Party

We had our annual Halloween party Sunday. After getting rained out Saturday we had to scramble to get everything up and ready for the 10+ children that showed up. But you wouldn't have known anything wasn't done by the smiles on their little faces. I was stressed to the max but that all melted away after the pinata broke and a sworm of small children attacked the candy that fell out onto the grown. My favorite costume was this little guy.

gobble gobble!

WWUD? (what would you do)

I woke up pitter patter today. Not the pitter patter of tiny feet, tho that would highly disturbing since I don't have children, but the pitter patter of RAIN. Which made me snuggle down deeper into my blanket and start contemplating what to do next. The obvious things were get up. Get in the shower. Get ready for work...etc.

HOWEVER. That was not what I did. I started to come up with reasons I HAD to stay in bed and not go to work. Good reasons I thought. IMPORTANT reasons. You tell me what you think.

• It's raining. enough said
• My umbrella is in the car and I am in the house, thus i can't go to work because I'll get soaked, and I can't find my rain coat.
• I live on the second floor and my WOOD steps are very slippery when wet.
• I could fall down the stairs, break my leg and arm and be out of work for a long time. That helps NO one. I should stay home.
• My bed is so WARM.
• My apartment is so NOT warm.
• I'm really tired. I worked 5 1/2 Sunday and 10.5 hours yesterday. They should understand.
• I'm sure no one would notice the obits are missing from the evening paper.
• I might kill someone if I go.
• I don't have any bread to make a sandwich.

All sounded good to me. Alas, here I am. At work. doing the "responsible" thing. Oh aren't I super.

Ghost and ghoals, and a crap load of little kids

So we had to move the Halloween party from Saturday to Sunday because it looked like this outside ALL day Saturday.

For some reason the PARENTS didn't think a rain soaked day was the best day for pinatas and hayrides. I say WHY NOT? So the party moved to Sunday, the clouds parted, the sky was brightish and the kids had a BLAST. Or at least they told me they did. As you might remember form my earlier posts I wasn't LOOKING forward to this party at all. But when one of my little monsters (not really my child) looked at me and said "thanks Amy, you always make this so cool for us," and then hurried away to play with the other 10+ plus monsters roaming the yard I nearly cried. And that folks is why I do it. I bid the kids farewell as I loaded them on the hayride, I had to leave for work so i wasn't there to hear about the monsters int he trees and all the spooky stuff, but my mom told me One monster said "This was the best day ever", and another said "I sure wish Amy was here, I didn't get to tell thank you".

Ahhh. I'll post what pictures I have another day. I'm beat. but here's one of Logan in his turkey costume. GOBBLE GOBBLE!

Back in the land of phone owners

So I purchased my new phone yesterday. I'm the proud owner of a Nokia 3150? (I think). It doesn't walk on water or make gold out of straw, but it does make and receive calls. Call me silly but I tend to look for that in a phone. I spent all last night trying to figure out how to turn the phone on vibrate. I thought i had it figured out....however around 10 p.m. I realized I didn't when my friend text me. Thanks for that. But after a few hours of playing with it today I now know how to do it. Now I just have to set everything else back to the ring i want.....what a hassle. If i had a house phone I wouldn't bother at all with a cell. I DO NOT WANT TO BE REACHABLE ALL THE TIME. Somehow for MANY MANY years we all survived without cell phones. I wouldn't have a problem, but I don't have a land line so I don't really have a choice. I need to be reachable sometimes.....shame.

Well the news guy is calling for rain all day tomorrow. GREAT. tomorrow is the Halloween party for the monsters. My mom called me freaking out, "CHANGE IT TO SUNDAY!!!!" Super idea, I work Sunday, but what can i do. I'm "supposed" to be coming in to monitor and help the new lady (my nephew could do this job better then her) so I left her a note saying I'll be in between 6-7 p.m. And then my week of HELL begins. My wonderful co-worker Ruth is off and I'm left with the new lady. Who for a lack of better words, isn't getting the job done very well. So I'll be working at LEAST 7 days next week, with a few extra hours in the evening thrown in there for excitement. Can't WAIT!

Just keep on rolling

Sunday I went with Big Brother to T-Mobile because he needed a new phone. I'm in desperate need of an upgrade. I have one of the original razors. YEAH. It's like 3 1/2 years old. Maybe that doesn't seem old, but I'm rough on it, and it's been acting up a lot lately. So i glanced at some phones and even commented that while i need an upgrade, mine works fine enough for what I need. Well...........not anymore.

