Fussy eater??? Now???

My Little Man will eat anything under the sun, as long as I'm eating it first. (or Daddy). When we introduced him to solids, he went with it. When the teeth came in, he was all about biting on the Gerber Biter Cookies or whatever they're called (can't find the link). He has never given me a problem with eating. So yesterday Daddy and I went to my MIL's house to borrow her SUV so we could move a few of the bigger things in the house. (I did mention we are moving, right?) So when we get there we are just about starving and she felt all motherly and made us tuna fish sandwiches. I haven't had one of those in ages, so I was more than happy to have one- especially since I didn't have to make it. I put Little Man on my lap and give him a bite of my sandwich, he stops, takes the bite OUT of his mouth and hands it to me, shaking his head. I laughed. I try to give him another bite.
Nope, not having it.
I try to give him just bread.
Hell no, lady.
So Daddy went to get a slice of cheese out of the fridge, he likes cheese sandwiches, he won't say no to this. I put the cheese in one slice of bread, folded it and tried to give it to him. He takes the sandwich, opens the bread, takes out the cheese and runs for the hills. He had two slices of cheese and some milk for dinner. (But was pointing at my Coke saying "Dis?" the whole time)
It reminded me of Finslippy and her picky-eater, (this post almost killed me I was laughing so hard. Maybe that's why I'm being punished now, Karma...) and I thought to myself- is he really going to start this shit now???
We'll see.
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A question about poop

Why is it that after drinking juice my son's bowel's loosen??? Any juice! He can eat the fruit fine, but give him a juice, any amount- be it 4 oz. or 8 oz. or just 1 oz. and the poor kid's got the runs. Does this happen to anyone else's child? And it only happens in the diaper right after the juice.... I know it's not an allergy, but his next appt. is not till February and I'm not concerned enough to call the doc. before then. Just wondering.....
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To the idiot in the Camry in front of me-

Come on buddy- you have the same license plate I have, meaning you ARE from here. Why is it that you felt the need to get into the "left turn only" lane when you KNEW you were going straight. Especially when the light for the left turn is only green for 2.5 seconds and then turns RED again, and I CAN"T TURN FOR ANOTHER FIVE FUCKING MINUTES!!!!! AND I'M ALREADY FIVE MINUTES LATE FROM MY LUNCH BREAK! You are just proof that they will give a license to anyone.Crazy/Hip Blog-Mamas

Too much info-

Oh my GOOOOOOOOOD I have to pee so bad, but someone who shall remain nameless but seems to have an obsession with my printer went into the ONE bathroom we have here and didn't get out for like twenty minutes...I don't want to go in there... Crazy/Hip Blog-Mamas

To the idiot who just walked in here-

Seriously, if you are just walking into the office, and you haven't been here for more than 16 hours, why in the hell would you come to the printer and see if any of the papers that HAVE JUST PRINTED are yours? Do you have a laptop in your car that you print from before you walk in?
Literally JUST WALKING IN! Stopping at my desk before you even go to yours! Before you take off your coat and put your briefcase down! COME ON! SERIOUSLY!!!!
Wait it gets better-and only two minutes have gone by.
Him-"Where are the closed files for '05?"
Me-(famous blank stare) "In the file cabinet. Under 'closed'" Crazy/Hip Blog-Mamas

My dorkiness shows

So instead of just adding the blogs I love to my links, I have sent a few people an e-mail or a comment asking if it's okay. (Didn't do it for you, Latteman, because- well, I just didn't want to.) Yeah, it's dorky, but what if they don't want to be on my links? What if my site isn't good enough for their name to be on? They probably don't read me anyway, so what if they don't want their blog to be on a site that doesn't get any hits anyway? What if i'm just not cool enough? What if I'm just an insecure asshole who just needs some friends????
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The battery story-

My son loves "talking" on the phone. I let him play with my old cell phone, because he wants to imitate us when we talk on the phone. So the old phone went to him, because frankly who cares if he throws that one around and breaks it? The thing is that Little Man will still sniff out my new cell phone and want to "talk" on it. He puts it on his shoulder- yes SHOULDER not ear- and say "Hello" and "yeah" and other not-so-understandable things. Sometimes he screams into it- nice example I'm setting, huh? So one day sometime before Christmas I left the phone charging in my room and was doing something somewhere else in the house. Into my room he went, because I left the door open, and pulled on the charger's cord and down came the phone. Fine, no big deal, I've dropped my phone before. I chased the boy down to get my phone back and gave it to Daddy to plug back in.
"Phone doesn't work."
"What? what do you mean it doesn't work?"
"It doesn't want to charge..."
So from that day until this weekend (when I finally got the replacement phone) I would have to go to my mother's house to get her full battery (she has the same phone) in exchange for my dead one. That meant I couldn't get out of picking her up from work at 11 at night (she has a part-time at the local mall) because I needed that battery. That means I couldn't say no to going over for dinner sometimes because I needed that battery. That means that I had to see my mother.
Now, it's not that I don't like her, she is my mother, I love her to death. But my mother and I are one and the same, so the stubborness (spelling?) and the bitchiness and the arguments are multiplied by two. We get along for about half an hour at a time. After that, she will have a stupid comment to say and the screaming ensues. Or she'll just say something like "I know your mother doesn't give you any vegetables so I'm going to make sure you eat some here" or "I know you didn't get a bath today, so we'll give you one here" to my son- in front of me. Come on, doesn't that spark something in everyone? Don't say you KNOW I don't give him vegetables if you aren't around us. I make sure that boy gets plenty of veggies, just because I eat the grossest foods doesn't mean he does. And how does she figure I don't give him a bath? Lady, do you smell something? Is there something growing out of his ears? He gets a bath every day, if not by me then by the sitter...
How did this turn into a post about my mother?
Sorry... the battery issue is resolved. Now I have to find where the boy put the actual phone charger, because he was playing with it a few days ago and now it's MIA...
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Late Christmas List.

