Category: Grr

[Edit] I just read this entry on Melissa’s site that a flea & tick spray by a company called Zema killed her cat! Her vet determined that her cat’s death was indeed due to that spray. Please, if you have this product or know someone who does, tell them to dispose of it immediately! [/Edit]

I drove around as much as I thought I was going to, if not more. Went to visit Gramma, who’s doing great. We laughed with her for about half an hour before we had to go to Mom’s hearing aid appointment. On the way to the appointment though, I had to stop for gas and go next door to the bank where Mom needed to deposit. When we finally got there, we waited about 15 minutes before they called her in. It took a total of 3 minutes for them to see her. What did we go all the way over there for? A cleaning! All the appointment was for was to clean her hearing aid! I was so pissed. They need to take into consideration that we live REALLY far away and that she already had an appointment 3 weeks ago and doesn’t necessarily need them to clean it for her. Grr!

Next was JC Penny, where I was picking up my rings. I’m SO glad we got the protection plan–the rings look brand new! They are so shiny; I can see my reflection in them again! They replaced Mario’s stone, resized it, and gave it a rodium cleaning for FREE! Mine only needed a rodium cleaning, and I’m so glad I got it. I need to be more careful with my rings though, and not wash dishes or do anything like that.

Went to Circle K to get Mario his drink and dropped it and his ring off to him. He was pleased :). Then we came home. We had an hour before Meet the Teacher Night, so I quickly got to seperating their school supplies and making a list of all the extra stuff they added.

Mary accompanied us to school. We get there and they give us this huge pile of forms–for each child. We had this scavenger hunt type thing where we had to go to a bunch of teachers/administrators listed and have them initial the sheet. WTF? I didn’t get like three of them. We got there at 5:30 and didn’t get home till 7! My pelvis felt like it was going to crack from walking so much.

As for their teachers: both of them seem really sweet. Jaylen’s only going to be with his current teacher for two weeks and then he’s switching to his “real” teacher, which was Eenan’s teacher in Pre-K. He goes in the morning and will of course be in the English-speaking class. A plus: I’ll be babysitting Jason and Mireya’s little girl, Briana, and she just happens to be in Jaylen’s 1st and 2nd class. I think it’ll make school less traumatizing for them since they already know eachother.

As for Eenan, his teacher says her class is usually the top reading class and Eenan’s all about reading, so that’s great. She seems really nice and I have a feeling I’ll be more involved with this class than I was last year. I felt really out of it with Eenan’s 1st grade teacher. I never knew what was going on!

I’m worried about October, though. I hadn’t written about it because I didn’t want to jinx anything, but I have a job for the month of October. As a teacher! I’ll be taking over for my former teacher during her maternity leave. I’ll be teaching Business Communications and Technical Writing at a college. Me! Most of the people are older than I am, so I feel a tad bit intimidated, but I know some of them. I’m extremely nervous. Especially about who’s going to pick Jaylen and Briana up during that month!

Welp, Mario’s on his way home. I should wash dishes before he gets here and I just leave them there (and then they pile up on me, which I hate!).

I’m so sleepy I’m getting a headache. I’d take a nap, but it’s impossible to sleep in this house. As soon as I lay down the kids start fighting, the phone rings, or someone’s knocking at the door (and they usually don’t get the point and continue to knock until someone answers it).

Getting the kids to bed the past two nights has proven to be…overwhelming. No matter how early I feed them dinner and bathe them they still aren’t in bed until 10-10:30. Not good. I’m PRAYING that things start getting better.

It was Tuesday yesterday, which means Mario either chills out at work drinking with his co-workers or they go eat somewhere. Yesterday, their choice was Hooters. Mario’d never been there. When he called around 11:30pm that he was on his way home he sounded disappointed. He kept saying it wasn’t how he thought it would be. I asked him, “Aww, were the girls ugly and flat-chested?” LOL.

We talked and cuddled till 1am after he got home. Then he tells me his other schedule starts the next morning so he needs to go in at 9…which means I have to wake up at 7:30 to make breakfast and all that. Grr.

I kept waking up all night, which is the norm these days. I swear, it’s like my kidneys disappeared and all liquids go straight from my mouth to my bladder. I already had to bust out the leg-wedge pillow to help me sleep. And to top it off, the fan can be in my face and I’m still burning up. I had to switch my comforter for a flat sheet.

