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Monday, February 21, 2005

Today is President's Day.

Instead of sitting around my house all day and enjoying a day off, I'm sitting around all day at work and getting paid for it.
I don't know why we still call this day President's Day. In England they don't feel the need to label all of their holidays. They just call them "bank holiday". I mean why do we need to pretend that we're honoring presidents? It's just another reason for a store to have a Presidents Day Sale or to sit around and drink or in my case to sit at work and play on my laptop. I won't complain.
A special hello to whoever found my blog by doing a search for "fuck Bremerton". I'm not sure what this person was looking for, but I'll join in with his/her sentiments...whatever they may be.
And, to the person in good ole Yulee, FL who spent 37 minutes looking through my archives, don't you have anything better to do with your time? I mean, I know you live in Yulee which is not exactly a hotbed of activity and thanks for reading and all that, but that's 37 minutes of your life that you'll never get back. And you didn't even leave a comment!
This past weekend was the yearly torture I like to call "E's sleepover birthday party". Every year she wants a sleep over for her birthday and every year she has one. She'll send out invitations to 5 or so people and we'll mark very clearly "Please RSVP at xxx-xxxx". Every year no one bothers to call until the day before or the day of the party to say whether they can come or not. When did people become so rude? When you're given an invitation that clearly states RSVP, you make a 30 second phone call to the host/hostess and say yes or no. It's quick, it's painless, and it really helps with the party planning. Every year we go through this crap and every year I say "this is the last one, there's no more after this" but something happens to my memory from one year to the next because we always find ourselves around new year starting to plan a sleepover.
This year was no exception of course and in the end we had 2 girls staying over. This is the worst thing that could happen. Having 2 girls is fine, having 4 is fine, but having 3 always ALWAYS guarantees that two of them will gang up on the 3rd and fights will break out that require parental involvement (which comes down to me saying "y'all work it out yourselves").
All in all it was a good party. I made a cake (of course).

Other than that, the weekend was fairly productive. I've packed 1 box. Only 60 more to go I reckon...

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

And I get paid to do this.

As if I needed another mindless thing to help me pass my work day...(but it's pretty cool anyway)

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Good Morning Blogland!!

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Don't buy Real Simple magazine

212 pages...178 of them have ads.

But I did learn 14 secrets of how to save money all year long. Apparently the key is to NOT SPEND MONEY. The second tip should be don't spend money on magazines where 3/4 of it is advertisements.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Yikes, time for an update

I don't even know what I've been doing to keep me busy, but I haven't posted in a while. OOps.

Working. I gave my notice last week. My last day will be May 13. It's a little weird for me because this will be the first time in about 15 years that I haven't had a job...on purpose. I'm going to look for something that I can do part time or from home, but I'm also going to enjoy some time with my daughter before any other people decide to show up and she feels really jipped because I never got to stay home with her. I was a single mom for 7 years so I always HAD to have a job. I'm very nervous about not having one now. Will we have enough money to pay for stuff? Will I have enough stuff to do to not be bored? Will my husband resent me for not working?
These are the things weighing heavily on my mind. That, and the fact that I have a MAJOR move coming up in about 4 months and I'm not ready yet. There is more painting to do, home improvements to be improved, packing, selling, sorting, and all of the other fun stuff that goes along with moving. The Navy isn't helping out with that at all of course which I've heard is normal. I'm the type of person who likes to have things done and dusted. I don't like waiting until a month before a move like that to make arrangements for strangers to come pack up my stuff. Therefore, we will be packing/moving ourselves. At least that way we can save what little control we have over a situation that we really have no control over (if that makes sense).

Birthday. I had a total of 3 "birthday parties";one for every decade I've been alive I suppose. I don't feel older, I don't look older, and I still get carded. Maybe I didn't age?
The remainder of the month will be spent with Valentine's parties, birthday parties for E, and whatever other things I can think of to make the time between now and when Jeff get home go by as fast as possible. I'm so sick of this stupid deployment. Thankfully there are only a few weeks left.

I've had some really interesting dreams that I wish I could remember to blog about. The one that sticks out in my mind is the one I was woken up from on Sunday when my mom showed up to paint. I was in a public shower and I was fixing to get out of the shower, but I didn't have a towel. So I'm in the shower naked and soaking wet and I'm running around seeing if I could borrow towels from people (kinda gross if you think about it). I ended up having to borrow a towel from a midget...which ended up being a hand towel sized towel. Better than nothing I suppose.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Not over the hill yet... that happens when I turn 50.
I got the cutest thing for my birthday. I love it! As an added bonus, there's apparently a big controversy over them too. Typical. People have to get something to complain about from something as harmless as a teddy bear...maybe they're just jealous.

Don't gross out the world.

Test your international dining etiquette

oh, and happy birthday to me.

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