I meant to link to this when I read it way back when- but alas I'm a dope and forgot. Chynakatt-my list is very much the same, especially the P.S.
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Pat on the back for me!!!

HOLY SHIT!!! I FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO PUT LINKS ON THE SIDEBAR!!! All i had to do was switch my template!!! YAY for me!! And look LatteMan- you got first dibs on my links, don't you feel special??? It's a tribute for you for being such a dedicated (obbsessed?hahaha just joking don't hate me!) reader/commenter. On Monday I will be adding the rest of my faves...curious to see who makes the list???? Stay tuned...
And I did forget to write about my cell phone battery, that will also come Monday (if I don't have a boatload of work to do. It's tax season, I have to get everyone's numbers in order.)
Wow, I'm all excited, I feel like I actually accomplished something! Goes to show how exciting my life is huh???

***Update (five minutes later) Goddammit, i tried clicking on LatteMan's link and it won't open for me. More discovering to do on Monday.
***Update (another five minutes later) I did some tinkering and now it's directing me to a blogspot page saying the address is not found. Okay now I really have to go home. I'm trying here!!!
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Wow. There are no words....
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The Penis Plant

This is the cactus I have on my desk. It was here when I started working so it became "my cactus". The lighting is horrible, but can you see that it looks like a penis? A penis with a really bad herpes outbreak? I will try to take a better picture of it. Every time someone comes into my office they look at the cactus kinda funny, they must think I'm such a freak that I can't be away from penis for too long, so I have one at my office to look at. My boss pretends he doesn't know what I'm talking about. I have to think of a way to get rid of the cactus, cause God knows that thing won't die. I've already gotten rid of the ugly fish we had in here- well, he passed on to fish heaven, it was past his time- but the cactus??? Any ideas?
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Explanation

Thanks for warm thoughts. I think we're okay for now, I decided to put myself in therapy as soon as our insurance mess gets cleared up, which I had written about yesterday but now will leave it for another day. Maybe speaking to someone will help, hopefully Daddy can understand that I AM NOT trying to be his mother when I ask him to call me if he's going to be out for long. I am his WIFE and I still have the right to know, it's not me trying to run his life. He forgets that things change when you commit to someone and start a family, he thinks it still means he can go and hang out whenever he wants. Which is not the problem, the problem is that his friends are not in real relationships, so they don't know what responsibilities he has to me and his son. They don't understand that he can't go hanging out every night till two or three in the morning. Just...
God, I can't even put it into words without sounding like a nag.
I'm not trying to be his mother. I only gave birth to one, why do I feel llike I have two sometimes? He seems to have at least partly understood my point because he's calling if he's out. (He doesn't need to check in, but I always call him and let him know where I'm going and when I'll be back why can't I get the same respect?) And he doesn't go hanging out all the time, which i'm grateful for because before we had Little Man we used to be Night Owls, never slept at night, we would be watching movies or playing games or challenging ourselves to get lost in different towns...yeah, we had no life. We were a large group of friends that has slowly separated into different couples (some from within the group) or people that just stayed single and are in the same frame of mind that we were in 2-3 years ago. Things change, and Daddy kinda doesn't want to accept that. I think he gets this feeling that if he changes it means he's old... I tried explaining to him that we are GROWING UP, it happens. We can't be 20- year-olds forever. (We are both 23, I don't think I've ever mentioned that.) And change doesn't mean we're old overnight, we NEED change in order to grow...
I don't know.
Hey Latteman, where are my cookies? They really would have come in handy the other day....
Just joking! I do pity my mailman, he has started to run in and out of my office...
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I want my share.

Yahoo thinks it's great that they are using my blog space to advertise their smilies every time I use one. So do I get money if my readers decide to share my love for the smilies??? NO? A dollar? A quarter??? Shit, if I would have known I would have signed up for adsense and made money everytime someone clicks something. Maybe I still can... then maybe I can afford that toaster oven I was looking at yesterday with longing eyes...
***Updated- they pulled the ads. ha. guess I told them huh?
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Can't Connect?????

