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I’ve been using my Live Journal for a little over a year now. So weird. I’m up to over 900 entries now. That’s crazy!
I got to work from home yesterday. Boss #3 (who is now officially Boss #1 but I’ll keep calling him Boss #3 to alleviate confusion) told me to go ahead. I got some things done, but it’s hard with Aidan demanding attention and an unstable internet connection. But it was okay, I got to rest and save on the commute.
Aidan went down for a nap at a bit after three, taking me with him, of course. π I knew there were plans in the works but I wasn’t sure what. Let me tell you, it’s so hard to have different groups of friends and to have them all wanting a “piece” of me. Tee hee. But Becky and I had made plans to hang out anyway, so that was that. Well, it grew into a decent-sized group. The usual ‘Crew’ – me, Becky, Rob, Tyler… and Emily came along too. YAY for that. We ate dinner at Cap City diner (meh), watched Degrassi at Emily’s, drove arond I-670 to catch glimpses of Red, White, and Boom, then booked it out of there. We went to Champps in Easton for dessert. Rob bought me a drink and we got into some pretty heavy conversations. Went back to Emily’s, hung out a bit, then Becky and Tyler left. Rob, Emily, and I watched part of Princess Diaries II and some music videos before finally leaving a bit after 2am. Good times, man. Good times.
Of course, I have pictures!
Tyler and Me
Me with Attitude
Emily and Me
Rob acting weird
Me in the car on the way to Champps. I’m just trying to imagine what dorks we are, taking pictures of ourselves as Tyler’s driving down the street. WEIRD!
Right now, I’m just working on some projects and chillin. Time for a shower soon. π Good times.
Later!
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I’ve been sick the past few days. Monday, it had to be the result of something I ate on Sunday (Brunch with Becky!) I was weak and running to the bathroom and well, it was not fun. I took the day off. I’d originally planned to take 1/2 day and come in for the afternoon. I got up at 11, realized that I was weak and dizzy, decided to shower anyway (you know how you’re sometimes better after a shower?) and well, I only felt worse. Back to bed I went. I got Aidan and was glad when Chris got home.
Tuesday was okay. Busy but okay. I felt tired, but emotionally as well as physically. Just BAD. My hair looked like crap and I could not get it to behave. π Copied the Bark but decided against going to The Grove. Lots of reasons for that.
Wednesday was a bad day. Until I got to Life Group. Funny that I’d been ready to skip out and go to Easton with Bizzy–but I had Aidan and no stroller. Sorry but shopping mall + 2.5 year old – a stroller = BAD NEWS. So I decided to nix the Easton idea and head to the Group. It was pretty fufiling, but I was tired and falling asleep. The emotional fatigue was wearing on me.
Yesterday was the worst. I could not keep my eyes open. I took a short nap during lunch. No help. I fell asleep as soon as Chris got home from work (645ish). I slept, then got up and had a quick dinner at 10. Went upstairs, played on the computer and read til 10:45. Then back to sleep for me. Until I woke up after hearing a large crash come from Aidan’s room. Then Aidan got up and came to our door. I opened the door and he was crying. I picked him up, he said his diaper had fallen down. Indeed, it had. When I went to change him, he asked to use the potty. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT! That was awesome. I gave him lots of praise. Then he said “I go mommy bed.” So I put him in bed with me and he was asleep in no time. I played on the computer for just a little bit, decided it was too much, and tried to sleep. Only I had to use the bathroom. And again. And again. And I’m still going.
I seriously hope I don’t have IBS. That would suck so badly.
So much stuff is going on this weekend I don’t have time to do them all. There is a Memories (scrapbooking) Expo at Vet’s. Joyce Meyer is at Nationwide Arena. There is a huge birthday party tomorrow night. The Gahanna Creekside Festival. The Latino Festival. And guess what? I HAVE NO MONEY. I am completely broke. I have nothing. It’s pathetic, actually, how much debt I’m in now. I think the debt to income ratio–I’m not even going to mention it. I’m stopping the chiropractor as of today. I know they’re going to fight it, but I don’t have the money. I have to do something–I am thinking of calling CCC. I’m tired of this. I’ll never get ahead if this keeps up. I’m in a circle and I’m falling, falling, falling. Another reason I avoided Easton yesterday. No more temptation, then no more shopping, no more spending, right?
So, the all-emcompassing fatigue is gone, but I still feel icky. Had a bad dream. Lots of bad feelings about people that I was holding in all came out in my dream. The people I am harbouring something against–I confronted them about it in my dream. Well, basically one person. But in front of the other one involved in the issue. I remember being frustrated and angry and then going off. I remember parts of the dream where I did not feel welcome. It was a crappy dream. But it did feel good to get stuff off of my chest in the dream. As if I’d be able to do it in real life, though. And anyway, it won’t even matter soon. I hope. So yeah. Stupid dreams. Although the release of tension in the dream is probably what is making me not as tired today. It’s not weighing me down anymore.
I am so sick of automated phone systems. You know, the ones that make you listen to 84548578 menus and never give an option to speak to a darn person? Grar.
