Here's my day:
12 am-ish : fed Baby J
4-ish: fed Baby J, Baby J woke up Buddy, gave Buddy a drink & he went back to bed
7-ish: fed Baby J in a tired stupor (why this feeding is always the hardest for me in the morning, I have no clue)
8:00 Buddy wakes up says "I'm grumpy. Bad baby woke me up."
Then we had a picnic breakfast (placemats on the kitchen floor is considered a picnic) of granola bars and milk (I wasn't in the mood to fight Buddy on eating today, which you will see by his food choices).
Got ready for the day and Buddy continued to be grumpy and whine. All day long. Sure it's sweet that he says "I want to snuggle". But when he thinks snuggling is laying on my bed & messing with our clock radio on the headboard (and turning the volume up so that I'm sure we are damaging Baby J's new little ears) - it gets old. Quick.
"I want to snuggle" in whiny voice x20= let's play with mommy's ipod touch so she can get something accomplished today.
Then it was "I want my phone." I was confused.
"Your phone?" I ask.
"Yeah. The black thing with games and music."
"Oh, you mean MY Ipod."
"Silly Mommy, it's not an Ipod. It doesn't have eyes."
....Yeah that was cute.
Lunch for Buddy consisted of a graham cracker, two bites of string cheese, and a couple sips of generic V8 fusion juice (it's worth the money because we can get veggies in his diet that way).
Fast forward to my pointless doctors appointment. They thought my scar was infected a week or so ago so they put me on antibiotics and had me come in again today, well I was / am upset @ the way the Dr. sewed/stapled me up (it doesn't look nice/like a clean job) so I asked to see the Dr. instead of the NP. Basically he blew me off saying it will heal fine in 3-4 months. But I did get my note to my gym excusing me from November until April. The only thing that disturbed me about that was that my doctor asked me to spell "athletic" twice (the gym I go to is Apple Athletic). At first I thought "is this a test to see if I am abusing my drugs?" (like I felt his nurse accused me of doing when I called to get refills last week). But no, I guess he reallly just didn't know how to spell "athletic".
What?! I'm really glad I had a genius like that perform surgery on me! NOT!
Come home, we are all tired but Buddy refuses a nap and Baby J has started to get in on the crankiness (crying whenever I put him down).
The rest went ok. Watched Jeopardy (Ken is getting whopped up on by Watson the computer). My friend & her son came over (and brought dinner) so we were entertained for a couple hours (and the whining lessened). Bed time for Buddy (not sleep, just in bed crying off & on - why won't this kid GO TO SLEEP?). Sold my gym contract (bought on craigslist, sold on craigslist - awesome possum), now just need to sell the house & we are done (sad to leave my friends & wonderful house but glad John will be happier @ this job and we will have opportunities to meet new people).
Now to wake up Baby J, top his stomach off, and get some sleep!
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Monday, October 19, 2009
Crazy on Craigslist
For a while now one of the sites I check every day is craigslist. It's like a huge online garage sale. I love seeing what stuff people are selling or offering up for free or wanting. I've even posted some items (when I lived in SL)with success like our dishwasher, free baby food jars, and some scrapbook supplies. My "wanted" posts have been less successful: a babysitter (hey I was going to do a background check before I had them watch Buddy - don't judge me, I was desperate), a HD converter, and a jogging stroller - just to name a few.
As far as purchasing items - well they have kind of worked out. I found our dishwasher, a LDS sitter less than a block from my home (in the stake right next to mine & yes I did call her other references) that worked out for a month (maybe less, I can' t remember now), my phone (which I'm not sure if it stopped working 3 months later because of Buddy or because it was a piece of junk), some DS games for my cousin, and now hardbound Harry Potter 1-4.
I say kind of because it's always a pain to go and get the items. Unlike ebay, you have to spend the gas and time to find the persons house to pick the item up (unless the seller is willing to deliver - which is likely for a fee :S). Take today for instance.
I'm going to digress for a minute and insert one of my biggest pet peeves here. On craigslist you post where your item you have for sale is. When we lived in SL, one of the most annoying things ever was that people would put Salt Lake (whether they lived in West Jordan, Sandy, anywhere in the valley - they would put Salt Lake). Well DUH - you're posting on the Salt Lake craigslist, I would think that your item is in Salt Lake. I would be all excited about picking up the item only to email them and realized that their item wasn't in Salt Lake City - it was in South Jordan, Holladay, or Murray (etc. - you get my point). Seriously people - - if you don't live in Salt Lake CITY - put where you live (or where your item is to pick up). I understand if someone asked where you were from and you said the nearest city BUT if you are posting an item for sale (that someone will have to pick up) be SPECIFIC. It's especially hard now that we have moved are surrounded by farms and the roads are few and far between. Basically, if you don't want to tick Becky (and I'm sure some other people are like me) off - put where your item really is. One good example is that before I moved & when I posted stuff I would put University area Salt Lake City. So although my item said it was in IF, it was really in Ucon (which I think should be considered closer to Rigby technically than Idaho Falls).
I'm not going to tell you how long - but I spent a significant amount of time looking for this house. I called John (and he called me) several times - since he was near a computer and is my GPS. Basically it was a HUGE headache.
Worth the $20? I'm not sure. I was about to give up when I was clear out in nowhere land (which I later discovered was Rigby) but in my mind I kept thinking - I've come this far & I'm going to find it & get those books: even if it kills me.
Buddy meanwhile is in the back occasionally screaming for ball and scratching his legs (yeah he has a rash - I'm spacing on the name @ the moment, but we have cream we're putting on it).
I finally found it (nope - I'm not going to tell you here how long I've been driving either), got the books, and headed to my next destination. I guess now every time I look @ those books I will remember the grr I have with people and their houses in the middle of nowhere but on the other hand - what a great deal I got on those books.
