Apr 29, 2007

Another Date Night

Last night Bobby and I, plus another couple went to see Carlos Mencia. Now, in the last year I have seen a LOT of comedians, but none were anywhere CLOSE to how funny this man was. Not only was he funny, but he had a ton of good points about race and violence and how there is not equality between the different races. I will refrain from trying to paraphrase everything that he talked about, because I would do no justice retelling it, but I had a GREAT time and it will probably be a while before I see another comedy show because it will be a while before someone can top this show.

Apr 22, 2007

Amazing the things boys hide in their closets!

Today was closet cleaning day; something that has not happened in about 6 months.. yikes!

So I go up and I see a clean swim diaper, an airplane ticket stub, and a decapitated Barbie, oh my! I also see they found about 7 of Matthew's missing shoes. Earlier I mentioned how Matthew has about a dozen pairs of shoes, but only 11 right shoes and one left shoe... none matching of course. Well now we have a few more matches.

I am really looking forward to how nice their closet looks. Last year I removed the closet doors to improve visibility, thus increasing accountability. It has worked, to a point; I had stopped nagging and they quit cleaning... OR cleaned by stuffing all their toys into any old tote, not into it's own tote. Nothing unusual for children, but eventually it needs cleaning.

In the meantime, my own closet needs some TLC. I have shoes and clothes I can donate and I need to re-organize my knitting basket. After that I need to help the boys go through their clothing to give away the stuff that is too small. Last weekend I went through Matthew's and was able to remove three medium sized boxes for storage/donation.

Apr 20, 2007

Belt Testing Again

Bobby, Austin and Christopher all passed their belt tests! Bobby is now Yellow Belt, and Austin and Christopher made Green belt, which means Austin and Chris have graduated up into the Intermediate class.

Belt Testing Again

Bobby, Austin and Christopher all passed their belt tests! Bobby is now Yellow Belt, and Austin and Christopher made Green belt, which means Austin and Chris have graduated up into the Intermediate class.

Apr 18, 2007

Well Baby

Matthew had his 2 year well baby exam today. He was super cute playing with the "bwocks" (blocks) in the office... he would stack them up and then knock them down. He also played with the cars and did REALLY well putting together the puzzles.

The actual exam went well, he is as usual on the smaller side; 25% for weight, 5% for height... normal for him and normal for our family.

Getting ready to go was quite another story... Bobby was working at home so he was helping me get ready. We could NOT find any of his shoes that matched!! It was ridiculous. Thanks to Terri, my little guy is a shoe hound... he has a dozen pair of shoes or more... however he is all right feet apparently because of all those shoes he ONLY had one left shoe... that one of course not being a match to any of the other right shoes. So, he went to the doctor in mismatched soft sole shoes. One was a boat, and the other was a puppy.

After the appointment I went to Payless to take advantage of a BOGO sale since he could use a pair of sandals and I wanted a pair of Airwalk Croc-Off shoes. I then went to Walmart to get him an over the door shoe organizer, play shoes near the bottom, and his every day wear shoes at the top out of reach. In time as we find shoes we will put them in the organizer and voila, a pair is found! I sure would love to know where he is ferreting the left shoes away too. I have searched in his room, my room, and any other common areas I have thought of. Silly little guy probably has a mountain of shoes hidden away somewhere.

Apr 17, 2007

Shocking Report on Child Abuse.

You must read this! I am just dumbfounded.



Horrendous isn't it?

I am ready for bed already

It is only 9:16 AM and I am already for bed... Baby A. got shots yesterday, so she has been very cranky all day today and still has not napped. About 20 minutes of crying is my limit before I want to stick wax in my ears and start crying myself.

On top of that I am exhausted and have an upset stomach. I started a new medicine last night for my PCOS which always makes me so sick and tired. I guess it is not new, since I have started and stopped it two other times in the past, but new to my system since it has been a year since I tried it last.

I can also smell pee in my house, but I am not sure from who, or where it is and it is driving me insane... it is not strong, but it is there and it will be the cherry on my "I'm going crazy Sundae".

I am ready for bed already

It is only 9:16 AM and I am already for bed... Baby A. got shots yesterday, so she has been very cranky all day today and still has not napped. About 20 minutes of crying is my limit before I want to stick wax in my ears and start crying myself.

