Stories I forgot to Post 3 - Kitten 2

So it is actually possible to scare the 'piss' out of something...

Ok every morning when I am getting ready the kitten runs around, bouncing and playing and attacking. She usually climbs on the bed and just bounces all over like a Mexican jumping bean, usually with my cat but sometimes all by herself. Well today she was in total play mode bouncing, hiding under the sheets and making noises. I saw the Rottie I take care of watching her from the floor with his ears all perked up (nothing unusual there).

All of a sudden he jumped up with his head right next to her and barked. Not like a quiet *woof*....like *BARK!*. She stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes were HUGE and then she looked down at her bottom area. She was so confused....I picked her up really quick and threw the sheet off the comforter....a little seeped through so I cleaned it but she was horrified. She kept staring at her bottom all bug eyed like "What the hell just happened...?" I had to clean her because...well if you haven't figured it out, she pissed herself. And she is a cat and they don't like being icky. Even after I cleaned her and put her down she ran up on top the couch and begged to be held. So I of course scooped her up and she ran up my arm and hid under my hair. She wouldn't get down, I put on my makeup and finished getting ready with a 3lb kitten perched on my shoulders under my hair.

So I am thinking the Rottie was like "For God's sake just stop! Stop stop stop!" Hahaha...he's not used to something with more energy than him ;)

Stories I forgot to Post 2 - Kitten

I seriously think stray animals are drawn to me....

So I know the term is "look what the cat dragged in." But not in my house. Nope, in my house it's look what the dog dragged in. After I let the dogs out to potty one Saturday morning in Mid May I got one heck of a surprise. One of my dogs brought in a teeny tiny kitten. I mean I let them in walked to get their dishes to feed them and when I turned around there was this slobbery ball of fur near my back door being stared down by 3 dogs and a cat. I ran over to it and picked it up before one of them attacked it. It was the size of my hand (so super small)!!! I put it back out in my yard because I saw the momma and anther kitten. But the momma wouldn't come get her. I hoped that if I left she would come get it and take it back to wherever she had the litter.

It was out there for 4 hours while I was running errands all day. I got home during all the psycho weather over the weekend and well I couldn't leave it out there to die. So SUCKER over here took it in. Vet thinks it is only 4 weeks old...and needs to feed from a bottle. I think I definitely have sucker tattooed on my forehead.

Stories I forgot to Post 1 - Arachnaphobia

I'm not scared of Spiders...I don't like them but I'm not terrified of them...

(January 2010)

Ok so I just had the two ladies that work with me come in and say in very panicky voices "you, you , you need to go roll up your car windows... like right now!"

OK as most of you know it is GORGEOUS outside so of course my windows are down.

The younger one says "it's like, like that movie arachnophobia come to life...GIRL Your car is covered in spider webs."

Ok so now I am like, HAHAHA girls very funny :P . I am not really scared of spiders...I don't like them but I can deal. They were like "NO REALLY COME OUTSIDE!!!!" So I humor them and go..................

HOLY S**T, chills ran up my spine then back down. There is a massive web running from car to car (5 total in front) ACROSS the lawn to the mailboxes....the mailboxes are covered....across the concrete to the FRONT DOOR!!!! It's like a scene from a haunted house/horror movie. I battled my way through the web with a broom to roll up my windows.....but now I am paranoid!!! I saw the lil effers they are about the size of my finger nail and brown...not huge BUT big enough.

I am going to a painting class tonight with my boyfriends fam....I am going to have an ALMIGHTY stroke out if I am driving back home at 10:30 tonight and I get attacked by one that is trapped in my car.

Our mechanic is going out there to get rid of all the webs and check my car but I am still a little freaked out.. . .. .

Ever since I went out there I have like this nervous tick thing going on where i feel the need to shake out my hair....*shudder* stupid spiders!!!!!!

Ok thats my story......................

Why ask for my advice if you aren't going to listen???

