Old Navy

I love Old Navy! I truly love shopping there and if I never owned another piece of clothing unless it was from their store, I would be fine with that. Just fine. But yesterday I got a little peeved with the young girl that was working there.

My whole family and in laws know how much I adore that store. So of course for Xmas I got a few gift cards and immediately hit the sales after the holidays. I am a bad shopper. I give women every where a bad name. I hate shopping. I do not try on anything. And usually, once I get it home and it doesn't fit -- it's off to Goodwill. Do I have the money to be so frugal? No, certainly not. But I do not do returns. Besides, I hate telling the young hot size 1 cashier chicks that umm, yeah I need a larger size. One time I actually told the girl that I was returning these for my sister and they were too small for her. Sad huh?

Anyway, so yesterday at work my zipper came off it's little track on my favorite Old Navy jeans. I was so not happy. I remembered I still had a pair of jeans I had purchased in one of my drawers that were too small with the tags still on them. I decided I was going to take them back and exchange them for a pair that didn't suck my will to live. Here is how it went...

Me: Yes I would like to exchange these.

Chick: Do you have your receipt?

Me: No, I bought it with a gift card.

Chick: Do you still have the gift card?

Me: No, I used it all so I threw it away.

Chick: Okay well without either of those you can either try and find the exact same type of jeans or you can fill out some paperwork and wait for your refund in the mail.

(Hmm, you would have thought I was trying to return a tv or something)

Me: Okay I will see if I can find them.

*****************15 minutes later after staring at their huge selection of jeans***************


Me: Okay I think these are the same jeans.

Chick: (Staring intensely at the tags) Looks like it!

She puts them in a bag and I head home feeling all cheery that I have a new pair of jeans that will hopefully fit my fat ass. I get home and go into the bedroom to put my new jeans up. As I start to rip off the tags, I do a double take. No way, this can't be happening!! After all of that!!!

Bit** gave me the same jeans that I had returned back....

Old Navy sucks.

Through a child's eyes...

This morning on the way to drop the kids off at daycare, there was a beautiful sunrise. I cannot even begin to give it justice with words. The colors, the designs, the texture... it was amazing. From the backseat my daughter piped up.

Claire: Mom, look at the sky!!

Me: Yes it is so pretty huh?

Claire: It looks like Cheetos!


I sat there while waiting for light to turn green and took another look at the sky. Why yes, I guess it does look like Cheetos doesn't it?

I smiled for the rest of the day every time I thought about the Cheetos sky.

Another Sunday

So Aunt Flo showed her ugly self Saturday morning, and so as you can guess I spent all day in my room with a heating pad, in bed with my new book Vally Of The Dolls. It turns out I am the only person in the world who has not read it, and I LOVE IT!! I just got it via Amazon Friday night and I am already almost half way through it. I love to read anyway, but this book has just sucked me in. It is like crack, I can not stay away. It seems to call to me from the bedside table as I try to do my Sunday chores. If you haven't ever read it, get it! I promise you will not regret it.

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Friday hubby and I took the kids bowling with my bff Sheila and her daughter. It was my son's first time to bowl and daughter had been a few times with daycare, but never with us. We had to wait until like almost 10 due to league night or whatever, but it was so worth it. The kids were so cute! Yes curse me now because I forgot to bring my camera. We got two lanes -- 1 for the kiddos and 1 for the adults. After the first couple of throws, we were thinking maybe we should get those damn bumpers too. We were horrible!! 2 beers later and we sucked even worse, but then it didn't matter. My son being a preemie is a little on the small side so he needed some assistance with carrying the ball and the throwing the ball. I got fired after accidentally hitting him in the head with the ball, so dad became his best bud after that. It was just a little brush, geesh. It will not be a routine thing after spending 70 bucks, I am thinking we could find much cheaper entertainment.

Last night we had family night which in our fam it means movie and popcorn, and us all cuddled on the couch. We have Netflix so I try to make sure that for the weekend we have something in the mailbox that is kid friendly. Last night was the new Pirates of the Caribbean, Dead Man's Chest or whatever. We own the first one and it is one of my daughter's favorite movies. Who knew that Walt Disney would put out a movie that was a little too gruesome for a 6 year old. Yes people, after an hour or so of the movie and her hiding her little face, we put her to bed and got up like 4 times with nightmares. Damn that scary octopus thing!! Son had opted to go to bed before the movie even started, I think he is coming down with a cold. He cant sneeze with out blowing crap all over the closest thing to him. Tonight, after the kids go to bed we're watching My Super Ex Girlfriend with Luke Wilson and Uma Therman. Supposed to be a pretty funny movie, anyone seen it?

