I can't believe it's been 2 months!

I have become so lazy at this, or things are too hectic in my life. Probably both. Brendon is home and doing great!!!! I am so proud of him. He is not associating with any of his old "drug" buddies. As much as I hate to say this, prison did him good! He has become a neat freak, which means he is constantly picking up and cleaning. He is a pretty good cook too, and cooks for us about 3 nights a week. And he keeps all the laundry caught up. I'm becoming a little spoiled. He is a little clingy still, which can be troublesome for me. I like me quiet time and my personal space, but it's getting better. I'm just so glad to have him home. I did kick him out two weeks ago. But I only kicked him as far as the camper in the driveway. He thinks it's great, and he has his own personal space, while I get my office back.

Danni goes to State Bowling Championship tomorrow. It's only a 2 1/2 hour drive. Not looking forward to that. I hope she does well. And softball season is upon us. Her first game was the 15th. I love to watch her play, but it gets a little chilly out there at night. Danni got her learners permit. My little girl is growing up. She usually refuses to be seen in public with either her father or myself, but now she wants to go everywhere with us. Only one condition though......she gets to drive. Isn't that sweet.

Work is still hell. I still haven't got my raise. I've come to the sad realization that it will never happen. And I'm about ready for the managers to go through and clean house. I can think of 5 people right off the bat that we could do without. One of them is such a whiner and manipulator. He went away for training and was involved in an accident on his way to training in the hotel shuttle. He "claims" to have a broken tailbone, yet came into work the first day dancing around and constantly moving. I've had a bruised tailbone before and spent a week lying on my stomach. He's just trying to get what he can. He better watch himself. He's on his way out and doesn't even know it. He can't or won't do his job and my boss seems to have gotten wise. But until this worker's comp thing is over she can't really do anything. (He's the one that is overly friendly with the analyst supreme.)

Then there is this guy in PC Support. I caught him at the park sleeping in his truck one day, but couldn't get back before someone paged to see where he was. So.....my boss was unable to catch him and he still has his job. He disappears all the time and is only out for himself. He is more or less useless. I have nicknamed him "Waldo". They've also hired this other guy. He is very creepy and touchy feely. I just don't like that. He is constantly touching me. I finally had to tell him, very politely I might add, that I had personal space issues. I've nicknamed him McCreepy!!!

I don't know, maybe I'm just a bitch, but I'm sick and tired of the crap that goes on at work. The woman that now sits next to me does nothing but bitch about anything and everything. The other day she was on the phone with someone in another department complaining about her ex-husband for over an hour. I just wanted to reach over and ring her neck!!! Am I expecting too much? I am just a bitch?

It's almost here!!!

Well, Brendon will be home either Wednesday or Thursday. I can't wait. We won't know until the night before, but I'm ready. I hope he's learned his lesson.

It a bad day for report cards here. My daughter, who never gets below a B got three C's. I don't know what to do with her. Her dad really let her have it. She cried, he felt guilty. I just got angry. I am going to be doing a little investingating of her recent friend changes. Also will be doing some recon on her PC. Not letting another kid get away from me. Of course, she is 15. I think she may be rebelling. I think I may have to lock her in her room for the next 5 years. She gets her learners permit tomorrow. It's gonna suck when she can't drive anywhere because her grades aren't up to par.

Rumor at work is they are looking at outsourcing our department. They say this every couple of years. They have never found it to be cost effective, but you never know what is going to happen. I've worked very hard for me job, and to get where I am. And it pisses me off to think they can just take it all away from me to save a little money. Why should I be loyal to them, if they aren't loyal to me. It's a big crock of shit!!!

My Colts finally got into the Superbowl!!!!! Yippee!!!! They better not choke, or I'll have to change teams. Of course I say that every year. Go Colts!!!

Well, that's it for now. I'm sure I have plenty more to vent about...or bitch about as Mike says, but I'm tired. So, it's off to bed for me.

I've gotten lazy about this.

I know, i know. You don't have to tell me. I've been a very lazy blogger. Things have been so crazy. Between Mike and I we have had the flu, back trouble, vertigo, and a miriad of other things.

Christmas was kind of lazy for a change. We went to Mike's aunt and uncle's house. That meant I didn't have to cook. As far as Christmas morning, it's the first time I can remember it being daylight when we opened gifts since we had kids. And if it wasn't for the phone ringing, who know what time we would have got up. But we had a nice Christmas. I got an Espresso machine, which means that my addiction to white chocolate mochas is worse than ever. Now I can make them at home, and that is a bad thing.