Sunday we’re supposed to be going to King’s Island. Now, before the lectures about money start rolling in, please realize that it’s free and the meal is included! Chris’s company picnic takes them every year, and he gets two free tickets. Good Times. So since it’s free, I don’t expect we’ll have to be there the entire day. It’ll be fun for Aidan, especially if we meet some characters (they have Yogi Bear and such there, I think).
I don’t like the way I feel now. π
I’ve started reading the “Color Me” series by Melody Carlson. I didn’t realize they were Christian until I looked up the website, and then the kids in the book started talking about God and Jesus and stuff. Not sure if I liked it or not, but it’s in MY novel (although mine is not a Christian novel, per se). I was delighted to see dancing. I thought the Christian publishers were anti-dancing?
I want to work on my writing. There are a couple of authors and agents who have Live Journals and when I read their journals, I get that scarycrazyomgexcited feeling in my stomach. Then I get all inspired and excited. I hate how the feelings dance all around, ranging from flat out confidence and hope to “there is no way I’ll make it. There is too much competition, it’s too hard, blah blah.”
In other words, I am so happy that it’s Friday! You have no idea how happy I am that it’s Friday. So so happy. π
Even though this weekend will be kind of busy. I have chiro tonight and I have to stand my ground and discontinue. Driving for an hour there in rushhour to be treated for 10 minutes is frustrating. Then there is the monthly fee. I simply cannot add anymore debt and I don’t have cash to pay for it–too busy paying off the other debt!
Tomorrow, I have Aidan duty all morning. Then off to a baby shower at three, then hanging with Jennifer. Depending on when I get done there, I might attend a party or see what Rob and the GANG is up to. Sunday is King’s Island. Then it’s back to the ole grind Monday.
If only I could find a job that is fufilling. At least Boss #2 is here, though.
Reason number 489574985798 why Boss #2 is so fun:
Ronni – I need money from you.
Boss #2 (reaches in pocket, digs around, pulls out a $20) – how much you need?
Isn’t that great? HAHAHA.
I actually did have a good reason for demanding money from him. Operation Feed stuff. Word.
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Things I Meant to do While Aidan Was Gone But Didn’t:
– Clean the house thoroughly (I only kind of straightened up, sorta)
– Put away my laundry (I guess there is still a bit of time to do that)
– Go to the doctor (he didn’t have any appointments ’til next Friday)
– Scrapbook
Things I DID!
– Organized my pictures
– Worked on my writing
– Nice things for people
– Hung out with some of my friends
– Shopped alone (ah, blisssss)
– Got my eyes checked
– Relaxed on the porch almost every evening since it’s been nice out
– Ate ridiculously unhealthily
It’s going to be so weird having Aidan back. I’ve gotten used to having less responsibility, taking naps after work, and shopping alone. He seems to be having fun at his grandmommy’s which helps me to relax and enjoy the “vacation.” π
I miss Aidan, but not all the work!!
We’re getting him Saturday. People are asking about him and wanting to see him. He’s very missed! π I just want to hug him!
A Typical Exchange at Work:
Ronni’s Phone: ring ring!
Ronni checks, sees that it’s boss #2
Ronni: Yes, honeychile?
Boss #2: I need you to do me a favor like yesterday. Can you come over?
Ronni: You got any money?
Boss #2: I’ve got one thousand dollars!
Ronni: Okay, I’ll be right over.
Ronni goes to Boss #2’s desk.
Ronni: I’m going to need the cash first, please.
Boss #2: RIGHT!
He owes me a lot of money.
Random Sidenote: I’m eating Reese’s Pieces for breakfast. How’s that for 100% bonafide unhealthy? Thank Craig for my horrible diet; he got me one of those huge bags full of ’em. Yummy!
I have to ration them so I won’t eat the entire thing in one sitting.
So, I’m reading this book called The Boyfriend List. It’s really funny and touchingly realistic. I’m enjoying it a lot. π I think I will write a review on Amazon about it once I’m done.
I have many books to read, this is so great. π I love reading. I love sitting on the porch in the warm sun and reading after work–I’m going to miss doing that when Aidan gets back. Going outside with him will not entail sitting and reading, that’s for sure. At least, not until he’s older. I suppose we can go in the backyard–but it won’t be warm back there and what if there are mushrooms growing out of the ground? EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
J.K. Rowling has revealed three chapter titles from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince to be:
Chapter Two: “Spinners End”
Chapter Six: “Draco’s Detour”
Chapter Fourteen: “Felix Felicis”
Not much longer… not much longer. I’ve already pre-ordered it and I even upgraded the shipping to standard so I can get it that day. YEAH!
I bought stamps yesterday but I’m not exactly sure where I put them. I wonder if they’re in my car? Speaking of, that needs to be cleaned out like NOW. Ugh. I hate a messy car and mine is full of clothes, board games, CDs, wrappings, all sorts of stuff. Yuck. Maybe I’ll do that tonight. π
National Scrapbook Day is April 30, 2005, I believe! Or is it May 7th? Oh poop, who cares? I need to get some scrapping done ASAP! I have all the stuff; all the pictures, an album, adhesives, new scissors, papers, etc. I just need the motivation to sit down and do it! I’ll be more likely to actually do it if I’m with a friend or more. So (itskels), we should make some plans. Leave the little ones with their dads, head over to Archivers or something and scrapbook like mofos. It’s been way too long, yes?