On top of that I am exhausted and have an upset stomach. I started a new medicine last night for my PCOS which always makes me so sick and tired. I guess it is not new, since I have started and stopped it two other times in the past, but new to my system since it has been a year since I tried it last.

I can also smell pee in my house, but I am not sure from who, or where it is and it is driving me insane... it is not strong, but it is there and it will be the cherry on my "I'm going crazy Sundae".

Las Vegas

It is no secret that Las Vegas is growing by leaps and bounds. I currently know a handful of people who live there and will soon lose another friend to the appeal of the Vegas lights. Because of the influx of people pouring into the city, Las Vegas real estate as you can imagine, is booming! Las Vegas is not all about glints, glamor, and gambling, but it is a great place to live. All my friends who live there love it, they say that there is just so much to do. Also, I just learned today that people in Las Vegas pay no personal taxes! I also admire the Spanish/Desert Style stucco homes in rich earthy tones and big beautiful windows. They remind me of homes I used to admire when I was a child visiting my family in the southwest.


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Las Vegas

It is no secret that Las Vegas is growing by leaps and bounds. I currently know a handful of people who live there and will soon lose another friend to the appeal of the Vegas lights. Because of the influx of people pouring into the city, Las Vegas real estate as you can imagine, is booming! Las Vegas is not all about glints, glamor, and gambling, but it is a great place to live. All my friends who live there love it, they say that there is just so much to do. Also, I just learned today that people in Las Vegas pay no personal taxes! I also admire the Spanish/Desert Style stucco homes in rich earthy tones and big beautiful windows. They remind me of homes I used to admire when I was a child visiting my family in the southwest.


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Saddened

On the wings of the anniversary of Columbine (A HUGE deal here in Colorado) and with the news that the SWAT team would be investigating all local high schools for weaknesses in case another school shooting... we lose more people to a senseless tragedy. I almost feel like it was worse that the shooter was a college senior... he was almost done with school. What a horrible waste, what a sad loss. My prayers extend to all those who have lost a loved one, to anyone injured and their families, and to all the students trying to heal. May healing come quick to all.

Saddened

On the wings of the anniversary of Columbine (A HUGE deal here in Colorado) and with the news that the SWAT team would be investigating all local high schools for weaknesses in case another school shooting... we lose more people to a senseless tragedy. I almost feel like it was worse that the shooter was a college senior... he was almost done with school. What a horrible waste, what a sad loss. My prayers extend to all those who have lost a loved one, to anyone injured and their families, and to all the students trying to heal. May healing come quick to all.

Apr 16, 2007

You have to fight, your right, to potty!

Matthew is the total opposite of Christopher. Christopher was laid back, independent, non-touchy-feely, and opposed to potty learning. Matthew is a bit higher maintenance, he knows what he wants and will stop at nothing to get it, he is a cuddle bug, he is chatty, and he has decided it is time to initiate potty learning.

For about 6 months now it is all about taking the diaper off, wet or soiled, with or without our knowledge. Then about a month ago he climbed up on the potty himself and peed in the toilet. Now, it is like having a new puppy... I am cleaning up poop everywhere. He attempts to make it in the potty, but more often poops next to the potty. I am all about child-led everything, and I have been encouraging early potty learning, without sitting him on the toilet all day every day.

A few weeks ago, we got him some big boy underwear with a Finding Nemo theme. He loves his fish - butt as he calls it. See, Matthew is ALL about butt lately. He pretty much has about a dozen different meanings to butt; from tooting, pooping, his penis, his butt, and now his underwear.

Sunday morning, Daddy let him wear his underwear and he came to visit me in bed. He was holding onto my headboard, jumping up and down on daddy's pillow, singing "butt-butt-butt-butt-butt-butt-butt-butt"; he was so happy, and Bobby and I were laughing like crazy. He is such a silly baby!

So far, no accidents in the big boy underwear... but honestly that is because he does not keep them on long enough, but that is OK. He is making positive steps forward, and learning at his own speed, and that is fine by me!

Finances

Loans can be confusing, and risky, especially when your home or credit is at stake. When a loan is necessary, it may be difficult to chose between the different types of loans, like Secured Loan, which are typically lower interest loans with something put up for collateral like a home or property. These types of loans include a mortgage, auto loan, or a home equity line of credit.

Another type of loan is a personal loan, which are typically higher interest, shorter repayment terms, and usually have nothing used for collateral. These type of loans are typically short term, higher interest, and smaller in amount. These type of loans have no collateral and include loans such as credit cards, signature loans and payday loans.