As of 12 p.m. today it NO LONGER WORKS AT ALL. I picked up my phone, flipped it open, and found nothing staring back at me. NOTHING! The key pad lights up but the screen is DONZO! I guess I flipped it open one to many times (or dropped it from a high up) :(

So now I need to go get a new phone. GREAT. Thank God I'm just made of money. It makes stuff like this so much easier to deal with (insert eye roll)

DEAR SELF

Dear Moppy Moper.

Buck up! Things aren't so bad. Don't let the small stuff solidify into glacier sized problems. If it helps repeat in your head as needed "I'm doing the best I can, some people just suck". Ahh I feel better already, not really (HEY MOPPER!). Sorry. You have a Halloween party to plan and set up for Saturday and it's going to be really hard to pull off if you don't get your LAZY ass up off the couch. Also try and think about how much fun the parties have been in the past and get in the SPIRIT already. Those candy bags and goody bags wont fill themselves, and wishing them done hasn't worked yet either so just DO IT. If you need motivation thinka bout the 15 kids who will be showing up at 4 p.m. on Saturday regardless if your ready for them or NOT.

You love this kind of stuff. The crape paper, balloons, cupcakes (I can't believe you aren't baking this year, chump) pinatas, and games. this is right up your alley. You look forward to this just as much if not MORE then the kids. But this year........well you pretty much suck. I know You're working 6 days a week. I know this means your spending your ONLY day off setting up, having, and cleaning up a party, but try to think of how much fun everyone has. Think about that. And BUCK UP!

I know you aren't excited about the Halloween party at work, but just shut up and participate. Make what you need to make, do what you need to do and stop acting like the world is ending. You're really bugging me.

And forget about that lady who said you have rude body language. She was a jerk.

So BUCK up. Moppy Mopper

Rain Rain............BLAH

It rained ALL weekend. ALL weekend. It sucked. Friday all day. Saturday ALL day. Sunday all.....oh wait the sun came out Sunday. So maybe not all weekend but i worked Sunday so that doens't count as weekend for me. I slept in until 10:30 on Saturday. No reason to get up, what was i going to do? Watch it rain. No thanks. It wasn't just a little rain. It was A LOT. I had big plans of clenaing my poor little neglected apartment, but with all the rian I wasn't to motivated to do anything, and clenaing seemed like WORK. So i opted to spend the day at my cousins house gabbin and planning the halloween party for this weekend. Did i mention I'm highly unmotivated to do that also. I have the blahs. I need to pull myself out of this slump. I need to start going to the gym again, get my energy back up. I really wanted to carve pumpkins this weekend but Big Brother didn't get Kanyon, and it didn't seem like as much fun without him. Maybe next weekend. Sunday. After the party stuff is over and cleaned up. As a reward to myself. Since I've decided I wont be working not Sunday. It's time for this new lady ot sink or swim. I need more then one day off a week. I told her I'll come in and check on her around 5 or 6 next sunday. She
better be swimming!

Oh check out my newest photo of Baby Smith
Isn't she to darn cute. Poor kid I feel for her with those Mitten Bunnies on. But she looks SUPER cute!!!!

Cross your fingers

So according to Steelers Gab , yes you read that right, Troy was listed as “Full Participation in Practice” yesterday! And hopefully as long as he's back today without any problems he'll be on the field Sunday against the Clowns....I meant the Browns. No really I did mean the CLOWNS. Hopefully they'll start playing more like the team I love with him back on the field. I have to say every week since the opener you could definitely tell Troy was missing. I've been wearing my jersey proud and toting my purse just waiting to see him take the field again.

I'm crossing my fingers, toes, eyes and all my T's.

Simple Math

I make no claims to be the BRIGHTEST bulb, or SHARPEST crayon in the box. But I think I'm relatively smart.

Well aside form last night when I tripped and fell off my brother's porch steps. And I WASN'T even drinking. I'm not really sure what happen. Well........What happen was my brothers girlfriend and I walked outside on our way to Target, as I came out the door I noticed a few guys standing in the yard across the street. Yup. I was so distracted by GUYS, I wasn't paying attention and walked right off the porch. To be fair. Their steps are very high and the actual step is very narrow. In a nutshell....they suck. They are a danger to all. I, however was the one who fell victim, LITERALLY. I grabbed for the post spun myself around and landed hard on my wrist. Jan screams "OH MY GOD AMY!" Yes let's draw more attention to the fact I just face dove onto the road. I get up brush myself and go "Jan! what the hell" . and off we go. So maybe last night i wasn't to "on my game".

