My favorite laugh B.M. (before Maggie) was Jenna's...
now Maggie's takes the cake!
It's so honest.
It's so fun.
It's so Her.
a LAUGH that could make me cry....now that's a good laugh! :)
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
New Tattoo
When getting my new tattoo , I thought, this is one of those moments I should have more of...I don't care what people think and I do it because I want to.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Southern Voice
His music makes me happy and these songs are brand new...
Now how do I tell Aj that ,later, I just wanna go drive around and be by myself and turn up the volume and roll down the windows and get lost in Tim?
Aj accepts my obsession, usually with a little rolling of the eyes, but he knows how far to push me when it comes to Tim.
Music is how feelings sound ...
and I've never been moved more by any other singer. I've never heard any other songs really that make my heart smile. It may sound creepy and weird to some, but If I could explain it, I would. I know it's not healthy, but I'm ok with it. It was I think 1996 or 1997 probably that I was, well, on the toilet and Jenna was playing music in her room getting ready, a guy was singing this song, and one of the higher notes he hit made me get goose bumps. I said "who the hell is that singing"? Jenna said "Tim McGraw". I said "Where has he been all my life'? Well no, I didn't say that, but I'm pretty sure I thunked it..because that was the start of me listening to Tim...and the start of me loving Country music. Before that day, I listened to pretty much rock and pop on the radio with no real connection to music.
So, Jenna and I are getting tattoos on Thursday...in honor of her 30th bday...like we did on my 30th bday...I got a star tattoo and so did she...She's getting a song verse and a music note...
My love of Tim's music is leaning me towards getting a music note too...which reminds me of Jenna since she started this madness! Maybe a little cowboy hat hanging on the music note? I can't tattoo a southern voice, so the best I can do is represent it....hmmmmm. It's so hard to decide, so until Thursday I'll be listening to Tim's new cd Southern Voice getting inspiration...
If I don't blog until after Thursday, it's because Aj let me go for a drive to listen to Tim and I haven't returned yet :) ha
Now how do I tell Aj that ,later, I just wanna go drive around and be by myself and turn up the volume and roll down the windows and get lost in Tim?
Aj accepts my obsession, usually with a little rolling of the eyes, but he knows how far to push me when it comes to Tim.
Music is how feelings sound ...
and I've never been moved more by any other singer. I've never heard any other songs really that make my heart smile. It may sound creepy and weird to some, but If I could explain it, I would. I know it's not healthy, but I'm ok with it. It was I think 1996 or 1997 probably that I was, well, on the toilet and Jenna was playing music in her room getting ready, a guy was singing this song, and one of the higher notes he hit made me get goose bumps. I said "who the hell is that singing"? Jenna said "Tim McGraw". I said "Where has he been all my life'? Well no, I didn't say that, but I'm pretty sure I thunked it..because that was the start of me listening to Tim...and the start of me loving Country music. Before that day, I listened to pretty much rock and pop on the radio with no real connection to music.
So, Jenna and I are getting tattoos on Thursday...in honor of her 30th bday...like we did on my 30th bday...I got a star tattoo and so did she...She's getting a song verse and a music note...
My love of Tim's music is leaning me towards getting a music note too...which reminds me of Jenna since she started this madness! Maybe a little cowboy hat hanging on the music note? I can't tattoo a southern voice, so the best I can do is represent it....hmmmmm. It's so hard to decide, so until Thursday I'll be listening to Tim's new cd Southern Voice getting inspiration...
If I don't blog until after Thursday, it's because Aj let me go for a drive to listen to Tim and I haven't returned yet :) ha
Sunday, October 18, 2009
wait wait wait, GOOD PARTY (bad restaurant)
Here's a little more positive spin on the Big 3-0 Bash...
