it's all about her part one million

again i have to say i hate devoting a blog to someone whom i can not stand but it's my blog and if writing about what bitch this woman is going to make me feel better, then so be it. 
i am also doing this because this woman is a snoopy little bitch and i know she will pop in here sooner or later. 
as i said, i met this woman on another website and let's face it we all know which one i am talking about here. the ''witch bitch" as i call her or wb for short, has become highly jealous of the things i do or even someone else. if someone else is getting more attention than she, g_d help us all. now if you go back to january 2010 and read the "all about her" blog, or whatever i called it, you can get some back ground on this woman. however, i have to admit, i sugar coated it to be nice at the time. well nice time is over, so let's get to the nitty gritty here. she is older than me. WAY OLDER!! she has been divorced many times, her boyfriend left her, he used her for money she thought she was getting, she lies about everything, she thinks facebook is real, she thinks that everyone loves her (NOT!!!), 
she has experienced everything in life (she never leaves her house so how can that be?), she has every single diesase known to man ( can we say hypo here?), she makes friends with others on fb whom she doesn't even know or have talked to but since they commented on my wall she feels compelled to friend then and then talk shit about my to them in her "little friend thread in box", i know this for a fact because one sent ME THE FREAKING COPY!!! 
am i being a bitch here? YES!!! am i being as petty? YES!!!! there is only so much bullshit i will take until i blow, and yup i reached it. 
it started out with someone else who was in a car accident. this person was not hurt but their car was a bit damaged. so i commented on it and offered words of advise since i am in the car business and this person's car is one of the models we service. so it only seemed right. not even 24hrs later wb was also in an accident. of course it was not her fault even though she slammed into the back of the car. according to her this person was parked. 
anyway for the last few days all i have seen is post of car being totaled, i know where that woman lives, i am going to get her, i was hurt so bad, my airbags went off etc etc etc. 
fine whatever!!!! did i comment or ask how she was? no. why bother because that would feed the fire. well i guess she must have noticed my absence because she felt the need to comment on something of mine and of course insert her 2 cents. 
which btw, bitch, you might want to hang on to the 2 cents you own since you will need it for when THAT WOMAN YOU HIT SUES THE PANTS OFF YOU!!!!! SHE WILL BECAUSE YOU HIT HER BY DRIVING TOO FAST AND NOT PAYING ATTENTION!!!! 
ok, sorry but i really needed to do that one. 
anyway, she commented and i said my response was directed at someone else not her. 
next thing i see is wb friends my friend. let's face some facts here, she has never talked to this person, she is not mutual friend with anyone else except me, so why send a request to someone whom you have nothing in common with?
to piss me the f**k off!!! 
they say karma comes back at you, well by me blogging and her posting (something that never happen) it will come back WB, trust me it will come back. or did it hit you already? 