Anywho. Today i bought a bottle of water out of the machine at work. Water is $1.25 (highway robbery). I put in $2. The machine gave me $1.15 in change.........
$2.00
-1.25
does not equal $1.15
Does it?

Hazy toilet

Last night I was bored. Well before Hells Kitchen that is. From the hours of 8-10p.m. I was more then occupied. However, prior to that I was rather bored so after dinner I hoped in the car and drove out to my cousins house. I had Halloween invites to drop off, and nothing better to do with my time. My cousin works 3rd shift so she was sleeping when I got there, but her family was not. Jimmy was working on his boat and the girls were up to their old tricks.

I walked into the house to put the invites on the table when i heard whispering coming form the bathroom. I walked around the corner and there stood two girls staring into the toilet.

Me~ What are you doing?
Both of them~ Hey Amy.
Me~ WHAT are you doing?
Jessica~ Rebecaa dropped something in the toilet, (turns to her sister) You're going to be in so much trouble.
Rebecca~ Shut up.
Me~What was it.
Rebecca~ This thing.
Me~What thing?
Rebecca~ This metal thing.
I walk over to the toilet and look in.
Rebecca~ But now i can't see it because it's all hazy because i peed in it.
Me~Uhm.....Ok then. I turn and leave the house.

Once outside I have this conversation
Me~ Hey FYI Rebecca dropped something metal in the toilet.
Jimmy~ Great. I'll hear all about it when i get inside, they tattle on each other even if it gets them both in trouble.
Me~That doesn't make any sense. George and i would have been like, Nobody say a thing!
Jimmy~ I know right, not them.
Me~ Well, have fun with that.

And again.....

Soccermom has finally returned home from North Carolina with a baby in tow. They were discharged from the hospital on Sunday and made the 700+ mile drive home in two days. She said it wasn't nearly as bad as she thought it would be, what with just giving birth and all. And little Taylor slept most of the time. She sent me a new picture, which I'm thrilled to share with all of you.


P.S.
Wonderful Aunt Amy bought her that cool blanket. I'm so awesome!

Introducing..........

TAYLOR NICOLE SMITH

Who insisted on being born 700+ miles from home. Nice good Taylor. Aunt Amy is so VERY proud of you for giving MOMMY & DADDY a hard time right out of the gate! I think we'll get along smashingly!

7 lbs. 10 1/2 oz. ~ not bad for 3 weeks early!

20 inches long.

Can't wait to come see you in November. We'll have so much to catch up on by then!!

xoxo

Aunt Amy

A handful already.

My friends the Smith's are in North Carolina for a wedding this week. The wedding was yesterday. It was Mr. Smith's brothers wedding. Soccermom (Mrs. Smith) is 9 months preggers. She's due Oct 25. Well, she WAS due October 25.

This is where it's important to mention the Smith's are my friends from BUFFALO, NY. Not my friends from North Carolina. THEY DO NOT LIVE IN NORTH CAROLINA, however it seems baby Smith will be making her grand entrance into the world in NORTH CAROLINA! I received a text message from soccermom's sister-in-law at 3:30 a.m. alerting me to this news.

WE joked about this happening. Her giving birth in North Carolina, but we REALLY didn't think it would happen, well we really HOPED it wouldn't. I told her to pack some duct tape and tape her self up if thinks started to.......leak. Bet she wishes she would have listened to ME.

Lucky for baby Smith, her moma one smart cookie. She took the car seat, over night bag, and assorted baby stuff, JUST IN CASE. Boy is her doctor going to be surprised when she comes home, she never told her she was going on this trip because she knew the doctor would advise against it. But it's Mr. Smith's brother. He was the best man.

I'll update when i know more. Poor soccermom, I can't imagine giving birth and then getting released from the hospital to drive 13 hours with a newborn you just pushed out of your body a few days ago. That isn't going to be fun.

I just thought to myself yesterday, "Well it's wedding day and i haven't heard any news about the baby coming so i guess she's in the clear". Her sister-in-law informed me the wedding had been over for 4 hours before they left for the hospital.

This little girl is going ot be trouble already........I can see that.

