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Tuesday February 26th
Okay folks, its
panic time. I just got the official phone call. Our closing for the
new house has been scheduled for Wednesday April 2nd!!!!
OH LORD HELP ME! What am I going to do? We just reduced the house
another $5000 and haven't had a bite in FOREVER! Help me please!
Anyone need a starter home? Rental? Anyone want a "fixer upper"?
Please please someone buy this house!!!!
Okay, the panic
is subsiding. I have no clue what we're going to do, but I can say
I'm not going to go crazy just yet. Come April 2nd, if
this house isn't sold..., then we'll have a problem. I may just go a
little crazy.
So, an update
on what's been going on in the Morgan household; Cookie booths began
this past weekend but unfortunately, our booths were cancelled at
the last minute. I still haven't heard the whole story yet but I
know it's going to be a good one. We found out Friday night (our 1st
night of booths) that Wal-mart pulled the plug on all sponsorship
except the Salvation Army. Us, "little guys" haven't heard the whys
yet, we just got an email that said all Wal-Mart booths were
cancelled. Sucks, but what can you do? So, we've stocked up on
cookies and are waiting for our 6 booths this upcoming weekend. WOO
HOO! Unfortunately, a lot of troops are panicking because they
really counted on the Wal-Mart's and overstocked themselves with
cookies because at a 2 hour booth you could easily sell 150-200
boxes of cookies at Wal-Mart and a lot of these troops picked up 3-5
Wal-Mart shifts. We're all working together to transfer cookies to
other troops (for those that need additional cookies) so that the
over stocked troops won't lose out on their profits. Hopefully we'll
find out soon what happened. Of course, a friend of mine said she
was at the Wal-Mart at 103rd this weekend and they were
selling. Chris said he spoke with his dad and they were selling down
in Hernando - is it just our cluster??? Our area??? Our Wal-Mart???
Ahhh, the saga continues....
The new house
is moving along quiet nicely. The cabinets are in and look
BEAUTIFUL! The linoleum is in for the kitchen and bathrooms and the
bathrooms are just about complete and look beautiful. We do have
running water as Chris found out when he stepped into the Master
Shower and turned it on... Luckily he didn't get wet but it was a
funny moment. I found out tonight that they poured the driveway
today and also put the first round of base paint on the house. This
is so exciting! Becca and I will run out tomorrow and take some
pictures for Chris to put up on the website. I can't wait!
Chris has
pounded it into my head over and over to never open unfamiliar
emails. I've learned this from him over the years and I've been very
good at hitting that delete button, until the other day. As I was
cleaning out my yahoo account, I saw this unfamiliar name with the
subject noted as "about your dad". It was the strangest thing but
for some reason I just couldn't allow myself to hit the delete
button. I stewed on it a few days and this past weekend I brought it
up to Chris asking how to open an email without worrying about
viruses, bugs etc. I know, I'm not very computer savvy and I let
Chris make all my decisions on that stuff. So, Chris tells me to go
ahead and open it just don't click on links and/or attachments. So,
I wait a day or two, still seriously terrified of bugging my
computer... I opened it today and WOW! I am so tickled I didn't
delete it. The message was from a man who knew my dad back in 73-76
when they were Navy recruiters. He found me through our website and
wanted to see if dad was still around. This is way cool. I called my
dad and asked him if he remembered this man and dad spent the next
few minutes telling me all about his recruiter days. It was neat.
So, I emailed the man giving him dad's email address and forwarded
the "unfamiliar" email to my dad for him to respond. I don't know
what made me pause before deleting this one but I sure am glad I
did.
Friday February 22nd
Warning!!! This
entry is full of bitchiness, ranting, raving, temper tantrums and
mood swings.....
So, the past 3
weeks have been pure hell. And if this was hell... I don't ever want
to go there again. It was no picnic I can tell you that much...