I don't even know why I answered the phone. . .well technically I didn't answer on purpose but that's besides the point. You know who called today. . .ya know my ex roommate person. Well I said hello and it was downhill from there.

He complained about his job, like he always does when I actually answer, and this time I just wasn't in the mood to be calm. I kinda lost it. He always talks about this Executive that he has issues with at his new job out of state. According to him this person does not know what they are talking about and they are out to get him. As I calmly listened at first then he said "you know you used to be better at this whole advice thing." That was the mythical straw that broke the camels back. I said everything I'd been holding back.

I basically told him that this Executive is his boss and he has to play nice and I know from previous experience he doesn't know how to do that. He said he's never been rude to their face, to which I replied "One of their 'minions' , as you so kindly call them, told them you are impossible to work with. . .I am certain that affected her opinion of you at least a little." He said they just don't like being challenged and think they are always right. I was like so kind of like you...?

Long story short he is ready to leave this job he's only been at for 6 months all because he hates this executive and because the person that hired him left and went to a new company. . .he says "I moved there because of this guy not because I liked this company". Wow, really. . .WTF?! But the kicker is he doesn't want to jump to a new job because of the house. OK, I'm sorry what? How does owning 1/2 a house in another state affect you getting another job???

This is what he envisions. Walking into this Executive's office and saying paying me X amount of money or I am out. . .AFTER they already made it clear he's overpaid. I suggested NOT doing that but I am stupid and don't 'understand'. So he figures he'll be asked to leave, he doesn't plan on having another job in the wings so he plans on moving back here. He wil not have a job and he will fix the house in 4-6 weeks. . .the same house he had over 2 years to fix. Anyone see where my annoyance is coming from???

I of course argued BAD idea not just because I don't want him here but also because that is just DUMB. But he sees no issue with it. . .like its the most normal thing a person could say. His reason is, it will get done because he wants to get the house sold; get me taken care of; so he can buy a house where he is now....because (here is the kicker) he misses his dog!!! OK so you want to throw away your job, in this economy, because you want to fix a house you didn't bother fixing before because you want to buy a new house...WITHOUT a job so you can bring your dog with you. Makes sense right...?

Well I don't need a taking care of...I am just fine. The house I will HAPPILY fix but I still do not have the $$$ form the insurance company although he tells me "I'll make sure you get some of your money back..." What the hell does that mean?!?!!? To me that means, " I spent the money and don't want to send you a check for $$$$."

Ok thats my rant for the day. . .I am so annoyed!

I was being stung from the inside out. . .

Ok so it was just a dream . . . but how weird is this. . .

It was a very short but detailed dream. It was a gorgeous, sunny, spring day. I was sitting on a couch/lounger outside with my friends laughing and being silly as usual. During one of the outbursts of laughter I swallowed a WASP. Like you know how if your walking and talking and you swallow a nat. . .something like that but it was a WASP! I said "Oh my God I think I just swallowed a Wasp." As I cough and gagged trying to get it out. Friend twin 1 said "Oh you'll be fine. You'll digest it, no biggie...mmmm a little extra protein. Hahaha". I said "I dunno, I think I can feel it moving around..." I mean I could feel it in the dream like CRAWLING around in my stomach and it was the absolute weirdest feeling ever. I think a day went by and I swore I could still feel it and everyone was like you are CRAZY!

Then it happened. The most horrifying, painful thing happened. I bent over to pick something up and I was stabbed. . .from the inside out. I could see the stinger poking out of my abdomen and then suddenly it retracted. Then came out again in another area a little to the left. Same thing about 3 or 4 times. I was flipping out!!! My friends and boyfriend were like you are fine, no need to stress about it. I said "I am being stung by wasp that is inside of me!!!!!!" I said I think I need to go to the Dr. They all disregarded me and the conversation was done. Well this continued for the next day or so. Random stabbings whenever I would move weird and piss it off. But they were getting lower in my abdomen so I thought it was moving through my digestive system. I was like "It's not dying and I don't want to know whats going to happen when it gets to the, um end..."

