg for flipping pardon? She suggested all helpful like to cancel our current plan 3.5 months into it and just re-up with Verizon.  Simple solution.  In the real world where the rest of us reside that means:  Cancel 2 lines-$500, get rid of BB phones we just bought $300.  New phones $200 each, approx phone activation $40 each, and plan before tax a month $140 (so like 175 a month).   So the Simple solution to Verizon is to spend about $1000 to become a true customer to Verizon.  But wait, didn't Verizon buy Alltel?  Yep, so we should already be customers.  We should be true customers already.  See the "seamless conversion" load of crap they fed us during the hostile takeover.  I was so appalled by her explanation I turned away and walked out.  I am pretty damn sure her and the whole store heard me loud and clear when I said they are making it really tempting to go across the street and go to Veiaro who is a local wireless store that buys out the other places contracts.

I was livid walking out of the Verizon store.  Yes, I was public about it.  And no, I am not sorry about it.  I called the weatherman he told me to call them back and lay into them.  I deserved it.  Damn, I knew I married him for some reason.  My guess he didn't want to deal with me tonight when he got home without me exploding at someone else.

But whatever.

So I call Verizon again, the lady was somewhat nice but still no help at all.  Insulting me further by telling me I as a consumer should have researched further before re-upping with Alltel before the buy out.  I was about as close to losing it as I had been all night at that point.  I then proceeded to enlighten her I write research papers, as well as do marketing research as a hobby. Yeah, whoopsie you, lady!   This convrosation was going nowhere but circles, so I ended it shortly afterwards.  Waiting for the followup survey that never occured.The I decided to take matters to corporate and penned this darling letter.  You will note there are no full out cuss words in it, impressive I know...

I would like someone from corporate to contact me via the telephone and explain why the "seamless" 
conversion is anything but for many of us.  You flat out lied about during the take over of Alltel.  We are treated anything but equals.


I wanted to believe you had changed in 5 years, I was excited about it even.  What have I gotten in the last month?  Worse coverage, more network errors, and told I an basically the red headed step child of your company.

You bought out MY company, you own the phones/contracts along with the revenue from the customers.   I am told we don't get the benefits you offer because we don't have your contract/phones.  Silly me but buying out a company and saying the takeover will be seamless/ be welcomed with open arms pertains to what exactly?

According to your Customer-no service reps and those "trained" in the old Alltel store it doesn't mean your phones, your coverage, and not your discounts.  You have essentially promised the Alltel customers the moon and gave us nothing but your name on the bill.  I was getting crappy enough service with Alltel thank you very much.  There is no need to take it to another level and tell me I have to pay you all for the next 18 months and get crap in return.  At least with them after a while I got some help.  And if you think I am alone in this gripe, check the world wide Web you are surpassing AT&T in gripes.  Not good.  My advise, you bought us, you treat us as equal.

Don't tell me to cancel, pay the fee to you, and re-up with you and pay all over again.  Really do you think we are all that thick?  It may work for some, but others know other companies will be happy to buy out our contracts and they are looking pretty good right now to many of us.

I have now been with your company since '02.  We with you before Alltel.  So are you really going to treat a customer of almost 8 years this poorly?  Step up use integrity with those you bought.

~Krimsin King
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P.S. I was serious about the phone call.

So the ball is in Verizon's court now. I'm not letting this go.  How will they deal with someone who is writing by herself, but speaking for so many of their customers?  I guess we shall see.  I urge all former Alltel people, now with Verizon to Call, write and yell at the top of your lungs to Verizon to address us to our face and treat us as equal customers, not just as a form of your revenue.  And if I want to be treated like crap from someone I won't pay for it, I'll just call the family.  So Verizion if you keep treating us old Alltel people like second rate members of the company you should change you slogan from:

To this:

TAPS busted for being fake...again

Forget Wedding Anniversary?

