Checking in

It seems like it's been close to forever since my last post, must just be me.

It's been crazy all around lately. Super busy at work, busy at home, busy, busy, busy.

Today is school picture day for my daughter. She looked so cute when I dropped her at school. I just hope pictures are early in the day or God only knows how dishevelled she'll look in the picture. I'm especially hoping pictures were BEFORE lunch time, she has a nasty habit of spilling on herself and THAT would suck.

I've committed to a "part-time job". I am now (well, not technically yet I haven't sent my contract in to HQ) an independent coordinator for Bead Retreat. Kind of like the home interior lady of making your own jewelry for those of you not up to speed on the whole Bead Retreat thing. Home parties where each guest makes and takes home their design. It's pretty cool stuff actually. I make my own hours and can schedule as many or as few retreats as I want as long as I maintain my monthly sales minimum. I'm excited about it!

Summer here in Illinois is quickly coming to an end. We did have a few days a week or two back that were just down right ick in my opinion. I hate cold weather, I hate snow, I hate the changing of the seasons, don't do the "colors" of autumn, pretty much hate living in Illinois. Each year I hate it more and more, but there isn't much I can do about it in my current situation. I guess if I want to move somewhere else I have to get a divorce. Been down that road before and swore I wasn't doing it again.

Speaking of marriage - our anniversary is tomorrow. NINE YEARS!!!!! That's right, we've been married for nine years tomorrow. Hard to believe sometimes. Believe me, I have days that it feels like ninety years and days that it feels like nine hours. But, for the most part, I wouldn't change a thing about the last nine years. If anything, I would have had another child. Not that we still can't, but more than likely we won't.

That's about it. I'm hanging on to these last few days of summer like weather with all my might!

I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see it with my own eyes

Apparently, my daughter is a thumb sucker. She never sucked her thumb as a toddler, see they make these things called pacifiers (aka the "Binky") and she sucked on one of those things like it was going out of style until she was nearly 3 years old.

At first when I noticed this last night I thought "Oooh! How cute!!" Then I was like "What the hell!?! She's almost 7 years old!"

I knew that both her and my husband would think I was crazy. So, I grabbed the camera and got a picture for proof. This morning I showed her and she still denied she was sucking her thumb....until I zoomed in and she saw her thumb in her mouth.

Still, look at her. Curled up with her "Mo" (the Elmo blanket that was her toddler bed blanket that I can't get her to give up, or sleep without for that matter!) propped up against beary. Isn't she just too cute!?!?!?

Boil Boil Toil and Trouble

Today my blood is boiling. To the point where I think I need to pop a couple of extra blood pressure pills. Sad, isn't it, that I'm 35 years old and on blood pressure medication? Been this way for almost 7 years now. Prenatal hypertension my ass.

Anyway, the reason my blood is boiling is my boss. This week he has been in a mood that can best be described as FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!!

We have a case up tomorrow for final pre-trial and I've not been able to get him to focus his attention on this particular case for months. I've tried daily for the past several weeks to get him to work on the documents necessary for the pre-trial because, I know this is a shocker, I'M NOT A LAWYER, but I do know that these things have to be done.

So today, the day before pre-trial, he's all of a sudden in a panic about how this stuff isn't done and how there's no way he can go in front of the judge unprepared, it's his reputation after all, blah blah blah blah blah. Then he starts screaming at me about all this because apparently my disgust is starting to show.

So, I yell back. I'm only one person doing the work of two because he's "too busy" with "more important" things and "doesn't have time" to tend to all of this nonsense. I gently (ok, not so gently) remind him that I've been trying for weeks to talk to him about this case and he says to me - this is a beauty - WHY DIDN'T I TELL HIM IT WAS UP FOR FINAL PRE-TRIAL BECAUSE HE WOULD HAVE SAT WITH ME AND WORKED ON IN!?!

What the #*@$!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I left for lunch not knowing if I was coming back. I was so pissed off, I'm still pissed off and sitting here writing about it is making me even more pissed off.

I need a drink.