Holy crap - it’s been 2 weeks…

…since I’ve posted. I can’t believe that. Man o’ man time flies. Until I have time for a more meaningful post, I give you this:

Well, I’ve decided I would like to live life backwards….

You start out dead and get that out of the way. Then you wake up in an old age home feeling better everyday.

You get kicked out for being too healthy; go collect your pension, then when you start work, you get a gold watch on your first day.

You work 40 years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You drink alcohol, you party, you’re generally promiscuous and you get ready for high school.

You go to primary school, you become a kid, you play, you have no responsibilities, you become a baby and then…

You spend your last 9 months floating peacefully in luxury, spa-like conditions; central heating, room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then, you finish off as an orgasm.

Yea baby!

8 months and Valentine’s Day

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Today Hunter is eight months old – how appropriate is that? Holy crap the time is flying. Every day I am in awe of the little human that my best friend and I created.

February – This is the little smile I get every day at daycare.

February 12 of 12

I love this 12 of 12 challenge. If you would like to see more participants or even participate yourself just click here and you will go to Chad’s site where you can see all the participants. It’s very cool to see people’s days from all over the world. I would certainly encourage you to click around over there.

I have finally figured out how the bonus picture works (thanks for the explanation Chad!). So actually its 13 of 12 or 12 of 13… I’m not sure which is which. So here we go.

7:52 AM – My honey in the kitchen making bottles for Hunter’s day. Am I the luckiest woman in the world, or what?

8:14 AM – Kev and Hunter looking outside ready to wave goodbye to Mom.

8:15 AM – Big Brown Dog… “let’s play… come on… kick the ball…” I told you I do this every morning!

8:16 AM – This is the ball! This poor ball… it’s all frozen and smushed… I don’t kick it so much anymore. I usually toss it. It’s like kicking a rock now…. Stupid cold weather /mumble.

8:31 AM – In the Starbuck’s parking lot… it’s a shame to pay that much for coffee only to throw out the frozen remnants’ later. At least they didn’t litter with the cup…

10:03 AM – I’m at the office and I have just hung my new “Whale Tail” calendar. I paid a dollar for it over the weekend!! And that is my large red water glass and cool Calligraphy & Letter Art Calander.

10:05 AM – Now I am filling my candy bucket with these!! If you haven’t tried these – DON’T! There must be heroine in them because they are that addicting.

5:13 PM – It’s the end of the day and I have just shut my computer off.

5:16 PM – Lights off… really. This is the light switch for my office. Not only is it outside the door but it’s up-side-down…. nice.

5:16 PM – All signed out.

5:34 PM – Picking Bug up at daycare, this is the face I am greeted with.

5:48 PM – Stopping at the mailbox before heading down the driveway. Holy crap, there’s a lot of junk in there.

8:38 PM – BONUS pic – the kiss goodnight. The Bug is asleep for the night. He usually falls asleep here in my arms. This is my bonus pic – if this isn’t ‘love’ then I don’t know what is.

Is this a sign?

Look what I found on Yahoo today…

Ten Ways to Know It’s Time to Go

1. You start to dread Monday as soon as you leave work on Friday.
Well, not as soon as I leave on Friday, but certainly at some point over the weekend.

2. It becomes more and more difficult to get up for work each day, and tardiness becomes a way of life.
Tardiness IS my life.

3. You cannot muster enthusiasm for anything related to work — other than your paycheck.
Some things at work still enthuse me, especially when I get to use my brain and be challenged.

4. You spend most of your time complaining to colleagues or about your colleagues.
Is complaining to my husband and my job the same thing?

5. You act defensive and even hostile in company meetings when there’s little cause for it.
Nope.

6. You interact less and less with co-workers, shutting yourself away in your office and avoiding opportunities to socialize.
Pretty much… yea, but it’s more because I don’t feel like I fit in.

7. You’ve used up all your sick, personal, and vacation days — and the year isn’t even half over.
But I was on Maternity Leave…. (I don’t think I have to count this one)

8. You’re constantly putting off until tomorrow what you could (and should) do today. When you do actually commit to doing your work, you feel resentful.
I don’t feel resentful but when I only have 2 hours of work and 8 hours to do it, it’s kind of easy to put it off.

9. You’re bitter about the company’s success or that of a co-worker.
Nope, even if there were success’ to be bitter about – I wouldn’t be.

10. You have no professional goals related to your job, and you have a hard time even making some up at your obligatory performance review.
Is getting through the day a goal? … if so, I have goals!

You know, I feel like I complain about my job a lot. The truth is I am very grateful to have a gig! I am trying to stay optamistic about the Michigan economy and the timeframe that it will take to turn around. But the reality is if we didn’t just have a baby and own 3 houses here, I would so be looking to move out of the state. It’s tight here and the failing auto companies are effecting everything. And when I say every thing, I mean every thing. Bug’s daycare had to layoff a worker because they lost a couple of kids, whose parent’s got laid off from their jobs. I have several family members whose jobs are just so uncertain. My brother was told he would probably be laid off for over 20 weeks this year… 20 WEEKS!!! And he has 10 years at the auto company he works for.

Now I’m not one of those people who thinks Michigan’s economy should be laid on the shoulders of people who don’t buy American made cars. Shame on the automakers for not selling a product that people want to buy! But that’s a whole other topic and I’m not going to go into it now.

Perhaps it is time to step up my job hunting though. The last thing I want is for Hunter to grow up in a house where any job will do as long as it’s a paycheck. I want him to grow up seeing people who have pride in their work, enjoyment for their job and who receive appreciation for their contributions.

Holy crap am I all over the place or what?!

aaauuurrgggg!!

“Trim-Spa Baby”

HOLLYWOOD, Fla. - Anna Nicole Smith the voluptuous former Playboy centerfold who married an octogenarian billionaire and waged a legal battle for his fortune all the way to the Supreme Court, died Tuesday after collapsing at a hotel. She was 39.

Because I had to be the first….

I’m starting a pool. How do YOU think she died?:
Suicide?
Drug Overdose?
Murder?
“Trim-Spa Baby”?

This is just cool.

And just in time for Valentines Day. I can’t wait to hear more details about
this one.

They died with the comfort of each other and they were discovered together, how romantic.*

*unless they were brother and sister… then, not so much.

It’s all I got to day… sorry I’ve been scarce, I’ve been researching…