my mom

about a month ago my mom asked for my help to paint her kitchen. this request came soon after i had just finished my living room. i said i would help. of course true to form, bribery was involved. let's face it, i am a lazy person these days and do not live up my free time with out something. so when mom asked i quickly demanded her famous homemade chocolate chip cookie. she not only said yes but threw in some bagels and lox. 
yes, i can be bribed and that was my price. 
my mom does not ask for a lot in life. a card on her birthday and mother's day, daily emails, and a visit once a month. i know you are saying, " once a month? that's rude.".
well since i do live 80 miles from her (one way peeps!) i do have to plan these things out and when you have ms and chrons, your life becomes one long thought out schedule.
i have to say my mom is good about it. she rather me be healthy than anything else. 
my mom has always been great. sure we had our arguements over the years, but hey haven't we all? my mom is a tough cookie herself. she has been through a lot and never gives up. 
she took care of my dad when he was sick, she always made sure my sister had what we needed and never failed to say "i love you".  i would love to say my parents were jerks, just to beef this up but i can't. i have/had a wonderful mom and dad. i am lucky. 
so where was i going with this? oh yea, painting the kitchen. 
well we finally picked a day to paint. mom had done most of the work and i just had the ceiling to do. now normally this would be an easy thing but since the kitchen table and everything else was still in the room, it was not an easy thing. plus the ceiling fan was still up. as i am trying to paint, i am getting paint every where. as i am painting, i am picturing a million different versions about to happen when my mom came home. she was working at the time. i had paint on the floor, the cabniets, the fan blades and everything else. 
i am picturing her yelling at me for getting paint everywhere, missing places etc. 
funny thing, she walks in the door and tells me what a great job i have done. now personally, i am not thrilled with it but she it. that is one thing i did not get from my parents, OCD!!! i look at it and i cringe. when i hit the fan blades again, all my mom can say, "it's the top of the blade, who is going to see it?" now this statement is something we do share because i tried to use that same logic when we had to move everything out of the living room when we painted. 
when all was done i helped her clean up and then we sat and talked. i have to admit going home at times kind of creeps me out because i still expect after almost 6 years my dad to walk in to the room. a lot has changed in that house. now when you walk in, dad is not sitting at the kitchen table watching tv, the living room is neater since my junk is not there, my bedroom is now a den/computer room and when you walk in you are staring straight at my nephew's face. 
how long does it take before i can walk in to mom's and not miss my dad being there? how my mom does it, is amazing. i know at times she thinks she can still hear him shout something across the room, i do too when i am there. 
my mom is not only brave but the best mom and grandma. my only wish is for my mom to stick around a long, long, long, long while. not for just me but for my nephew. i want her to be there for all the milestone's in his life like my grandparents were there for me and my sister. <3 mom!!!

you might not be excited...

I just found out my phone has an app for the blog!
ok this may not be excited by this but I am. so I thought some testing was in order here.

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this is too funny

yesterday in the course of putting life as i know it back together, thumper came home and i decided to make him help us. 
now as i said, thumper lives upstairs. he was ace's best friend and when he lost his job and apartment, i said he could move in. so he did and found a job. he watches lucky so she is not alone all day. he used to be a raging boozer. then one day he found god and gave it all up. cold turkey. he became someone we don't even know. he thinks he knows everything and has this "holier than thou" attitude. he rarely talks to us, hangs out or has anything to do with us. 
which at this point is fine by me. so long as he takes care of lucky, keeps his mouth shut and gives me money, i don't care what he does. 


now i don't like the idea of devoting a blog to him but what he did yesterday is worth it. 
about 6 months ago he had come home and i was on facebook, of course, and i was sharing something funny with ace. i started telling him about it and thumper looks at me and says 
" you know these people are not real. this is all a scam. it's just stupid. why do you waste your time with people you  don't know?" 
well, you know me, i saw red and had to let him have it. i said to him, " some of these people i do know, they are family, friends i have had for years, friends i lost touch with, and people i share something in common with. some i have met because of diseases we share and can help each other. you on the other hand asshole, hang out with a couple who are in their 70's. so before you open your mouth, look at your own pathic life." 
well with that he said nothing and went to his room. 


to get him to help he needed something from me. he wanted to use my laptop to check his email since the library's computers were full. i said ok since it was just his email. or so i thought. i turned around and saw he was logging into facebook!!!! for a second i thought it was MY page he was trying to log into. he asked me why it wasn't working and i looked and saw his email there. so in a very surprised voice i asked, " you have a facebook page??!?!?!"
he said yes. so i loaded his page and i could not help but asked why. he said he wanted to keep in touch with some girl he met in mexico and when he asked her how he could she said facebook! of course!! silly me!!! 
now i wasn't as mad as i was surprised since this was the ass who gave me shit about it but me being me i could not help myself and start giving him shit about it. smart ass he is he replied, " well i know these people and i talk to them and i have famous friends. very famous. but you would not know them since you do not know any of them." 
huh? are you kidding me? seriously? i could not believe it. ace then said  "so you want to be our facebook friend?" to which thumper said, "no. why would i when i live here."
now trust me i would not add him, nor would ace, but that was rude to say and it was a joke. 
with that he signed off and went upstairs. later on i could not help it, i checked his page. 
famous friends, huh. my ass. mommy, daddy, sister, brother in law, chick from mexico, and some rock stars. 
yeah, that's famous friends alright. 
speaking of which i need to get back to my own page and talk with my friends who are famous for being awesome.

