Category: School

So much has happened since I last updated. I got over my clothes-buying crisis the day after I updated. I went back to Target with Ricci the day before my presentation and found a single white bra in my size, these shoes:

and also bought some really cute sleep shorts. Have you seen all the cute PJ’s they have there? SO CUTE.

Everyone told me I looked really nice in my outfit and that made me feel really good (and really silly for having a breakdown the day before). It took me a while to learn to walk in shoes that weren’t flat, but I conquered them! John referred to me as Linguini Legs as I wiggled side-to-side while I was “practicing” my strut all afternoon before the presentation.

Though I kept saying “Umm” (I’ve NEVER done that before) and got the annoying habit of sliding the ring on my middle finger in and out during my 14-slide presentation, I did pretty good. I got a 98 for my final and a 99 for my overall class grade. Woo!

Our new class is Customer Service and man, I was dreading it. Turns out it’s my favorite class so far! Lectures are always interesting, yesterday we got to act out scenarios (one person would be the rude customer, the other the customer service representative) and all of the skits were hilarious. Ricci and I were partners and I was a Whataburger cashier and she was the customer. Today we had a field trip…TO THE MALL! How freaking awesome is that?? We had to interact with 5 CSRs and grade their performance. 4 of my CSRs were wonderful, the only ones that were in sort of “blah” moods were the girls from Rainbow. I do love that store, though. I bought two really cute pairs of sleep shorts for $3.99 each! Cheaper than the (really cute) ones I bought at WalMart and Target! I’m currently obsessed with sleep shorts; not only because the boxers I currently own are about 5 years old (hadn’t bought any since I worked at Old Navy!), but OMG, have you seen the cute styles lately??

We finished up our little interviews and then the whole class met at the food court to eat lunch. We all ordered from Villa Pizza, or Pizza Villa–one of those. Lucy, Ricci and I got the stuffed pizzas (mmm!) and Mayra got the lasagna. I’m hungry just thinking about it.

Oh! Mrs. C-R announced who the students of the month were and I was the student of the month for January! Fernando got it for February, which is so awesome for him. Since we were students of the month, we got free vouchers to take our Power Point certification exams. How freaking awesome is that?? I’m so nervous and excited! It was such great news. I had a fantastic day and that just added the cherry on top. I love Mrs. C-R .

When I got home I downloaded some music to my Flash Drive (Mario bought this really cool CD player for the car that has a USB port! I just insert my 1 GB Drive into the radio and it plays my music!), then Mario, Jaylen and I went to pick up Mario’s check. He made the biggest check out of all the ones he’s made while working there. I’m so proud of my love. He’s a great worker :).

We picked Eenan up from school, rescheduled his follow-up appointment for an earlier time (he’s had the worst cough–all is well now, though), then we went to watch Doogal which Mario hated. He fell asleep. I thought it was cute, but it really was a kid’s cartoon. I didn’t really get into it much. The characters kinda creeped me out, except for Doogal himself.

After that we went to Wal-Mart to get all the pet food, a mop (since my Vileda I had for 3 years finally broke apart–I refuse to use a regular mop), some DS games we promised the boys, and some trusty Swiffer Dust Wipes. Those are my new favorite cleaning product. A big plus is the extender thing…I don’t even have to get off the couch to dust!

And now I’m here, with a weird sore throat (I feel like I have a popcorn kernel stuck in there) and disappointed at the mushy strawberries I was hoping to eat. I could have some chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream but I’m too tired to fight with the brick-hard ice cream. That could possibly be the best ending to a pretty cool day, though.

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Poor Shmelionaise passed away last night. John was in pieces and I don’t blame him. It was so sad to see the little kitten in the state he was in. I was strong for John as we packed him away in his little casket (a cardboard box) but as soon as I left John alone with him (I came inside since now I’ve caught a cold and it was cold and drizzly) I cried my eyes out. It’s so unfortunate things like this have to happen. He didn’t do anything to deserve the pain he went through :(.

We found out what our final was: a presentation on one of the chapters we studied. I haven’t done anything and yes! Yes, I am procrastinating and sitting here updating my blog instead of ironing/taking a shower/planning my presentation. My feet hurt, gawddammit.

I spent an agonizing hour and a half at Target, ready to use my Target card for the 2nd time, and what happens? Either everything’s too big, too long, too unprofessional, or not there at all. I finally decide to buy bras and they don’t have a single one in my size. I didn’t want to spend all kinds of money, so I didn’t buy a new outfit. I hate shopping. God help me when/if I get a job and have to buy professional attire.

I went back to Wal-Mart later on with Mom and found a blah-ish blouse I can wear with my ugly brown dress pants. I hadn’t seen myself in a 180° mirror while wearing those pants and I noticed just how much shorter they make me look. It’s humiliating. I had found this adorable linen-ish cami with beads in aqua, clear and brown but I would have had to buy a new jacket and skirt and if I got new pants I’d have to buy shoes. It’s a disaster. I hate not being able to find clothes that fit right.

