Category: OMG

I don’t know how I expect to have another kid in the next year if I can’t control one of the ones I already have.

Last night, Eenan, Jaylen and Catherine were petting the kittens. When I check on them I noticed the gray one that looks exactly like Brushka looks a little odd. I pick him up and his little head just flops to the side; he was completely limp in my hands. I immediately scream, “Oh my gosh!” and the kids get guilty looks on their faces. Turns out Jaylen was putting him on his chest then checking how long he could “hold on” before he fell to the floor. He was also smacking him against the wall. When Eenan and Catherine told me this and later Jaylen admitted it too, I couldn’t believe it. I’d run into Mary’s to show Mario the kitten and Noelia told me to gently put him on the floor. My heart broke seeing him that way and I couldn’t hold it in; I started bawling. I feel embarrassed thinking about it now since Jorge, Mary, Noelia, Cat, Annie, and the kids were there, but I couldn’t control myself. He looked so helpless and small.

I sat on the floor of the bathroom, bawling, with the kittens and a very worried Brushka. I was joined later by Noelia, who sat with me for about an hour. All of the kittens were scared and Brushka would get angry everytime she heard the kids’ voices. I couldn’t believe Jaylen would do something like that. I know he’s little, so I didn’t lose my head and start yelling or spanking, but I did lecture them both. I think what scared them the most was seeing me cry. I heard Eenan tell Jaylen something about, “…and then who’s gonna take care of us!?”, while they were cleaning the room. Poor things, LOL. I just hope they learned from this and that it never happens again :(. The kittens are all fine, thank goodness. We all prayed like crazy and about two hours after everything happened the gray and white ones started moving around a little more. They’re all back to normal today :).

I’m getting worried about Jaylen’s behavior, though. First the kitten thing and today he smacked Eenan in the face with a die-cast airplane because he was looking at him. I need to limit their Game Cube time, a lot. Not only do I have a feeling about it, but everyone else has been telling me that the games have something to do with their aggression. I used to be really strict about how long they were allowed to play, but since it’s their winter vacation I’ve been really lenient about it. They’re only going to get an hour of play time–that is, after they’re un-grounded. I’d love to invite Super Nanny or Nanny 911 over but I couldn’t stand them pointing out my parenting faults . I wish I knew what I was doing wrong *sigh*.

Changing the subject, we went all over the place today. Got the tires aligned and an oil change done on the Sentra, we walked downtown while the car was being serviced, paid both my JC Penny credits, went to the bakery that’s down the street to our lots, put gas, went to Bell’s Farm Market, went to see Gramma and then went home. The kids were so antsy by the time we left Gramma’s. I’m surprised they lasted as long as they did, though.

Gramma’s doing fine except that she has Shingles. Is that how you spell it? I haven’t done research on it, but the nurse told me it’s highly contageous, like chicken pox. Poor Gramma. They’re giving her medication (have been since the 1st–thanks for calling, assholes!), so I hope she gets better soon.

Oh, I forgot: Last night I got a call from that PRIVATE-prank-calling guy. Only it wasn’t the guy, it was the little boy who answered the phone the one time I returned the call (before they became psychos). While we were waiting for the Sentra this morning I got yet another call from that guy. First they were just silent and I said, “I TOLD you to STOP CALLING ME!”

I hung up and 15 minutes later the guy who’d left the message called. He appologized for the “prank caller” and said his friends must have gotten his phone numbers. By then the vein in my forehead was throbbing and I yelled, “WHY DO YOU EVEN HAVE MY NUMBER!? How did you get it? Do you even know who I am!”

He replied, “A friend of mine gave it to me.”

“Well,” I huffed, “Who gave it to you. What’s his name?”

“I don’t want to get him in trouble.”

I go back to thinking it’s someone from school so I ask what school he goes to and he said the high school in my city. He said he’s seen me around and wanted my number so he asked his friend for it. Who his friend is and who this guy is, is totally beyond me. I told him I was married and that I didn’t want him causing me any problems so to please understand he needed to quit calling. I’ve yet to find out how to block numbers, but I pray he won’t call again. It’s annoying. And scary because this dude knows who I am because he’s SEEN me. *shudder*

I feel sorry for whoever gave him my number. My God, if I ever find out….

I guess I’ll be heading to bed. Mom, the kids, and I are going to the City Garage Sale tomorrow. We’ll be getting there late, and I don’t have much to spend, but it’ll be cool to go since I haven’t gone since my birthday last year. LAST YEAR. Wow. It’s been a while. I certainly don’t need any more plush toys, so in a way maybe it was for the best LOL.

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It’s the 3rd day of the new year and already I’m so pissed I’m almost hyperventilating.

I checked the mail today since I didn’t have to drop Ricci off and got a letter from the Auto Finance place. Turns out our $250 payment is late again, yet we gave Mary the money when it was due (it’s under her name). It also says something about the Current Payoff being $3,292.65–what does current payoff mean? Is that what we’ve “paid off” or is it what’s due? I REALLY hope it’s what we owe, because we’ve been paying $250 a month on this piece of crap since March 19, 2001. We should have already paid–including the down payment–at least $13,500 on a 98 Nissan Sentra. We’re supposed to finish paying it off March 19, 2007 and I’m estimating that we still owe $3,500. I’m just hoping the $3,292.65 is what we still owe, not what we’ve paid.

I thought we were supposed to finish this year, but I was wrong–it’s next year. The thing is, we keep getting these darn “late payment” letters when we give the payment when we’re supposed to, or when we’re told the payment’s already been made. I even found a letter stating that they were ready to repossess because of non-payment! We stay broke just so that we can make all our bills on time, dammit. I don’t know what’s going on.