Brendon is coming home this month. I'm excited and nervous at the same time. I just hope he's learned something from this. He gets out on the 24th, or the 25th. We won't know for sure until the day before. I am so worried that he'll fall back into his old ways. I guess all I can do is wait and see.

Work sucks as usual. They are still screwing me around about my raise. They keep giving me more crap to do, and I have no time to do it. The analyst supreme keeps getting her little digs and cracks in. I just want to smack her. And the three biggest complainers in the department now sit in the same area. Talk about a bitchfest. You can't get anything done for all the bitching. I just wish I could tell everyone in that department what I really think of them with no repurcusions. But, that won't happen until the day I quit. Which could be sooner than anyone thinks. You never know what opportunities may arise in the very near future.

It's late, and I'm tired. So, signing off....

Life is like a box of chocolates....Laced with X-lax

It's been quite a while since I posted anything. Things are crazy all around me. I don't even know where to start.

My son seems to be doing okay. We get letters from him about once a week, and they sound very promising, but I'm still skeptical. It tears me up everything I read one. He talks about how he is going to straighten his life up, but I'm scared he is just writing what he wants us to hear. They still haven't moved him from the reception center, so I haven't been able to see or talk to him yet. Hopefully soon. I keep thinking about how hard Thanksgiving and Christmas are going to be this year. I guess I will survive it. What choice do I have.

My husband has bribed my daughter not to go to China next summer. I'm so disappointed. I really wanted her to go. He told her that she could take the money and go to China, or take the money and buy a car. Guess what she decided? And she already had a car. We were going to have my old Jeep painted and she was going to drive it. Not now! So, we sold the Jeep, and she is diligently searching for a convertible sports car in her price range. I hope she doesn't regret turning this opportunity down.

Work sucks! They announced Friday that they are shuffling us all around. And they changed a few people's job titles. We are now going to have a tiered helpdesk system. That means that four people will answer the calls and help the people they can right then. If they can't they will send the call onto the next tier for help. I think it's a great idea, but I feel so sorry for my friend Angie. She started out running the helpdesk like that five years ago. She worked her way to educator, and does all the ordering and inventory. But now they are telling her she is back on the helpdesk. She feels like she has been demoted, and I don't blame her. I would be pissed off too! And the raise I was supposed to get? It still hasn't come. I'm getting very impatient, and angrier by the day. I look around at the people who sit on their asses and do half the work I do and get even more pissed off because they make more than me! I don't know why they don't pay us by performance. Maybe then some people would step up and do some work. And the analyst supreme is really pissing me off! I'm sick of her little digs and comments. When she was suppose to train me to work the SIEV, she didn't have time and I just had to figure it out, but now she has hours to spend with Steve showing him how to do it. If those two haven't slept together I'd be amazed. Even if their affair isn't physical, it is emotional, and an emotional affair can tear up a marriage just as quickly as a physical one. I'm suppose to feel sorry for Mary B. Because they put her on the helpdesk too, but I don't. Give me a break. All she does anyway is send personal email and test messages and spend half the day on personal phone calls. She's loud and obnoxious and acts like a child. If Angie and I are out of the department at the same time she thinks we've ditched her and gone on break or to lunch without her. It's worse than dealing with my kids. And she thinks she has all this knowledge about computers, and truthfully, she doesn't know a quarter of what she thinks she does. And now I'll have to listen to her for weeks because of this helpdesk thing. I just want to tell her to GROW UP!!!!!

I better change the subject before I get and more angry. I've started a new business. I think it's taking off. I take old photos and videos and make really cool DVD's with music tracks, etc.. I'm doing the Marshall High School Senior Football video now. And I've picked up the fire chiefs retirement too. We'll have to see where this goes.

Well, that's all for now.

I'm surviving, I think!

Let me start off by saying that watching one of your children go off to prison is one of the worst experiences a parent can have. It is so scary. All I know about prison is what I've seen on tv, and that doesn't portray a very inviting environment. I was so scared for him. I cried for days and had to take several days off work. It was a horrible, helpless feeling. I have received two letters from him since he left. He sounds very upbeat and positive, and sounds like he is finally getting his head on straight. I think this may have been what he needed, although it pains me terribly to say this.

We did get some good news. My daughter, Danni, has been selected to be a student ambassador, and will be traveling to China next summer. She is so excited. I'm not sure that I like the idea of her being on another continent, but this is an opportunity I can't deny her. This is an experience she will never forget. You can see what she will be doing at http://www.studentambassadors.org/students-programs-details-kh.asp . It's a 17 day adventure of a lifetime.

