Well the weekend has come and gone and I'm left with a fatter ass, a tooth ache, and a miserable cold. Friday we took Julian to the pumpkin patch with my adorable godson, goddaughter, niece and their momma. We had so much fun. While Julian is far too small to be going on the rides, it was a ton of fun watching Andrew experience everything and really enjoying the rides.

{Andrew wanted so desperately to go on the little boats. He didn't make it more than 2 times around when he started this... and the wonderful uncle that CJ is captured it perfectly. While his mom, and 2 sisters laughed... me, the nina that I am, wanted to cry right next to him. It was hilarious.}

{Here is Julian watching Andrew on the boats. I'm pretty sure he has no idea what's going on... but it was cute that he watched Andrew go around and around {and scream and cry}. He paid no attention to any other kid except Andrew.}

{Here are the boys together. Julian is looking at Val, Andrew is looking at me. All Andrew wanted to do for the rest of the night was hold Julian. It was adorable. He loves this kid and loves to give him kisses. Julian doesn't seem to mind them at all and has slobbered all over Andrew on more than one occasion. I love these kids.}

We woke up Saturday to a coughing momma and baby J. Poor CJ had to deal with our crying and whimpering. We didn't do much for halloween other than take baby j outside and sit him next to a ceramic pumpkin. Yes, I'm admitting it now even though Rebecca is going to smack me, we did not get a pumpkin which means I did not carve a pumpkin... nor did we buy a costume for baby j either. {Rebecca.. i loves you!}

So it was a quiet weekend around these parts. I've eaten my weight in candy... which mind you we bought and had NO intentions of passing it out. We have dental appointments today... a total cawinkidink that they're right now, but I"m feeling a little ache and have a feeling I have a cavity. I'm a little pissed at that... I've gone my entire life without one cavity until right before I had the baby. And now. Damn chompers.

{So from my family to yours... we hope you had a Happy Halloween!}

Keepin It Classy

So I know today is supposed to be wordless wednesday. But I've had some things called to my attention lately that I really can't let go.

Let's get started.

What has happened to women of America these days!? Are we just continually sliding down this steep slippery moutain further and further away from class?! I mean seriously, what is wrong with women these days?!

I'm driving down the street yesterday and the car in front of me has a license plate frame that is black with hot pink lettering. It reads: "{top} My next ride is... {bottom} YOUR MAN" *gulp* Seriously? Who puts that on their car?! Who announces to the world that they're a hoe-bag and will "ride" a man... a taken man... or just in general says they'll ride a man!? I get that everyone talks about stuff... girls talk and laugh and share stories... it's what women do. But you do that with your friends! Come on now!!! At this point not only am I in shock over this, but now I'm curious... I have to see what this person looks like. So quick lane change and a little bit of the gas pedal and here I am... she is a teenager. There is no way she was older than 17 or 18. No way. I'm in total amazement that this KID has this.

No rewind back a week or so... we're at the grocery store. The grocery store folks... I'm not talking about the clubs or anything... and we see this woman, who is around my age, struttin' her stuff with her 2 children and one on the way. Nothing wrong with that right? Right. Until you hear this!!! She has cut off shorts so short I'm pretty sure I saw the TOP of her butt. And her preggo belly popping out of a teeny tiny shirt that would've fit my 1 1/2 year old Godson!

So my question is this... what has changed? Why is it suddenly acceptable for girls to dress like hoe's and put out their business? Why is it acceptable to not leave too much up for the imagination? I mean, I'm not saying that I dont wear low cut shirts or that I keep my mouth sealed about things. But my low cut shirts are not so low you could see my belly button, nor are my shorts so short yo ucan see my cheeks. And when I do talk, it's with my closest girls and we're all comparing stories and laughing and being girls... mind you we're all married or in committed relationships as well. Not just out whor-ing it up with whatever Johnny that walks our way. Is there no sense of modesty these days?

blah...

I vote there should be a list of rules. Rules that women must abide by!

Rule #1: Keep your panties on
Rule #2: Wear cute outfits that aren't so revealing. It's okay to be sexy, but it's not okay to be a tramp.
Rule #3: Have some sort of respect and dignity left to give to your future spouse.
Rule #4: Hvae enough respect and dignity for yourself.
Rule #5: Keep it Classy!!!