I really want to finish paying this car off. We really need to get a new car as the darn Prelude’s still having problems and Mario needs a car for work. They’re hoping to get John’s car up and running before Noelia starts school (Mario’s currently using her car), but that’s proving to be a problem as well. Why do Honda’s have to be such pains??

Anyway, I really needed to vent but I still don’t feel any better . We need to change banks too, so I can’t get an online account up and running for the car payment either. I really want, no NEED, to know what’s going on!

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It’s a sunny 79° outside right now. Needless to say it won’t be a White Christmas in south Texas this year. Bah humbug.

My immune system sensed that Christmas was ’round the corner because it decided to discombobulate after school on Thursday. I decided to drink orange juice this morning to accelerate my recuperation and sort of over did it as I now have a horrible upset stomach. I hate colds!

I spent Wednesday night getting everything ready for school: gifts, lasagna, cookies, camera. My car was packed to the brim Thursday morning. I got to school and took a few things in, and noticed all the presents under our “Christmas Tree”, which was a tree drawn with a marker on the dry-erase board. Romeo and Kimberly helped me bring everything else in and we put everything in it’s place. I read a card (a Cheer Bear one) that Ricci wrote to me. I initially thought Kimberly wrote it (I had my thumb over the name) and felt so embarrased when I said, “Aww, thank you, Kimberly!” and Ricci turns around and says, “THAT’S FROM ME!”

It seemed really odd to me while I was reading “Kimberly’s” card that everything she mentioned was what Ricci and I had been through. I felt like an airhead!

I really appreciate my friends though. I never thought I’d find friends like these and I just feel so blessed. It’s not because of the holidays, either. I think about them all the time and thank God for bringing them into my life.

Speaking of, Lucy looked really sad and…indifferent that day. I wish she’d just talk to me, but she seems to only open up to Mayra. It doesn’t bother me that she doesn’t talk to me, it just makes me feel a little disappointed. I wish there was a way I could make her feel better.

We reviewed chapters 2 & 3 of our new class, Business Communications, for the test we’d be having before our party. I can officially say, I highly dislike adjectives. Some of them are confusing to me. I can honestly say we weren’t taught certain things in high school.

Anyway, after reviewing, we opened gifts! From Kimberly and Romeo I got the Good Luck Bear baby, from Ricci a beautiful red glass pitcher with two glasses, from Mayra a gorgeous banana (?) clip, charm bracelet and red sequined purse; from Lucy a Hello Kitty toaster (exact one I got last year), Care Bear stickers, and glittery Hello Kitty switch plate; and from my Secret Santa, Rosy, a huge basket full of Sweet Pea lotions and bath stuff. I was thrilled with my stuff :).

I gave Rolando his present, which was a gift card to the mall since I COULD NOT figure out what to get him. I mean he gave ideas, but there was no way I could afford what he wanted. I figured I’d get him a gift card so he could choose what he’d like and actually LIKE IT.

I was utterly surprised when he rushed by, gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and whispered, “Mario got really lucky with you.” It could have also been that he was in love with the cookies and lasagna I’d made LOL. He kept saying, “WHY’D you have to be married?!” I guess what they say is correct: The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach!

Unfortunately for him, I’m perfectly happy being married .

I felt really warm inside hearing compliments about my cooking. That never gets old to me. We had a great time pigging out. We laughed and talked and had fun. Mrs. C-R was with us, too. Most of the other side of the class had left, but that didn’t bother me at all. Everyone who’s company I enjoy was there .

I planned to chill out with Ricci at her Grandma’s for a while after school, but I got a call from Mom that Eenan’d been stung by a bee. I rushed home of course, thinking the worst, but thankfully he was fine.

Mom agreed to watch the kids on Friday while Mario and I went out to finish our Christmas shopping. We picked up some McDonald’s, then we went to Norma C.’s car lot first where he’d install a radio in a car and then we went to the bank. We tried killing some time before he had to pick his check up from work so we went to check on our property in McAllen.

We got down and inspected the lots. Mario estimates that we’ll be spending at least $2,000 to get the trees uprooted only from the backyard. There’s so many trees on that lot it’s not even funny. It looks like a mini-forest in the middle of town, no kidding. I felt this overwhelming feeling of bliss standing there, making plans with him about our future home. I momentarily stopped hearing what he was saying and just stared at him standing in the ray of sunlight and I thought, I’m so glad I married this man.

I really can’t wait to build our home together. I can’t wait to go through life together and raise our kids together. This is so important to me. I just pray that we’ll be able to actually uproot those trees and that Mario can buy his motorcycle since work would only be a few blocks away.

We met up with Mary and Elda at Chick-fil-a to eat lunch, and shortly after Mario was called to pick up his check. Then came the hours of shopping, paying $10 for crappy valet service, and having a fit at Target because they wouldn’t let me exchange my Hello Kitty toaster for something that wasn’t in Housewares. They wouldn’t even let me take pillows! Pillows go in a HOUSE!

Mario stopped by this little stand he likes to buy hotdogs at, then we ordered pizza and rented movies. We ate fast food all day, how sad. BUT, I’m so glad we finished with our Christmas shopping.

We visited Gramma this morning and took her her gifts. I really miss her. It would be the perfect Christmas if she were able to spend it with us *sigh*.

I’m going to go back to Mary’s. I’ve been trying to rest, but with all the kids running in and out of the house it’s basically impossible. All the kids are playing in the bedroom and I JUST finished cleaning half of it so I think I’ll take them with me. *checks* Oh yeah, they’re making a mess.

Hope everyone has a wonderful and safe Christmas. God Bless!

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