Friday, March 31, 2006

Good Laugh this morning

OK, so driving to work this morning the talk show guy had a guest... a very funny guest. I have NO CLUE who this guy was or who the caller was, but apparently they were teenagers together in a small town in Iowa. Telling stories about teenage mis-deeds.

They got me laughing so hard about one story that I almost had to pull over. Now, it'll be nowhere near as funny by the time I try to remember it and relay it here... but let me preface this that about every other part of the following story kept getting interjected with questions about whether or not the statute of limitations was over or not.

At one point, staying at this friend's house, the younger brother was the first to fall asleep. Which couldn't go unpunished. So the guest to the talkshow dressed in a White 3-piece suit - with the jacket turned backwards and a mummy mask on. Can you not just picture Big A here trying to walk with his arms all funny?

OK - scaring the kid was fun and all, but now they want some money - so they decide to take cans back to the store - mummy suit and all. Scaring customers was fun and all, but now the guy turns around and steals this friend's car from the store.... still in the mummy suit, of course. So the next day, on the front page of the paper... the police have a story about a car stolen by a mummy from the local convenience store and does anyone have any information to assist them... lol!

Not done yet, the mummy returns later in the week to steal the hubcap from the police car parked outside of some restaurant. The police witness the burglary, and take chase - only apparently they're more like waddling... and apparently, taking a heavy hubcap while dressed in a mummy costume that's more a suit turned backwards isn't the easiest way to run. So, he's really not getting away very fast. But, at some point during this slow-motion chase, the police officers decide that they really need the car - and both of them turn around and go back to the car. At which point, they lose the mummy.

The next day, there's another front page article about the return of the mummy and something about adding charges for "police harassment". In it, the chief of police admits that they've verified that there isn't anyone missing from any of the nearby mental institutions and that it's quite possible that the mummy is someone dressed in a costume.

The main reason I find this so hilarious, is that I have NO problem interjecting 95% of the people I grew up with into the mummy costume in my mind, nor interjecting 95% of the cops that I knew while growing up into the police characters, nor interjecting EVERY single newspaper reporter I knew into writing that story (knowing that they wouldn't point out that it was probably just a prank)... AND I can visulize with no difficulty the farmers the next morning sitting around the counter, drinking coffee and discussing the 'mummy' situation... followed by drinking bear around the counter, and more concerns about the 'mummy' situation.

Small town, Iowa - gotta love it!

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Lawyer Responded

Oh - and the lawyer's nurse finally got back to me. They don't feel that I have a case for medical malpractice because "too many doctor's are making the same mistake, therefor, one doctor can't be sued because he did it wrong."

?????? ok, so if a dozen of my friends all go out and do something completely wrong and totally screw someone over, then I can too? and none of us can get sued for it? Sounds good to me!

Head & Chest Cold

Man, I tell you. Everytime I turn around it's something else. Saturday afternoon Alex's nose was running all day. By Monday afternoon, I'm the same, only worse. Tuesday and Wednesday I'm stuck in bed all day feeling like I'm dying, I can't breath, the sinus headache is killing me, the coughing is tearing my head off.... I never used to get so sick, I swear. It seems like everytime I get near a germ anymore, I'm sick and ten times sicker than the person who gave me the germ.

I'm back to work on cold meds and pain meds... and I actually can breath and stand upright, so I feel almost blessed. I've got actual work to do (awesome) although probably only a few hours worth, but that's way ok. I am going to try to work late tonight to make up some time and then probably work from home this weekend (if there's any work to do that is). Rough part of having used up all my sick and vacation time last Jan/Feb, and wanting to save the little bit I'm earning right now for the trip to St. Louis. Ugh... oh, well.

Mr M is thinking he might actually take Thursday night off, I think he's hoping I'll spend the night with him at his place, and you know what? I just might. I can drop Little A off at Grandma's after work and head to Mr M's place... and then we can head out in the morning for St Louis.

Monday, March 27, 2006

yucko

You Were a Spider
You tend to be the master weaver of fate - both for yourself and those you know.A creative force, you tend to work from divine inspiration.

Quiet and lovely weekend

This weekend was spent pretty quietly. Mr M spent most of the time at my house - with the exception of a few hours on Saturday afternoon. He had purchased a new washer & dryer and had left them in the living room so he could spend Friday night with me. So, he went home and installed them Saturday afternoon, spent some time with his dog, and then I met up with him so we could eat at Phat Daddy's in Marengo again. Oh, my god.... their food is awesome. Problem was that I ate too much at lunch and snacked all day... so then when I stuffed myself with the incredible food, my stomach ached for hours afterwards! Good thing we drove separately back to my house - I was able to drive all the way home with my pants undone!

We were mostly lazy and sat around the house - I did a little housework, listed a few more items on eBay and Amazon... watched some movies, and basically just had a nice time. Mr M even took Alex outside to play for over an hour so I could scrub some carpet stains without my little assistant.

Our resident ghost was quiet all weekend... unless, you count the mysterious leak under the kitchen sink. It only happens about once a year or so, but the cabinet under the kitchen sink floods - only none of the plumbing appears to be wet or dripping, not even the garbage disposal. I clean up the water, and it's not dripping any more. I haven't quite figured out how it happens or how to prevent it if you can! I doubt it's paranormal, but I sure would like to find the source of the leak!