{sick masks}

well the sickness is in.the.air. it's blown straight into casa de moi. the hubband started coming down with it sunday night. by monday morning it was a full blown nasty, snot nosed cold. he came home early from work that day.

these were the ground rules that i laid out on sunday when he announced he felt like he was getting sick:

1. do not breathe near the baby

2. do not cough near the baby

3. do not sneeze near the baby

4. cover your mouth when you cough/sneeze {which duhh, he's not a pig!}

5. wash your hands A LOT... i also threw in "i dont care if they crack and bleed... keep washing them!
6. do not even look at the baby

so... monday when he came home from work he was banished to our bedroom. and when he had to go into the hallway for something he had to hold his breath and run. now i know i might sound a little crazy obsessive. but well, frankly, i am. and i dont want my little baby j to get sick! well... my ever so wonderful attentive husband that i have, didn't listen to me. i come home to find him sprawled out on one part of our sectional couch. {glare} little turd. but he did assure me that he at least slept in our room instead of sleeping on the couch. but rules 1-6 still applied. and he did abide by them!

well tuesday comes and i have a board meeting for work. which means i dont get home until 8 or 9 usually. so he was on baby duty. i brought home a mask for him to wear. he almost scoffed {and coughed} when i showed him what he had to wear. so just as my meeting is about to start i get a picture message... and this is what he sends me...

well needless to say, he did not wear the sick mask. he said it was gross breathing in used air. oh, and dont panic... he did not make the baby wear this the whole time. he did his best to not breathe on the baby... he washed and sanitized his hands like crazy... but he did enjoy some daddy time with baby j. and baby j sure loves daddy time. so... in a few days if i start bitching about the hubby getting baby j sick, just remind me that they had fun together.

{and if i tell you to shut it... please dont take it personal! ha!}

{Julian}

Since we wont be in town next weekend {we'll be in VEGAS for Karla & Joe's wedding!} we decided to do Julians 5 month photo shoot now. Even though he wont be 5 months for another week...

Can you believe he's already 5 months!? {almost}

It seems like just yesterday I had him. It seems like just yesterday he was my 5lb 7oz little tiny bundle of love. And now... he's my 16lb bundle of love, laughs, and coo-ing. This little man has an amazing personality!

Without further adeu...

{this entire post is going to be very random and not well orchistratred... my thoughts are all over the place on this}

Wow... has it really been 9 days since all of this has started?! Well I guess more than 9 days since I posted a few days after. Either way it's been long... and exhausting.

Where to start...

Okay let's start with Swine. It's him. He's the one who did it. I mean I can't say with 10000% certainty that it is him. But white light lady said that she knows it's him. And well, if the shoe fits... His culture is very much involved in these types of things... his wifes is as well. And well, apparently money talks and you can hire people to do such "Santeria" type things. White light lady said that he's trying very hard to bury deep into our center his negativity. And she isn't letting it in. I have been saying my daily prayers as usual, and adding in some extra ones for good measure. I usually have my rosary in my purse with me... it's now in my pocket. And I gave one to Bossy too... This whole situation has really shaken us both to the core and as much as I rely on my faith to get me through anything and everything... I'm leaning more than ever now.

So since white light lady is really stiffeling his negative thoughts/wishes, Swine has gone about things in a different way. He is now being very difficult... he has disputed his annual review with me. Claiming I'm lying and that I have it out for him. He has also filed several complaints with HR. At the present time I do not know what these complaints are... I dont even have any sort of idea what they could be about. I spoke with my RVP (Regional Vice President) who said it'll be okay but he still has to investigate to do things legally and properly. So next week my RVP will be here with all 6 pages of Swine's complaint. He'll be interviewing staff and investigating. I hear that one of the alligations is pretty big against Bossy. {We're thinking harassment, even though she is one of the most appropriate people I have EVER met}. And we're guessing that the other complaints against me are for un-fair treatment. He's told Mousey that I pick on him, I treat him unfairly and that I treat him like a child.

So that's where I am... that's what's going on in my neck of the woods. It's just been rough. You think you're doing your job, a great job at that and that you do what is best for the facility and for the staff... and then you get punched in the gut. It's a lot to swallow.

Sorry for the crappy update... I'm exhausted.

On a happy note... tonight we're going to listen to THIS band tonight. They're great, they're ahmazing... they're friends of the one and only Magpie. Looks like I'll meet Jeff before I actually meet Jen! ha!!! Check them out on YouTube... they're great!

{This is me freaked out}

{This is a voodoo protection charm... google is mah friend}

So we've had some really strange happenings around these parts lately...

Monday, I come to work like any normal Monday. I'm basically cursing the day and wishing I were still home snuggled between my guys. Well I come in to find we were cursed!

Bossy tells me that she has something to show me and asks me not to throw up. Ummm okay?? So off we go... to our emergency exit in our recovery room. Open the door and what do I see?? Well what I type next just might make your stomach turn and churn. We see animal parts all laid out ever so delicately. I mean, I'm not really sure you can lay them out in a delicate fashion. But they were. They were strategically placed. The count goes as follows: 46 chicken feet {23 chickens had their feet cut off}, 3-4 tongues of different animals, 1 heart, several {no joke, a crapton} livers, 2 cow hooves that were chopped in 4 places, 7 feet of a clean colon, chorizo {cops said to symbolize diseased colon maybe}, and a sheep or a goat hyde. We called the police and animal control came out. She said she believed it to be some sort of "voodoo" or "black magic". That everything was very symbolic and everything was very well thought through. {On a side note, this had to have been FRESH because tissue dries out SO quickly. There were no ants, maggits or flies... nor was there a stench.... all of that came later as we waited for the Police to do their report and clear the nasty-ness}.