So make it up by getting some swank camo jackets from Cabelas to celebrate the 13 years since the night you met (Nov 14th, 1997).  Neither of us "need" winter coats, but Corey has this obsession (Shocking I know) with Jackets.  By obsession, I mean almost as bad as I am with books, bad...Far be it for me to turn down something warm.  So he made me order him this bad boy:

While I got the other style in a woman's cut:

Why camo, you ask?  Good question, we are not hunters. Answer, and I shat you not, he just wanted a camo jacket.  He figured the only way he could get one was by getting me one too.  We have a Cabelas club card and acquire dollars"points" from them.  Points we had 98.03.  I had a coupon for 50 bucks off totaled items of 200-299.  So he says, "I get yours for free, like I didn't even have to spend a penny on you."  Smooth dude, really smooth.  Honestly, ladies I married him because he's hot!  I still feel I come out ahead.  Free-ish or not, I am still getting a new jacket.  So there {sticking my tongue out}!

I swear my husband didn't post this

It was from one of the blogs I follow.  Yes, I follow some weird blogs, and spend too much time reading them.  What else should I be doing...studying?  I think not!

Word cannot express

exactly how shatty I felt last night. Allergies alone are painful add on cramps from my quarterly peroid (I was advised do to cramping pains to only have it 4 times a year) and whatever the feck was going on with my muscles. It was one of those night you run a fever and your teeth are chattering from the pain type of nights.

It started out like all of my nerves were tingling, everywhere. Clothing was un-comfy but necessary, any time something rubbed against my skin it ached/burned. Than the fun part came about 2:30am, I woke with pain worse than 5 days in labor with no pain killers. All the muscles in my back and legs were constricted while my arms had virtually no strength. I took a muscle relaxer and after 20mins passed out fell asleep only to be awaken an hour later by it getting worse. By this point Corey was annoyed and told me to take a heavier pain killer. Umm, nope took something and didn't want to risk an interaction, you know like death! By morning I felt like I had been on a week long bender. My sinuses drained, ears still full and back with a dull ache. WTF happened last night. What ever it was I hope it never happens again. I usually don't let pain bring me to tears, but last night was likely one of the worst pains I ever felt. I have to like it to my muscles telling my bones to feck off and try to escape. I know in the morning first thing after dropping off Logan I am hitting the gym and stretching out on " the rack" or the stretching machine, and again when I am done for good measure.


On another medical subject, I am sure Kristi will be interested to know: The federal employees are to log whom and whom in their family has had the swine flu. We are on that list according to the Met in Charge at the office because of the sickness Corey had over Logan's birthday. Subsequently, Logan got sick too, and lastly I yacked once and was so exhausted I couldn't function for about a day and a 1/2. So my question is why are federal employees being logged. Not like we would go to get the swine flu vaccination but really, it's none of their business. I understand the whole CDC thing, but I would like to be checked for antibodies at least before being added to some Big Brother list. KWIM?

McDonalds Lady

Dear Lady who took my order,

With all due respect, but you are a moron. Lets review our conversation via the drive-up window shall we.

You: Good Morning, Welcome to McDonalds. Would you like to try a mocha this morning? So far, so good. I wanted a Mocha. I am thinking at this point you are a mind reader and my best friend for suggesting it this fine Thirst Thursday.

Me: Why yes! I would love a Mocha. Make it a small hot, non-fat with no whip and a shot of sugar free vanilla. At a REAL coffee house it would have been one small skinny mocha, a shot of sugar free vanilla, no whip.

You: and I am afraid this is where you lost it Umm, you can only get vanilla in a cappuccino or a coffee. Not in mocha.

Me: yes, I may have some out a bit snippy, but still you went from zero to moron in like point two seconds. So you are telling me you no longer put shots of sugar free vanilla into mocha's? Was that only for Free Mocha Mondays?

You: Well no, I can put some in, but it will cost extra. Duh!

Me: Groovy, toss it in and charge me the thirty cents or whatever. It was thirty cents BTW. I thought the confusion was now over, silly Krimmyk.

You: So cappuccino with vanilla in it? What? Are you taking 2 orders here?

Me: As kindly as I can muster now, glancing back at the ever growing line behind me. No, remember the mocha with vanilla I was ordering?

You: Oh yea. So, it was a mocha with sugar free vanilla right?