A third type of loan is a debt consolidation loan, this is a loan with the purpose of paying off other high interest loans. The type of consolidation loan I am most familiar with is a home equity loan, which frees up the equity in your home to use for the purpose of paying off higher interest loans.

Any time you are dealing with credit, there are risks, from overextending yourself and getting into "debt up to your eyeballs" so to say, to overpaying for an item after calculating interest, to using the value of your home and then later not being able to sell your home for profit, or even having negative equity. There is also the temptation of running up the freshly paid off credit cards once you have consolidated them into a new loan. This is why one should never borrow money lightly... remember, what is one dollar today, may be $5 tomorrow.

Apr 13, 2007

Mommy's little "helper"

My little darling loves to help. When I call his name he comes running saying "coming mommy"; however, sometimes he helps a little too much.

Take today, I had just folded a nice fresh laundry basket full of diapers and set them outside his door to be put away when he woke up. Well, I got busy with baby A. and he was up playing and having a good old time in his room. He was quiet and I did not see all the red flags.

So A.'s parent came and got her and I go upstairs with Matthew who smells suspiciously like poop. First clue something was amiss were the two poopy diapers on the stairs. The second clue were the three diapers in the middle of his toys. I am gathering all these diapers as I walk towards the diaper pail, telling Matthew "no-no-no, we don't play with diapers, ewww!" When I get to the diaper pail I stop short; the diaper pail is now overflowing with dirty clothes from his clothes hamper. I start digging them out, hoping I see the rest of the diapers at the bottom. Much to my dismay they are not in the pail, but instead are now piled under his crib, along with some of the freshly washed ones.

I was pretty darn pissed, however I knew my emotions would be lost on him, and that two years of age a severe scolding, or a spanking would not make any difference. He was just exploring his room and trying to help by taking care of his dirty clothes. I did explain that it is yucky, and that it is not a place for babies to play. In the meantime I will make sure I shut his door when I can't supervise him. I also need to think of a long term place to put his diaper pail so he is not playing with them, especially when he moves into a toddler bed. Thank goodness we have not had any coloring experiences!!

Apr 11, 2007

Someday…

Someday I will have a home where I can put one of the elegant D'Legne Chandeliers. They are simply elegant and I would love to have one of these beauties in my home.



The neat fact about D'Legne Chandeliers is that they are sold directly from the manufacturer, and not sold in stores where items are marked up over 100%. I once heard that an average furniture store marks up their prices over 400%.



Can't you just picture one of these beauties in your home?



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Someday...

Someday I will have a home where I can put one of the elegant D'Legne Chandeliers. They are simply elegant and I would love to have one of these beauties in my home.



The neat fact about D'Legne Chandeliers is that they are sold directly from the manufacturer, and not sold in stores where items are marked up over 100%. I once heard that an average furniture store marks up their prices over 400%.



Can't you just picture one of these beauties in your home?



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Stupid People

I have always had a sick fascination with the show "Cops", it just intrigues me how people can be so dumb. Tonight a woman (drunk) calls the police on her drunk belligerent husband. She is complaining he threw armor-all in her face and gave her a black eye. The police enter the house and the man goes on and on about him being the one paying the rent not them, so he can do as he damn well pleases. He gets into the officers face and they tell him to sit; he gets in their face even more and they help him take a seat.

So they finally arrest him for being and asshole as they say, and place him in the car for obstruction of justice and resisting arrest. He starts banging his head against the window and freaking out as the police tell the woman they are taking him to jail. She says she does not want him to go to jail and to let him out, and they tell her she can go bond him out if she wants. She then starts screaming at them that she does not have the money to get him out.

At this point I am thinking.... if you did not want him arrested... Why did you call the police???

If he hit you... why don't you want him arrested??

And if you act like a drunk asshole in front of a video camera... WHY do you sign a release to allow them to show your dumb ass on television??

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They also had the parents who call 911 because their one week old baby is spitting up. Wow. I was 18 when I had my son and knew that babies spit up. These were no 20 year old kids, they looked to be in their 30's. I guess stupid comes in all ages.

Hot Fact

Did you know there are more chickens than people in the world? How about that a Siberian Husky named Pixie had 7 puppies, one of which was bright green?