It's Monday and raining, I'm back at work trying to come up with work to keep me busy. Add to it a sore throat and runny nose, and you'll see why I'm looking back at the weekend and wishing it hadn't ended already.

Spoke to my client manager on Friday. She can't offer me a position without voiding the contract with the contracting company I work with - but she can let me know if they post a position and she followed that up with a few hints as to how great she thinks it would be if I were interested. So, something to think about. Taking a permanent job here has certain appeal, but I'd rather be closer to home in case I get ill again... but who's to say things are going to get worse? Now that I'm fairly confident this last sick spell had nothing to do with the first one - I might just be over the worst of things. If all I have to deal with is the aftermath of the mini strokes and the medicine - and finding a doctor that won't hesitate to give me pain meds as needed... then I don't have as much of a battle staying well. Especially if you look at how weak the economy still is in the IT area back East. They still don't have a lot of positions opened, and the company I work for does have offices there - but they don't have any current open positions... and haven't for over six months. BUT, staying in Des Moines area makes dating Mr M a little more challenging. He's got an awesome job at a great company where he's at and it's not like we're serious enough at this point to discuss long-term futures. He'd rather I move East to make things easier on dating though, that's plain enough to see.

Oh, well... it's still two months countdown to graduation for Big A so I've still got time, and lord knows enough work to do on the house to keep me busy until then so it's ready to sell.

Friday, March 24, 2006

Latest news from diepart

OK - so they've found that there was a Vicki Fisher living in Newton and working at the Radisson Inn who's about 43 (the right age for graduating in 1981)... She worked there from 2001 to 2004, and she lived in an apartment complex not too far from my home. She took off in 2004 and owes the apartment complex guy a ton of money, and he hasn't been able to find her since. They think she either got married or changed her name (can't remember what the guy told me that he thought the new name was). They're going to the library today to see if they can find her picture in the school yearbooks for the time frame and someone else is going to look up old calendar years to see if we can identify what year the work schedule was from. Would it mean anything weird if it's the thanksgiving that I had my embolism???

Anyway... he stopped by on his way through town last night just to do a quick look and see at the house, figure out where he might want to set up equipment, etc... and he brought an EMF reader. Now, I know (from watching Ghost Hunters on SciFi which I'm now into after thinking I've got a haunted house) that electrical devices can set off the EMF - so I'm thinking ok - the tv, the waterbed heater, all these things are going to set it off. But you have to be practically an inch from them to set them off, and they only beep once or twice if that if you find something that does set it off. So for example, the stove set it off beep...... beep...... the refrigerator was silent.... the tv pc and ceiling fan were silent. HOWEVER, the living room in general - off the charts.... the hallway - off the charts. My bedroom, the bathroom itself, Alex's bedroom and the south side of the kitchen - all quiet. But the North side of the kitchen and living room - the thing beeped so fast it was just one long beep with the light lit up.

This isn't evidence of a haunting, it's just a "suspicious" sign that there might be something up... it could just be bad wiring - which would also explain all our electrical problems - however, I repeat - the electrician said everything is fine. According to this guy - the EMF readings were as high as would be expected in the middle of a microwave while it's running. This is my living room and eating area of the kitchen - nice, huh? He said that in a house that hasn't had anything weird reported, there isn't any activity found. And he's said that in places where activity has been documented (wether credible or not is probably another question), but where there's activity - there's high EMF readings.

So basically, we scored 100% on the first test that would rank a house as potentially haunted. LOL

But that only puts us on a scale of 1 out of 10 for likelihood of haunting - but given he didn't run any other tests and that was in the first five minutes of investigation... I'm hoping he'll find more 'evidence' but I guess I still wouldn't be suprised if they don't find anything else. They're really excited about coming and checking it out though. He ended up having a potential conflict of dates, and since I'm heading to St Louis the 7th - and the weekend after that is Easter, we would have ended up waiting until the end of April to reschedule - and they don't want to wait that long. They want to check things out sooner. So they're going to do my house still on the 1st and leave around 9pm and head to a second house later that night.

Oh, and the 'finger paints' - I pulled them out of the trash and he thinks they look like the kind of paint you would use for face painting at Halloween... ? Still not something I would have in the house...??

Thursday, March 23, 2006

More to my ghost story

OK - so I added to my "ghost journal" about the bathroom door last night... it kept shutting and at one point, I couldn't get it to stay open... but five minutes later, it decided to stop shutting on its own. The furnace wasn't blowing, no real explanation to differentiate between when it wouldn't stay open to when it would. At one point, after I left the bathroom after my shower, I went to my room (like two feet away), changed my mind and it practically shut in my face.

AND I did talk to my sitter last night, those fingerpaints that Little A found? They weren't from them. So that's the third thing to 'magically' appear in the house with no one admitting to it ... and they appeared one week to the day from when the housekeeping schedule and senior picture showed up. I took pictures of the picture and schedule so I could email them to diepart for follow up... I hadn't remembered, but the woman had her full name - Vicki Fisher - written on the back along with the year 1981. She's got the 80's Farrah Fawcett harido and the orange pants that puts the picture firmly in the 80's! As much as I think I suspect Big A of having something to do with it, as picky as he is about girls... I can't imagine him dating someone twice his age. It just doesn't fit. I couldn't find anything for a Vicki Fisher in Newton - but then, she might have a different last name by now.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

It's official - diepart is coming to check the house out

They are coming out on April 1st (how's that for a date to investigate weird shit?). They're planning on spending close to 7 hours investigating the house to see if they can document anything. I'm supposed to start a diary/log of events. They're even going to check into the 'mysterious' appearance of the work schedule and senior picture. Adam's claiming ignorance, but if we find out who she is, I might pin some things down. The worst thing might be that he's involved with a woman older than his mother - but I guess, if that's the worst thing - I can ground him and work on it. But, really, what other reasonable explanation could there be? this stuff just appeared out of nowhere!