Me: Yes, but non fat milk.

You: It can't be non fat.

Me: What! Why not?

You: Chocolate has fat.

Me: What (the hell) does that have to do with the milk? I really almost lost it there. But I didn't you lucky girl.

You: Ummm, I think I got it now, does it look right on the order board? Surprisingly yes it did.
And you wanted that iced right?

Me: Hot (Like my temper right now) please....

You: Please pull a head. Translation I have my head up my ass and it needs to be PULLED out!

Let us fast forward to you putting the whipped cream into my drink, as I wave uselessly to stop you through the closed window. You hand it to me, I refuse it. You remake it, and I hear you squawking all the through the window about having to remake it. And yes, I kept my eye on you so you didn't spit in it. I smiled sweetly as you begrudgingly handed me my drink, and was polite. Though inside I was swearing at you in several languages.

How could this have been avoided, Follow the crystal clear f-ing directions I give, and use some common sense! You will hit moron status really fast by correcting me when I am in fact right.

May our paths never cross again for your sake, and my sanity.

Sincerely your,

Krimsin K. King

3 Years Ago...Demotion

So for many a space nut such as myself this was an controversial day for sure. S€o here is what I have to say about it, as mature as I can be on the situation...



Wait for it....















Yea, I couldn't resist. Oozing maturity in here as usual. If I can't have fun in this place where the hell can I have fun?

Now for the real beef, I grew up LOVING space (air head?). For Christmas of my 5th year my bio-dad Tom gave me Cosmos, by Carl Sagen. He is a NOVA fan, so I come by the space obsession honestly.

Logan's room in Omaha and when we 1st moved here was in Moon and stars, evolved on whims and has come back around to it by his choice. Go figure. Must be something in the Zeimet genome! AND how many kids do you know that knew all 9 of the planets before he was 2 years old huh? Yea, that's what I thought, not many! So there was a bit of help. The Little Einsteins' Galactic Goodnight episode. Music is Fur Elise, composed by Ludvig Von Beethoven. So none of the kids are Logan in here, and a bit gets lost without the animation. But you get the drift!

Not so Sunny Sonny

So many of you know that Sully's nemesis, Sonny wonders the neighborhood he is a pain in the ass. Pooping in everyone's yards and the owners care nothing for him. They shave him down, and let him wonder. His owner says, "he is a dog, it is in his nature to yearn to run!" Pardon me but, hes a Bision Frise, maybe if he were a Golden Retriever or a Shepherd, but really I think the "yearning" was LOOONNNGGG since bread out of the lap dog. Call me dumb with that thought, but how many can say they have an acidemic reserach paper backing them! This is the same guy who currently resided with his former best friends wife, across the street from him. I refer to him sometimes in here as "The Skeeze." ANYWAYS, The Skeeze let out Sonny again today. We almost hit him with the truck...again! Dog has suicidal tendancies, really. Now I have a whole new insite into the hell he lives in...We look down and sometime since the last time we saw him, he lost his right eye. Great dog ownership you asshole!

Your not alone Midwest Mommy!

You are not the only one who lives in the land of weirdo car owners!!! I snapped this one as I was getting out of the car at the local supermarket! You can see her post about her weirdos here.

Nights of the Twisters

MONDAY NIGHT

Monday and Wednesday night there was severe weather extremely close to us, so like most (ir)responsible people we went out and spotted/chased the weather. Mind you Corey is a 17 year employee of the weather service, and I have been trained spotter for over 10 years now. Never were we either night in any danger, we flanked the storms. Packing Logan in the truck, and Sully just in case the tor hit the house, we took off!

The first night, a tor dropped within 5 miles of our home. Here is a pick of the wall cloud that the "Roseland" tor came from. WE would have been spot on in catching it, but the we hit the hail core as we were passing into Juniata proper. From light rain to hail to seeing nothing, we turned around to go double check the radar.

Here it is on the ground pick by Arnie Sommer III submitted to KHAS TV in Hastings

We figured there was no way to catch this tor, so we looked to the cell out just East of Kearney. Caught the lowering and funnel. No way to tell in my pics if it touched down. So to be respectable, I will say it was at LEAST 75% of the way down at it's peak. Pardon the next set of pics, as we were moving in the truck to get the most safe and best possible places.