Finally I convinced my boyfriend (younger guy) to bring me to the ER to have it removed. He said he would bring me but I'd have to wait till he got off of work. Well I was in my house waiting patiently trying not to move so I wouldn't get stabbed, when I had a "stomach attack" which is caused by my digestive issues. As I was attempting to NOT succumb to that call of nature I had a shooting pain in my back/side area. Then an uncomfortable feeling in my pants. No, I did not crap myself :P but when I pulled down my sweat pants I had a very much alive, BIGGER than average Wasp perched on my butt WALKING around. It was at least 1.5 inches long and about an inch thick. I vividly remember the feel of the insect legs on my skin *shudder*. Then out of NO WHERE my dumb dumb rottweiler snatches it off of me and runs off with his new 'toy'. I pulled up my pants and ran after him. He somehow got out the back door. He was trying to hide his face from me so I couldn't take it away. Meanwhile I am yelling, "Let it go dog. . . please. . . it's going to sting you!!!!" Then I woke up. Now what in the world do you make of that one...?

I"m not usually a violent person. . .

. . . but I could totally punch someone in the face right now!

Take a WILD guess who that would be. Me EX!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aside from the normal crapola that gets my panties in a wad :P he has yet again proven to me that he is an idiot!

OK flash back to almost 5 years ago (in March). We bought the house right...? Anyways all was fine and dandy. Then we had a new year come around and things went a little batty. The heater started acting a little funny. By funny I mean it would not kick off even when in Auto mode. Well the heat would go off but the fan stayed blowing. This happened a few times but not alot. Then the next winter it decided to RANDOMLY shift itself from normal heat to Em Heat. At that time I had no clue what that meant... at that point my Ex called out a repair guy to look at it. He said the guy said the thermostat was going out and that Em Heat was a safety mode it went into. And that it would cost alot of money to fix...an easy way to keep it from running all day was to TRIP THE CIRCUIT BREAKER. This went against my better judgment and I questioned it...but being the trusting moron that I am I believed him and we went about our business. Also every year we were getting it serviced and had the ducts cleaned out recently so I surely thought that a repair guy would say something if something was wrong.

OK flash forward to yesterday. I wake up and turn the heater on. . .nada just a clicking noise. I was running late so I turned it off and went to work. Last night I got home and was FREEZING so I tried again. Again just this weird clicking noise. I let it sit for a sec thinking it would kick on. Then this WEIRD smell filled the house and I panicked and turned it off again. I opened the closet where the indoor unit is and there was a low squealing noise... effing fantastic. So I called out a repair guy, who thankfully could make it over first thing in the morning. YAY!

This is the part where my blood pressure skyrocketed. They started looking at it and determined the blower motor was burnt out and maybe other things but the motor was why nothing clicked on. After further inspection he very sternly told me that I should really have my unit serviced every year. *with a baffled expression* huh. He said this unit looks like it hasn't been serviced in quite a few years. He showed my the screens and the blower fan. They were COVERED in a 2+ inch layer if dust and fur. It was disgusting. He said having just one dog generates lots of dander and fur so that's why it looks like this. He said this happens over time (the filters catch most of it) but it will build up and cause the system to overheat bypassing the compressor and causing the fan to keep running and the Em Heat to come on. He also took me to the inside and outside units and explained EVERYTHING they did. Told me what Em Heat actually was and why I didn't want to use it.

So it was just the motor. Once he got it all put back together that sucka was blowing really really really hard, I was impressed. Then my blood pressure went up again.... as the stronger force of air went through the vents it blew all kinds of clumps of dust out of every vent in the house. It was disgusting. So after I paid the nice repair man I called my Ex to let him know he owed me half :P. I told him everything and he said "so I guess you figured out the unit was never serviced." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I didn't have the patience to even fight, I told him what he owed me and to send a check and hung up.