I often get emails with fun facts about things to do with dryer sheets, or amazing uses for soda, or even interesting trivia; some which are true, some which are overplayed (like the multiple uses for soda). However they are still fun, and that is why I really enjoyed the above Fun Facts that I found on www.hotfact.com. Hot Fact also has some great articles on health issues, movie reviews, today in history, and interesting news articles.

The overall look of the website is simple, and could use a little bit of graphic appeal, but the content is great, the articles interesting and informative and a website I would return to. I also don't like how some of the links to other pages, don't appear on every page, or that the Today in History section lacks the appeal of the other sites (the layout, not the content); but none of these issues take away from the page itself. So if I had to give this website a letter grade, I would give it an A+ for loading speed, B- for graphic appeal, A for content, and B- for ease of navigation and an overall grade of B+. Great site!


Apr 10, 2007

My baby curses in Spanish

Matthew cannot say the word pizza; he thinks he can, but we won't let him... especially in public. See, he says the 'pea' sound in pizza like 'poo' and the 'zah' sound in pizza 'tuh'. I won't write the word he says, or the exact translation of his word, but we can say it is a very well known Spanish word that means 'prostitute'. If you don't know the word, google a free English-Spanish translator, ask a 10th grader, or just ask my 2 year old to say pizza.

Now let's not teach him the words "fork", "asphalt", "bench" or "ship" until he is at least 5.

Viva Las Vegas

Last summer, the parents of one of my dear friends packed up and moved to Las Vegas. Not long after they moved, my dear friend mentioned that she was also thinking of moving to Nevada. At first I was heartbroken, I assumed now that we were no longer a military family, my friends would not move away. However as the months passed, I saw the pain my dear friend was in over missing her family and I remember feeling much the same when we moved for the first time. Each Holiday was so lonely and dreary for her, especially Christmas, which she used to be overly happy about. I knew it was time for me to let go, and support their choice and he happy for her.

Besides, what is there not to love about Las Vegas? There is always something going on, the best shows, the greatest casinos, a lot of family activities. We can visit for very little money, hotels, air fare, and meals are all pretty inexpensive. Her parents love Nevada so much they have been looking into real estate Las Vegas which is booming like you would not believe. My dear friend hopes to share this new home with her parents until she and her husband are on their feet. I know I will miss them, but I also know how hard it is to lose family by someone moving. I still long to be close to my parents, especially for my children who deserve to grow up close to their grandparents. For now we will just settle on visits a few times a year and frequent phone calls. Soon I will have a good reason to add Las Vegas to my list of spots to visit.

Silent Bobby?

I have a not-so-secret-anymore crush on Kevin Smith, the writer and director of movies such as Clerks, Clerks II, Chasing Amy, Dogma, and Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back. I have always admired his subtle, sophisticated humor and I also think he is quite good looking. My husband, Bobby, knows of my many crushes, to include Kevin Smith AKA Silent Bob.

Yesterday, Bobby had some dental work, and when he came home, his mouth and tongue were still numb making it almost impossible to be understood when he talked. I was laying down in the front room with Matthew when he walked into the door, to communicate with me he was using a mixture of ASL (we both sign with Matthew) and some made up signs. He gets sort of a devilish look and leans back against the closet door behind him. It was as if he became Silent Bob; not only did he nail the look with his longer hair and beard, but he also nailed his facial expressions, mannerisms, and gestures. And then, as if I was not laughing hard enough, he had a "light-bulb moment" and turned around and pulled his full length leather trench coat out of the closet and REALLY starts emulating Silent Bob.

I love my husband so much, he always knows how to brighten my day and put me in a good mood. He is a great actor and comedian, and even though he may not have the drive to make it in Hollywood, in my book he wins the Oscar for Best Actor in a Leading Role any day.

Building Credit

Credit is so important when it comes to buying a home, a car, or getting a loan of any sort with good terms. When we were first starting to build our credit history we had a couple credit cards with a low line of credit and a high interest rate that we used from time to time for emergencies. Within a few years of maintaining good history the offers started rolling in; from interest free credit cards on balance transfers, to 0% credit cards on purchases made in the first year. All seemed like great opportunities, until you read the fine print. Some were 0% for 12 months and then went up to 23.5%, or Prime + 10.95%. Since we were already at a high APR and wanted to switch to a low APR and close out our accounts, we had to carefully compare credit cards to find one that met all our needs. We finally went with a credit card through our bank which offered a higher line of credit, no annual fee, a low APR, and offers once or twice a year for 0% balance transfers which I take advantage of often. Building credit is hard work, but it pays off.