And what chase would be complete without showing Logan all enthused about being out past his bedtime...Look at his commitment to meteorology!



WEDNESDAY NIGHT

This was an interesting storm, we picked it up outside of Shelton, NE. Right as we came out of Shelton proper, we saw a big 'ol funnel off in the distance. Too bad my camera picked that time to not take pics with the sun right behind the pic. It was awesome looking! And it wouldn't give up trying to spin tors till past Aurora, NE. Here is as far as we followed it. Outside Shelton's:


Outside WoodRiver:

Which by the way, most of the town was OUTSIDE while the warning was going on. Stupid!

Lastly, just outside of Alda (by Grand Island).


This time we were really wondering where it was headed as there apperaed to be more then one funnel (3 one not pictured). It was beautiful almost hypnotic watching the clouds dance. In the back of your mind you wondered and calculated the dangers of the storm shifting just a bit and you would be stuck out in the middle of nowhere in the tor. We waited till it was in GI before we took the Alda exit home! Freaky, but fun too!


All the pics from the 2 nights can be seen HERE

Late Spring in Nebraska!

I would like to thank Sully for the use of his golfball!




I took these and am claiming all the credit, even if they are blury and my stove top is really flipping dirty! Try getting pegged in the head catching these (don't!!!). I also think one of the hits may have broke my toe. Also, though I shouldn't admit (or post) the vid of me standing out in the front while it was hailing like a mo-fo! I will post that sometime soon, if I remember. They are sitting on the desktop. Have to make sure I am some what PC and not slamming NE1 I shouldn't be. Though I do think the "Chasing for Life" guy is a skeezy douche bag.

What a day

I started off hitting the ground running knowing I had to go get food for the Sr's party at the Y. Was I going to all the effort to just get reimbursed? Nope. Didn't even submit the time. So, my boss pulled me aside in the evening and told me they were going to see if Logan can just go into day camps this summer for free! Like I am going to say, "No, don't save me 100 bucks!" For 3 hours and 20 bucks? I think it is more than a fair trade. I got the extra food, prepped and set, and took pictures (gratuitous use of my new Nikon, I know!). Sweet! I have to get the pictures developed in the morning and will get them bound for Judy since this was her last Active Older Adults party as Aquatic Director.

Then left ran to collect the boys who were at Menards, off to the bakery to get some fresh foccachia (sp?) and sour dough. Next to cook some yummy angel hair marinara to eat with the bread. It was just a super busy and did I mention it was 85 today? OMG it was great! Bike rides, ice cream, and fun in the sun!

The only downer was the fact that I brought Sully in for an emergency grooming, his anal gland was surprisingly full...damn you Taste of the Wild! LaDaun is on medical leave, so it was a different groomer. Picture the lady who made all the outfits on the movie The Increadables! She oiled my dog and told me he was graying because his hair was dry and on cheap dog food. K, first off: You don't oil a Havanese you moron! Second: He has the silvering gene and is a charcoal/blue in transition, you would know that if you looked at the paper I gave you stating his color. I am not a moron, I forgot more about Havanese then she obviously knows about them. Last: He is on Evo Big Bites (which are ironically only about 1/2 inch sq. they are TINY-ish). And it is super high quality and NOT cheap! She can suck it! I spent almost two hours grooming him out tonight two days after the bathing, there were matts from not being brushed out while drying. I could wait a week and lightly brush him out w/ LaDaun. Of course she's never oiled him either! I also see scissor marks after the grooming...grrrr The moral of the rant is I miss you LaDaun, and can't wait till you are better. No one else is getting their hands on Sully. You are worth every penny, always get us in when you can and are just all around awesome!!!

I should go to bed, morning for some reason, isn't going to wait for me to drag my ass out of bed in the morning. Though I think it should! Till later!