what's up in life

well folks it's been a while. i know i have been very lazy coming back and updating. 
i would come up with some good excuse, but let's face it, i am lazy. 
the last two months have take their toll on me. where do i begin???

i guess i can just start where i left off with the ceiling. we finally found a contractor who not only knows what he is doing but also had the personality of a dead fish. he was not a dog person, something i did not know at the time. anyhow's ace and i had our weeks vacation. the first 2 days were great. the 3rd... well... i was stir crazy and he was making me nuts. 
we fought of course. i woke in a bad mood and he thought it was all about him. 
i seem to get that a lot in life. ace always thinks everything is all about him. 
this mood was just because i am used to a routine and it was broken. when the routine breaks, i freak and have no clue what to do or how to handle it. after a while i calmed down and ace finally picked up the clue. so after that all was well. 
lucky on the other hand did not take it well that  mommy and daddy were still home. i guess we broke her routine too and of course our "wonderful boarder" thumper, (he's another story that really does not need a blog mention. ) made sure not to be home or awake when we were around. 
we spent the days hanging out doing nothing. ace did have his birthday that week and thought turning 35 that day was the end of the world. personally i think some drama king was going on here. i mean, it's 35, i turned 40. did you see me freak? nope! i loved it and yes, i plan on turning 40 again this year. 
well ace had his melt down which included some drunking texting. to our boss!!!! 
yup you read correctly. the text was nothing bad, mean, or actually stupid. all it read was " i am 35 today. we should sit down and talk when i get back from vacation." 
now, i know i went a little overboard but really was that text needed? no. trust me when i say, our boss could care less. i do believe that all text messages should come with a  warning before you hit the send button. "are you sure you want to send this text? seriously? think about that long and hard buddy before you push that send button."
all the apps in the world now and no one has made it. 
in the course of all this, we had to pack up the living room and move everything out. the contractor was coming! let me just say 2 people and a dog should not be confinded to one room. need i say more? lucky was having a tough time with this. she wanted to say hi to mr. dead fish and his helper and could not. she wanted to go to her window was could not. she wanted her life. i don't blame her either. i wanted mine back too. 
so we spent 8 hrs in the kitchen that day. finally we were let out to roam our own house. 
the next night dead fish came back to mud. this went on until thursday when he finally finished that part. by now i had realized that never once did he acknowledge lucky. 
i think she noticed it too since every night since he layed down that tarp, she would pee on it. no joke. now we all know she has a weak bladder, but she never really does this at night. so you know she was pissed. it also did not help that it was light a 100 degrees out and i have no a/c in the living room. i have it in the bedroom but for some reason lucky does not like being in there if the door is closed. she likes to be able to come and go. 
so that did not help matters. 
i think she finally lost it on friday night. we all painted the living room. lucky had to hang out in her room with the door locked. i didn't want her to be able to jump over something and go from a black and white dog to a all white one or worse, lick paint. when we were done for the night, we let her out and gave her back her window. we hung out together for a while and then i told her goodnight. well i guess she was so pissed from being in her room that she peed on the tarp and pooped on it. she also dug out some of the stuffing of the tarp and put it on her poop to hide the evidence. well, lucky me ( no pun intended) i found it. your smart, you can figure out how. 
now it's sunday night and we all have our rooms back. i will admit the result is great but no something i want to do again. lucky is still out of sorts. the past 2 weeks her life was interuppted. here is to hopping we can all get our normal every day lives back and i can have some much needed downtime. 
here is how it came out. 

the ceiling is falling and it won't get up

i have a house that is older than dirt and should have been torn down many years ago.
since day one the money pit has been nothing but a thorn in my side. first it was the pump for the well. that was done within the first week we moved in. a year later was the plumbing, all of it was replaced after the main pipe burst. longer story there.
next was the tree that nearly came down on the house when we had the mirco burst back in july of 2007. too bad the damn tree didn't fall on this place but then we would not be having this conversation.
now it's 2010 and time for another disaster. we come home from work and had the surprise of our life. the living room ceiling came crashing down. how? we have no clue.
what scared us the most was that where the ceiling came down was in the exact spot over the window where lucky sits and of course jumps out of. she normally spends most of her day in that spot. i screamed right away for lucky. we didn't see her and had no idea if she was hurt or what was going on. she came out from her room, still shaking but ok.
this is what we came home too.

