I saw "The Avengers" twice

And here is the reason:

Yep.

Loki.
The villian.

I have a crush.
Just look at his smile.

What a cutie.

Don't tell Bobster, I told him I would see it twice because it was such a great movie.
Secretly I just wanted to see Loki in action again.

I think he would be a great Christian Grey.

What?
Whose Christian Grey?

I am currently reading Fifty Shade of Grey.
It gets very warm in the room when I do.
Of course, our a/c is broken, so perhaps that's it.
Yes.
That's it.

Seriously.
He is a cutie patootie!!!

Do you agree?
Don't get me wrong, all of the super heroes in the movie are easy on the eyes.
Especially Captain America
BUT
I like the bad boy in this one.

So, um, Loki....call me, maybe?

Confession to make

Not sure if you all want to hear this or not.

It's nothing like, I killed 35 people & buried them in my grandparents old house's basement (the stench is from the dog they used to have...yea that's it...the dog!) or I used to dance on a pole for money & I went by the name of "Tuesday Tata's"...I was young, I need the money.

It's more along the lines of something I am ashamed of, as if the above things wouldn't be enough, again didn't do either of them.

I am ashamed of being divorced.
Whew I said it.
I feel like this, a lot:

If only I was that skinny.

Anywho, don't think that I wish I was still married to that person.
I don't.

For those that have known me "on line" for years or for those that know me in real life, know I was blindsided by the whole "I want a divorce" that he said.

Believe you me, he did me a huge favor b/c now I have a great guy & fabulous children!!!

It's just that I feel, even after all these years, that I failed.
Like if I had done this or that it wouldn't have happened.

I can't really explain it.
I don't like to say I'm divorced.

I know people are.
I know it's not considered a rare thing anymore.

I just can't explain it & I finally admitted yesterday to my coworker, who herself has been divorced.

Perhaps I'm just feeling sorry for myself...it is pms week or maybe I just need therapy...either way I wanted to confess.

So there ya have it!

Ouch!

In short:


I tried to take Cheeks out of the dining room chair last night to put him in the corner (Don't ask).
I was pulling him up.
Almost had him out when....
BAM!
His feet caught on the dining room chair & knocked it over.
On my left foot's big toe.



I calmly stood him up.
Bent over.
Screamed.
Yelled a bad word that I am sure will make it into his vocab.



He said "You ok Mommy?"
I told him "NO"
He said "I kiss it"
So I let him kiss my toe.



It throbbed all night
&
became blue instantly.
It's like aqua blue.
Lovely shade.
Down by the nail bed.



On top of that I had nightmares all night.
Bobster thought it was Cheeks that was yelling for me
When it was me yelling "Mommy" in my sleep.
He came upstairs to find out who it was.
I admited it was me.
He got me some advil for the throbbing toe
&
Comforted me.



Now I am off to work w/ a throbbing, bruised to infinity toe, no sleep & a hive on the corner of my left eye.




Good times!
Woops out.

Day From Hell + Pneumonia = Good Times

Here's a detailed version of my DAY FROM HELL (yesterday)