I should get the kids in bed (they should have been in bed 20 minutes ago, grr!) and do everything else I need to do. I hate feeling overwhelmed. I want to cry from the frustration!

[edit] Alrighty! I was checking my stats and noticed someone found my site by searching Google for “screw my husband please”. Why would…nevermind…[/edit]

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Dare I say I’m actually feeling better? I haven’t taken Tylenol or Advil since yesterday–and it wasn’t for fever, but for the incredible pain I have due to my stupid wisdom tooth uprooting my gums. I’m still really tired all the time, but I haven’t had a fever *knocks on wood* and my body isn’t aching in odd places (like my buttcheeks or the bottom of my feet–now that was annoying!).

Mary seems to have what we have, which seems to be Mono according to this website. Vic was kind enough to point me in its direction and I’m not kidding you, it describes our symptoms to the T. Mary got a blood test done, and since we don’t have insurance, we’re counting on her results on Monday to confirm whether we have Mono or not.

I took John to school with me yesterday for a sort of observation day. I think he liked it–maybe not so much the fact that my friends and I laugh, loudly, all day long, but other than that I really do think he enjoyed the class. It would have been cool if he’d had the chance to start with me when I first enrolled, but at least we’ll hopefully be in school a month together before I finish.

We laughed uncontrollably during one of our breaks when Ricci told John it would be his fault if her baby “came out” with a powdered donut face since he ate them all without offering her some. Just as I took a big gulp of water Mayra said, “Well, if God wants to give you a baby that looks like a donut…” and then said something along the lines of it serving her right since she never went to the doctor (and is already 4 months along! I can’t believe her!), I spit the water out since I imagined Ricci caressing the face of a huge white, powdered donut baby. After going to the sink and cleaning myself up, I returned to find John pretending to hold a donut baby, then licking it when no one was looking. You had to be there–it was just hilarious.

I had an appointment to donate blood at the United Blood Services bus and took John with me for moral support. Turns out I couldn’t donate since my iron was really low. For those who don’t know, they prick your finger, draw blood and drip a drop of the blood into some blue-ish liquid. If it floats right down, you’re okay. Usually, my blood’s perfect. Yesterday, however, the nurse dropped my blood in and it just floated in the same spot. Weird. So I didn’t get to donate. When we get back to class John and I read that Mono website again, thoroughly, and it says clear as day not to donate if you think you have Mono. John smacked my arm and said, “You could have infected thousands of people!”

I felt guilty, but my pride made me say, “The blood you donate can save the lives of up to 3 people. What those three people do with their blood and saliva is up to them.”

I’m a bitch, I know LOL.

It makes me sad to think I might not get to donate anymore though. I feel good when I donate. If we do in fact have Mono, we won’t feel completely healthy again for another 18 months. Months. And we’ll have the virus in our bodies for the rest of our lives and can even keep infecting people without knowing. Stupid virus.

Mario and I didn’t have the most romantic Valentine’s Day–but we were both sick so I don’t think either of us really cared. I know I didn’t…all I prayed for every night was for both of us to get better. He did surprise me with a dozen light pink roses, my favorite gummy candy: Sour Patch Kids, and Just Like Heaven, which I’ve yet to watch, on DVD. I didn’t get him anything because he never even dropped a single hint as to what he’d like, but he claims his present is a CD player he bought himself for the Prelude. He always does that.

He called me from work on Thursday night and said to meet him there, so I did. From there we stopped by the ATM and then went to eat at Applebee’s. We’d never, in our almost 9 years as a couple, been to Applebee’s together. It was nice. The service was great and we had a really nice time talking. He broke my heart when he said the green beans I made him (along with his meatloaf and mashed potatoes for his lunch) needed to be cooked longer, but he made up for it when he said, “Well, we’re going to be together for a long time, and you’re going to be cooking for me for a long time, so isn’t it a good thing that I’m telling you what needs a bit of work?” Aww…it was sweet…kind of LOL.

Lucy and Mayra gave me cards and sweets on Valentine’s Day. I’m slowly working through the huge bag of candy Lucy gave each of us (and then I wonder why I have a gazillion cavities).

We’d visited Gramma on Valentine’s Day and kept a good distance away since I didn’t want her to catch my sickness. She’s doing fine. She doesn’t seem to have Shingles anymore, but the rash never went away so she has an appointment with a dermatologist on the 28th. Mom will be going with her. I need to start figuring out how I’m going to do it since the appointment’s at 1:30 and I get out of school at 12.

It’s SUPER COLD outside. I’m all nice and wrapped up in my Hello Kitty blanket on my huge computer chair and I don’t want to move. Mary wanted me to drop her off at church but John’s car wouldn’t start–I don’t blame it, it’s freezing.

I needed to decide what to make for dinner, but upon inspecting the fridge I realized we have tons of leftovers, so leftovers we shall have. Since the boys are behaving angelicly (for now) and my legs are in pain from the cold, I think I’ll just curl up on the couch with The Devil Wears Prada and my warm cup of Chamomille tea. Feels nice over swollen gums.

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