Anyway - stay tuned and I'll have an interesting story to tell, I'm sure!

Call from Diepart

Diepart is interested in investigating my home for paranormal activity - LOL!

At least they don't think I'm completely crazy!

They gave me a survey to complete that includes a bunch of stuff that I wouldn't have connected... i.e., besides the electrical issues, there's the water issues - water faucets on and dripping after I KNOW I shut them off, constant issues with water drains (just figured that was life), oh, I don't know... there were about 50 questions and some of them were to weed out weirdos... but about the 30 questions that apparantly might note something potentially paranormal going on, I think there were only two that I didn't have something that came to mind about the house... like when I was ripping out wallpaper and even though I was working at the floor level, wallpaper was falling off near the ceiling where I hadn't started yet... stuff like that. Or like the ceiling fan light in the bedroom not working, but if I ask nicely if I could just have light long enough to get dressed, it comes on for about five minutes all by itself. You know, weird, creepy shit like that. LOL

I doubt they'll find anything unusual, but I think it could be fun to have them come by and see if they do spot anything unusual. If nothing else, you guys can get a laugh out of it!

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Fingerpaint?

OK - last night I get home from work. Big A had picked up Little A from daycare and instead of watching him carefully - let him roam the house while he was downstairs playing computer games. What did Little A find? fingerpaints.... brightly hued, very colorful, fingerpaints. Did he paint a pretty little picture? You bet he did - on the table, the kitchen bench, the cabinets and counter tops - the walls and floor - and let's not forget the cat - LOL

So as I'm cleaning it up, I'm left with the question - where did the finger paints come from? I didn't buy any and have them stashed... I'm certain Big A has never bought any... who knows? When I asked Big A about it - he said that there's been lots of things showing up with no explanation - as in the hotel maid work schedule and strange pictures. ??? very odd indeed....

Working from home :-D

Well, I'm working from home today. Woke up with about 4-6 inches of snow on the ground that was supposed to miss us... had a headache and a dizzy spell and thought - gee, my laptop is in the other room... wouldn't this be an excellent day to sleep in for a little while and work from home instead of driving with a bunch of maniacs convinced my little SUV is a target? How cool is this to be working at the kitchen table in my sweats and having the tv on, Little A is coloring a picture for me - oops nope. Apparently he's not happy with it. He just crumpled it all up - LOL Now he's going to go find more paper to color on.

Big A's school has a late start, I figure that I'll have him drop little A off at daycare for me. 1 - it saves me going out in the cold and 2 - I might actually have a little extra time to myself where I can take care of a few things at home - How overly cool is this?

As for work, I don't have access to the network. Not sure if it's intentional or not, they installed the right software for network access, however, they didn't give me a key fob for network access. So, nube that I am, I call in when the software doesn't accept my password - and the help desk guy goes - "where's your network access key fob"... oh, duh... good thing I had watched Medium the other night when they had a show about a guy who had the ability to hack key fob passwords - so at least I wasn't a complete idiot and knew what he was talking about. It would make sense that they would do something like that. Not sure I rate high enough on the evolutionary ladder to deserve one though.

Mr M is a little dissapointed, he was hoping the snow would miss us and it stayed dry a little longer as he wants to add a bunch of gravel to his driveway. Me, I'm a little happy - it means that instead of spending time working on his driveway he'll probably stop by sooner to see me.

Junior is home again - this time he got locked into the garage for about three days. He's a big ol' scaredy cat who has managed to run away twice now this past year. I think part of it is in protest over the ornery Tucker cat moving into his territory. Glad we found him... he'll make a nice compliment to working from home as he'll probably spend most of the day lazing on my lap today.

Well, back to work. The real secret is that I probably only have about an hours worth of work that I can do today until I start hearing back from everyone the updates they want made. I spent about a week compiling information for review by the experts - who now have to review everything I've done and see what's right, what's wrong, and what could be better. They are looking at the information and going - woah! there's a lot of data here... well, no duh! Bad news is that it's boring to review it (what did they think, it was fun compiling it?) - Good news is that so far, they're pretty impressed with what I've managed to pull together. The quote of the day from yesterday was "What would we do without the Penny's of the world?" which was an awesome pat on the back that I hope gets back to my boss. My contract is almost up with the company and I wouldn't mind re-negotiating for a little more money. Not sure how often that comes up as an option - but how cool would it be?

Monday, March 20, 2006

Sunday

Little A adores Mr M and watched movies with us after dinner and insisted on sitting in between us. He got up at one time, so I scooted closer to Mr M and he came back and had to get his hands wedged between us to get us to part - make room for him - LOL.

