I love Saturdays. They are even better when you don't have to work them for 3 weeks in a row. Haven't being doing too much this week mainly 'cause I've had to get up for work at 5am and crash at night about 8pm. Plus we (Jim and I) have a new doggie! Her name is Abby and she's 2 years old. Supposedly she is a shepard mix but I don't see it. The shelter says she's been a stray probably most of her life and that she has definitely been a mommy at least once...but no more puppies for her. We had to get her fixed to adopt her. We got her on Thursday afternoon and so far the only thing she has destroyed are our front room blinds from jumping on them to watch us leave. She is the biggest baby and I love it. If we even leave the apartment to check the mail she starts whining. If we close the bedroom door with us inside and her outside she starts whining and barking. She is just the cutest thing ever. And the dog that my dad has that we consider the family dog "Frasier", likes her too. They were rolling all over the floor last night, sniffing each other and wagging their tales. They are so cute together. Hopefully I'm gonna use up the rest of this roll of film I have and drop it off at work tomorrow. Get some pictures of her on here by Tuesday night. That's the plan. Right now she is sitting under my computer desk sleeping. The only thing that worries me is that as far as I can tell, she hasn't peed yet. Since Thursday. It's Saturday. She drinking water and she's not peeing so I'm a little concerned. If I don't see anything happening by Monday I'll probably call the vet and find out what's up.
I really wish it wasn't so damn muggy. I don't want to do anything when it's this icky outside. Oh well, fall and winter will be here before I know it and then I'll be complaining that it's too cold. Go figure. Time to go play with Abby. Later.
7.31.2004
7.28.2004
Thousand Islands
I figured I should put up some pictures from last weekends vacation. Not many good ones came out so here's what I liked. Just to let everyone know...my dad adopted a dog for Jim and I. Her name is Abby and we pick her up tomorrow about 1:30pm. Hope to have some pictures of her on here soon. Later
7.21.2004
They said what?
So after a 8 hour shift at BJ'S, Angela and I came up with a the best classics line we heard tonight. Enjoy!
Girl returning Poland Spring distilled water: "I don't want distilled water. You can't drink it. It's for batteries. You get sick and DIE."
Guy wanders up to the podium: "I'm looking for a drink called Kool-Aid but it's not Kool-Aid."
Woman at the service desk: "We decided we didn't want this patio set. It's glass - we live next to a golf course."
Woman buying a trampoline: "Why do I have to pay NY state tax? I'm from Florida - my card says Florida."
Old Guy at the service desk writing a check
Girl: "Oh, you press so hard."
Guy: "I always do."
Guy calling on the phone: "Did anyone find a birth certificate?"
This is the crap we put up with everyday at work. Be kind to us or we might have to either 1)laugh out loud at you or 2) kill you. Later.
Girl returning Poland Spring distilled water: "I don't want distilled water. You can't drink it. It's for batteries. You get sick and DIE."
Guy wanders up to the podium: "I'm looking for a drink called Kool-Aid but it's not Kool-Aid."
Woman at the service desk: "We decided we didn't want this patio set. It's glass - we live next to a golf course."
Woman buying a trampoline: "Why do I have to pay NY state tax? I'm from Florida - my card says Florida."
Old Guy at the service desk writing a check
Girl: "Oh, you press so hard."
Guy: "I always do."
Guy calling on the phone: "Did anyone find a birth certificate?"
This is the crap we put up with everyday at work. Be kind to us or we might have to either 1)laugh out loud at you or 2) kill you. Later.
7.18.2004
god is mean sometimes
First of all, the next time I go on vacation with kids for a week, they damn well better be mine. I've decided that although I love my best friend and her kids, they are all nuts. Between the rain and the kids yelling at each other and Nocian yelling at the kids and her and jackass yelling at each other, I thought I might commit suicide by jumping off the cliff next to us into the shallow stream. Oh dear god, the insanity. Instead I decided to take the slow route to suicide by letting all the freakin' bugs eat me slowly to death.
Now, the entire week wasn't horrible. Monday wasn't that bad although right now I couldn't tell you what the hell we did. I know we spent at least a good 2-21/2 hours in the hornell plaza shopping at Wegmans and Walmart. Other than that I couldn't tell you. I guess the thought of leaving early and/or suicide came later.