lots of plaster came down. we have no idea how. we do know there was high winds that day.
we had lots of rain but there was never any sign of a water leak. so cause is still semi unknown.
ace chalks it up to weather and a roof leak. i say it's a sign that this place needs to go.
either way it's now on to step 2 and 3, insurance companies and contractors.
the worst part has been the contractors. they all have been nice and helpful but their ideas of fixing and mine are light years apart. i am sure this will get fixed in the next few weeks, months, years, whatever. in the meantime, note to self: be present when you have the house inspected before you sign the final papers. otherwise you have a money pit and your inspector will be doing 2-5 for fraud. think he is up for parole now.

the dog jumps over the moon. or she went awol

ok bloggers, you have heard all about my baby. lucky.
did i mention she likes to jump out of windows? she does. i think i started blogging after the first time she did this. so let's go back to last summer and catch up, shall we?

one day last summer, we were on our way home from work when i got a phone call from the best neighbor, dog sitter, and friend. shawnda. she started to tell me a very unsettling story how she looked out her front door and saw lucky on her front lawn.
now not having a clue how this is happening, she goes outside and calls lucky's name. sure enough it's her and she comes running to shawnda. now shawnda has no clue how she got out. she knows we were not home yet. she askes lucky what she is doing out. yeah i know like lucky is suddenly is going to talk. lucky looks at her, grabs something off her lawn and bolts. funny thing she bolts back to our house and is sitting on the deck. shawnda walks over and sees the window wide open and the screen popped out. well now she knows how lucky got out, still confused how a dog would open a window and dismantle a screen, but tells her she has to get back into the house the same way she got out.
lucky jumps back into the house via the window.
shawnda tells me all this. i am seriously freaking out while hearing this and urging my husband to drive a little faster. shawnda says not to worry she will stay at my house and keep and eye on lucky.
we get home and realize how she did this. she stuck her nose under the window, which was open enough for some air, the she banged her nose against the screen until it bent enough so she could push it out. presto, dog escapes.
we ask lucky to show us what she stole, turns out it was this big blue ball with a rope attached. how she got it in her mouth is still a mystery. above is the ball lucky stole.
pretty damn big ball. well from then on said window was only open while we were home.
so this now brings us to summer 2010. it was end of may, a saturday, summer day.
well while i was in the shower and ace was upstairs in his den, lucky was left alone with an open window. i am sure you can guess what happen next, but indulge me here, won't you?
i heard her bark and figured some pesky person who we did not know was at the door. it's normally the only time lucky barks. i didn't think anything about it. then i come out of the bathroom and ace comes down. i asked him who was at the door. he tells me he has no idea. we turn and look at the window and yes, sure enough the screen is waving in the breeze.
the lucky puppy had escaped.
we go start to look for her and screaming her name, when all of a sudden here comes that little furball walking out from shawnda's  garage.
lucky is now home safe and sound and we are currently looking into some kind of alarm system, brackets, and/or a gate for keep her from going awol.
anyone know where i can find these things???

babysitting- omg!!!