Mr M spent the night Sunday night. Little A wasn't happy about mom's bedroom door being closed, but he wasn't happy about having company and bedtime at the same time either - so shutting his and my door ensured that he didn't get in trouble and gave Mr M and I some privacy as well. Big A is handling it well. I think he's finally at an age where it's ok that I have a life of my own.

Little A woke up at around 2 am and I hesitated... usually that's when he gets to crawl into bed with me. I guess I figured that trying to get him back into his own bed would turn into a major battle and with Mr M being a dad and all, and saying that he understood little kids... I ended up letting him into bed with us... me being in the middle. Little A just giggled a little when he saw Mr M in bed and settled right in to go to sleep. I got a little scrunched in the middle, but with Mr M working nights, and Little A sleeping through the night more often than not, I don't think it'll come up very often. At least, I hope not.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

Suspicions

OK - so today as I'm picking things up, I notice a folded sheet of paper in the hallway leading to the bedrooms - it wasn't there yesterday. I open it up and I find a housekeeping work schedule for the week of Thanksgiving for the Radisson Inn which hasn't been the Radisson Inn since last summer - so this is probably from around the time I was ill? Unless they use old forms in which case then, maybe this last Thanksgiving. hmmmm.... how on earth did that get into my house?

So, as I continue to pick up around the house, there is a photo of a woman sitting on top of some candle holders on top of the tv... don't know when it showed up - it wasn't there last week when I was picking up around them before Mark came by - it's enclosed in a clear plastic bag... I flip it over and it has the name Vicki - and the year - 1981... an OLD senior photo... like 3 years older than mine would be! And get this, Vicki's name is one of the names on the schedule for housekeeping.

What on earth? I've asked Adam - he's acting like he knows something but not going to admit that to me - he said he's going to ask his friends - none of whom would have been in the living room without me there at the same time ????

Friday, March 17, 2006

lessons learned this week

It's been a while - so here goes

  • Don't trust society and government to intervene when they should - we each have to stand up for our own rights, and the rights (and safety) of our children
  • My sex drive isn't dead after all it was just in hibernation
  • that if your not potty trained child smells like poop, is standing behind you and patting you on the shoulder for attention - PAY ATTENTION AND ACT IMMEDIATELY! (or risk having poop smeared on your back and in your hair - VERY... I MEAN VERY GROSS!!!!)
  • That I'm not as healthy as I think I am and really do need to remind myself to slow down and take it easy - I fell down again last night when getting out of bed from a bad dizzy spell and I've really pushed myself too far too fast and am coming up with NO energy
  • That having a second vehicle (so big A can pick little A up at daycare) is a VERY awesome thing and that it allows me freedom that just isn't there any other way
  • That having a laptop is good and all - but is way too heavy for carrying to and from work... I'm going to have to get a rolling cart or something, my shoulders (from the shoulder strap) are killing me
  • That a quiet two year old is a problem - no more do I find him flipping through books when he's quiet - he's either coloring in them or the wall or making dinner for himself or some other such mess that I'm just not ready to deal with
  • That it takes about four days of misery to get a two year old back into his bedtime routine - but it is OH, SO WORTH IT!
  • That I really can't bring myself to focus a whole lot on work come about 3:00 pm on a Friday afternoon - so why not blog? LOL

Take care, my friends and have a fantastic weekend!

TGIF

It's finally Friday... not that this week really took forever... it did seem to fly by. Just that I'm so tired that I'm thankful that it's the end of the week. Not too sure why I'm so exhausted - but it's been rough everday since Alex woke up on Wednesday morning around 4:30 am and decided he was ready to play. You would think I could recover from something like that considering I'm going to bed early every night now that he's finally so good about going to bed again.

I'm planning on a quick trip to St Louis probably the weekend of April 7th... I'm taking Friday off from work and Mr M isn't supposed to have to work Friday night - so we'll probably take off sometime around noon for the drive down. Haven't figured out yet what it's going to take to bring everything back - I've been trying to 'guestimate' if we'll need to renting something from uhaul to bring stuff back. I'm working on a story to tell my mom so I can ask her to watch Alex for the weekend - thinking that it will make the trip go a LOT easier and also thinking that way we can hit the bar too. But, I'm not sure she'll do it if it's just so I can go out drinking - LOL!

I'm seriously, seriously looking forward to the weekend - specifically Sunday night which is when I'll get to see Mr M again. You probably don't need the details of just how much I'm looking forward to it. As it is he's already sent me the note that he realizes "I hope I get some serious rest on Saturday night as it looks like I'll need it." Smart man.

:-D

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Wishing for a miracle

My dear friend 'bob again' has been going through absolute hell lately - I wish for the miracle that can ease her worries, help her son and make it 'All Right'

My Heart Hurts

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Great weekend

Well, Mr. M spent most of the weekend at my place, mostly just hanging out. I was running late getting back from errands in Des Moines - and he was waiting for me when I got home. He even brought a gift, nothing too fancy - just a nice pen & pencil set for my office.