Oh Sunday (the day we got there) was classic. Jen has two boys who both have different daddies (if you can call them that). Anyway, we got to Tops on Sunday who do run in to other than the 8 year olds dad and his girlfriend. They decided to go to Stony brook for the day. Now Nocian hates him. Wants nothing to do with him. So why she invited him up to the campsite for awhile before we had even unpacked the cars is beyond me. Maybe she was just trying to be civil for her son's sake. But all I know is that the entire time they were there, she didn't say more than two words to him. She couldn't wait for them to leave. But whatever, I was on vacation and I was trying to enjoy it.
Tuesday was actually the best day we had. Although I didn't bring enough blankets and had to go buy one at Wal-mart and I woke up with my neck hurting from sleeping the wrong way I was still in a pretty good mood. We went down to the waterfalls and did a little swimming. Although none of us adults had actually planned to, we all ended up because we all fell at least once on that damn moss. I have the damn bruise to prove it. The water was cold but clear and it was warm and sunny so we all had fun. It wasn't until Tuesday that I started missing Jim. Not a big ache or anything but a "I wonder what Jim's doing right now? I wonder if he's missing me yet?" After some showers to rinse off all the dirt from the stream, we ate some grilled chicken sandwiches and did a little drinking in front of the fire that I made. I was so proud of myself. Now I know most people are like big deal, you have a match and a lighter. Not that big of a deal to make a fire. But dammit, that shit was hard. To build a big enough fire to actually watch the moths do kamikaze's into the fire is not easy. So shut it.
Wednesday. The beginning of the end. Woke up to the ground shaking from the thunder. Jumped out of my tent to run to the bathrooms then ran back to the campsite and by then I was totally soaked. Jen and the boys were awake so I grabbed dry clothes out of my tent and got into hers. They had a huge tent. Sleeps 9 people; they only had 3 1/2 in it. I say 3 1/2 'cause Joey (the 4 year old) only comes up to about my mid-thigh. Anyway, after changing into some dry clothes, Hector (8 year old) and I played canasta for about 3 hours in which he got mad at the end of every hand 'cause I'd go out on him. He plays a lot like Jim does if that gives you any idea how badly he played. Now I don't know if it was the rain or PMS or what but I seriously wanted to just kill all 4 of them by Wednesday afternoon. Nocian and her boyfriend argue about everything. I mean everything. About where shoes should go, who changes Joey, who's going to cook. I sure they argue about who's gonna be on top for sex but I don't need to get that visual. We ended up doing laundry because there wasn't anything else to do because of the rain. I swear to God, if the boys had been mine I would have beat there asses by Wednesday. They don't listen, they talk back and they don't care. Maybe it's just cause they are boys. I don't remember Chandler ever doing this crap. Somehow, someway, when I have kids I'm gonna make sure they are girls. I've had enough of boys. During the rain and the yelling, somehow I managed to get a hold of Kacie to have her come down on Friday since it wasn't scheduled to rain and I had to call Jim about 4 different times before I was able to hear his beautiful voice. We only got to talk for about 5 minutes but it was enough to boost my spirits....for about 2 hours. Wednesday was just one of those days where we just sat under the tarp and drank. There wasn't that much more to do.
Thursday I decided I needed a break from everyone and drove back to Rochester in the rain so that I could 1.) see my boyfriend who I missed horrible and 2.) try and get my paycheck. Got to my house and trying to make as little noise as possible snuck into the bedroom where my wonderful boyfriend was sound asleep. I jumped on top of him and started kissing him awake. I love that man. Sigh. After convincing him he didn't need to do laundry today, we layed in the bed for a bit just enjoying each other. Get your mind out of the gutter kids. Not that kind of enjoying. Called in a prescription and called BJ's only to find out that I wouldn't be able to pick up my paycheck until Friday even though I was on vacation and wouldn't be back until Monday. Scumbags. If I ever find out who called the 800 # to complain about paychecks I will kill them. About 4 hours after I left the campsite, I returned to a.) find it still raining b.) everyone still fighting and not relaxing at all the way you're supposed to when you're on vacation and c.) find Hector's dad putting up a tent on the campsite next to us. They came back and decided to stay for the whole weekend. Now maybe some of you are quick and see the problem with this setup. For those of you who don't let me explain. Hector's dad was supposed to pick him up on Thursday and take him home back to Rochester. Away. Gone. I was looking forward to one less voice being loud. But alas, that didn't happen. So now, Jen is pissed 'cause she doesn't want to deal with the father; I'm pissed cause now there's more people to add to the yelling and arguing. At this point, I'm praying that we just decide to go home. I'm sick of my air mattress, I'm sick of having to lock the tent everytime I leave it 'cause there are certain people that can't be trusted, I'm sick of getting bug bites, I'm sick of everyone and everything. But that didn't happen either. Instead we just decided to put up a tarp to block our campsite off from theirs. I think it was Thursday night that I decided that I was probably gonna go home on Saturday for no reason other than that it would be one less night on that damn air mattress that is about 5 years old and keeps deflating and I keep waking up with a stiff neck. That and the fact that I missed my boyfriend so much I could cry. Drank a Smirnoff Twisted in front of the fire that night and went to bed thoroughly pissed.