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I've started the countdown in my head for when we move into our new house. And, I haven't even started packing. Anyone with any suggestions for making this a little easier --- I am all ears. I HATE MOVING!! I know hate is a strong word but well okay fine, I extremely dislike moving. So any help I can get would rock. But I am really thrilled, and above is a pic of our new place. Happy Sunday!

Update

I am not pregnant!! So says the hone pregnancy test peoples. I still haven't gotten my period but, well, that I am not sure about. Like with everything else in my life I am sure it has a story. I just wanted to let everyone know. Sorry so short, it is Friday and I am ready to relax. Talk to y'all tomorrow.

Periods

So we all know that periods suck right? But what about when youre put into the postion of wondering where it is? That's me right now -- where is it? That's right people, I am 6 days late. I am pretty regular for the most part so it is kinda odd that I havent started yet. I am trying not to get too invloved in it because as soon as I start thinking how exciting it would be, I know that will be the day I start. You see, I had my tubes tied 5 years ago in March. I know the statistics of getting pregnant after this is pretty slim, but there is still like .01 percent right? I have talked before about getting my tubes untied but after much research, we just dont have 6000.00 lying around. Or anywhere actually.

Hubby knows Aunt Flo hasnt visited yet and well his only response was it really just isnt a good time. And I know what he is talking about. He and I just took a huge step and bought a house. We move in next month and I am thrilled. I have never owned a home before. I feel all grownup. But if you want the honest truth, I would be really happy to have another baby. I was not "technically" ready for the first two and we've done fine. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. I'll keep you posted. :)

Today is the day!

Okay so I am not willing to join the lovely MILF group because well, I would feel totally depressed if I didnt stick with it and well I just dont want to. But, I spoke with my best friend Sheila and we have decided that as of today we're going on our own little "diet". Now you may be asking yourselves why now? Here is the reason why.

The picture on the left (please ignore the x boyfriend in it) was taken in 2004. Yes people that is me. The picture on the left was taken on New Years with hubby. Who the hell is that fat girl holding my man??? Oh wait, that's this fat girl. *sniff, sniff*

Another day

My morning started off like normal I guess. 6 am the alarm goes off (my alarm is actually my loving hubby giving me a kiss good morning before he is off to work.) It was my job this morning to get the kids ready for school, make the lunches, drop them off at daycare, all before 7 am. Needless to say, my rugrats are NOT morning people. I could put them to sleep at 7 pm the night before and they will still drag ass in the morning, Usually I put on "You've got to move it, move it" from Madagascar to help start their engines but this morning thanks to http://www.kevincharnas.com/, I put on.... Scissor Sisters - "I Don't Feel Like Dancin'" . Needless to say, 6 plays later and they were ready to go. Claire was literally glued to the damn computer and at the end of the video would look at me and say, "Mama one more time please." So I have to say thank you Kevin because anything that helps the munchkins move it-move it in the am is frigging excellent. Anyone who is interested can go to his blog and see this video and one other, they rock! I'd post them myself but well, I don't know how!! Surprise, surprise right? (sarcasm big time here)


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My day goes on to turn out to be a real hum dinger. I don't think my phone ever stopped ringing and I am pretty sure there was smoke coming from my cubicle. When I finally thought oh god it's almost over as 4 o'clock rolled around, I thought this day can't be any fuc**ng worse I finally made a run to the restroom. Now I work in a very nice office. It is family owned and pretty much everyone that works there has been there for at least 2 years or more but with every job, people quit or get fired. Recently, we hired about 4 new people in the office. Great, right? Well I hauled ass into the bathroom after holding it for a good 2 hours and sat down with great relief. But..... wait, what is that wetness all over my butt?? It's wet. Wait, oh wait, you have got to be kidding me. No fuc**ing way!!! I wipe quickly and with my pants still down, I slowly turn around and look at the toilet. SOMEONE HAS PEED ALL OVER THE DAMN SEAT!!!! AND I SAT IN IT!!! Now at this point I don't know what is worse, the seat completely still covered in someone else's pee that is clearly still on the seat where my ass hadn't soaked it up or, or the fact that someone had just sprayed the toilet with urine? How is this even possible people????