One of the women who works in the suite next to us, well she's just the sweetest woman ever. She has the "light"... I don't even really know how to word it. But she is able to see things, sense things, speak with spirits and souls... but all positively. Nothing negative about her. So we call her and before we even open our mouth she says she knows... she sensed it {she only works Wed-Fri so she was off}. She said that it's very bad. Had there been a chicken head it would've been just a warning from whoever. However, as you just re-read in my list, there was no head. So whoever did this is full blown putting it out there to annihilate our center. And yes, she said the world annihilate. So she was feverishly gathering things and protections for us...

To kind of make light of the situation... and part of me even thought this... I said to Bossy "I bet it was Swine!". We laughed... we giggled... and then we proceeded to make awful stereotypical remarks. Swine is from another country and grew up there until he was 16.

Well today, Wednesday, I come to work. Starving. Trying to think of what I was going to do for breakfast... And I walk in to Bossy saying "Wanna see our new signs? It's not disgusting this time." So off I we go. In the dark. Outside. {I start work at 6:30} She takes me out to where the guts were placed and spray painted are 3 white mummy type faces. They're in the shape of a triangle. Then we see a black one, then a few feet down another black one, and several feet down another black one... the black faces are the same as the white ones, but they're painted on things stretching over the front of our entrance.

Today, White Light Woman {I'm seriously sucking at thinking of names these days}, is working. I took her out and showed her everything... she said it's very strong and evil. She is going to get this and get rid of it for us. She has said a protection over Bossy & I... well because Bossy & I are the lead of the center. Which means that we represent the center... which means we should be scared. So we'll see.

I've always said {and was reminded by Nerdy, Magpie & Captain Wonderful} that if you dont believe it it can't happen... that one cannot spend their time feeding into the evil because that's what evil wants. It thrives on the fear of those it is after. Well right now I'm having a little bit of a hard time. And I'm saying lots and lots of prayers. The normal kind of prayers... the kind where you get on your knees and you pray to God. I pray that everything is okay, and that Bossy, myself, and the rest of the people I work with are kept safe and sound...

WTF Thursday

I dont know if this exists... but let's try it out. Let's see if every Thursday we can blog a WTF moment!

So here's my moment:
{note: The employee formerly known as Piggy will now be known as Swine... he's not a pig... he's a bohemuth of a big dirty swine... and pigpig is the little name momma has for her adorable baby j. the only reason he is known as Piggy well now Swine is because he's a shovanistic pig in real life. Like for serious, folks.}

I arrive at work, exhausted, crabby, hungry and some knots screaming in my shoulders. BUT... I look gooooood! {I got my hair did yesterday && am wearing a supah cute outfit to go with my supah cute hair}

I login to the computer system... open all of my programs in order {some serious OCD right here}. Last to open is my work email on outlook. Okay start going through emails, delete this... delete that... something from Swine titled "Vacation"

Dear Tracy,
I want to follow up on my vacation request for December 28, 2009 Thru January 15,2010 .

When we spoke several months ago, I mentioned I wanted to take vacation and verbally gave you specifics. You said it should not be a problem and I went ahead and purchased my tickets

While you were on maternity leave I followed up with Bossy and she said she was not sure because it might be busy and would check back with you.

Going forward I will request vacation in writing to avoid any potential problems in the future.

Thank you in advance,
Swine


INSTANTLY smoke comes from my nose and ears and I am HEATED!!!
#1 - at NO point did we "speak several months ago" where he mentioned any sort of specifics. He might have said to me he was planning a vacation at the end of the year. Leaving out the fact that it would be a THREE week vacation!
#2 - He requested {not "followed up"} his vacation with Bossy while I was out on maternity leave. She told him that she would not approve that vacation and felt that he was being inappropriate to ask her instead of his boss and that she felt he purposely waited until I left.
#3 - It's at month end/year end. And while I'm all for my staff taking a vacation... they certainly deserve it... I am dead set against having to cover for some asshole for three weeks, who doesn't even do his own job well to begin with, when I have major major deadlines and huge financial projects to handle. We're talking closing the books and reconciling things for an entire year! That's 52 weeks of work. 365 days! This is epic folks.
#4 - I was almost certain that it is in the employee handbook that you can't take off more than 2 weeks at a time. I just searched the handbook and didn't find jack about vacations. {this is me pouting}

SO... I think I'll be denying this vacation request. Or at least telling him he can't have the first week off. Something. And then after we have that discussion I'm almost 100% sure he'll be telling me what I can do with his job.



AND my other WTF moment:

I got my hair did yesterday. I love it. I had 3 hours of girl talk and girl pampering. I missed my boys oh so much... but man do I feel good!
Anyhoo... I pull up to the house at 8:15 and guess what I find? The ASSHOLE is parked in front of my house. I flipped a beotch and parked my big ol Yukon right smack in front of his house. Hope he gets the picture. Doesn't he realize I have a heavy baby to carry in his heavy carseat to my car!?