*Sigh*

No kidding this was my day in brief Wednesday. Dog arse sleepy, I am awaken just after 6am to 40lbs of wide awake child missing the middle of the bed but landing square on top of me! He complaining about going swimming during school, I told him tough, silently cursing my MIL. Tossed his swim trunks on the pile and walked down to get breakfast for him and let Sully out. He was not going to get to watch any TV in the morning as his attitude the day before sucked. Causing drama again!

FF to work, still dead tired and having to vest up 60 kids of ranging annoying levels, 6 classes. Some happy, some upset. Half way through Logan's section comes in and he is livid. It's like a little mini-me, attitude yea, but nothing to back it up with. Gesturing like a Shakespearean actor he is trying to monologue his way out getting into the water. He got all but dragged in by the 2 teachers professing his unhappiness all the way. Maegan convinced him he wasn't going to sink in the life vest by dunking him. Harsh, not really in my eyes. I went up by his preschool aide and his teacher from last year, they realized 1/2 way to the locker rooms that Logan was not in line. "It was too quiet, we knew Logan was not there without even looking!" He hid with the other section of the class, the teacher didn't even notice. His plan was to get back in to the mix as they switched sections again, he even was going to put water on his head from the bubblier to make his hair wet! I'll give him points for creativity, at 4 it really was a rather brilliant plan! One problem,k everyone knows him and he is too noticeable to seemingly everyone but his teacher this year. His teach from last year was going off about how Logan was acting in the water, going so far as to say let me at your MIL she's damaging him. I just nodded. Corey was looking in and we waved him in to watch the session with Logan. I guess he wasn't expecting to see how badly one comment from his damn mother can warp Logan's view on life. I excused myself and called Michelle to get Bethany's # to set up private lessons. If anyone can get Logan back to the water it will be her. He has a realtionship with Meag so that won't work. I don't need him to be Maichael Phelps, just be able to save himself in case of a water emergancy. Got the # and left her a message, warning her of what she would face.

So, got through the rest of the sessions, went to get some lunch to make at home and then pick up Logan from school. Went home and 1st thing called the college to see if my transcripts made it, they did. Though evealuation was not for a couple weeks as I got them in so late. I asked if she could bump me up (cou;nt hurt to ask!) telling her why it was late. She did! Ha! Corey had to go to work an evening. Loga was livid again. Wonder where the temper came from? Webkinz was down again and that made it worse. So to make it better I suggested a movie, he wanted Harry Potter 3 as I was to start that boo that evening. Fine, I could get my annotations completed. Right!

Corey's OCD was in full gear he called me out of the blue and talking worriedly about our well not being in our name and it was like a class 4 misdemenor or something. WE HAD to find out right then, and who put it in blah blah blah. No notes on the well itself he sent me to the crawlspace to look. So he began google earthing it, and telling me to call the builder. Who's like 70 and lives down the street, and is also an asshole! I said I would call our realtor. Hung up and called her was on the line for 5 minutes. She would check it out. Corey called again I hung up with the realtor and took the call all the while knowing the time on the movie was eeking away and so was my time to get school work done. He "thinks" he found the right well. Umm, fine it's registered no misdemenor in the builders name though. So it is after 5 and he's all worked up about it. Grrr.... Told him we would take care of it later. Hung up and got back to work. He kept texting me about things here and there I was getting annoyed as hell. Then Bethany calles and that takes about 20 minutes just chatting with her and talking about Logan. Text Corey and her has to call to repeat what I just texted him! OCD overload, it takes a special person not to ring someone like his neck sometimes! God Love'em!

After some hardcore complaining and a meltdown Logan was ready for bed finally. Annotations still not done yet. I was already behind, and getting farther. I had planned to work out, and keot too it getting in 3.1 miles and then tackled the school work. I told him what I was doing and he still texted and called me about sending some of the Whooper pics to a coworker of his. I did get a bit of respit in the tub, but then it was time for him to leave work and call me then. Some times I just need to be left alone. They just don't get it. With all their energy bombarding me at all times of the day I am just frazzled near the end of the night.