Apr 5, 2007

Is it Friday yet?

What a week! I have been so busy with preparing for Easter, dental appointments, a crabby baby A., feeling nauseous all week and now dealing with the bully again. I just want to climb under a big fluffy blanket and sleep for a week.

I know in time it will all get better, but for right now I am just sick of everything I want a break. Of course I also know that it is how we handle adversities that make us strong, so I keep reminding myself that next week this will all make us better people.

Is it Friday yet?

What a week! I have been so busy with preparing for Easter, dental appointments, a crabby baby A., feeling nauseous all week and now dealing with the bully again. I just want to climb under a big fluffy blanket and sleep for a week.

I know in time it will all get better, but for right now I am just sick of everything I want a break. Of course I also know that it is how we handle adversities that make us strong, so I keep reminding myself that next week this will all make us better people.

Bullying again

There are times when stuff happens in my personal life that I hesitate to share on my blog, and this is one of them. I mentioned on my other blog, how back in August Austin was being bullied, and then again briefly mentioned it here. One of the main reasons why I try not to mention this stuff is because there is another child involved, and I have found that bullies are often a by-product of a troubled child in a troubled him. I don't believe that my "badmouthing" the bully will change the situation.

With that all said, Austin was hurt at school again yesterday. On the walk home the bully from the last incident tried to take his backpack from him and throw it in the creek, Austin resisted because his house key is in the backpack and he did not want to lose it. The bully tried to take it by force and ripped the backpack and shoved Austin to the ground. Austin was very upset, and tried to hide the incident, but my friend who was here watching Matthew got him to talk about it.

Skip to today, I called the school to talk to the Principal who was unavailable so I talked to the counselor who talked to the parents of all involved, the main bully showed no remorse, his parents did not seem upset at his behavior. All children involved got suspended for two days, and after Bobby talked to the counselor we decided not to press charges against the child.

So anyways, this is the short version of the story, everyone in the family is on edge/stressed but we will get this taken care of and I am confident this issue will stop.

Apr 2, 2007

The things we do for our children

Austin has a photo project due today, and I thought he had it covered until he told us at 9pm last night he had not even started. So we scoured through 10 years of photos to find six acceptable photos, problem is, Bobby has not hooked up my new printer with me, so he had to take them in to be printed. He went to five different stores and did not get home until 11:30pm because he was trying to find a photo kiosk that was open that late. Of course, Austin will never understand how much we do for him, nor will he fully appreciate it, until he is at the fifth Walgreen's in town, 15 miles from home at 11:30 pm making duplicate photos for his own child.

The things we do for our children

Austin has a photo project due today, and I thought he had it covered until he told us at 9pm last night he had not even started. So we scoured through 10 years of photos to find six acceptable photos, problem is, Bobby has not hooked up my new printer with me, so he had to take them in to be printed. He went to five different stores and did not get home until 11:30pm because he was trying to find a photo kiosk that was open that late. Of course, Austin will never understand how much we do for him, nor will he fully appreciate it, until he is at the fifth Walgreen's in town, 15 miles from home at 11:30 pm making duplicate photos for his own child.

Get help.

I have been a big fan of the show Intervention since my friend turned me onto the show. I enjoy the happy endings the most, especially when you see the entire family take part in drug education and attend the required Al-Anon meetings. I always feel angry when it says they relapsed, even though I know that is the nature of the beast.

I also often wonder how addicts in the show, and in real life, are connected to the right rehabilitation center. I know not all drug rehab centers are alike and that without the right match, sobriety may be harder to obtain. Thank goodness there are referral programs out there to help meet the needs of the addict to help them on their way to living free and clear of an addiction.

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Get help.

I have been a big fan of the show Intervention since my friend turned me onto the show. I enjoy the happy endings the most, especially when you see the entire family take part in drug education and attend the required Al-Anon meetings. I always feel angry when it says they relapsed, even though I know that is the nature of the beast.

I also often wonder how addicts in the show, and in real life, are connected to the right rehabilitation center. I know not all drug rehab centers are alike and that without the right match, sobriety may be harder to obtain. Thank goodness there are referral programs out there to help meet the needs of the addict to help them on their way to living free and clear of an addiction.

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Apr 1, 2007

Can they be more difficult people??