*Maggie was awesome, she was so good, playing, following the bigger boys around, wanting to do what they were doing, she "let" people hold her and talk to her, she only cried once (the sucker stick and the plate thingy she was banging it on hit her in the eye), when I changed her in the bathroom she put her hand in the toilet water but hey, she was super cute and I just am so proud to be her Mommy. She has been good every day leading up to this party, she has just went along without saying a word(she talks, we just dont know what she's saying)...God probably knew I needed her to be a good little beebee:) She even got a Halloween present from her Great Grandpa and Dee, which I forgot to thank them for last night, but there were Little People in there that today she won't put down...good choice.
*Jenna was shocked, surprised, touched, put in her place and she cried...leading up to the party was hard for Jenna. She was thinking no one did anything for her bday...Man did we all have to lie alot. But we all made it, and we are alive. I forgave her for being a butt before it even happened, that's what sisters do.
*Stacey- traveled the farthest from Michigan, with the invite that had no directions in it, ha...she is Jenna's friend and just fits right in. She was missing her son though and decided not to stay the night at Jenna's, but no one can blaim her for that, I'd have done the same thing, if Maggie wasn't with me, I'd have drove home too:)
*Jenna got cards from alot of people, even out of town people, which was so awesome...Indy, KY, KS and CO...
*My cousin, who's dad has a restraining order against, who we love dearly...we love them all, they just don't play nice...he said he's not letting his parents get in the way anymore and missing out on family stuff, because he loves us and misses us. I didn't wanna say, well duh that's because we're the shit:) LOL...in all seriousness, I'm glad we pulled it off that they could all be there without a major incident...
*Even though Notre Dame was playing football and some people can't drag themselves away from the game or the tv, they still came to the party, I bet they called ahead to see if there was a tv! Even the tailgaters in the family came too, late, but they came, that's all that's important. We love you and your football addiction:)
*Jenna's church friends, well, you guys rock. You're not the typical 'church' people, you are damn cool. You love us even if we had beer and cussed:) HA HA HA. We won't call you church friends anymore, we'll just call you friends!
*Everyone has something that goes wrong in their life or they don't have alot of money or they have issues finding day care, hate their job, live with stress or health problems or whatever, but we saw you there with bells on and it didn't go un-noticed. We felt your love. :)
*Some people couldn't make the party because they were at a wedding, in Pennsylvania on business, at a band contest or what ever...we still love you too...but you missed a GOOD party!
*Will's little friend, Isaac, came in the party and says "Where's Will?"...He could have gave a crap about all the other people and the balloons and the cake and the tv and that's just as it should be, cuz Will has that effect on me too:)
*A friend's son, came in and said "Is this party for me?"...He was so serious and it was probably my favorite thing that happened in the beginning...kids are so innocent and clueless at times, but don't we all wanna walk into a room full of people, balloons, cake, tv with football on, pitchers of beer and say "Is this party for me?"
*Good Party. Good Friends. Good Family. GREAT SISTER.*
*Maggie was awesome, she was so good, playing, following the bigger boys around, wanting to do what they were doing, she "let" people hold her and talk to her, she only cried once (the sucker stick and the plate thingy she was banging it on hit her in the eye), when I changed her in the bathroom she put her hand in the toilet water but hey, she was super cute and I just am so proud to be her Mommy. She has been good every day leading up to this party, she has just went along without saying a word(she talks, we just dont know what she's saying)...God probably knew I needed her to be a good little beebee:) She even got a Halloween present from her Great Grandpa and Dee, which I forgot to thank them for last night, but there were Little People in there that today she won't put down...good choice.
*Jenna was shocked, surprised, touched, put in her place and she cried...leading up to the party was hard for Jenna. She was thinking no one did anything for her bday...Man did we all have to lie alot. But we all made it, and we are alive. I forgave her for being a butt before it even happened, that's what sisters do.
*Stacey- traveled the farthest from Michigan, with the invite that had no directions in it, ha...she is Jenna's friend and just fits right in. She was missing her son though and decided not to stay the night at Jenna's, but no one can blaim her for that, I'd have done the same thing, if Maggie wasn't with me, I'd have drove home too:)
*Jenna got cards from alot of people, even out of town people, which was so awesome...Indy, KY, KS and CO...