He basically hung out and I did a little housework, and made lunch. Little A really took right to him and spent quite a bit of time climbing on his lap and sitting by him. Only issue that came up was that little A was a bit possessive of me - if Mr M and I were kissing - he'd get upset - pry us apart and say "MY MOMMY" - LOL

We hung out until Little A's dad showed up for visitation. Mr. M wanted to know how long he usually took him for - and my response was that he usually just sits around at my house so I usually end up keeping him company the whole visitation. However, 'daddy' offered to take little A to the park and then McDonald's since "I had company".... which gave Mr M and I our first ALONE time. VERY NICE

Mr M then took off for home - and I followed shortly afterwards and we had a fantastic dinner at a great restaurant near his home. Spent a bit more ALONE time together before I came on home. Sunday morning comes along and Mr M brought the newspaper and coffee and visited with us some more. I made Enchilladas and he made corn bread for lunch. And we spent the afternoon watching movies... and snagging more ALONE time when Little A was napping. Very Nice Indeed!

We don't really get to see each other during the week - with an hours drive between homes and our schedules not really meshing - it'll be more of a weekend thing. Which is probably just fine by both of us. We both have work, lives, and things to get done during the week. But it's starting to look like I've got a companion for the weekends. He has his kids this weekend - and I thought I'd run to my mom's on Saturday... so we probably won't see each other again until Sunday - again, it's just fine - though it's funny how quickly you reach a point where you notice a lack of something in your day... here only a week or so ago I had posted how I had no sex drive and no recent activity - and now - it's already been a long wait since Sunday. LOL - Guess my drive has returned???

Friday, March 10, 2006

One (almost) full work week

Yahoo! Over 30 hours worked this week. I made it into the office by 8:30 every day except for Monday (babysitter issues). Not too bad considering where I was not so long ago, heh?

Got my laptop today! Which means I am now a 'mobile' worker... I can work in WDM a lot these coming weeks and (if needed) at home - wahoo!!! I wasn't going to take my laptop home with me today, but you know what, I might just as well. The way I figure it, I will never know when I won't be able to go in on a Monday (like this week)... so having it gives me the option of being online and so forth - so why not at least take it with me?

Nice to hear not everyone hates Americans

This is from an email I received from Mr M yesterday...

To Kill an American.

You probably missed it in the rush of news, but there was actually a report that someone in Pakistan had published in a newspaper an offer of a reward to anyone who killed an American, any American.
So an Australian dentist wrote an editorial the following day to let everyone know what an American is so they would know when they found one.
(Good one, mate!!!!)


Written by an Australian Dentist...

"An American is English, or French, or Italian, Irish, German, Spanish, Polish, Russian or Greek. An American may also be Canadian, Mexican, African, Indian, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Australian, Iranian, Asian, or Arab, or Pakistani or Afghan.

An American may also be a Comanche, Cherokee, Osage, Blackfoot, Navaho, Apache, Seminole or one of the many other tribes known as native Americans.

An American is Christian, or he could be Jewish, or Buddhist, or Muslim. In fact, there are more Muslims in America than in Afghanistan. The only difference is that in America they are free to worship as each of them chooses.

An American is also free to believe i n no religion. For that he will answer only to God, not to the government, or to armed thugs claiming to speak for the government and for God.

An American lives in the most prosperous land in the history of the world. The root of that prosperity can be found in the Declaration of Independence, which recognizes the God given right of each person to the pursuit of happiness.

An American is generous. Americans have helped out just about every other nation in the world in their time of need, never asking a thing in return.

When Afghanistan was over-run by the Soviet army 20 years ago, Americans came with arms and supplies to enable the people to win back their country!

As of the morning of September 11, Americans had given more than any other nation to the poor in Afghanistan.

Americans welcome the best of everything...the best products, the best books, the best music, the best food, the best services. But they also welcome the least.

The national symbol of America, The Statue of Liberty , welcomes your tired and your poor, the wretched refuse of your teeming shores, the homeless, tempest tossed. These in fact are the people who built America.

Some of them were working in the Twin Towers the morning of September 11, 2001 earning a better life for their families. It's been told that the World Trade Center victims were from at least 30 different countries, cultures, and first languages, including those that aided and abetted the
terrorists.

So you can try to kill an American if you must. Hitler did. So did General Tojo, and Stalin, and Mao Tse-Tung, and other blood-thirsty tyrants in the world. But, in doing so you would just be killing yourself. Because Americans are not a particular people from a particular place. They are the
embodiment of the human spirit of freedom. Everyone who holds to that spirit, everywhere, is an American".

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Relationship, already? ? wow? been awhile...

So, Mr M is stopping by on Saturday to waste away the day with me. He doesn't care if John stops by to see little A, or if we spend the day helping a friend shop for a car in Des Moines, or if we just hang around the house. DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT'S BEEN SINCE I'VE DATED SOMEONE LIKE THIS? OR SPENT TIME WITH A MAN LIKE THAT???? DO YOU?

First, I haven't dated since John - that was like - what 3 1/2 years ago - and as for John... we dated for six months but really only had like 20 dates during that time, if that, and the only not "out" date was was dinner and a movie at his house so it was more planned then just hanging out... then before him were a bunch of failed internet dates... then before that was Tim - who what... we dated a couple of times when we first met, then he went home to England whereby we chatted and phoned and emailed until I spent a couple weeks visiting him in England.... of course between step one of Tim and vacation in England there was a couple of date with the DBA friend from APAC - which doesn't count either - before that was Jeremy - sort of - we dated for about three months (before he proposed to me within six weeks of my divorce being final) then he split to not be heard from for like a year and a half... then he shows up unannounced on my doorstep and asks me to move to Utah with him. Uh, haven't heard a word from you in 18 months and you want me to pick up me and the kids and move? uh, no! Especially since when we were dating we rarely did much except hit the bar once or twice and have a lot of sex, mostly booty calls. Before that? I was married for five years to a guy who even being married to me didn't really want to spend any time with me... lol!!!