I'm here. I'm alive. I'm better.
I tried writing yesterday but for some reason blogspot wouldn't "connect". Wouldn't even let me save as draft.
NOTE TO BLOGSPOT: If you can connect to LET me write, you should be able to connect to publish, or at least save. I can't write what I wrote yesterday, it was what I was feeling yesterday (Mostly yelling at my son's insurance provider) (and how I'm going to start therapy as soon as we get coverage again).
but today is a new day. I will write as soon as i'm done crunching some numbers for these rich folks here.
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Bad Day

Daddy and I are fighting too much. Thinking on moving out. Need to get away. Don't want to cry anymore. How do I make it better and keep my family?
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New Wendy's commercial-

Mom: "How much did you pay for that beautiful sweater?"
Girl: "Fifty-five junior bacon cheeseburgers..."
and the commercial continues.
Imagine going up to the register in a store with a bagful of burgers to pay for clothes. Or a bagful of frosties (melting, I imagine) which the same girl used to pay for her pants. Come on Wendy's, I know you can do better.
My favorite (because it's so bad) is where this guy tells his girlfriend/wife/whatever that she looks like a million crispy chicken nuggets.
No.
Uh-uh.
NOT a compliment buddy!
I thought of myself looking like a million crispy chicken nuggets last night as I ate a side caesar sald and fries dipped in their chili. Kinda grossed me out. I told Daddy that if he ever told me I looked like a million crispy chicken nuggets I would clobber him. He laughed through a mouthful of food.
Working on a super migraine here today...it's on the right side this week. (Last week was the left.) My eye is shrinking from the pressure already. Once I get my insurance crap in order again I think I'm going to see if I can get a headscan. I seriously think I get too many headaches. I used to get them really bad to the point where I was crying and puking, but when I got pregnant they stopped. Recently they've started flaring up again, just not as bad as before. I'm beginning to catch them early, but I don't want to be popping pills all the time. Especially Excedrine, who is a miracle worker, but I know there has to be some bad things going on with that med.
Little Man woke up at five in the morning wanting to play. My alarm was set for seven, I wanted to sleep until seven thirty. He finally went back to sleep ten minutes before the alarm went off. And stayed asleep as I changed his diaper, put his hat and coat on and took his ass to Grandma's. Stayed asleep as I stripped him of his hat and coat and put him in the playpen. Stayed asleep while I ate breakfast, and even as I walked out the door. Bastard.
Until we meet again...if my head doesn't explode in the meantime.
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Just a bit calmer...

So I left the office a few ten minutes early yesterday so I could get a head start on the drive around the world. Got to pick up baby, pick up check, pick up Daddy, cash check, and go switch batteries with my mother (story behind that, coming later), and go get something to eat. Phew! It almost wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, but it was still bad. Just an update. Will be back to tell the battery story, have to see what adventures await me in the filing cabinet in the back room.
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Reasons Postal Workers go Postal...

Head Admin. had the other admin call me and ask me what I wanted her to do with my check. Again. Seriously, why would you ask such a question? Do you want to hear my answer? "Hold it out the window and see if it will fly to me." She gets off at 4 fucking 30. She does not have a boyfriend, does not have a child, has a very reliable vehicle, pretty much doesn't have shit to do after work so it wouldn't fucking kill her to drive her spinster ass to my office and give me the money I need to feed my goddamn family. I have to get my son milk, i have to buy groceries, I have to pick my son up by 5:30 and the check cashing place closes at 6:30. So after I pick my son up I have to drive to the other office on the other side of town to pick up the stupid check and then go back to my side of town to cash it. With traffic. Five minutes after I got that phonecall I called back and asked to speak to my boss. I'm really sick of this. Unfortunately he wasn't there, so I asked for the head admin. The other admin knew I wasn't happy, she transferred me rather quickly.
"Does bossman do direct deposit?"
"NO we haven't set up an account for that yet, why?"
"So that my money can go into the bank instead of me driving all around town having to pick it up."
"Oh, well I'll ask him if he's going to do that anytime soon."
Tomorrow I will call the boss again and let him know that I'm the only one that has to chase her fucking check around the whole state, and that if it's going to be such a problem to pay me then we will have to discuss other options.
I'm so angry right now my hands are shaking. I should leave early so that I can have time to go get the stupid check and make it to the check cashing place before they are bombarded with the rest of the world that is afraid of their bank.
Right now it's 4:38, head admin. was off 8 minutes ago, she could have been here before 5. I think this is the only time I appreciate large chain jobs (department stores, pharmacies, restaurants...) because they have your check when they're supposed to.

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Funny-

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I don't even have words...

This woman should be locked up for life. My heart goes out to those poor kids...
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