Friday. I think we all hated each other by Friday. I was so ready to leave those people I left about 40 minutes after I got up. Didn't even take a shower. I told them I had to get my paycheck which I did have to get but the real reason was just to have some peace. Good god people. I don't remember fighting with my own family as much as they were all fighting. And let me tell you, my family had some shitty vacations but I don't think any were this bad. At one point I think I was even wising I was back at good ole Bj's being harassed by the members. It passed quickly but it was there none the less. I got back from Rochester about mid-afternoon just wishing it would hurry up and end. By the time it was almost dusk, I had already told Jen I was leaving Saturday night instead of Sunday morning. I didn't tell her that she and her offspring were driving me nuts and that I didn't want to see them again for like 3 weeks but whatever. I think at that point the vacation wasn't salvagable. It was still raining off and on and it was cold. I just didn't care anymore.
Saturday started with almost no clouds in the sky. What the fuck! It was sunny, warm and my tent showed signs of trying to dry. Yeah after I had already decided that I was gonna go home Sat. God is mean sometimes. I basically didn't care anymore though. I woke up about 9:30am and waited about an hour and a half for the showers to open up. My one question to the caretakers of Stonybrook park. Why would you have 5 bathroom stalls and only 2 shower stalls for an area of about 40 campsites with at least 2 people at each campsite? Where's the logic people? Seriously. Anyway, I got dressed and started packing. My shit was packed in under an hour, tent and all. I waited for Nocian and them to finish packing cause they decided to leave Sat. as well. It was also Joey's birthday on Sat. which officially made him 4 years old. He didn't really understand but whatever. I was going home to my nice bed and my wonderful boyfriend.
So that's it. My week sucked and tomorrow I get to go back to work. But there is hope. On Friday Jim and I leave for the Thousand Islands for his family reunion. Never been there. Should be fun. But then I went camping and I had never been and look how that turned out. Later people.
Now, the entire week wasn't horrible. Monday wasn't that bad although right now I couldn't tell you what the hell we did. I know we spent at least a good 2-21/2 hours in the hornell plaza shopping at Wegmans and Walmart. Other than that I couldn't tell you. I guess the thought of leaving early and/or suicide came later.
Oh Sunday (the day we got there) was classic. Jen has two boys who both have different daddies (if you can call them that). Anyway, we got to Tops on Sunday who do run in to other than the 8 year olds dad and his girlfriend. They decided to go to Stony brook for the day. Now Nocian hates him. Wants nothing to do with him. So why she invited him up to the campsite for awhile before we had even unpacked the cars is beyond me. Maybe she was just trying to be civil for her son's sake. But all I know is that the entire time they were there, she didn't say more than two words to him. She couldn't wait for them to leave. But whatever, I was on vacation and I was trying to enjoy it.
Tuesday was actually the best day we had. Although I didn't bring enough blankets and had to go buy one at Wal-mart and I woke up with my neck hurting from sleeping the wrong way I was still in a pretty good mood. We went down to the waterfalls and did a little swimming. Although none of us adults had actually planned to, we all ended up because we all fell at least once on that damn moss. I have the damn bruise to prove it. The water was cold but clear and it was warm and sunny so we all had fun. It wasn't until Tuesday that I started missing Jim. Not a big ache or anything but a "I wonder what Jim's doing right now? I wonder if he's missing me yet?" After some showers to rinse off all the dirt from the stream, we ate some grilled chicken sandwiches and did a little drinking in front of the fire that I made. I was so proud of myself. Now I know most people are like big deal, you have a match and a lighter. Not that big of a deal to make a fire. But dammit, that shit was hard. To build a big enough fire to actually watch the moths do kamikaze's into the fire is not easy. So shut it.
