Comcast

I've been on the phone with Comcast for the past 2 1/2 months (i'm not exagerating) trying to get them to hook up cable internet. They send people out and they are too lazy/always have an excuse why they can't hook up my internet. Then I talk with them on the phone and they say my address is not servicable . . . Guess what Comcast, my neighbor has you guys and we share the same pole?! What evs? I think I am going to call up and get the highest cable package available and then we they hook it up, I'll cancel...argh...Comcast stinks!

Cleaning the Bathroom

Especially the toilet . . . nuff said.

on the way home from work . . .

no offense to anyone in the blogosphere world, but really, why do i have to be bombarded with these images on my train ride home?

Costco Milk Cartons

So impossible to pour . . . I get at least half of it on the floor, table and side of the carton every time I pour it.  It's Costco's way of getting us to think we are getting inexpensive milk, but really we have to buy more milk because it ends up somewhere besides my cereal bowl . . . ahh!

I know there's other people out there that feel this way too . . . what about you?

Even the New York Times agrees:  http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/30/business/30milk.html?_r=1

I spent $1 at the Dollar Store and it ended up costly me $100

Never buy Dollar Store Measuring Spoons. Shortly after Pepe and I were married, we saw some really nice stainless steal measuring spoons at the Dollar Store. We thought, on my, what a great deal!

Just this week I put two and two together when I was making Jiffy Rolls for Thanksgiving.

My measuring spoons have the wrong labels on them.

The tablespoons are actually labeled as teaspoons.

I'm sure this is how the conversation went at the manufacturing plant:

Quality Control Guy #1 -"Oh shoot, the engraving is supposed to say, TBSP not TSP."

Quality Control Guy #2 - "Ahh, don't worry. It's just one letter missing. Those Americans won't notice."

Quality Control Guy #1 - "Yeah, let's ship these off to the Dollar Store, that's were those American suckers will buy anything if it's just a dollar."

Quality Control Guy #2 - "You're right, I think they'd even buy used toilet paper if it was only a dollar."

They were right, I was the sucker who bought these and I probably ruined over $100 in food (and bruised by homemaker ego) by trying to be thrifty buying $1 measuring spoons.

To be honest, ever since we've been married, all my baked goods turned out awful, too salty, too yeasty, too much of something. Even though I learned how to cook from my mom and had made lots of decent baked good when I was younger, I just marked it up to the fact that maybe I didn't really know how to cook. Now, I know why.

Sorry to anyone who has had to eat any of my baked goods the past 4 years.

Junior High

Don't you wish you could have just skipped those years?

Enough said.

Snotty noses, especially on my baby

Poor Baby O has been sick all week and loves to rub his snotty nose all over his face. Hope he gets better soon.

Baby Colds

November 2, 2008 Baby O got his first cold...no...no...no. Around 11pm he woke up with a stuffy nose and smoker's cough.

So here's my frustration...at church on Sunday, Pepe starting handing out Baby O for people to hold. That's ok, not something I would do, but whatever. Anyway, you'd think the people would be careful...no...not the case, they kept touching his bald head, his face, his chubby cheeks, his hands...yuck! Don't people realize that babies suck on their hands almost every second of their waking existence?

Hot Dog Fingers

There are few body parts I have that I really like...my ears, my collar bone and my fingers.

Collar bone - 2 years ago when we were in a car accident, it mess up my collar bone, so that's shot.

My fingers - Ever since I was 7 months prego with Baby O, I've had hot dog fingers. You know, fingers that are like big fat sausages and don't get skinny towards the end of the finger...just big and chunky. They are huge! When I was voting tonight, I pushed the wrong button because my fingers are so big.

I don't even wear my wedding ring anymore because it doesn't fit...not even my fake wedding ring, that is extra big, fits.

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Hope nothing happens to my ears.

ps...I have great nails ever since I've had Baby O.

When people ask you if you are pregnant...and you're not.

About 2 months ago while I was still on maternity leave, I decided to be adventurous and take Baby O out for a walk in my Moby Wrap. We walked only about 4 houses away, when a neighbor who is always holed up in her house was outside. Whenever I saw her before, she would always run away and hide in her house . . . but not this time.

I started talking to her and she asked how old Baby O was . . . I said that he was 2 months (this is key to know this). We talked more about random things. Then . . . she asked me it . . . wait, I don't think she asked me, rather said matter of factly . . . "So you're pregnant."

Me, in shock, said something to the fact, that "no, I wasn't, but I am hoping to have more kids soon, blah, blah, blah." I sort of chuckled and said something like, "still tryin to lose the baby weight and this extra stomach weight was hard to get rid of". (It really is hard to get rid of, my body is so not the same as before Baby O.)

I left shortly after that and started thinking, "wait, she thought I was pregnant? I have a 2 month old baby and pretty much that is impossible to be pregnant enough again to be showing."

What was she thinking?

Speaking of people asking if you are pregnant, I've got a great story for another time about my mom asking someone if she is pregnant...another time.

Lesson learned, never, ever, ever ask someone if they are pregnant, even if they are 9 months pregnant. Speaking of people asking if you are pregnant at 9 months, I have another great story about someone I lived with who was 9 months pregnant and people kept asking her that...and she would say no. Another time, another story.

Vaccines...shots

Baby O got his first vaccine shots today . . . it was no fun. He cried, but I think he should be ok. No fever that I know of and he was only a little cranky.

Man, the nurse just jammed the shots into his legs and she was done in no time.

I actually waited until his 4 month appointment to even start his vaccines. I am waiting for the Hep B...for a few years. I also didn't get the rotovirus vaccine at all. I am going forward with the rest, but wanted to wait until he was big enough.

He's asleep now, so hopefully there are no side effects to his shots.

this is for all the things that don't make me happy

I hope to not have a million things...