Are you kidding me.... for almost 5 years the effing thing has NEVER been looked at. No repair man EVER came out to look at it...he just figured out how to get it to shut off. The ducts were never cleaned. If it would have been serviced every year...that's about $100 or so depending on how long it takes not that bad ... this cost over $450!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Its not highway robbery BUT the guy also cut me a deal. He didn't charge me for labor just for the part. Had labor been included that would have been another $200....$650 total. Why why why why why lie about that!?!?! I am so pissed not just because it cost me $$$ to fix but because my instincts told me that wasn't right. Had I just taken charge it would all have been done regularly.....

To Speak or not to speak....

..that is the question rolling through my head right now....

Happy New Year!

Okay so why am I not speaking ;) Hmmm lets see. As you know I am in a pretty serious with younger guy. Both our families are planning our wedding and have been for a few months now ;) No pressure right...? Anyways the subject definitely has come up and it doesn't scare me in the least or him from what I can tell. He is always saying things about when we get married and when we have kids and in the future etc etc etc. So he seems to see what me and everyone else does which is good. His mom thought for sure he was giving me a ring for Christmas which I knew was not happening but she was sad that it didn't, good lord. I mean we both seem to want it but are taking it slow for obvious reasons (we both got burned pretty bad :P).

Anyways the other day he said something that made me kinda sad. We were hanging out at his best friends house waiting for dinner. His friend is a computer guru and just got a new touch screen for his kitchen so he can look up stuff while he's cooking...I was jealous ;). Anyways of course my guy was playing with the new computer...it was a touch screen so I get it , haha. Well I was in the bathroom and his friends wife was feeding their little girl (she's 1.5 years....soooo CUTE!). Well when I came out the wife was like "Um do you know what he was looking at over there?" I was like Huh...? Who.. what...? And my guy was like *in an shy-ish voice* "I just wanted her to see that you can get nice stuff for less money if you are smart..." He was looking at rings....which caught me off guard but then he said something that kinda stung... He said "Geez *friends wife* I am being smart this time, it will be at least two years before I think about proposing." She looked at me and asked how long we were together...I said almost 10 months. She said "Really...? That's it?! I swore you'd been around much longer... I guess yáll just seem so comfortable with each other... *averting her attention to my guy* still 2 years.... REALLY?! You are weird." His friend looked confused as well.

Honestly I understand....I am in NO WAY expecting or wanting a ring right now. It just stung to know that even though our relationship is TOTALLY different that his ex fiance and him he thinks the reason they didn't work is because they got engaged after a year of dating. He has made that comment before, I am not assuming anything. But its like he thinks if we move quick like that we will follow that same path. My ex an I were together for 3 years when he said "hey lets get married" and we split 7 months later ... that does not mean I think the same will happen to us. But I never said a thing, I just rolled over it and started talking to Friends Wife again while she eyed my guy from a distance burning a hole in the back of his head, haha. I think she might like me ;). I guess that sting I felt was the same sting I felt before. The doing things because you think your supposed to do it that way instead of because you want to. Does that make any sense?! I guess I just hate being punished because some other chick effed up...its almost as bad as not getting what I want/need because no one else ever taught the person that you should/shouldn't do/say that (I'm talking about me being the 'learning curve' for my ex...it SUCKED).

So I don't know what to do. I want to be like relax dude and just go with the flow. Don't put time lines they just make things complicated. But I don't want him to think I am pressuring for the next step because I really think that if he gave me The Ring tomorrow I would pass out on the floor in fear. Okay maybe not that bad but it would be TOTALLY unexpected and a little too fast for me, there would be definite hyperventilation. I know bad bad bad but I guess I am a little guarded still too.

Sooooooooo I don't think I will do/say anything...unless it comes up again...then I may try to carefully get my point across...easier said than done... maybe silence is better :P