‘Til Later…
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I am no longer allowing myself to go to Barnes and Noble without supervision. I tend to have a severe lack of self-control when I’m in there. I LOVE books, guys. And around every corner I find one, two, or three more that I want. Last night, I picked up:
– Ten Minute Yoga for Flexibility & Focus (from the Bargin Bin)
– Away Laughing on a Fast Camel: Even More Confessions of Georgia Nicolson
– Webster’s New World Power Vocabulary vol. 2 (from Bargin Bin)
– Angry Little Girls.
I WANT THIS: The American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language. Drooooool. Call me sad if you want, but I love dictionaries. LOVE.THEM.
(I used to hate them in 3rd grade–I’m sure my teacher would be shocked to see the word buff I’ve become.)
I’d actually love one of those dictionaries that are so large they have to have their own stands. Like the ones at the library. Whoa.
OR THIS: Twenty Volume Oxford English Dictionary set. $1,350.00!!!! Sacre bleu & Mon Dieu!!!!
Went to Target yesterday and went a little bit crazy. I got a Sonicare Toothbrush and whoa. I love it. π I used a sonic toothbrush years and years ago before they even became “trendy,” and I loved it then. But the company stopped making them, and it got to the point where it would never hold a charge anymore, so no more sonic toothbrush for me. Until last night! YAY!
I’m hungry.
OOoooOooo! It’s supposed to be such a pretty day today!! Temps in the 70s, sunshine! π My favorite kind of weather! Ooo, Spring please hurry. I am so sick of the winter and cold and greys. I’m ready for nice weather and parties and cookouts (yummy hamburgers on a grill!) and parks, driving barefoot, game nights, and fun,fun,fun!
(Plus, Chris got a big a$$ bonus so we’re finally getting air conditioning! PARTY-TIME!!!)
So UNFOCUSED! Mmyeah, can you say SPRING FEVER??!?!??!
I should get new glasses. I love my drill mounts but they are a right pain in the arse to maintain. They loosen way too often.
And if I want a job in Communication, I’m going to have to leave Nationwide. I’ve lost count of all the jobs I’ve applied for and gotten rejected every single bloody time. If they’d just INTERVIEW me they could see…but they keep yanking in people off the streets. Grrrrrrr. How can someone off the street know more about the company than someone who’s worked here for SIX YEARS?
I know what it is. They see “Administrative Secretary” and immediately think “she’s stupid.” I don’t know why I even bother, here. Secretaries get no love, no respect. So, I’m going to have to keep looking elsewhere.
Everyone keep me in your thoughts and prayers. I am ripe, absolutely RIPE for a new career; one that is closer to my passion of editing/proofreading/writing.
Switching gears…
Have you ever had a feeling, unexplained, that something yummy and exciting was going to happen? I’m getting that feeling now. It’s rare; this blind optimism, this anticipation and tingly hope. I wonder if it’s because it’s sunny and warm outside? Or maybe because I’m wearing lots of pink today? Or perhaps it’s because I’m finally starting to feel more normal and less sick!! I feel like I have energy for days. IT’S GREAT! π
I almost broke down and bought one of those “Gossip Girl” books, but decided against it because I prefer first-person told stories over third-person told stories, especially in YA novels. Then I almost bought Broken China, and I think I still might, actually.
Has anyone read those A-List books? What do you think?
Ack. My reading list is growing quicker than my income. Methinks it’s time to head to the library again. Reserve and self-checkout is a beautiful thing. Quick, painless, and I come away with BOOKS!!!!! π
You are Deb and you could drink whole milk if you
wanted.
Which Napoleon Dynamite character are you?
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Bahahaha! π I like Deb. And I use Caboodles. π
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Fill out PLEASES!
I __________ Ronni.
Ronni is __________.
Ronni & I are __________.
I wish Ronni and I were __________.
If I were alone in a room with Ronni, I would __________.
I want Ronni to know __________.
I think Ronni should __________.
Ronni needs __________.
I want to __________ with Ronni.
Ronni reminds me of __________.
Someday Ronni will/may __________.
Without Ronni, __________.
The worst thing about Ronni is __________.
The best thing about Ronni is __________.
I am __________ with Ronni.
Is it just me, or do some of those questions seem loaded?
Speaking of questions, I’m REALLY behind on my “ask me anything” thingamabopper. Bear with me. I’ll get to them soon.
Game Night. It’s time to start planning! I guess I’ll wait ’til after we get the air conditioning to have it so people won’t be overly warm in our house. Last year’s was SO MUCH FUN, I can’t wait to have another one. *dances* Game Night Game Night Game Night PARTAY!!!!!! π
McDonalds for lunch today, I think! YAY!
I love it when I’m in a great mood.
‘Til later!
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