i know i have not blogged anything in a while. mostly because i have had nothing interesting to write about until now.
a few weeks ago my sister asked me if i could babysit my nephew. my mom would be there too and all i really needed to do was entertain the little one until he was asleep then i could leave. i said yes and was looking forward to it. my mom would stay until my sister and brother in law got home. now for me, this is a schlep since i live 80 miles from downtown chicago. now she would have mom do it all but since she has a lot, and i mean a lot of stairs in her house and mom does not do stairs, i was it.
when i got to my sister's house and she opened the door i was greeted with a smile and a very happy "aunt miss". my nephew knew who i was and said my name. ok it was close to it but let's face it my name is not easy to pronnouce when you are 2 yrs old. i should know since i could not do it at his age either.  so we got upstairs and my nephew takes my hand to show me all his new toys, his buddy elmo and anything else he can think of.
since it was dinner time we sat down while he ate his. he looked so cute sitting at the table in his booster seat feeding himself. i have to say at 2 years old, he does a good job with out spilling food all over the place. it was getting close to the time they needed to leave so my sister and i go upstairs to my nephew's wing of the house so i could see where everything needed for bedtime was. first it's the diapers. which ones for night time, then the pj's, the the stuffed animals or the posse as i call them. then finally the bedtime stories.
next thing it is time to for the rents to go. note to parents, just tell your child you are leaving. let them know you love them but mommy and daddy need some "them" time and that you guys will be back. saves the person watching your child 30 minutes of the screaming that will follow.
so after the screaming fest, going up and down 4 flights of stairs 4 times ( i did. not joke)
i put on elmo and sesame street and he sat down with puppy and panda to watch. my nephew was calm.  the rest of the time went well. we watched it together, we played a little more, then while he was watching tv and in a good mood, i was able to get a video of him talking, laughing and enjoying our time together.
all too soon it was bedtime, 4 stories later, my little angel face was out like a light.

babysitting was fun. 

it's been a while.

i was looking through my blogs and realized it's been a while since i have written anything. 
i started to wonder why and then it hit me. i had nothing to say, nothing good has been happening and that's about it. 
the last few months have been ok, not great but ok. in march my nephew turned 2, i found out work might be branching out and opening a 3rd store, my husband is still has not learned that i am not a maid,  and the boarder who lives upstairs in my house is going to mexico for a week. 
exciting news huh? 
i wish there was something good i could say here but i can't. i think this might be the entry that is nothing but mindless babble. so you have the choice, read or hit the little "x" in the upper right hand corner. 
every day i wake up and hope something good will come out of the day. i try to make the day good. i try to be nice to others, although i will admit that is a hard one at times. 
i try and do my job as best i can, but let's face it, it's hard to be nice to a bunch of assholes who do not give a rat's ass about anything but themselves. i do my best to raise a good puppy but she is more interested in the world at times than me. i do what a good wife should, yet that one pretty much gets nothing in return. ok so i don't cook or actually do the laundry, but i do buy the freaking food and i do but the crap away. i also make sure everything is paid so no one has to ever worry. i clean this dump and make it look better than it actually is, of course that last 5 minutes. 
so i ask you, what the fuck is the point of this shit??? no matter how you look at it, life fucking sucks. maybe i am feeling sorry for myself and having a pitty party of my own. 
maybe i am entitled to it, maybe not. what pisses me off the most is that very few people ever noticed the good i do for them. not that i need praise every second, but a simple thank you does go a long way. 
i did see something that made me laugh today. like the rest of the free world, i have a facebook and a twitter page. now there really is only a few people on there i actually would call a friend. some i have know since childhood, high school and college. some i became friends with because we share a disease and dogs (weird but it works for us) in common and there is one girl i met on there who has just been the sweetest (sorry k.k but you are!!!) and gets a shout out. she is the best. we share the same views on humans and life. those are the ones who are true buds to me. 
i mentioned in an earlier entry about a woman ( the all about her blog), who was sort of a friend. since the falling out, we talk and banter back and forth. that's it, nothing major.
for the last few days, she and another girl who i was sort of friends with were tweeting back and forth how they were going to meet this weekend. what struck me as funny was they made it a point to tweet this every hour. i laughed every time i read it. 
well they met this weekend, had a nice visit, and the girl was not gone maybe 10 minutes when she tweeted how much fun she had and how much she missed the other one already. 
this went back and forth for the next few hours. "i miss you. you're my bff." how old are you guys?? even writing this i can not help but laugh. i can't help but wonder who they were trying to impress or what were they trying to prove. these are the things make the social networking sites funny. some people in the "all about me" group that i deleted have tried to re-friend me. you would think that they would have gotten the hint the first time when i deleted them and keep ignoring their request. 

update on good deed

just a quick update on my good deed for this year. 
the lady who fell down the stairs came into the dealership the other day. of course we all asked how she was and she was very pleased we all remembered her. personally, how could you not remember? someone falls down a flight of stairs, i would think you would remember that. 
she is doing very well, her shoulder is broken but not a bad break. it is healing nicely and she is using a sling. this lady could not thank all of us enough for just staying with her and fixing her car. 
i am glad she is doing ok and is on the mend. 