*My cousin, who's dad has a restraining order against, who we love dearly...we love them all, they just don't play nice...he said he's not letting his parents get in the way anymore and missing out on family stuff, because he loves us and misses us. I didn't wanna say, well duh that's because we're the shit:) LOL...in all seriousness, I'm glad we pulled it off that they could all be there without a major incident...
*Even though Notre Dame was playing football and some people can't drag themselves away from the game or the tv, they still came to the party, I bet they called ahead to see if there was a tv! Even the tailgaters in the family came too, late, but they came, that's all that's important. We love you and your football addiction:)
*Jenna's church friends, well, you guys rock. You're not the typical 'church' people, you are damn cool. You love us even if we had beer and cussed:) HA HA HA. We won't call you church friends anymore, we'll just call you friends!
*Everyone has something that goes wrong in their life or they don't have alot of money or they have issues finding day care, hate their job, live with stress or health problems or whatever, but we saw you there with bells on and it didn't go un-noticed. We felt your love. :)
*Some people couldn't make the party because they were at a wedding, in Pennsylvania on business, at a band contest or what ever...we still love you too...but you missed a GOOD party!
*Will's little friend, Isaac, came in the party and says "Where's Will?"...He could have gave a crap about all the other people and the balloons and the cake and the tv and that's just as it should be, cuz Will has that effect on me too:)
*A friend's son, came in and said "Is this party for me?"...He was so serious and it was probably my favorite thing that happened in the beginning...kids are so innocent and clueless at times, but don't we all wanna walk into a room full of people, balloons, cake, tv with football on, pitchers of beer and say "Is this party for me?"
*Good Party. Good Friends. Good Family. GREAT SISTER.*
15% gratuity added
I don't even know where to start because I'm still so mad. They aren't, they are home not caring I'm sure. They...they are the owners, manager, and staff of Bruno's Pizza on Prairie Ave. Where to begin? Alright from the top...
8/20/09 I called and made a reservation for a party of 45-50 with Bruno's, I talked to some 'dude' that didn't seem to care I was calling, I even had to say "don't you want my name or a phone number or anything?"...so 2 days later, I called to see if he actually did his job and put me on the schedule...he answered all my questions when I called, but I was nervous. This time I got a girl, who was very nice, so it was obviously not Mama Bruno answering the phone...more on that later. I asked her my questions again and she assured me I was on the schedule. I asked her very specific questions:
1. Can we bring our own cake?
2. Can we bring our own decorations?
3. Do you have at least 4 high chairs because there will be kids coming?
4. Can each individual person or family buy their own dinner because on your website it states, you can pay $11.95 per head or order individual items off the menu...? I explained to her basically that I have no money to have a party, so I need to make sure each person can pay their own way!
All these questions were answered with "not a problem at all"...
UNTIL THE 45 PEOPLE ARE AT BRUNO'S ALL SITTING WAITING FOR JENNA, then it is a problem. The waitress, who didn't have a clue or look 21, says that the party has to be on one bill. I said No, I specifically asked when I made the reservation about this and was told it was ok. She said, all I can do is go and ask my manager. The manager comes up, with a smile, and says yeah I wish I knew who you talked to because we can't do that. She says it may be easier to have everyone pay $11.95 and get pizza, salad and a drink for everyone...um no, it wouldn't because again every was expecting to pay seperately...I said if not everyone in there brought cash, how do you expect to be paid?...I said, ok great I have $40, hope that covers 45 people's dinner...I said, I can't believe you cannot just seperate tickets. The best she could do was have each table be a seperate check. Mind you the major table sat 20 of the people probably. Yeah, thanks for the help, that's convenient. She pushed the $11.95 thing probably 4 times in our discussion too...HOW DOES THAT HELP?