BTW I did get the annotations done, I did a shity job, I will admit. My heart is not in it as it was last semester. HE is gradeing too slow and asking for too much to be done. You cannot submit step 2 without 1 being graded and you looking it over. I have a ton of stuff waiting to be done but feel I can progress no farther without some grades on earlier ones to see if I am doing it right. I haven't even began structering the 10 pages for the paper. I have nicknamed it "The Fluff Piece on Fluff Balls!" Both the instructor and I know it is NOT going to be an acidemic paper. So I am just trying to get through it and hope for a B and not kill my GPA too much!

So is another day in the life of Krimsin. *sigh*

At least it is 60 outside today!

Happy Birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear Krimsin, you have no cell phone!

Yep for my birthday I came to the realization that my Rhythm bit the dust. I was so upset! I lost phone #'s, dates ect. That was like my PDA. Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit!

I went to the Alltel store and the wicked witch I had told me to essentially screw off, so I loudly told her to have a nice Flippin' day and watch out for the cross winds. She looked at me funny and I maturely retorted, "I hear those cross winds are a bitch when on a broom!."
I went to Walmart and asked for help there, I got the girl to call the Sr. Rep at the store, and get me some help. I went back got another Sr. Sales rep, she was awesome. She said she would give me a crappy loaner and try to sneak past the phone through the what-ever dept. I told her it was much more then the other girl was willing to do. She smiled and said, she had heard. Ha!

Either way it will give Corey 2 weeks to talk himself into getting me a new phone. I love my Rhythm and the FM transmitter on it. But if I HAVE to get a BlackBerry...it better have an MP3 on it! I hope she can sneak it through the WD and I can get another Rhythm, maybe in white, but either way, I miss my phone. So instead of complaining about my car, for the next couple weeks, it will be my phone I am mourning!

Not really the beginning to my birthday I had planned. UGGGGG!!! Topping the fact I had a rough sleeping night starting with right at Midnight Logan coming in complaining of leg pains. I gave him some kids Motrin, and put some Cherry scented Kid's Mentholatum on his knee to assist the inflimation. He was out, but I was bothered, so sleeping was touchy with weird dreams the remainder of the time.

Lety me also take a second to thank the super awesome friends who took the time to drop me a line either via the phone or internet to wish me a Happy Birthday. You are all lights in my life! Thank you.

Eco friendly?

How can compact bulbs be the new latest and greatest when you break one you need to call Haz Mat? If you reside in/around the "Greenest City in America" according to Yahoo.com and you have no recycling centers for the burnt out bulbs are you really green?

We are looking into the LED bulbs that are beginning to seep into Walmart. They are even more efficient then the CFL bulbs. Sure they are about 6 bucks a shot right now and are rare to find. The wattage is a bit low, but this is how I remember the CFL's coming in. CFL's when we started buying them about 2 years ago were about 12 bucks for a 4 pack, wattages were limited and low. Here is an example out 40 watt equivilant bulb in CFL is 13 wattage output. Our new LED has 1.3 watt output. CFL's are floresent lighting no matter how you swing it, the new LED is pure white! Hmmm, which is more enviromentally friendly, and really cost efficaint? As they become more common place, I see the LED prices coming down, wattage choices up, and the new eco-friendly fad. They will replace the CFL, as CFL's are replacing the incandecent filiment bulbs. Once again the bleeding heart tree huggers didn't do all the research, leached on to "the next best thing" and once again it was not the best, it was just next. Haste makes waste- hippy's!

Without my wheels till Wednesday-ish

Due to the fact some ass hat hit my front quarter panel and took off without the nicety of a note, and causing a $600 in repairs. Weak. Corey insists on us getting it fixed ASAP. I can to a point see his side, you don't pay over 30k for a car and drive with an imperfection, but if the tables were turned he would take my car to work if his truck was being fixed I bet. So here I sit now with no car till about Wednesday, home with Logan and no chance to get a break as school is out till Wednesday also. Yea, that's great for the mind and blood pressure for sure!

I will hope that I can take some time out and get some research done. Logan is watching HP:Chamber of Secrets, as that is the book we are currently reading at bedtime. In preschooler speak, it means you have to watch it as many times as you can while reading the book.