My job still sucks. I'm busting my ass, and I still haven't got my promotion or even a raise. I'm sick of it. The worst part is that I love the new stuff i'm doing. But at the same time I'm so fed up with the situation I can't stand it. I don't know whether to march into my boss's office and tell her that she has two weeks to get me my raise or that i'm going back to doing what I was doing, or just keep my mouth shut and see how this plays out. But I've been waiting since May. It pisses me off that there are people doing half the work, if that, that are making substantially more than me. I'm sick of it. Some days I just want to walk out and never go back. And the weasel hater is getting on my nerves big time. Miss analyst supreme is sooooo busy that she can't do anything that needs to be done. I'm sick of her. She has plenty of time to walk with her PC Support loverboy. My god! Someone needs to tell them to get a room!

So much has happened....

It's been awhile since I posted anything. So much has happened, and most of it has not been good.

Let's start with the few good things though. Let's see. I bought new living room furniture. It's really nice. Now if I can just get Mike to put new carpet in and put in the hardwood that has been in the garage for three months.

Let's see. I also got a new Jeep. I love it. So much nicer than the old one. Don't get me wrong, I loved the old one, but this one is sooooo much nicer. It looks a lot like this one, only mine has rally mags, and tinted windows.

Okay, that's about it for the good things.

Bad things:

Mike's uncle passed away. He was in Oklahoma for almost a week for the funeral, and then came home and got a stomache virus and was sick for three days.

My son has new charges and will be going to prison. He is accepting a plea agreement for two years. He'll have to serve about 6 months. I'm having a very hard time dealing with this, but what choice do I have.

My job sucks!!!! Imagine that. I'm not only doing my work, but also all the web programming and working on the interfaces. And still no raise or promotion. My boss keeps giving me this crap that "we're looking at what we can do". I'm so sick of it. And I can listen to other people bitch and moan for 30 minutes at a time, and they can shop on the web, and they can take personal phone calls for 20 minutes, but I don't have time to pee. And these people are making substantially more money than I am. I'm sick of it. I wish our pay were based on performance instead of longevity. It's bullshit. The two lowest paid of our group have the biggest work load. I'm starting to wish I had taken that other job.

Oh, and the weasel hater is starting to talk to me again. Like I care. Miss analyst supreme needs to just keep to herself. One of these days I might have to tell her what I really think about her and it won't be pretty.

Thank goodness for my pogo family, especially Lady. She keeps me sane and makes me laugh. She's turned into a really good friend.

Rules for Men

1. The Female always makes The Rules.

2. The Rules are subject to change at any time without prior notification.

3. No Male can possibly know all The Rules.

4. If the Female suspects the Male knows all The Rules, she must immediately change some or all of The Rules.

5. The Female is never wrong.

6. (If the Female is wrong, it is because of a flagrant misunderstanding which was a direct result of something the Male did or said wrong.)

7. (If Rule 6 applies, the Male must apologize immediately for causing the misunderstanding.) 8. The Female can change her mind at any given point in time.

9. The Male must never change his mind without express written consent from the Female.

10. The Female has every right to be angry or upset at any time.

11. The Male must remain calm at all times, unless the Female Wants him to be angry or upset.

12. The Female must under no circumstances let the Male know whether or not she wants him to be angry or upset.

13. The Male is expected to mind read at all times.

14. The Male who doesn't abide by The Rules, can't take the heat, lacks a backbone, and is a wimp.

15. Any attempt to document The Rules could result in bodily harm.

16. At no time can the Male make such comments as "Insignificant" and "Is that all?" when the Female is complaining.

17. If the Female has PMS, all The Rules are null and void!

It's been awhile

My life has been crazy! In the last month I've been to Dallas, Toledo, and St. Louis. And only one of those trips was for pleasure. Unfortunately, the pleasure trip sucked. I've never been more miserable in my life. This past weekend we took my daughter and two of her friends to St. Louis to go to 6 Flags, (or seis banderas as my daughter calls it). It was a 100 degrees and humid as hell. It was packed and I had a migraine before I left. Even the girls were asking to leave. The only good part was the $200.00 a night suite. It sucks to spend that kind of money and not have any fun.

I got a new Jeep, and I love it. It was about time. Mine had 193,000 miles on it. Now we're going to fix it up for our daughter to drive next year. Can't believe she'll be 16 next summer. I feel old.

My 18 year old son is in jail again. They have revoked his probation. Now he may go to prison. I don't know if I can deal with that. He's just a kid. Granted, he's screwed up, and I do believe he needs to pay for it, not to mention he needs a good scare, but he's just a kid. I just don't know what to do. We'll know more on August 21st. Until then, all I can do is pray, which is difficult for me since I'm not a religious person.

I'm so sick of all the drama, at work and at home. I just don't know how much more I can take.