Let's back up, when my mom and I got to Bruno's with the decorations and cake, we had to "waita 5a meenits"...so we wait, people are confused where are party is going to be seated, then some random girl walks by and says "they're upstairs"...which is thru a back hallway with leaks on the floor that have been covered up with pizza boxes...up stairs with NO light at the bottom to see where to step and there was a curved narrow step that could have killed someone...up creaky stairs into a room that looked ok to start with...just missing door handles, crusts of food on the floor probably from the previous nights partiers...and the bathroom had a closed up shower in it (just sayin)...so one question they did not ask me when I called is if everyone in our party could make it up narrow dark scary stairs...good thing we had no one in a wheelchair...the person who just had a knee replacement couldn't come, she would have never made it up the stairs, no joke...so with 8 minutes until Jenna is arriving...I'm crying...I'm so pissed off my vision was blurry...and when I get so mad, I cry...how embarrasing to number one not have the money to throw a party to begin with, but now the waitresses are telling people how the bills are going to be divided...I felt like such an ass, and it wasn't my fault. The other dumb waitress comes up to me, while I'm crying and says "Does everyone have their drinks?"...if I had it in me, I would have punched her in the face, but I just said "I don't know, you are the waitress." We had 2 waitresses for 45 people, yeah , that's not good. I ordered a pitcher of beer and I think after a half hour, about the time I'd forgotten I even ordered it, she comes at me with the pitcher and says "did you order a pitcher?"...I said "a half hour ago, thanks."
So Jenna comes in while I'm crying, and my aunt is telling me it'll all be ok, we'll all figure it out...I'm like oh, Jenna's here...I just back up so she can come into the room and everyone shouts "surprise"...Jenna gets this look on her face that was priceless, looks me dead in the eyes...then sees her best friend, Stacey, who drove from Michigan to be there, and Jenna starts to cry. Now, I cry cuz I'm happy seeing Jenna happy.
I believe everyone got fed somehow and I saw some smiles...I know the bill got paid...not sure exactly how that happened, I just threw in my $40 and said that's all I have...Ken, Bill and Delbert (all very nice guys) went down stairs to square up their table's bill and got hell from the cashier bitch for not just ordering on 3 seperate tickets????!! WHAT THE FUCK? YOU WOULDN'T LET US YOU DUMB OLD GREY HAIRED BITCH! To make matters worse, the customer lady behind them in the cashier's line I guess said something like "couldn't you guys have figured this out , this doesn't seem hard?"...Ken was FUMING...and I don't blaim him one bit, I would at this point probably went the fuck off, but I was upstairs...tending to Maggie and making sure my hubby got a piece of chocolate cake:)
Not until this morning, did I realize that $11.95 per person would have been WAY more than what we all paid last night on our 4 itemized not-so-individual bills...with sandwiches, pastas, garlic breads, pizzas, salad and alcohol...15% gratuity added...the bill was like $270...$11.95 for 45 people..well you do the math. If you've read my previous blogs, you and I both know I suck at math! So now, what do I do with this anger. I will never have a party at Bruno's again, I will never order a pizza from there again, and I'm still very mad...do I write them a letter? Would they even care? Probably not, cuz their business was booming despite their crappy attitudes, bad service and health department regulation breaking pizza boxes covering the leaks all over the floor...people come from all over to go to Bruno's I guess, domers come there after the games...so my little letter about our pathetic don't-gots-no-money ass won't do a damn thing.
AND IF ANYONE LEFT A TIP LAST NIGHT NOT KNOWING THE 15% NOT DESERVED-GRATUITY WAS ADDED IN OUR BILL, I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN AND PUNCH YOU...well no, I won't but I hope God will bless you with getting that money back somehow...ugh
8/20/09 I called and made a reservation for a party of 45-50 with Bruno's, I talked to some 'dude' that didn't seem to care I was calling, I even had to say "don't you want my name or a phone number or anything?"...so 2 days later, I called to see if he actually did his job and put me on the schedule...he answered all my questions when I called, but I was nervous. This time I got a girl, who was very nice, so it was obviously not Mama Bruno answering the phone...more on that later. I asked her my questions again and she assured me I was on the schedule. I asked her very specific questions:
1. Can we bring our own cake?
2. Can we bring our own decorations?
3. Do you have at least 4 high chairs because there will be kids coming?
4. Can each individual person or family buy their own dinner because on your website it states, you can pay $11.95 per head or order individual items off the menu...? I explained to her basically that I have no money to have a party, so I need to make sure each person can pay their own way!