As far as purchasing items - well they have kind of worked out. I found our dishwasher, a LDS sitter less than a block from my home (in the stake right next to mine & yes I did call her other references) that worked out for a month (maybe less, I can' t remember now), my phone (which I'm not sure if it stopped working 3 months later because of Buddy or because it was a piece of junk), some DS games for my cousin, and now hardbound Harry Potter 1-4.
I say kind of because it's always a pain to go and get the items. Unlike ebay, you have to spend the gas and time to find the persons house to pick the item up (unless the seller is willing to deliver - which is likely for a fee :S). Take today for instance.
I'm going to digress for a minute and insert one of my biggest pet peeves here. On craigslist you post where your item you have for sale is. When we lived in SL, one of the most annoying things ever was that people would put Salt Lake (whether they lived in West Jordan, Sandy, anywhere in the valley - they would put Salt Lake). Well DUH - you're posting on the Salt Lake craigslist, I would think that your item is in Salt Lake. I would be all excited about picking up the item only to email them and realized that their item wasn't in Salt Lake City - it was in South Jordan, Holladay, or Murray (etc. - you get my point). Seriously people - - if you don't live in Salt Lake CITY - put where you live (or where your item is to pick up). I understand if someone asked where you were from and you said the nearest city BUT if you are posting an item for sale (that someone will have to pick up) be SPECIFIC. It's especially hard now that we have moved are surrounded by farms and the roads are few and far between. Basically, if you don't want to tick Becky (and I'm sure some other people are like me) off - put where your item really is. One good example is that before I moved & when I posted stuff I would put University area Salt Lake City. So although my item said it was in IF, it was really in Ucon (which I think should be considered closer to Rigby technically than Idaho Falls).
I'm not going to tell you how long - but I spent a significant amount of time looking for this house. I called John (and he called me) several times - since he was near a computer and is my GPS. Basically it was a HUGE headache.
Worth the $20? I'm not sure. I was about to give up when I was clear out in nowhere land (which I later discovered was Rigby) but in my mind I kept thinking - I've come this far & I'm going to find it & get those books: even if it kills me.
Buddy meanwhile is in the back occasionally screaming for ball and scratching his legs (yeah he has a rash - I'm spacing on the name @ the moment, but we have cream we're putting on it).
I finally found it (nope - I'm not going to tell you here how long I've been driving either), got the books, and headed to my next destination. I guess now every time I look @ those books I will remember the grr I have with people and their houses in the middle of nowhere but on the other hand - what a great deal I got on those books.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
"Yes dispatcher, I'd like to report a disturbance"
Just the other day I was telling my mom that if we move, I'd kindof miss city life. Mainly I realized that I'd miss the ease of public transport as well as the awesomeness of our library (I can request DVDs & books online - the librarians will pull them for me and e-mail me when they are avaliable for me to pick up at the front desk).
Last night I realized that despite those two awesome things (as well as the great people we've met here), I will not miss the city.
At 2:00 a.m. we were awakened by loud, drunk people singing "Happy Birthday." At first it was from the building next door (because the two buildings are so close) - but NO. It was from clear across the street. So I googled the police department (since 911 is for emergencies, not reporting noise violations) and called them. The dispatcher said she would send someone over.
I put in my ear plugs, said a prayer that Buddy wouldn't be awakened, and said good night for the second time to John.
At 4:30 a.m. John got up to go to his new job and Buddy woke up for an early breakfast. While feeding him I'm pretty sure (admist the shouting from the same people) I heard a door slam and then a gun shot. I walked Buddy back to his crib (and finished rocking him to sleep in his room). I didn't call the cops the second time, figuring that one complaint per night is my limit. I guess if someone or something was shot - maybe the drunk people and the cops will learn a lesson.
Last night I realized that despite those two awesome things (as well as the great people we've met here), I will not miss the city.
At 2:00 a.m. we were awakened by loud, drunk people singing "Happy Birthday." At first it was from the building next door (because the two buildings are so close) - but NO. It was from clear across the street. So I googled the police department (since 911 is for emergencies, not reporting noise violations) and called them. The dispatcher said she would send someone over.
I put in my ear plugs, said a prayer that Buddy wouldn't be awakened, and said good night for the second time to John.
At 4:30 a.m. John got up to go to his new job and Buddy woke up for an early breakfast. While feeding him I'm pretty sure (admist the shouting from the same people) I heard a door slam and then a gun shot. I walked Buddy back to his crib (and finished rocking him to sleep in his room). I didn't call the cops the second time, figuring that one complaint per night is my limit. I guess if someone or something was shot - maybe the drunk people and the cops will learn a lesson.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
What are they thinking?
I saw two things this morning that questioned my belief that most people think before they act:
1. Why would you (being a "big wig" who makes decisions like that) start construction on a sidewalk in the middle of winter (especially when there is a foot or more of snow on the ground)?
2. What is the purpose of high-heel pleather boots in January? They can't provide much protection from the ice and snow. And they can't be very safe either. I guess I'm just not a fashionista. I wear my practical snow boots and change into my flat dress shoes once I get to work. I can' imagine the pain this lady had to go through just walking across the uncovered parking lot.
1. Why would you (being a "big wig" who makes decisions like that) start construction on a sidewalk in the middle of winter (especially when there is a foot or more of snow on the ground)?
2. What is the purpose of high-heel pleather boots in January? They can't provide much protection from the ice and snow. And they can't be very safe either. I guess I'm just not a fashionista. I wear my practical snow boots and change into my flat dress shoes once I get to work. I can' imagine the pain this lady had to go through just walking across the uncovered parking lot.
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