Three weeks ago
I caught a simple cold; which turned into the flu. Okay, no problem
right? I can handle a little fever, chills, coughing (hacking) and
sore throat, sure no problem. After a week of the flu I began to
feel better... until the next day (a Sunday) when week two of my
pure hell began. I woke feeling nauseous and icky. I drank some hot
tea figuring that would help. NOT! That started a wonderful week of
puking and other nasty bodily issues. In seven days I was able to
keep just 3 meals where they belonged...and that was an effort.
During this week of pure misery with the stomach bug, I continued to
have a nasty cough. I couldn't get rid of it and of course the
coughing did NOT help my upset belly. Did I go to the doctor? NOT!
The stress was killing me, my neck & shoulders were constantly in
knots, my stomach was aching and very shaky and the rest of me...
ahhh, don't ask. So, after a week of this I began to feel better,
though I still had issues with some food, I was able to eat this
week. Week three begins and I still have the cough, it just won't go
away. I ignore it. Four days ago I notice I'm out of breath after
just walking to another room, every time I eat, I cough and cough. I
ignore it. Three days ago, I notice my chest feels tight, I can't
take a deep breath without it killing me, so I take tiny little itty
bitty breaths and I'm okay. Hey, I'm fat; I'm out of breath right?
Two days ago, I realize I can't lie on my stomach, back, or sides
because I CAN'T BREATHE! My chest is killing me and even little
breaths hurt. I am out of breath just rolling over in bed. HELLO?
FAT GIRL! But even fat girl here shouldn't get out of breath by
rolling over in bed right? Yesterday I wake up and can barely talk
without running out of breath... OKAY OKAY...you win... I made the
phone call. Oh, and along with all of this mess, for the past four
days I've had an amazing headache that even overdosing on Advil
wouldn't make it go away..... So, I made the phone call and went
into the doctor's office today. I walked out with three freaking
prescriptions and the threat of bodily harm if I don't return in 2
weeks for a re-check. Let's just say, my blood pressure was 160/95
and it took 2 breathing treatments while sitting in her office and
the promise to up my dosage of B/P medicine to be allowed out of her
office without the escort of an ambulance. YIKES! She asked when my
last asthma attack was... HUH? I've never had asthma, allergies
etc... What the heck? Obviously my lungs were pretty clogged up
causing my breathing problems AND an hour after I doubled up my
dosage of B/P medicine my headache mysteriously disappeared. So,
tonight, physically I'm beginning to feel just a touch better.
FINALLY>>>>
Now, on to the
rest of the drama... Chris and I are bad, bad parents. Instead of
scheduling a meeting with the school, we're allowing our 11 year old
daughter and her classmates to handle a touchy situation in school.
Were very close to breaking down and taking over but still holding
out on... maybe this will fix itself.
Becca has just
begun her 3rd quarter of 6th grade. She
switched classes and is now in a journalism class as one of her
electives. Day one began with her new teacher informing the class
that he was a devout Christian and that God is watching them all so
they better be good. Okay, a little strange for a teacher to say
but...okay... Well, it gets better. One day they began discussing
news stories. He asks the children what was "news worthy". Becca
politely raises her hand and says that deaths and tragedies were
newsworthy. He agreed... BUT.... Informed the children that he
thought suicides should NOT be newsworthy because if you
sensationalize on it, others may want to do it. Okay...