All these questions were answered with "not a problem at all"...
UNTIL THE 45 PEOPLE ARE AT BRUNO'S ALL SITTING WAITING FOR JENNA, then it is a problem. The waitress, who didn't have a clue or look 21, says that the party has to be on one bill. I said No, I specifically asked when I made the reservation about this and was told it was ok. She said, all I can do is go and ask my manager. The manager comes up, with a smile, and says yeah I wish I knew who you talked to because we can't do that. She says it may be easier to have everyone pay $11.95 and get pizza, salad and a drink for everyone...um no, it wouldn't because again every was expecting to pay seperately...I said if not everyone in there brought cash, how do you expect to be paid?...I said, ok great I have $40, hope that covers 45 people's dinner...I said, I can't believe you cannot just seperate tickets. The best she could do was have each table be a seperate check. Mind you the major table sat 20 of the people probably. Yeah, thanks for the help, that's convenient. She pushed the $11.95 thing probably 4 times in our discussion too...HOW DOES THAT HELP?
Let's back up, when my mom and I got to Bruno's with the decorations and cake, we had to "waita 5a meenits"...so we wait, people are confused where are party is going to be seated, then some random girl walks by and says "they're upstairs"...which is thru a back hallway with leaks on the floor that have been covered up with pizza boxes...up stairs with NO light at the bottom to see where to step and there was a curved narrow step that could have killed someone...up creaky stairs into a room that looked ok to start with...just missing door handles, crusts of food on the floor probably from the previous nights partiers...and the bathroom had a closed up shower in it (just sayin)...so one question they did not ask me when I called is if everyone in our party could make it up narrow dark scary stairs...good thing we had no one in a wheelchair...the person who just had a knee replacement couldn't come, she would have never made it up the stairs, no joke...so with 8 minutes until Jenna is arriving...I'm crying...I'm so pissed off my vision was blurry...and when I get so mad, I cry...how embarrasing to number one not have the money to throw a party to begin with, but now the waitresses are telling people how the bills are going to be divided...I felt like such an ass, and it wasn't my fault. The other dumb waitress comes up to me, while I'm crying and says "Does everyone have their drinks?"...if I had it in me, I would have punched her in the face, but I just said "I don't know, you are the waitress." We had 2 waitresses for 45 people, yeah , that's not good. I ordered a pitcher of beer and I think after a half hour, about the time I'd forgotten I even ordered it, she comes at me with the pitcher and says "did you order a pitcher?"...I said "a half hour ago, thanks."
So Jenna comes in while I'm crying, and my aunt is telling me it'll all be ok, we'll all figure it out...I'm like oh, Jenna's here...I just back up so she can come into the room and everyone shouts "surprise"...Jenna gets this look on her face that was priceless, looks me dead in the eyes...then sees her best friend, Stacey, who drove from Michigan to be there, and Jenna starts to cry. Now, I cry cuz I'm happy seeing Jenna happy.