Wednesday. The beginning of the end. Woke up to the ground shaking from the thunder. Jumped out of my tent to run to the bathrooms then ran back to the campsite and by then I was totally soaked. Jen and the boys were awake so I grabbed dry clothes out of my tent and got into hers. They had a huge tent. Sleeps 9 people; they only had 3 1/2 in it. I say 3 1/2 'cause Joey (the 4 year old) only comes up to about my mid-thigh. Anyway, after changing into some dry clothes, Hector (8 year old) and I played canasta for about 3 hours in which he got mad at the end of every hand 'cause I'd go out on him. He plays a lot like Jim does if that gives you any idea how badly he played. Now I don't know if it was the rain or PMS or what but I seriously wanted to just kill all 4 of them by Wednesday afternoon. Nocian and her boyfriend argue about everything. I mean everything. About where shoes should go, who changes Joey, who's going to cook. I sure they argue about who's gonna be on top for sex but I don't need to get that visual. We ended up doing laundry because there wasn't anything else to do because of the rain. I swear to God, if the boys had been mine I would have beat there asses by Wednesday. They don't listen, they talk back and they don't care. Maybe it's just cause they are boys. I don't remember Chandler ever doing this crap. Somehow, someway, when I have kids I'm gonna make sure they are girls. I've had enough of boys. During the rain and the yelling, somehow I managed to get a hold of Kacie to have her come down on Friday since it wasn't scheduled to rain and I had to call Jim about 4 different times before I was able to hear his beautiful voice. We only got to talk for about 5 minutes but it was enough to boost my spirits....for about 2 hours. Wednesday was just one of those days where we just sat under the tarp and drank. There wasn't that much more to do.
Thursday I decided I needed a break from everyone and drove back to Rochester in the rain so that I could 1.) see my boyfriend who I missed horrible and 2.) try and get my paycheck. Got to my house and trying to make as little noise as possible snuck into the bedroom where my wonderful boyfriend was sound asleep. I jumped on top of him and started kissing him awake. I love that man. Sigh. After convincing him he didn't need to do laundry today, we layed in the bed for a bit just enjoying each other. Get your mind out of the gutter kids. Not that kind of enjoying. Called in a prescription and called BJ's only to find out that I wouldn't be able to pick up my paycheck until Friday even though I was on vacation and wouldn't be back until Monday. Scumbags. If I ever find out who called the 800 # to complain about paychecks I will kill them. About 4 hours after I left the campsite, I returned to a.) find it still raining b.) everyone still fighting and not relaxing at all the way you're supposed to when you're on vacation and c.) find Hector's dad putting up a tent on the campsite next to us. They came back and decided to stay for the whole weekend. Now maybe some of you are quick and see the problem with this setup. For those of you who don't let me explain. Hector's dad was supposed to pick him up on Thursday and take him home back to Rochester. Away. Gone. I was looking forward to one less voice being loud. But alas, that didn't happen. So now, Jen is pissed 'cause she doesn't want to deal with the father; I'm pissed cause now there's more people to add to the yelling and arguing. At this point, I'm praying that we just decide to go home. I'm sick of my air mattress, I'm sick of having to lock the tent everytime I leave it 'cause there are certain people that can't be trusted, I'm sick of getting bug bites, I'm sick of everyone and everything. But that didn't happen either. Instead we just decided to put up a tarp to block our campsite off from theirs. I think it was Thursday night that I decided that I was probably gonna go home on Saturday for no reason other than that it would be one less night on that damn air mattress that is about 5 years old and keeps deflating and I keep waking up with a stiff neck. That and the fact that I missed my boyfriend so much I could cry. Drank a Smirnoff Twisted in front of the fire that night and went to bed thoroughly pissed.