I'm almost not sure how to act! Lord knows though, I've got some housekeeping to do so he doesn't realize what a slob I am - LOL!

Warning - article makes me want to cry

Davenport school bus driver abandoned a six year old six MILES from home.... thankfully he's safe and she's fired, but holy cow, that poor boy must have been absolutely terrified!!!!

Ghosts? or just stressed baby?

Before I started my new job, little A regularly slept in his own bed, we'd go in, tuck him in, read a story, light would go off - and he'd stay there until he fell asleep even if he would perhaps play with a toy in bed for a little while first. He'd be in his own bed, and quiet by 8pm and asleep in about 15-20 minutes. It was awesome.

Do you believe in ghosts? I do - why, I've seen them with my own eyes. I know there's no scientific proof... but what is scientific proof anyway - reproducible evidence that someone somewhere witnessed with their own eyes, right? ok - but reproducible is difficult when people are involved. Social science and Medical science recognizes that an individual's perception, personality, and individuality is introduced not everything works identically... not everything works the same for everyone. So - if a ghost is a previous person with it's own perception, personality and individuality - it's kind of hard to get hard scientific proof - right? People doen't show up specific behaviors on demand - why should ghosts?

People who witenss it with their own eyes - they tend to believe. I've seen two. Once I saw my father when I was 12 and a miserable young girl... he was sitting in a 'swing' chair behind me and I could see his reflection in the mirror in front of me. I watched him watching me (and sitting still) in this chair for over ten minutes. It calmed me and made me realize that even if he was gone, he was still there for me and cared about what I was going through - when I got brave enough to turn around - he was gone - but the chair was swinging as if someone had just gotten out of it. Was he there? Only I can say.

The second time I saw a ghost was in my current house. The bathroom door was always shutting on its own and I had all kinds of scientific (although stretching it) theories about how the vent behind the door was blowing hot air and even though it wasn't currently blowing the heat was rising ... which if anything would probably bring cold air from outside of the room in which in fact would probably open the door wider - but no - my theory had to do with the build up of warm air in the room that given time would shut the door. Even if the door was only opened a minute or so ago - even if the heat hadn't kicked on for hours... you know - but I was trying to find reasonable explanations. Our house blows out light bulbs like they cost a penny each... I buy approximately 40 lightbulbs per month and we use them... except when I'm broke and we just don't replace the lightbulbs that are burned out for a while. And then there are the light fixtures that only work when they feel like it (must be a short, right? only if I say something like "Please, I'm only up at 2am because the baby was crying" or "Just give me ten minutes" and suddenly the light will flicker on - for oh, about ten minutes or so before flickering back off).... and the light fixtures that were working just fine until the bulb blew out - replace the bulb, the switch, the wiring, the fixture, and they still refuse to work???? weird - but something must be broken right???

Until I saw my ghost. He's a young boy with brown hair, wearing jeans a dark shirt and a dark baseball cap. And he spends a lot of time going down the hall to the bathroom to close the bathroom door... I've seen him twice. The first time I didn't realize it at first (just thought it was big A) until I realized that he was too short to be Big A and that big A was in the living room even though I'd thought I'd just seen him go into the bathroom. I never said anything to big A... but big A brought it up to me and said he thought he'd seen something - and I said, really, like what? And he described our little visitor to a T... so he'd seen him too. I've seen him once since, and he called me mommy once... late at night when big A was at a swim meet far from home.... I thought I'd heard the cats in the kitchen, but when I heard the whisper "mom" and I responded, "yes?" and then didn't hear anything - I thought it was just Big A home early and wanting to talk, but not wanting to wake me. So I sat up, and said "Yes" a little louder - still no response. That's when big A called me on the phone, he was still on the bus over an hour away from home.

Well, anyway - getting to the point of this long, drawn out post here.... a friend of mine gave me a beautiful going away present when I left my old job - it was a wind chime with a glass cross on it and way too pretty to be put outside where something might happen to it - so I'd hung it in the doorway to the kitchen - which is on the 'plane' that runs through the middle of the house past little A's bedroom door and to the side of the bathroom door. I didn't think anything of it... didn't notice any ghostly visits for a while, but really wasn't thinking about it - didn't notice that the lights weren't blowing out as fast - didn't think anything about it... but suddenly little A refused to sleep in his bed all of a sudden - wouldn't sleep hardly at all.... I assumed it was the changes associated with the new job, new schedule, then I assumed teething, then it was just a phase... until little A finally was able to communicate that he was scared when he was in his room.

It took me five months to figure out that somehow, that cross must have 'trapped' the ghost in little A's bedroom. We moved the cross and last night, (now that I'm feeling better and ready for the bedtime battle to get him back into his own bed) the first time I tried to put little A back in his bedroom - being scared didn't come up.... our ghostly visits? They've returned and I just went through and replaced about 40 bulbs again and now the bathroom light fixture is messed up.... so we must have freed him again? Even my mom, the extreme skeptic was convinced when little A told him that not only was he 'scary' but the little bear that he was playing with was also 'scary' and he did his little shiver and shattered his teeth for emphasis when he says 'scary'. She's the one who moved the cross - lol!