Don't get me wrong, some of our government mail carriers are great... however, the ones I have dealt with in the last 3 years, have been less than glorious.

It started in July, 2004 when we bought our very first home. When we got the house, it came with almost everything we desired in a home... except for more than one mail key.

Sometime that summer, I ventured to the closest post office, waited in line to be told I needed to wait in an office for the post master. One hour later the postmaster explains to me that I will need to go to a different post office and I will need proof of ownership, like a mortgage statement (which we had not started getting yet).

Well, time passed, I soon forgot about the mail key until I started having car problems and had to leave my van at the dealership for days on end... and if I forgot to remove my mail key, I was without a vehicle and mail.

So again I decide to go get new keys at the post office. To make sure I had the correct post office and correct ID I call the 1-800 number and ask to speak to my local office. I get a number for another post office close by and I give them a call. They tell me to bring my mortgage statements, but since it has been over 30 days I will now need $25.00.

Fifteen minutes later I get to the post office with the two things I am told to bring to be belittled and berated by a horribly nasty mail-woman who told me I needed a DEED to my HOUSE, not a mortgage statement and that I must be an idiot to trust a national worker because there is NO WAY I called someone in HER office. Even after I read the number I called (to HER post office) she insisted that I was mistaken or lying.

A few months after that horrible experience I am finally ready to put the past behind me and brave it again. So on Thursday I I head to the post office with two deeds, my property tax statement, two forms of ID, a receipt of payment for my property taxes, and $25.00. I wait 45 minutes in line for the mail-handler to ask me for a mortgage statement. OH MY GOD! I wish I saw the lady who had made me feel two feet tall so I could tell her what a moron she was! So I pay my $25.00, another $7.30 to mail a package and walk out the door.

Friday I go to check my mail and my old key will not work. After picking up my van from the dealership I head over to the post office. It is 30 minutes before they close and the parking lot is crammed so I decide to call them while in the parking lot. Thank goodness too because my keys were not there.

Saturday morning I wake up early and head to the post office. I wait in line for 15 minutes and get to the counter and she gets my keys and says "that will be $25.00 please". I explain to her that I already paid and do not have a receipt because I was never given one. I told her I came in Thursday at 2:30pm and mailed a package to California for $7 and paid a total of $32 and some change. She told me she would not give me the keys because there was no proof I paid and a bank statement from my bank was not good enough because it was not itemized. She told me to come back and get my receipt, and her solution to me not having access to my mail was to put it on hold until I paid my $25.00 OR showed a receipt.

I was pissed beyond pissed. I came home yelling at Bobby, tearing my house apart looking for a receipt I knew I was never given... called my bank to ask if they had an itemized list by chance (on a whim, I knew better). Bobby took the highlighted bank statement for 3/29/07 and went in and immediately had a manager in front of him; of course the manager kept insisting that there was nothing he could do despite the great questions Bobby asked him "is it your policy to collect payment before service" and "don't you keep records of what is sent where and who orders mail box keys"?

The whole time the manager is holding the keys, and Bobby had me on the cell phone explaining what the man looked like. He finally went into the back (probably to ask the worker if he remembered what happened TWO DAYS before) and finally comes out and says "it was paid" and hands the keys over. Of course when Bobby gets the keys he is dubious WHY they could not figure out I had paid since written on it is my first and last name... "lease and I.D. verified" and in the upper right hand corner highlighted in yellow is "*New Keys, pd $25.00 on 3/29/07". Can three grown adults seriously be too stupid to understand what that meant???

Anyways, after all this crap we managed to have a nice day. I bought kaiser rolls and German cold cuts at the German store for lunch (and bratwurst and sauerkraut for dinner tonight) and we had a late lunch. We then left the boys with a sitter and had an early date night to go see the movie 300, we then had a late dinner at IHOP while we ran around town looking for a Wii. Bobby finally did find one, but he had to wait at Wal-Mart for them to arrive at midnight. He sure does spoil our sons; we all have had a blast playing with it today.

Can they be more difficult people??

Don't get me wrong, some of our government mail carriers are great... however, the ones I have dealt with in the last 3 years, have been less than glorious.

It started in July, 2004 when we bought our very first home. When we got the house, it came with almost everything we desired in a home... except for more than one mail key.

Sometime that summer, I ventured to the closest post office, waited in line to be told I needed to wait in an office for the post master. One hour later the postmaster explains to me that I will need to go to a different post office and I will need proof of ownership, like a mortgage statement (which we had not started getting yet).

