Ok, here's some pictures. This weekend we got to see Kirk Hinrich and Ben Wallace play at KU's Allen Fieldhouse. Corey was stoked, although we waited in line for about 45 minutes for autographs that never happened. But it was still awesome, living so far away from any NBA teams, chances are we won't see another game in a long time, if ever.






















And here is one tired dog. Murphy played all day with my brother's dog, Ace. We were watching TV in the living room where he is usually posted right there with us, but were surprised to find him in his own bed. He didn't even budge when I took this!

Drizzly gray

The sky is dismal, the weather is cold and rainy. I haven't felt like posting here because there's nothing to write about. Corey's dad is an ass and it makes me cry every time I think about what a loser he really is. It just makes me so sad for Corey. I don't understand it. He hasn't seen or talked to him in quite awhile. Corey did talk to him once for about 3 minutes and his dad had the nerve to say, "why haven't you called me?"

Agghhhh...I'm sure it's just the hormones that have me feeling all weepy though. As far as the pregnancy, I'm not as far along as I thought, I was off about a week or two, although I'm not so sure I believe the two week part. We do know it's a boy though. Jeff was really really disappointed, but I'm actually kind of relieved. I know how to handle boys....and girls can be so moody and bitchy. The boys are happy though, at least Corey is. At least this way if he never gets to see his other brother, I know he'll have this one by his side all the time.

Vacation in Cabo was fun. It was hot...and we all got sick. My mother-in-law had to go to the ER down there and even though we've been back for a week, she's STILL sick. I'm glad to be back though. I couldn't get used to the food. Our Mexican food is definitely different!

Last I heard she was....

Well I haven't updated in a while because my life has been pretty crazy. Corey's dad hasn't called him in like...four days. Since I told him Corey would not be allowed to spend the night until he told me where he lived. So fine...but the reason that he won't tell me where he lives is because he doesn't want me to drive down his street (Corey said he heard his dad tell somebody that if I drove down his street he'd call the police). Yeah, he's lost his mind. It took me a day or so to get over the fact that it was a slap in the face and that while he needs to grow up, I just needed to get over it. But since he's lost his mind, I don't very well want a crazy man driving down my street, so we can just find a meeting place from now on. BUT...that still doesn't mean that I'm going to let me son stay over night in a place that I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS!

And...this has put a kink in my plans to go on my belated honeymoon to the Cabo's. Well not really a kink, because I have friends and family that were ready and willing to take on Mr. C (Corey) for the week. But now I'll have to worry that he's sad that he's not staying at his father's, as was the original plan.

But I'm sure things will be fine. The crazy thing is that Corey hasn't even wanted to call him. I know he loves his dad, but he's even more afraid of him. Not like his dad would hurt him, just in the psychological, overbearing, pessimistic, do-what-I-say way. Fucking jerk.

Anyway, we are so stoked to go on vacation. I have never been to Mexico and sooo love the beach. I'll be drinking plenty of virgin daiquiris and soaking up the sun. I might just get a little freaky in the ocean or on the beach. Or both!

So here's my "last I heard she was...' (google your name, then "last I heard she/he was")

...Last I heard she was setting up her own PR company

...last I heard she was taking massage therapy classes at night

...last I heard she was in Bedfordshire

...last I heard she was hugging these women (my favorite)

...last I heard she was at the Pacific School of Religion in Berkeley (yeah right!)

...last I heard she was on vacation

And that's exactly where I'll be!

Karma

Oh, I know I totally believe in Karma now. I hate saying this, but I really think it's true. Don't get me wrong, I don't wish pain, trouble and certainly not death on ANYONE. Sometimes bad shit happens. To good people. But this is just too much.

My Ex husband who is now something like 36 is with a chic who is what...20? Yeah, he met her when she was our next door neighbor. When she was like....14! Sick. So I don't feel one bit bad putting this on the internet, given those facts. Anyway, so they just had a kid who had a congenital heart defect, had surgery and was in the hospital for a week. I assume they don't have medical insurance. And on top of that, I guess something was still in her uterus, she almost bled to death, had to have surgery, and their house they just moved into flooded with a foot of water. Wouldn't you be wondering, if this happened to you, what have I done wrong? Seriously. And what's even funnier is that a couple of months ago, I had a conversation with him that went something like this; "maybe when we're older, we might get back together, because after she has this baby, I'm outta here. She's too ignorant." Hah!! I said, "yeah right, you mean when we're like 90?" He's got such issues. And now he won't speak to me, I'm pretty sure it's because he finally figured out that there was no hope, I was not flirting with him, merely being nice because he's the father of my child. Dumbass!