i'm the baby???

this is where life takes the strangest of turns. 
the other day i had left a post on my cousin's facebook page, telling her to save the date. 
she responded by asking me what was going on that day. i told her it was my nephew's (her cousin) 2nd birthday. 
now once you start discussing the younger kids in our family, the conversation then tends to move to the time machine. 
we started reminiscing about our birthdays when we were kids and all the fun things our grandparents would do for us. we had some great birthdays. 
she mentioned that her daughter was coming in at the end of the week and that reminded me that her daughter's birthday was coming up. now i will admit, when it comes to my younger cousins, remembering what day they were born on sometimes escapes my memory. ok, it escapes it all the time. in a round about way i asked when her daughter's birthday was by saying, "she is going to be 15, right?". yeah it was a bit sneaky, but sneaky does run in the family. 
she said yes that "j" would be 15 on the 21st of this month and that her nephew was turning 19 in the 24th. this was good to know since i would have missed "m's" birthday too. 
i started thinking the same thing she was, when did these kids get to be this old?
how is this possible? had i blinked and missed something? then i started thinking about my cousins on my mom's side. i realized that 1 was married now, 2 were in college and the 3rd was graduated, looking for a house and would probably be getting engaged soon. 
OMG I FEEL OLD!!!!
i said this to my cousin and she said, "you feel old? please!! do you want to know what is scary here? i will be celebrating my 50th birthday in 3 months! you and your sister are babies!!" ok i can see where she is going with this. i am 40 and hardly a baby, but to her, my sister and i will always be her babies. just like the younger ones are babies to my sister and i. 
i see the younger ones as kids clammering for our attention. i never stopped to think that my older cousins would feel the same way i do. on my dad's side i have 2 older  cousins. 
jan is 54 and andi will be 50. on my mom's side i have 3 older cousins. debbie is already 50, karin will be 48 and marc is 44. i see them as i always have. 
so when andi said my sister and i are babies, and i thought this whole thing through, i can now understand how she feels.  you never stop to think how the other one feels until you get there yourself. 
i guess to her, we are the babies.

shout out to my friend

this one is for a good friend of mine. 
i met her via of course another website and bonded over a game and funny thing, an illness. 
i must have said something about having ms in a post or blogged it, because not to long after that she emailed me about having ms. 
my friend also has ms. we exchanged horror stories about how we found out and meds we take and our lives. she is the sweetest girl you could ever meet. like any girl, she has her bitch switch (why i do adore her!!) but for her friends, she is the best. 
i admire her very much. she is on her own, putting herself through nursing school, works full time and saves every stray and abused dog. 
dogs are another bonding moment for us. we both love our "furkids" and do anything for them. 
recently i asked her how to change something on the blog. she was nice enough to sit down and help me figure out how to do it. she could have ignored the request, could have  emailed directions, but she didn't. she found websites for me to let me know how to change my blog.
just now as i went to finish this post, i saw she and the furkids  had left a comment on lucky's birthday post.  it made my night. i am very lucky to have such wonderful friends. 
so sweetie, when  you read this, thank you for being a great friend!!!!

the baby is now 8!!!!

on january 27th of this year, my little girl turned 8. 
it's hard to believe this adorable face turned 8 years old. like any parent, when your child gets older you look at them and think "when did this happen?".
i look at lucky and think the same thing. 
i remember the day lucky came home to us like it was yesterday. she was so tiny and scared. she had no idea what was happening and who were all these strange people. one moment she was living with the people who were taking care of her since she was born, and then she moves. 
lucky has been the joy of our lives. sure she gets into trouble. yes she has eaten things that she shouldn't. 
she has more toys, pillows and blankets than i do, but she deserves to be spoiled. she loves her mommy and daddy so much. she loves her snuggle time at night. i think that is her favorite part of the day. it's also mine. i love it when we get into bed and she snuggles next to me with the "puppy sigh" of content.
lucky also has her own facebook page. she has her friends dingo and savannah who when she sees their pictures, she licks my computer screen. on her page all her friends and family said happy birthday and they wrote it on mine too. she was pleased. 
we celebrated with our normal routine of dinner, treats and a big game of tug of war. 
for a little girl, who weighs 40lbs soak and wet, she has the jaws of steel. 