Well, time passed, I soon forgot about the mail key until I started having car problems and had to leave my van at the dealership for days on end... and if I forgot to remove my mail key, I was without a vehicle and mail.

So again I decide to go get new keys at the post office. To make sure I had the correct post office and correct ID I call the 1-800 number and ask to speak to my local office. I get a number for another post office close by and I give them a call. They tell me to bring my mortgage statements, but since it has been over 30 days I will now need $25.00.

Fifteen minutes later I get to the post office with the two things I am told to bring to be belittled and berated by a horribly nasty mail-woman who told me I needed a DEED to my HOUSE, not a mortgage statement and that I must be an idiot to trust a national worker because there is NO WAY I called someone in HER office. Even after I read the number I called (to HER post office) she insisted that I was mistaken or lying.

A few months after that horrible experience I am finally ready to put the past behind me and brave it again. So on Thursday I I head to the post office with two deeds, my property tax statement, two forms of ID, a receipt of payment for my property taxes, and $25.00. I wait 45 minutes in line for the mail-handler to ask me for a mortgage statement. OH MY GOD! I wish I saw the lady who had made me feel two feet tall so I could tell her what a moron she was! So I pay my $25.00, another $7.30 to mail a package and walk out the door.

Friday I go to check my mail and my old key will not work. After picking up my van from the dealership I head over to the post office. It is 30 minutes before they close and the parking lot is crammed so I decide to call them while in the parking lot. Thank goodness too because my keys were not there.

Saturday morning I wake up early and head to the post office. I wait in line for 15 minutes and get to the counter and she gets my keys and says "that will be $25.00 please". I explain to her that I already paid and do not have a receipt because I was never given one. I told her I came in Thursday at 2:30pm and mailed a package to California for $7 and paid a total of $32 and some change. She told me she would not give me the keys because there was no proof I paid and a bank statement from my bank was not good enough because it was not itemized. She told me to come back and get my receipt, and her solution to me not having access to my mail was to put it on hold until I paid my $25.00 OR showed a receipt.

I was pissed beyond pissed. I came home yelling at Bobby, tearing my house apart looking for a receipt I knew I was never given... called my bank to ask if they had an itemized list by chance (on a whim, I knew better). Bobby took the highlighted bank statement for 3/29/07 and went in and immediately had a manager in front of him; of course the manager kept insisting that there was nothing he could do despite the great questions Bobby asked him "is it your policy to collect payment before service" and "don't you keep records of what is sent where and who orders mail box keys"?

The whole time the manager is holding the keys, and Bobby had me on the cell phone explaining what the man looked like. He finally went into the back (probably to ask the worker if he remembered what happened TWO DAYS before) and finally comes out and says "it was paid" and hands the keys over. Of course when Bobby gets the keys he is dubious WHY they could not figure out I had paid since written on it is my first and last name... "lease and I.D. verified" and in the upper right hand corner highlighted in yellow is "*New Keys, pd $25.00 on 3/29/07". Can three grown adults seriously be too stupid to understand what that meant???

Anyways, after all this crap we managed to have a nice day. I bought kaiser rolls and German cold cuts at the German store for lunch (and bratwurst and sauerkraut for dinner tonight) and we had a late lunch. We then left the boys with a sitter and had an early date night to go see the movie 300, we then had a late dinner at IHOP while we ran around town looking for a Wii. Bobby finally did find one, but he had to wait at Wal-Mart for them to arrive at midnight. He sure does spoil our sons; we all have had a blast playing with it today.

I am a bad fish parent

Today some friends of ours gave us three fish their son did not want anymore, an angel fish and two algae eaters. They showed up around 4pm with the fish in a bag and I set the fish (in the bag still) in the tank for them to adjust to the temperature. Well, I forgot about them. Oops!

Five hours later, when I remember, the bag is seemingly full of dead fish. Oh great, more fish I killed in the last 30 days (I accidentally dropped a baby fish out of the tank while transferring it to clean the tank); however the two algae eaters swam off, but the angel fish just floated to the bottom. The kids are sleeping now, so I am sure in the morning they will discover the missing new fish and I will have to fess up that I am a bad fish-keeper.

The new Angel Fish, aptly named Sushi had it's very last swim, when I "buried" it at sea; it seemed so graceful as it swam in circles around the bowl and finally dipped out of sight.