What do you think?

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Couple of good days at work

Monday got off to a bit of a rough start, since my back-up sitter cancelled on me on a day when my regular sitter couldn't watch little A... and my back-up for the back-up has gone out and gotten a job. I had to stay home with little A until big A got home from school. I drove straight to a meeting in WDM and han about an hour to go over the material. Then I went in and got a little bit done in the office and worked until 7pm. Got home by 8:00 and was pleased to see both boys in bed early - what I didn't know until the next morning is that they went to bed at - get this - 4:30 pm... so guess when little A woke up this morning? Around about 3 am would be a good guess... not exactly what I was expecting - so I'm pretty beat today.

Work is going extremely well with lots of information coming at me and I'm trying to organize it as best and as fast as I can. Which is WAY WAY better than getting paid to sit and surf, so I'm pleased.

I managed to get a full day in today which will have been my first eight hour day since the week after Christmas. That means that so far, I'm handling my effexor withdrawal much better. I'm still numb/tingly and getting dizzy (mostly at night). But how cool is it that I can work a full day when it wasn't that long ago that I couldn't walk or sit up without throwing up or passing out? I'm pretty happy about it all.

eBay sales are awesome - I earned $70 from my formula checks (but this was selling three months worth within a week or so). But, heh, money is money - right?

Mr M and I are mostly just emailing each other during the week - he lives about 45 minutes east - and since he works nights and I work days it's not too easy to talk... but emailing is working, for now. He's spending a lot of time "showing appreciation" which is something I'm just not quite used to ... I thank him for a great dinner - he thanks me for going out with him.... he thanks me sending him an email and makes sure I understand that he enjoys them... I've still got the flowers he gave me last week on my desk... pretty nice things happening on the dating front.

Monday, March 06, 2006

Date last night - went REALLY WELL :-)

Mr M even went so far as to ask if we were now dating? Which got him a kiss... and he then dropped his ad off of the on-line site.

And me? I went out and started doing background checks on him. Bad, but good - right? After all, trust is hard to come by these days and it's a matter of making sure that I protect myself and my children.

So far, we've found that his divorce is final (which he already told me) - he went through bankruptcy (which he already told me) and several places where he's lived (which he already told me) ... and that he's had a few traffic tickets. The only thing I haven't found, is something he told me which might be in a sealed record perhaps because of age - or maybe he just never faced charges, I don't know... but he said he was very young and driving and had an auto accident where one of his friends died. It didn't show up in my search... but so far so good - a very straight-forward honest guy. He's claiming that he's made his mistakes, but learned from them... that he thinks that it's 100% effort by both parties, sharing the compromises, and being willing to be reasonable about things that can make a relationship work. Sounds like he can talk the talk.... so now, can he walk the walk? At this point, I'm giving him the chance to try.

J*sus H Christ

OK - I quit Effexor in November switched cold turkey to Cymbalta - which is a different form of "SSRI" - and went through complete misery between quitting Effexor and now. Yes, the depression was immediately better. However, only now did I connect that someone I read who blogs who quit Effexor and commented on how much it sucks and how sick she is and how she feels like she is "swimming".... did I find out about SSRI Discontinuation Syndrome. A medical fact that up to 78% of the people going off of SSRI go through symptoms like:

Neurologic symptoms include:

* Dizziness
* Vertigo
* Lightheadedness
* Difficulty walking

Somatic (bodily) complaints include:

* Nausea/vomiting
* Fatigue
* Headaches - didn't have
* Insomnia

Less common difficulties:

* Shock-like sensations - didn't have
* Parasthesia (skin crawling, burning or prickling) - didn't have
* Visual disturbances
* Diarrhea - didn't have
* Muscle pain
* Chills - didn't have
* parasthesia - still have

Non-specific mental symptoms:

* Shock-like sensations
* Agitation
* Impaired concentration
* Vivid dreams
* Depersonalization - sense of unreality and loss of self
* Irritability
* Suicidal thoughts - didn't have

So - the fact that I had over 70% of the symptoms during the twelve weeks after switching meds didn't raise any flags? Hmmm.... does that mean I'm stuck taking the Cymbalta for life cause GOD knows I don't want to go through this again?????

So much for trusting doctors to figure anything out. From now on, I'm studying up on EVERYTHING I take and EVERY action before I talk to the doctor. Screw them for screwing me over so badly.

Sunday, March 05, 2006

Who knew?

Who knew that Ladies night at the okoboji grill in Newton was THE place for working professionals in their 30s & 40s on a Thursday night??? There are only like three bars in the whole town of Newton - and they aren't frequented often (at least not before I give up and go home) and aren't frequented by anyone I would consider attractive or remotely interesting. However, agree to meet someone at the okoboji for drinks and wow, did my eyes get opened.

The guy was funny and we had a good time, but other than him being a nice guy there really isn't any room for romance there AT ALL.

On the other hand, this Mark guy that I'm seeing for the second time is becoming more and more promising. He's funny and cute and nice... so we're going out again tonight. He's already offered to help on a trip to St Louis to pick up some furniture - so Phil, I can at least take as much as can fit in a pickup, or perhaps a pickup and a SUV if we end up needing to take two vehicles. We'll see how things work out. My sister is also making the trip probably about the same time to take stuff down to Texas for her daughter - so another option is that she can pick things up on the way back. If Phil's house sells before then and we need to get stuff out sooner - I can always send some money to my aunt and uncle and they could probably store it for us for a few weeks - so YAY! I get to get rid of the hideous but free furniture that we've been living with since Alex was born and I had to have something.