lucky has been through a lot in the last few months with being sick. i am grateful she has come though with her spunky personality intact. she is a wonderful little pup and loved very much.
snoozer after celebrating her birthday. 
here is to lucky's next 8 years!!!

i guess i did a good deed.

yesterday was a dramatic day at work. 
we had only been open about a 1/2 hour when the drama happened. 
i was at the copier (yes making copies at the copier) and talking with our receptionist jackie, when all of a sudden we heard this loud thump. jackie and i turned and we saw a lady falling down the stairs. 
we ran to catch her but she went down so fast there wasn't enough time. this poor lady had no idea what had just happened. she was so dazed and confused. jackie asked if she was ok and she said her knees hurt. i am looking at her and all i could think of was that she needs the paramedics. i said i was going to go call and the lady said no she was ok. she didn't look ok to me and i told her i was calling anyway. 
while we waited for the paramedics to arrive, i sat with her and kept her talking to me. 
let's face it, you go down the stairs head first a concussion has to be building somewhere. 
as we talked she mentioned that she needed to get home and take care of her mother. 
i asked her about her mother and she told me that she was elderly and needed to be watched. i sensed that she didn't want to say anything more and it was a painful subject. 
then i asked her if there was someone we could call for her. she said she had a brother who was a police officer. so we called him. 
after she was done, i looked at her and started talking to her again. she was becoming pale and starting to shake. i asked if she ok and she said she was going to pass out. i held her hand and told her to just relax and take a deep breath. then she said her shoulder was starting to hurt. i asked if anything else hurt and she was not sure. 
the paramedics arrived and asked the same questions. you could tell she was scared. 
i said to her that everything would be ok, but she needed to go to the hospital and get checked. i asked if she wanted me to go with until her brother arrived. she smiled and said thank you but could i just keep an eye on her car. 
odd request, but i said yes. 
the paramedics got her into a neck brace and strapped her to a back board. jackie had brought down her coat and purse and handed them to the paramedics. 
she was grateful that she had her belongings and as they started to move her, she asked them to wait a second. she turned and looked at jackie and i and said thank you for calling the paramedics and for caring. 


later that afternoon i asked my manager if he heard how she was. as it turns out she did have a concussion and a broken shoulder. 
in a way had we not acted so fast, things could have been worse. i am grateful that it was only a broken shoulder, and not head trauma. 

so a good deed was done.

omg, it's not all about you!!

i have this friend, well not really a friend, just someone i met on another another website a year or so ago. 
she is a younger than me by 2 years, divorced and a bit weird. she is entertaining and we do have the most interesting conversations but there are days when after listening to her go on and on, i just want to scream, "HELLO, HELLO!!! THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU!!! LOOSE THE ME, ME, ME, FACTOR!!" every conversation goes straight back to her and what is going on. 
now mind you, everyone has to have a "me" moment. take ace for example, he has one every 10 seconds he is awake, but at some point you just got to knock it off. it is annoying. 
my distaste for her started a few months ago when we had a difference in opinions about the health of my puppy. now most of my fb friends and my bloggers who know about lucky knew what had happen with her meds. btw, if i did not thank you for your love and support, thank you so much!!!!!!!!
according to said friend, she knew it all because she worked in a vet's office, had 4 dogs of her own and knows everything. she had said it was the meds, lucky should be taking sudafed, her diet for this was all wrong, the same thing happen to her last week (mmm, last week? really? that was not even mentioned) and her vet said to do this and that etc. 
aside from the "i hate liars", i needed support and comfort here, not a lecture and surely not opinions. however, said friend would not shut the fuck up. now granted this was all via text message (note to self: self stop giving for cell number to every tom, dick and harry!!!)
but i finally lost my temper, even via text this was not hard. i pretty much told her that even though i know she means well, this is my child, my only child, and i will do what i think is best for her. just like any mother would, right? yes. 
what is really ironic while i am having this text conversation with her, my husband is having the same one with a friend of his. of course his conversation was a bit more heated, if you can believe that one. 
after that, i have not talked as much with her. normally i will not talk shit about my friends. i love my friends and am always willing to help them whenever i can. however, this friend refuses to return the sentiment. the emails i get are always about her x-boyfriend who moved and about their "life" together, how bad etc etc etc, and when she is not whinning about that then it's her x-husband and his new wife. when i emailed her about a bad day i was having at work the response was " bummer and did i tell you what my ex's new wife did last night?". i mean come on, like why would i care about that? more important why do you??? that was all i got, bummer. like that was to make me feel better? that makes up for the hours i talked to her on the phone, gave advise, took the time to email her support??? 
this is a woman who says she "cares" about people and her friends, yet never ever returns the sentiment. this is something that does not sit well with me. i am a firm believer in karma, do one to others and unless they piss you off first, do not attack. i am not perfect and perfection is not something i believe in, but it strikes me as ironic that when i am supportive of her and she is not to me, something "bad" always seems to happen to her.  hello karma. 