This weeks writing assignment

The Prompts:
1.) What's cooking in YOUR crockpot?
2.) Find your one very favorite picture of Summer and write a poem about it.
3.) Pay tribute to a favorite blogger!
4.) When I look in the mirror...
5.) The top ten things I'd rather be doing than having sex with David Letterman

1)Let's see I made BBQ ribs in my slow cooker on Tuesday. They in a nut shell SUCKED. My slow cooker is well, acting a bit bitchy lately. Not sure what her problem is. Maybe she feels neglected, but if she would just understand that if she keeps ruining my dinner I'm going to neglect her more often. I mean. Hello. She sits at home all day, all i ask is that she cook my dinner RIGHT! Geezzzz slow cooker. I thought the point was to have make nice moist ribs, not saw dust. You know better! Don't make me take you on Maury!

2)No teachers no homework no pesky school,
Just fun in the sun and running around like a fool.
Knee deep in mud and soaked to the bones,
What fun is to learn to skip stones.
A day at the creek with my rod and my dad,
what can i say it ain't half bad!

3)I love all my blogger friends but swing by and check out AMY. Her husband is in the Army and they are making some big changes in their lives. so let's show them they have support, even if it is coming from out here in Bloggy land!

4)When i look in the mirror I wonder who this person is. It's not the person I thought I would see staring back at me at 27. I never had the ideal life planned. I didn't think I would be married by a certain age and kids 2.5 years later, or anything like that. But I guess I just figured I'd met someone in college fall madly in love, get married and start a family. I guess I thought that would happen by the time i was 27. But it didn't. Well. It sort of did. I met someone in college fell madly in love and a year later it ended. No marriage, no kids. Just me and some boxes. When i look in the mirror I see a girl who doesn't know what she wants or how to figure it out. But I see a girl who's trying. A girl who's not giving up. I see my mom, my dad, my family, staring back at me wondering what happen to the little girl who knew exactly what she wanted out of life, all those years ago.

5)10 things I would rather do then Mr. Letterman.
10. I'd rather sit through another office meeting about paper usage.
9. I'd rather tar and feather myself.
8. I'd rather watch Cspan all day
7. I'd rather star on Rock of Love
6. I'd rather knit my self a noose
5. I'd rather debate World policy with Brittany Spears.
4. I'd rather vacation with the Bush's
3. I'd rather open mouth kiss my dog.
2. I'd rather take 50 1st graders to the fair, ALONE.
1. I'd rather sleep with the bald band director for Lettermans show.

short and wonderful....like me

I'm tired. DEAD tired.

I can't wait for Saturday, to have a day off. 1 day off before I start my next work week. Ahh. This needs to stop soon. On a happier note, Preggers, Jules and I are having a ladies night Saturday night. Mr. Preggers is going to watch Logan so us ladies can have some much needed girl time. Dinner and drinks with some trivia at the Kilt, maybe. I need to let off some steam, however it would really help if I could locate my debit card. Seems it's MIA. I have no idea where I placed. FANTASTIC.

I'm finally getting the ball rolling on setting up for the Halloween party. Well I did the invitations at least. That's a start.

My mom and I are starting weight watchers this week, I'll let you know how that goes for me.

have a great day everyone!

Where I've been..............

SO. Here's the deal. I'm working 6 to 7 days a week. this week it was 7 days next week it'll be back to 6 days and i see no real end in sight. this has me VERY unmotivated to do anything outside of work. I'm just tired all the time, and when I'm not I'm bummed about something. I haven't blogged much lately. I was doing so well. I was so proud of myself. For awhile I was writing about my feelings, something i don't like to do. But it seems I've turned back inside, and when i should have been writing and talking about what was going on with me I bottled it all up. That's what I do best. I'm a bottler. LOL. I mean i keep things inside, not that I'm a bottle tooting self induced alcohol coma kind of person.

I don't even know for sure where to start anymore. In July I met someone. He seemed nice, I was attracted to him and we started spending time together. He told me i was pretty, not something i hear much from guys. We had fun. Then towards the end of August I found out it was all a lie. He had a girlfriend, and to make matters WORSE she is WITH CHILD. Needless to say I was pretty upset, his defense.....wasn't much of one.

Flash forward to September and the whole Mr. Ship concert thing with his new girlfriend in tow. I passed on that excitement. I prefer to not let anyone make me feel like a complete fool, so twice in a few weeks by different guys wasn't high on my list of things to do. Needless to say I did run into Mr. Ship and the GF at the fair. I was with my cousin and her family (who introduced us) they stopped to talk to him and her and I pushed my sun glasses over my eyes and walked away. She was pretty. I was surprised. He is not. Pretty that is.