Next step - starting to prep the house for sale. I'm hoping to get Adam to replace the ceiling fan in the bedroom tonight. And then next I have to figure out how to finish the bathroom. I'm planning on making Adam do 90% of the work since he isn't doing everything he's supposed to be doing for work and school as it is and certainly doesn't need the free time to play on the net...!

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Back to work and having fun

Well, two days at work under my belt. Things seem to be going well so far. I did have a really bad dizzy spell last night when I tried to go to bed, and had to take several doses of my meds to get back on track. I don't know if it was the day, or the fact that I hadn't needed to take them for a few days catching up to me or what, but I'll have to keep it in mind for if I have something like that again.

Work is going well, everyone has been incredible and really taking the time to welcome me back. My new project seems to be off to a terrific start and in fact they've already done a ton of the work for me to get 'started'. So all I need to do is keep adding to what they've already done, which should be easy enough.

Good news is that I'll probably be working 2-3 days a week in West Des Moines and since I'll be doing that they'll be getting me a laptop instead of the desktop I'm working on now, which will free me up to be able to work from home if something comes up with daycare or even perhaps work from home just because occasionally. Very cool, indeed. Of course, it does help that the cubicle I'll be using in West Des Moines is directly opposite the VERY good looking guy who did most of the start up work.... :-D The view is going to be AWESOME!!!

I'm home for a bit longer than off to another date. Meeting for drinks with a gentleman working AT the same company, but another division. See how tonight goes.

I have this guy and one other guy I've been chatting with that I'm looking forward to meeting - but to be honest, everyone else who is responding to my ad is starting to look a bit less than interesting. I've still got a second date coming up with Mark from Marengo who is fun, interesting, and nice... which is pretty promising. Long time since I've had a dinner companion!

Can't sleep - so I'll do this meme from Phil

Last but not least - weird quiz

LAYER ONE:
Name: Penny
Birthplace: Monticello, IA
Gender: Female
Age: 39
Eye Color: blue
Hair Color: dark blonde
Height: 5'5
Righty or Lefty: right
Zodiac Sign: Cancer

LAYER TWO:
Your heritage: German, Italian, Welch, American Indian, French, etc, etc...
The shoes you wore today: Black loafers
Your fears: that I may not get to watch Little A grow up
Your perfect meal: hmmm... hungry for Chili lately, but perfect meal changes all the time
Goal you'd like to achieve: be debt free
goals? Retire early, travel lots, raise great adults

LAYER THREE:
Your thoughts first waking up: "I hate that alarm clock"
Your best physical feature: eyes
Your bedtime: 8pm lately - IF Little A will let me
Your most missed memory: orgasm - lol - it's been a LONG while

LAYER FOUR:
Pick one..Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi
McDonald's or Burger King: BK
Single or group dates: dates? Group
Adidas or Nike: Who cares - Whatever is cheapest!
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: NEITHER - no tea
Chocolate or vanilla: chocolate
Cappuccino or coffee: NEITHER - no coffee - how about Hot Chocolate?

LAYER FIVE:
Do you...Smoke: No
Cuss: More often than I should
Sing: rarely and usually off-key
Take a shower: daily
Have a crush: maybe
Think you've been in love: Yes
Want to go to college: Not right now, maybe someday
Like high school: Not at all
Want to get married: been there, done that, not looking to do it again
Get motion sickness: Only on the ocean
Think you're attractive: only sort-of cute
Think you're a health freak: Not even remotely
Get along with your parent(s): yes, once I got old enough to figure out they actually knew what they were talking about
Like thunderstorms: Very MUCH
Play an instrument: piano, flute, piccalo, recorder and bass recorder - though not in years and years

LAYER SIX:
In the past 3 months...
Drank alcohol: maybe once in the past 3 months
Smoked: no
Done a drug: only prescription ones
Had Sex: no
Made Out: no
Gone on a date: yes
Gone to the mall?: no
Eaten an entire box of Oreos: no (although when I was six I ate a whole box of turtles)
Eaten sushi: no - tried it once about five years ago, not interested in more
Been on stage: when I was in high school
Been dumped: not for a few years
Made homemade cookies: yes
Gone skinny dipping: not for a few years
Dyed your hair: yes
Stolen anything: no

LAYER NINE:
In a guy/girl...
Best eye color?: blue
Best hair color?: don't care
Height: taller than me by at least a little (staying away from short-guy syndrome)
Best weight: don't care
Best articles of clothing: shirt (or lack there of)

LAYER TEN:
Number of drugs taken illegally: ever? like I was supposed to count back then???
Number of piercings: 2 (one ear finally closed though - 27 years after piercing)
Number of tattoos: 0
Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: ever? best guess, a dozen
Number of scars on my body: around 20 - all but three from chicken pox when I was horribly ill at 16 with it.... one on my upper eye lid when I got hit by a swing when I was 6 or 7, one on my leg from when my first husband stabbed me (and you wonder why I don't want to get married again), and one from my c-section
Number of things in my past that I regret: None...the things I have done have shaped who I am today