I believe everyone got fed somehow and I saw some smiles...I know the bill got paid...not sure exactly how that happened, I just threw in my $40 and said that's all I have...Ken, Bill and Delbert (all very nice guys) went down stairs to square up their table's bill and got hell from the cashier bitch for not just ordering on 3 seperate tickets????!! WHAT THE FUCK? YOU WOULDN'T LET US YOU DUMB OLD GREY HAIRED BITCH! To make matters worse, the customer lady behind them in the cashier's line I guess said something like "couldn't you guys have figured this out , this doesn't seem hard?"...Ken was FUMING...and I don't blaim him one bit, I would at this point probably went the fuck off, but I was upstairs...tending to Maggie and making sure my hubby got a piece of chocolate cake:)
Not until this morning, did I realize that $11.95 per person would have been WAY more than what we all paid last night on our 4 itemized not-so-individual bills...with sandwiches, pastas, garlic breads, pizzas, salad and alcohol...15% gratuity added...the bill was like $270...$11.95 for 45 people..well you do the math. If you've read my previous blogs, you and I both know I suck at math! So now, what do I do with this anger. I will never have a party at Bruno's again, I will never order a pizza from there again, and I'm still very mad...do I write them a letter? Would they even care? Probably not, cuz their business was booming despite their crappy attitudes, bad service and health department regulation breaking pizza boxes covering the leaks all over the floor...people come from all over to go to Bruno's I guess, domers come there after the games...so my little letter about our pathetic don't-gots-no-money ass won't do a damn thing.
AND IF ANYONE LEFT A TIP LAST NIGHT NOT KNOWING THE 15% NOT DESERVED-GRATUITY WAS ADDED IN OUR BILL, I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN AND PUNCH YOU...well no, I won't but I hope God will bless you with getting that money back somehow...ugh
Friday, October 16, 2009
Mom Speak...
"Maggie, your balls are loud"!!
"Honey if you push his paw or hand or whatever, Elmo will talk to you"
"Give me your tootbugs and I'll put on your piggies"
"Time to change your butt"
If you don't know what I'm saying, or don't understand, or don't laugh....well...you don't have a kid:)
"Honey if you push his paw or hand or whatever, Elmo will talk to you"
"Give me your tootbugs and I'll put on your piggies"
"Time to change your butt"
If you don't know what I'm saying, or don't understand, or don't laugh....well...you don't have a kid:)
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Spaghetti again?
I don't like to cook and I'm ok with it...I really do not enjoy the act of cooking, once I'm started, I'm ok, it's almost fun, I get a mental break and I'm just by myself in the kitchen...creating...maybe that's how I should look at it.
It's not cooking, it's creating something, start to finish...
I don't like grocery shopping either. One of my friend's LOVES the grocery store, I don't get it.
Lately to come up with something to cook for dinner besides the normal every day spaghetti...I've taken to looking in a cookbook, see what sounds good, and I make it. Some have been great, some have been...how does Aj put it? "It's good but I'd rather not eat that again"!!
I have a pretty easy audience too, Aj is not really picky. He will eat just about anything I set in front of him. So why do I find myself at least every other day dreading the oh shit, what am I gonna make for dinner?! Today I was all excited because I was going to make chicken stroganoff in the crock pot, has to cook for at least 4 hrs, but here I sit blogging instead of cooking, it's almost 3:00, so dinner won't be done until when? Yeah, guess it'll be a later dinner or I'll make that tomorrow....what to do? Feels like a Denny's night, wait Denny's closed, Spaghetti it is!
It's not cooking, it's creating something, start to finish...
I don't like grocery shopping either. One of my friend's LOVES the grocery store, I don't get it.
Lately to come up with something to cook for dinner besides the normal every day spaghetti...I've taken to looking in a cookbook, see what sounds good, and I make it. Some have been great, some have been...how does Aj put it? "It's good but I'd rather not eat that again"!!
I have a pretty easy audience too, Aj is not really picky. He will eat just about anything I set in front of him. So why do I find myself at least every other day dreading the oh shit, what am I gonna make for dinner?! Today I was all excited because I was going to make chicken stroganoff in the crock pot, has to cook for at least 4 hrs, but here I sit blogging instead of cooking, it's almost 3:00, so dinner won't be done until when? Yeah, guess it'll be a later dinner or I'll make that tomorrow....what to do? Feels like a Denny's night, wait Denny's closed, Spaghetti it is!
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