So, my allergies are kicking my ass! My trashcan here at work is literally overflowing with tissues. And all I can take is benadryl and sudafed. Right, so I can what, fall asleep at work?

Check out this kick ass picture of my G-pimp son:

Yeah, he's my little pimp daddy. He's growing up so fast! His favorite song right now is "Remember the Game" by Fort Minor. And he wants me to order him Proactiv. Yes, you can't tell here, but he NEEDS it!

I took him to get an echocardiogram and it looked fine they said. He was relieved. At least he gets his good heart from his momma!

lost a post

I am so mad, I just lost a post I was typing! Where did it go?? AAARRGGHHH!!!!

So fine then, here's a family picture taken with my cell phone. We played Ultimate Frisbee, 2 hand touch and volley ball. We were all beat. We were missing Mike and his girl though. Mike's the clown and everybody was disappointed he wasn't be there. Front row left to right is Corey, Murphy the dog, and Mason. Next row is Mom, Renee (Thom's girl), Regiane, Joe and Dad. Back row is Thom and Jeff.

Drama - again

Well, I've been pulling hair out AGAIN because of Corey's father's stupid games. First off, David apparently moved last week. Cool. No big deal. But he told Corey NOT to tell. And certainly NOT to tell me WHERE he moved to. WTF?? I have never done anything other than pick Corey up or drop him off. I don't park, I don't look towards the house other than to make sure Corey went in the door. I don't even honk when I'm picking him up!

Then, OB (old bitch...well she's not really "old", she's at least 15 years YOUNGER than David), had their baby on Saturday. That's nice.....Corey got to go up and see the baby, hold him and all. I'm supportive of that, the baby is Corey's brother. No drama on my part. Well, now I guess there is something wrong with him that requires surgery. Corey was SO upset when he got off the phone with his dad. Do you know what his dad said? Not to tell me anything about it. WTF? What do I care? All I care about is that Corey was besides himself in hysterics. And I can say nothing to calm him down. I don't know if the kid's going to live or die or what.


......To be continued.

Unsniffable

I have a problem. And it makes me feel very un-girly at times. No matter what brand or what format, NO perfume sticks to me. I mean, I can put on the best, prettiest, newest scent and even half an hour later, nothing. You can't smell anything. You know how some girls who have recently washed their hair and maybe put it up in a clip for a few hours, then later take it down and your blown away by the lovely scent still residing in their hair from their shampoo/conditioner? Me? Nothing. No smell. I've tried spray on, dab on, roll on perfume, body sprays, lotions and shower gel. Even if say I use the SAME scent shower gel, lotion AND perfume? Still, nothing.
There is one and ONLY one that sticks to me. Ralph Lauren Blue. I love it I really do, but it's only for certain occasions/moods. Ok, maybe 2, Angel stuck on me really good too, but my husband got sick of it years ago. In fact, that's the same with Blue. The only 2 perfumes that will stay on me, and he hates them.
I've tried spraying it on my clothes, hair and every imaginable spot on my body. I've rubbed in, and not rubbed in. I've gone lightly, and heavily. I have gotten in a jam a few times, because I decided to go heavy and whatever article of clothing I had on, decided just this once to hold it in.

Well, Corey and I are going to the Chiefs (The Chefs as we call them) game tonight, if anything to see his boy, Reggie Bush play. Corey was a huge fan of USC last year and Bush was his favorite. There is nothing like a Chiefs game though, even though they do suck sometimes. I'm curious if any other NFL team does this. I'm sure it sacrilegious, but at the end of the national anthem, when the song says, "and the hooome....of theee....." we Kansas Citians DO NOT say brave. Oh no. There is a huge resounding ....."CCHHIIIEEEFFFSSSSS!!!" And you have to say it in your lowest, most guttural voice possible. Like I said, sacrilegious, I know. But damn, it gives ya chills. The only other NFL game I've been to was IN Dallas when they played the Chiefs. I was always curious if that was something ALL teams did. But apparently not in Dallas. Because aside from seeing RED everywhere, all you could heard was a deep, resounding "Chiefs!" Several Cowboy fans around me looked around in confusion. In fact I think the whole stadium was kind of in shock. It was pretty hilarious actually. Too bad I can't drink a beer!