the worst decade, yet not too bad...........

2010. new year new decade. 
at 7:30pm last night i realized this was the begining of a new decade, not just a new year. then it hit me, 10 years have gone by and man it was a crappy 10 years!!!!!
2000 started off with my nervous breakdown, 2001, 9/11 which needs no explanation. 
2002, my grandmother gets sick and it became a race to see how long we would be able to keep her alive. 2003, a mix of emotions. my sister gets married, i meet ace, i got the lucky puppy, break my wrist, loose a job, and grandma passes on. 
you would think that at some point things would get better. no. 
2004, my dad gets sick that summer and passes away that fall. during this time i too am getting sick and not having a clue that i am. 2005 finally something good happens, i married the love of my life, we become homeowners and that's all the good that could come out of that year. thinking back, i realize now the homeowner thing blows.

the bad and trust me the bad, my grandmother anne passes away and so does my cousin. they died within weeks of each other.
so far minus a couple weddings, and lucky, this decade is not going well. then lighting strikes. i am no longer getting sick, i am sick. for the next year we try to figure out why i am sick. 2006 does not get any better, my uncle austin passes away too that thanksgiving.
i remember the wish i made that new years. i wished for 2007 to be better and i would find a way to get well. funny thing, that was the one wish that came true. 
2007 i found help of a good doctor who had the good sense to go the right test, and a baby who i knew would not be there the next year.

as 2008 approached i could only help for better and prepared for the worst. the best and only good thing that came out of 2008 was the birth of my adorable little nephew. 
things looking up here, as so i thought, no we get hit with the worst recession ever. home loans get foreclosed, banks tank, the dow is doing things that have been not seen in years,  prices go up, my sister looses a job she worked so hard for,  and the military is still in the wrong place. did anything amazing happen to me that year? nothing good. 
2009 had happier moments not a lot but some. my family is healthy and safe, jacob turned 1, i turned 40 and came out of it without a problem, and i finally had a vacation with my husband. 
of course this was also the year of deaths of icons. partick, farrah, walter, the kennedy clan loose 2 people with in weeks of each other, and let's forget, michael jackson. not that he really rates on here but since i did grow up listening to "thriller" respects are need here.
even the economy was still taking a noise dive and ends still do not meet. our govenor rod, fucks up life for the state of illinois, his replacement is an ass bag and we loose more money to taxes while the state does a lavish election party for their home town president.
this was all i could think about last night as the clock slowly got to midnight, this is what i posted on my facebook page.

out of this decade only a few great things have come. a great husband, a lucky puppy, my nephew, a brother in law, my health slowly restored, and new and old friends. happy new year to everyone!!!

the last 10 years have been a learning experience. i learned to take responsibitly for my actions, became an adult and realized you can not change the past but you can change the future. 

will i ever look back on the last 10 years with fond memories? only some, forever this will be the worst decade. i am thankful to still be alive, but still selfish enough to want my family back. 

happy 2010!