Posts Tagged ‘christmas’

after effects

Life after seeing Twilight is… weird. I have to tell myself that real men don’t sparkle. Oh, how I wish they did though. Maybe if I put that at the top of my requirements list (Man that sparkles) it will help me keep the losers I attract at bay. Haha. “I’m sorry honey, but you just don’t sparkle…”

This week is going to be a long one… no work, and N is out of school all week for Thanksgiving Vacation. I am actually looking forward to it though. I don’t feel like I ever get to spend time with him anymore, mostly in thanks to that job. I’m happy that now that the holiday season is upon us, I am free to spend as much time with my boy as I want.

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the Twilight of joblessness

Things are rolling along smoothly. No word from my sister. She is under strict orders not to see or talk to me until I get to see the movie on Saturday. If I even lay eyes on her, I will attack and badger her with a thousand questions that I really don’t want anyone else’s version of – I want my OWN version, only. It’s killing me though, knowing she knows all about it now… aaah

And last night at work sucked ass! I found out, last night via email from the new director, that last night would be my last night. How shitty. I requested to go back to PRN (part-time) and keep 2 days a week on the schedule for me to work through the 1st of the year. Apparently my going back PRN gave her the legal loophole she needed to hire someone full-time. And so she did. And the girl takes over MY schedule next week. What a bitch, huh? Our personalities clashed from the day she took over. She seems to have plenty of people there fooled, but I’m here to say it out-loud – she’s a manipulating bitch who sugarcoats everything with her fake/sweet condescending voice. She can shove that job up her vajayjay.

So now, I’m a little paranoid. Being jobless this close to Christmas is just scary, but I know me and I know I’ll figure it all out and make it work. The one thing I won’t do, ever, is kiss ass to keep a job. Or kiss ass in general. No. This girl is no ass kisser.

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Santa’s Secret Shop Follow Up

I know you have been dying from the curiosity of what my gift was from Santa’s Secret Shop that N did manage to not forget to buy… well, he was quite proud of it…

Remember, his gift was $5 (for himself), and the dogs gift was also $5. His father and I shared I think $3 for both of our gifts….

My son, bless his heart, bought me a whoopee cushion for Christmas.

Finally, I have my own “whoop that crack”……….

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I’m sick of just liking people. I wish to God I could meet somebody I could respect. — J.D. Salinger

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