Friday. I think we all hated each other by Friday. I was so ready to leave those people I left about 40 minutes after I got up. Didn't even take a shower. I told them I had to get my paycheck which I did have to get but the real reason was just to have some peace. Good god people. I don't remember fighting with my own family as much as they were all fighting. And let me tell you, my family had some shitty vacations but I don't think any were this bad. At one point I think I was even wising I was back at good ole Bj's being harassed by the members. It passed quickly but it was there none the less. I got back from Rochester about mid-afternoon just wishing it would hurry up and end. By the time it was almost dusk, I had already told Jen I was leaving Saturday night instead of Sunday morning. I didn't tell her that she and her offspring were driving me nuts and that I didn't want to see them again for like 3 weeks but whatever. I think at that point the vacation wasn't salvagable. It was still raining off and on and it was cold. I just didn't care anymore.
Saturday started with almost no clouds in the sky. What the fuck! It was sunny, warm and my tent showed signs of trying to dry. Yeah after I had already decided that I was gonna go home Sat. God is mean sometimes. I basically didn't care anymore though. I woke up about 9:30am and waited about an hour and a half for the showers to open up. My one question to the caretakers of Stonybrook park. Why would you have 5 bathroom stalls and only 2 shower stalls for an area of about 40 campsites with at least 2 people at each campsite? Where's the logic people? Seriously. Anyway, I got dressed and started packing. My shit was packed in under an hour, tent and all. I waited for Nocian and them to finish packing cause they decided to leave Sat. as well. It was also Joey's birthday on Sat. which officially made him 4 years old. He didn't really understand but whatever. I was going home to my nice bed and my wonderful boyfriend.
So that's it. My week sucked and tomorrow I get to go back to work. But there is hope. On Friday Jim and I leave for the Thousand Islands for his family reunion. Never been there. Should be fun. But then I went camping and I had never been and look how that turned out. Later people.
7.17.2004
Life in Slow Motion
Life in Slow Motion
yeah so i'm back from camping and I'd like to think I had a grand old time but um, no, that didn't happen. I'll do some more posting about it tomorrow. Allee, you will have something to read that's longer than a paragraph.
yeah so i'm back from camping and I'd like to think I had a grand old time but um, no, that didn't happen. I'll do some more posting about it tomorrow. Allee, you will have something to read that's longer than a paragraph.
7.10.2004
I'm on va-ca-tion!
I love that title. Good title. I wish I had more of those titles. Anyways, tomorrow I'm off to Stonybrook outside Dansville to do a little (a lot) camping. I'm gonna be gone for a week and I can't wait to get away from chaos. I want to be pleasantly numb...no thinking about anything other than "Jen, we need more alcohol." I'm already packed people and I'm not even leaving for another 15 hours. It's supposed to rain all week starting tomorrow night but if God would be oh so kind as to give me two back to back days of sun and 80 degree weather I will never swear again in this blog. I would let Jim win every fight and I would do dishes every day for a month with no hesitation. Just two back to back days of sunshine. To wish is to dream. I'm going to bed 'cause I'm exhausted after work and I wanna get up early tomorrow. Later people...C-YA IN 8 DAYS!
7.06.2004
Parental advisory warning.....explicit dialogue....leave me the F**k alone!
I'm absolutely miserable. I hate everyone and I'm so sad I could cry all day. Everyone just irritates the hell out of me and I don't know why. People that I usually get along with I can't stand today. I don't know if it's PMS or my depression or what but I really hate everyone. And the ones I don't hate I'm just really sad around. Nothing makes me happy. I wish I had a freakin' gun so that I could either shoot everyone or myself. Good thoughts people. Good thoughts. Fucking assholes at work piss me off. I can't deal with it anymore. It's time to get a real job. I'm not gonna be part of the BJ's family where people who have worked there for 40 years get together for vacations. Screw that. I'll go nuts if I'm there that long. Good times people. Good freakin' times. Rhino clit snatch juice drinking cum guzzling whore.
7.05.2004
6 days
I can't wait until Sunday. I will be on vacation finally! I'm going camping at Stoneybrook with Nocian and the boys and I can't freaking wait. No work, no boyfriend, no phone...just nature. No having to deal with dickhead people from work. No having to deal with my family and "the move" for a whole week. Oh my god I wish it was Sunday today! I've already got all my stuff for camping, I just want to go and enjoy the sun! But there's still 6 days left which means that I have to work 5 out of those 6 days and today is one of them. Which means instead of sitting here typing this, I should be getting dressed. Later people.
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