understandable... I guess... BUT THEN... Becca's friend raised her
hand and mentioned a family tragedy. Her cousin committed suicide
over a fight with her mother. The teacher bluntly informed this 11
year old girl that her cousin was in HELL and that she would never
be in the good graces with GOD. WHAT THE?????? Now, Chris and I were
ready to run to the school that night but Becca said they could
handle it. She'd keep us apprised of the situation but she and her
friends would handle it. She immediately emailed her two favorite
former teachers and asked their advice. Their advice was... schedule
a meeting, get this teacher fired. He's basically lost the kids
respect now, as they make fun of him daily. It's terrible. I will
say, Becca has told me even the "CHRISTIAN" children were appalled,
ARE appalled by his comments. He quotes the bible daily and always
makes religious comments... Becca says he only does it when the
other teacher is out of the room....Now, On to my thoughts and
issues.... Becca is not in a Catholic school. Becca is not in a
religious school and is not taking a religious course. God should
not be a topic of conversation and these teachers "OPINIONS" should
not be stated to the children. He's way out of line and honestly
should be reprimanded. Becca had a teacher last quarter that tried
to discuss religion and when a child mentioned his religion (I
believe was Jewish) this teacher said something to the way of, raise
your hand when you want to talk about a serious religion. OUCH! Last
I heard there was more than Christianity out there. Granted for the
first 32 years of my life that was all I knew but I was NOT
JUDGEMENTAL like these teachers seem to be. I spent 13 years in
school with no problems having a moment of silence or beginning the
day with a short prayer. Hell, I worked for a day care that sang
"God our father" before every meal. I have NO PROBLEM WITH THAT...
but now a days, if it's not in the curriculum it shouldn't be in the
classroom because it's always one sided. Or, if you want to speak
it... speak of all of it... Hinduism, Judaism, Pagan, Christian,
Catholic, Mormon, etc etc... We're raising Becca to be open minded
and to choose her own path. I will not have some bigoted jackass
scare her into believing his beliefs. Unfortunately for this guy...
the kids have no respect for him and though they do the work, they
aren't really "listening" anymore....
And now...
another rant...
I've been a
Girl Scout Leader for 5 years now and it looks like it's going to be
my turn to resign. It's either that or I'm going to have a major
"SLAP DOWN" with a mother....I've had enough of rude, ignorant
people. I've got a mom right now that is a thorn in my side that
just gets more and more infected daily. I'm about ready to scream.
She's got a chip on her shoulder the size of a boulder and ohhhh a
nasty attitude. She bitches and complains about everything. She
hardly ever attends meetings then complains when she and her
daughter are left out of the fun stuff. I just sent a long complaint
email to my boss, my boss's boss, and her boss's boss. I have had
enough. My cookie mom had a screaming match with this woman on the
phone tonight and ended up hanging up on her, I had an argument with
her and then she had the gall to call me and ask for my co-leaders
number. UGH! She makes me so mad. And the worse part of this is that
I've known this woman for years... she used to work with me, my mom,
dad, brother, sister at the alarm company we worked for. UGH....
Drives me crazy...
I've got more
to bitch about but I just can't remember what they are. It's 1:13am
and I'm exhausted but it looks like one of the side effects of that
nasty medicine is "sleeplessness" and I SOOOO need my sleep after
the week of no sleep I've already had to endure.
Oh, yes, now I
remember... The house, the house, the house is almost ready. We've
got 6 weeks to go and we've just knocked the price down another
$5000. PLEASE will someone buy this damn place? We're running out of
time and we need this house to sell. Chris got the call Tuesday that
the cabinets were going in this week. When the cabinets are in,
we've got exactly 6 weeks to go, which happens to be the week Becca
will be in Washington, DC. Great huh? I'm so happy, but so worried
we won't be able to get the house because this one won't sell.
Please let me get my new dream house. I WANT IT!!!!!
By the way...
Poor baby Chris was supposed to be home tonight... Unfortunately,
he's stuck in Mississippi with the beginnings of the stomach bug I
had last week. POOR BABY... I'm so sorry he's miserable and to
think, he's just going to get worse before it gets better. I promise
to baby him ALL WEEKEND to make him feel better... If he ever comes
home...
Tuesday February 12th
RIP
Comet - a.k.a
Pork Chop
1992-2008
My brother just
called me to let me know that he had to put Comet (his oldest kitty
cat) down. Comet's most recent diagnosis was kidney failure. That,
combined with old age and many other issues helped them with the
decision to put Comet out of his misery. So, this afternoon they
took him to the vet and put him down. It's a sad, sad day today
because Comet was a true character. Jerry is heart broken and he's
on his way home now to tell Jeremy what happened. Rest in Peace Pork
Chop...
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