My boss is making my life hell. Besides telling me she has SERIOUS reservations about my abilities, she has just been unfriendly to me. Which I'll be honest i could care less about, it's the driving my co-worker insane part that bothers me. Myself and Ruth met with our boss to talk about our concerns about the new women hired to fill my old spot. She isn't picking up the information. Look my job isn't hard. But this lady isn't retaining ANY of the information we give her. The plan is she'll be able to work on her own after 6 weeks. thus meaning I wont have to work 6 days a week. Monday starts week 4 and she has no CLUE. We talked to our boss who was very DEFENSIVE saying she needs to give her 90 days and we need to prove to her that the women is picking anything up. 90 days is Thur Christmas, I can't work 6 days a week until the new year, and then turn around and work 6 days a week until a new person would be hired and trained. I CAN'T. Ruth wants to quit, then what? I'm screwed even more.

Last weekend we had some family stuff to do. a retirement party with my family in Maryland. I wasn't looking forward to it at ALL. Roughly there's about 20 of us first cousins. of those 20 only TWO are single and child free. I am one of those 2. It's myself and my cousin Justin, who wasn't there. So the family focused all their ENERGY on me. GREAT. I field questions all day, "so Amy you dating anyone", "When are you going to settle down?", "When are you going to have a kid", AHHHHHH. My younger cousin popped a kid out in May, another one is due in Jan, and my brother is having another child. A lot of the second cousins are having children. So my Aunts and cousins think it's my turn. When i say I don't have a boyfriend, that I'm not currently dating, and i don't see kids in my future anytime soon. They all exchange looks. I know they've talked about me amongst themselves, questioned why i never bring any boys around, why they've NEVER seen me with a guy. I'm waiting for someone to ask. Ask if I'm gay. LOL. I'm not. but it really wouldn't surprise me if they thought I was. they thought my cousin was until he got married. LOL. So it's only a matter of time. they all try to give me pep talks, "someone will come into your life soon", "You don't want to settle for a low life", (thanks) "Make sure you find a good guy", "girl you're getting old". WOW. Needless to say I'm just pretty much over everything right now.

I go home at 2:30 p.m. put my pj's on and lay on the couch. I'm hardly eating. I have a Halloween party for the kids to get ready for and I'm completely unmotivated. I have a baby shower to plan for my brothers girlfriend, completely unmotivated. Last night i got home at 2:30 laid on the couch, watched tv and went to bed around 9:30. I didn't go see Preggers and Logan. First Friday in a long time, I was just to tired and unmotivated to go see this.

This little guy lifts my spirits, just look at him. you can't be upset after looking at that little face.

I just don't know what to do. I'm bummed about the guy, I'm bummed about work, I'm bummed about never having anytime off to do anything. The only thing I'm not bummed about is Mr. Ship. Finally.

My BFF and ME

I know I'm late. I didn't show up for Thursday writing assignment. I haven't showed up in a VERY long time. I'm just really unmotivated right now. But I'm stealing the "how did you meet your BFF" prompt.

My best friend is Kitty.We met in 7th grade. WE HATED each other. HATED!!! She called me ugly, I called her ugly and there might have been some hair pulling. She was jerk. In 8th grade, something changed. I don't know what, but it was something. Maybe she started being LESS of a jerk. I'm not sure. But we became friends. And it's been down hill since then. DOWN HILL.

Kitty and I at the York Fair before she moved to DENVER, which is REALLY far away

She's my best friend in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD. but to be fair, she's earned that title. It's hers fair and square. None of my other friends have ever picked me up off a parking lot, changed my clothes after I'm thrown up ALL over myself, debated with me while I was drunk about "how I CAN'T sleep at the table", or rode the train to Pittsburgh TWICE to see me while i was in college. Yeah maybe I'll put her up for sainthood one day. She is a far better friend then me.

Us at the Rockies game when i visited her

her on the swing at the BAR

us at Dave and Busters in Denver

We talk EVERY day. It's almost sick. Lately I've really missed her. Things have been pretty crappy for me lately and I find myself saying "I need my best friend" an awful lot. I have friends, and they're great, but nothing beats a best friend. I miss her. I haven't seen her since last Christmas and she was only here for a brief amount of time. I'm looking forward to this Christmas so i can see my BFF again.

and if you swing by the cake wreck blog you'll see my BFF sitting front and center in the first photo. She's the girl in the crazy silver shirt.