Last night when Mario and I decided to go watch TV in the bedroom instead of the living room I tried getting up from my half-laying position. After rocking back and forth like a turtle on it’s back Mario helps me up and I tell him, “I’m really afraid of how BIG and uncomfortable I’m going to be at 9 months!”

Speaking of being uncomfortable, I wish I could do more around this house! Not chore-wise but remodeling-wise. I painted half of the living room yesterday but had to leave some spaces unpainted since those areas still need the texture, like around the new hallway door. It frustrates me that the house is basically in shambles right now. I know my dad-in-law and Mario are busy all the time, but it sucks that it seems like we’ve come to a hault. Nothing’s getting done. The kids start school on Monday and their new clothes are still just draped over the back of the couch. All I want is for the closets to be completed, at least. But anyway. No use crying over spilled milk I guess.

I’m going to try and get some rest before our hectic day. Mom has an appointment at her hearing aid place, then we have to visit Gramma, I promised Mario I’d drop off a drink from Circle K to him, and in the evening we have Meet the Teacher Night. Let’s hope their teachers are nice people!

I’m just about done with my lunch (cheesy tuna pasta and green beans–leftovers from dinner). I waited a bit too long to eat and I feel shaky and gross. I hate feeling like this. I dropped Mario off at work this morning since he wants us to pick him up to go to the First Thursday at the Civic Center. On the way to work we stopped at Circle K where he picked up some tacos and a drink (we woke up too late to have breakfast at home) and I got a delicious blueberry muffin and a cappuccino. I’ve been doing really good with my caffeine intake, meaning that I hardly comsume any. Since I’m already experiencing unfortunate constipation (what? It happens to everyone, dammit) at only 14 1/2 weeks gestation I figured coffee would be my best bet at helping things, um, flow better. Sure enough, halfway through the drink, it worked! I need to ask the doctor if drinking coffee to help with BMs is okay to do, since I haven’t really asked anything at all about caffeine. As long as I don’t have to eat prunes or drink Metamucil, I’m A-OK.

The kids just finished their lunch. Eenan’s still picky when it comes to veggies, but Jaylen will eat just about anything. I gave them each 4 pretty good sized pieces of catfish for lunch and Jaylen finished them all. Then he wanted more. There was a small one and some onion rings left on a plate so I told him he could have those and ate just about everything. He really surprises me sometimes. And embarrasses me, too! Like yesterday: I’d given him lunch, a sandwich. Later he had a whole banana and half an our later he had half an orange. An hour after that my dad-in-law gets home and Jaylen asks him if he has any food because I haven’t fed them(!). My dad-in-law, jokingly of course, asks, “Why haven’t you fed this poor child?” My jaw dropped. Little booger. He did the same thing later when my mom-in-law got home. She was making dinner for Big Mario and Jaylen asks, “What are you making? I’m starving. I haven’t eaten.” LOL

When Mario called me during his lunch break we got to talking about what bills we have to pay this paycheck (the car=oh Gawd). I told him, “Oh, and $30 for my graduation things–If I decide to walk”. He said, “Woman, you better go. I already asked for the day.” Darn. I’m seriously debating whether I should go or not. Part of me doesn’t want to go because from what I know, NONE of my friends are going. Knowing the other people in my class, no one else will go either so I’ll be the only dumbass walking for my class. The other part of me wants to go because if I don’t, I’m afraid I’ll regret it for the rest of my life. Just like I regret not taking professional pictures with Mario for our high school graduation–but at least we walked. I also don’t have anything to wear and the way it’s been so far, I won’t find anything nice. I tell you: I’m not pregnant and they have the cutest maternity clothes. I get knocked up, and everything’s ugly or too big. We’re in the valley. Most women aren’t over 5′ 4″ here and they have these jeans where I have to cut a foot off!

Anyway, I don’t know what to do. What would you guys do if you were in my position?

I should finish cleaning up. My desk looks so spiffy now that I’ve filed (yes, filed) all of our paid bills since like, 3 months ago. All I need to do is file the stuff in that plastic box and use that to organize my scrapbooking stuff. I also want to do a little bit of scrapbooking and back everything up that’s on my computer. We’ve been getting these weird prompts and it shuts down randomly sometimes (especially when burning DVDs) so either the power supply, RAM, motherboard or CPU are about to take a crap. Lovely.

And to think we had the chance to buy a LAPTOP for $300. Three hundred dollars. And we were broke. *yanks out hair*