• Start day @ 3:30am because of insomnia.
• Bobster's ride is late, so we wait for Cheeks to wake up then we take him to work...in Camden (the 2nd highest murder rate city in Jersey). Leave house at 7:20 to take him.
• Get lost in Camden by myself with Cheeks
• Drop Cheeks off @ daycare
• Proceed to Sears at the Moorestown Mall (for all you locals) to get flat changed that Bobster got while out on Sunday.
• Tire is $121.00 dollars.....leave Sears b/c I am not paying that much
• Arrive @ Just For Tires at the Cherry Hill Mall (again for all you locals). They can replace the tire & my windshield wiper blades. Cool!
• Notice I am missing my hubcap ~ Sears never put it back in the van. Back to Sears to pick up hub cap.
• Lunch with Dad...while waiting for Dad, talk to Bobster. He asks to the blades work. I try them...they are the wrong size & catch each other when on the way down the window. Call Just For Tires, they said come back, they will fix them only take a minute.
• After lunch head to Just For Tires, 45 minutes later, 2 different manufacturers of blades later they tell me they can't fix them, refund my money & say "Good luck!"
• Head home. Arrive home at 1:40pm from 7:20am this morning.
• Walk in house, try to put shade up, shade falls out window. Fix window
• Take recycling out. Wrestle with box out the door, come in contact with old bitty neighbor at recycling bin who gives me a lecture on what is recyclable & what isn't (Apparently, pizza boxes shouldn't go inside the "Mixed Paper" bin, so neighbor starts sorting my recyclables while I am trying to put them in the bins...all the while telling me right & wrong)
• Back in the house, call Bobster to get directions to go get him from job, call waiting is going off but I ignore b/c at this point I am ready to cry & my phone is dying.
• Get msg from voice mail. Daycare. Cheeks sick, 102.8 fever.
• Bobster instantly callsl back, come get me, can't, on way to pick Cheeks up & head to Doctor.
• Arrive at Doctor. She listens, while someone screams as if she is gutting him. Doctor (Cherry Hill Peds for all you locals) orders a chest xray b/c she hears a little something something.
• Head to South Jersey Radiology. Take us back right away then the tech & I have to coerce Cheeks into letting us take the Xray. We have to do an encore of the full on chest xray b/c someone stood crooked the 1st time.
• Waiting room. I hear the receptionist call my name, Cherry Hill Peds in on the phone. Answer....Cheeks has pneumonia.
• Head home. Arrive approx. 3:30. Bobster arrives shortly there after.
• 4:00 I get to Rite Aid to pick up the script. Girl totals everything & tells me "$90". I'm sorry, say again? No sweetheart I have a copay. Notice she also charged me for 2 prescriptions that weren't mine.
• 45 minutes later, they get the copay straightened out. I didn't have a script for the penicillen in the computer so they didn't know. What? How do you not know I have a copay???
• Arrive home to a sick little boy. Send Bobster out for Chinese & try coerce small child to eat. That's a no no. Falls to sleep on me. Wakes up. Give medicine & must be feeling better because he is acting like a maniac.
• Approx. 8:30 he crashes. Put him in my bed. Falls asleep & wakes up this morning at 7:45am.

So, that readers, was my yesterday.

Cheeks, thankfully, appears better today but is a little whiney. Guess so he has pneumonia. Thankfully I am home this week & can be with him. He won't really eat so lots of Pedalyte & pretty much whatever he will eat he can have. So far today, only one small thing of apple sauce. Perhaps a little Micky D's will get him to manja at lunch.

Um, how was your weekend & day yesterday?

Woops out!

Officially the 1st day of being laid off

I think I am going to keep this as my motto...what do you thing?

I am usually not a pessimist nor a realist...I like to think I am a "bury my head in the sandist". LOL

Job hunting today.

Gotta keep ahead of everyone else.

Snowing outside.

Funny b/c I took Cheeks to daycare & there was a nary a flake on the ground.

A car drove by covered in the snow...like 2 inches.

Hello?

Where did that come from?

Um, it is now snowing big ole flakes outside & they are sticking to my van.

Ok. off to job hunt.

Anyone know of any good leads?

What's on everyone's agenda for the weekend?

Anything fun?

Woops out!

Why I should wear my glasses while driving

Ah, blueberries.

Blueberry Muffin...remember her? Of Strawberry Shortcake fame.

Ah, good times.

Anywho, see those succulent blueberries up there?
On the scale.
Yum, right?
Well the little old ladies that sell the flowers apparently are in the blueberry biz as well.
Quite the savvy business woman.
Anyway, as I drive by all week I see a big ole sign "$3!!!"
So today, I had 3 one dollar bills.
All day I dreamt of the tasty fresh, pesticide free blueberries I was gonna pick up for $3.
I was dreaming of pancakes, scones, muffins, you name it, I was thinking about...any wonder why I have a weight problem?



So after work I zip on down the road in my trusy mini van, pull over, look at the sing & to my amazement when up close I notice it doesn't say $3 but $8.
$8 for everything in the basket, just leave the basket.
Now while this is a killer deal, I would be eating blueberries for like 50 years.
I mean this was like a large apple crate filled & over flowing with the suckers.
So I left.
Disappointed b/c I realized the sign said $8 freakin dollars the whole time.
I just couldn't tell because I don't wear my glasses to drive during the day.
Darn me!
So there will be no pancakes, scones, muffins or more.
Sigh.
All I can do is dream of the pics up above.
Sigh.



Woops out!