Quick Home #2 Update

Quick update before I head off to what we lovingly refer to as home #2. We've gotten so much done there. We ripped up carpet in the bathroom and office (some mold damage but we can take care of that). We started painting the office which should be finished today. A lot of cleaning has been done. Mom and grandma came Thursday and whipped the place into shape as moms and grandmas are good at. Grandma had a little accident which involved falling, grabbing freezer door, falling some more, hitting head on ground, and cutting arm on cabinets. It was sad. I felt really bad.

The assholes took the living room furniture that they said would be staying, so I'm a little pissed about that.

Gotta go. Will update some more later.

OFFICIALLY OURS!

So, it is officially ours other than the fact that I have to go to the dmv to get a new title. Sooooo much work to be done. But, they took the living room furniture that they said they were going to leave. Very disappointed about that.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/tonyarachel/

That is where you can see more pictures of the trailer. Russell took a lot more when we were there today.

Tomorrow, I'm going to go out after class in the morning and start the cleaning process. We think we might have to replace all of the carpet because it's stained really bad, but I'm going to try to see what the carpet cleaner does for it tomorrow. If anyone wants to come clean with me tomorrow, then give me a call. lol

Other than that, I am too tired to give any more details. We had some loan difficulties, so I'll post more about that later. Toodles for now.

GOOD NEWS!!

Well, we've already made a deal to buy the trailer we saw this morning. He started off asking $11,000, but he's allowing us to have it for $10,000. He's giving us EVERYTHING in it which is a lot, and even though there are some things we'll want to get rid of, there is a lot of good things in it including nice furniture and 2 or 3 dressers. A lot of my pictures turned out crappy because I forgot to put the flash on at first, plus I don't have a lot of pictures because I felt weird taking them, but here are some.

This is the outside including a shed (shed needs painted).















This is the kitchen which they've left dishes and such out. Nice, but needs cleaned.















Blurry without flash. This will be the computer room.















YAY FOR US WE HAVE A HOME! And we'll probably have it within the next couple of weeks to start hardcore cleaning and getting rid of the crap we don't want. After we decide what we do and don't need, we'll let you guys know incase you need or want some of the stuff. Yay! Yay yay!!

Oh, then only things I REALLY despise is that there is carpet in one of the bathrooms....that is a no no. So, we will have to rip that out and redo that floor which might be a nasty job. Rusty will definitely have to take his allergy medication for that one because I bet it's moldy as hell.

More trailer fun

This morning we are going to go see trailer #3 of the pictures in the other post. It's a 1992, and he wants $11,000 for it, but I bet we can talk him down a bit. I'm so excited that I can't even sleep which is bad for me. I can never not sleep. I've been up since 7:30am, and I didn't even have to get up until 9:00am. You know I'll be napping later. I'm REALLY hoping that it's nice inside because I just want all this to be done and over with.

OHHH, I forgot to tell you what happened with the other trailer. He called and told us that her loan did go through, BUT the lot rental people didn't know if they wanted her there since they found some bankruptcies when they checked her out. So, he made us wait a whole other day to know whether we could buy it or not, and when he finally called us, he said "Unfortunately, the lady is able to rent the lot. So, it IS sold. We are sorry for the inconvenience." Selfish jackass. So, that threw that idea out of the window. So, everyone cross your fingers that this is a nice trailer.

OHHHH, I also forgot to tell you that when I called the guy about the trailer we're going to see this morning, I could hardly understand his accent, but he did say someone else might buy it. But, the next time I talked to him, he said "Well, the guy is in the hospital in critical condition. He's probably going to die. So, you can buy it." LMAO! That was real smooth. But, this guy lives in another state now, so he's having a girl friend show it to us today, and her English is worse than his. She didn't even understand what I meant when I asked her if we could bring a camera to take pictures of the rooms.....
Well, this ought to be tons-o-fun.

That's MY driveway!

Well, I forgot to mention our little mishap the other day while going to see the trailer. We were just driving around slowly looking at the trailers to see if any were for sale because we were there a little early (traffic wasn't as bad as what I had expected that night). All of the sudden, this lady in a car was riding our ass. I turned off on another road, but apparently, that was the way she was going too, and she looked pretty peeved, so I decided it was best just to pull over, put on my emergency blinkers, and let her pass. So, instead of going around, she sat in her car, waving her hands in the air, and making a scrunched face while saying nasty words that I couldn't quite make out. We couldn't figure out what the hell she was doing. We didn't understand why she didn't know that we pulled over to let her around since we were going so slow. We thought she was a total moron and just being a bitch. So, all of the sudden, she got out of her car, and I was going to have a hay day with this one. I couldn't wait for her to come up to our window so I could be a bad ass and tell her was a tard she was. But, she got to the window, I rolled it down, and she said "Umm, you're in my driveway." And she said it like we were the stupidest people known to man. Of all the places for me to pull over to let her around. In what crazy world did she think that we were supposed to know that that was HER driveway? OH my goodnes, like, I should have known all along that was where you were going...my bad. What a bitch...lol.

Bad trailer news

So, we went and looked at #2 last night. It was kinda dirty and stuff was everywhere, but that's only because they're in the process of fixing some stuff. We decided that yes, we wanted that trailer, so I called the guy today to see if we could give him some kind of deposit now in order to hold it until we can get a loan finalized, but he informed us that another woman is in the process of trying to get a loan to buy the trailer. Humph. How disappointing. The only good news about the whole thing is that he said she was having trouble getting the loan, and she was supposed to find out today if it was going through. If it doesn't go through, then the trailer is ours, so he is supposed to call us tomorrow in order to let us know whether we can have it or not. Everyone keep their fingers crossed.

Bye bye trailor

Well, someone bought our first choice for a trailor (even though we hadn't see the inside, yet). That one was the #1 picture. The lady called and left a message saying not to bother to come to look at it tonight because someone just bought it. They seemed really nice, too. The one we're seeing tonight is #2, so not bad. I just hope it has a big bathtub/bathroom like the other one did. Here in a couple of minutes, we're going to go drive around a couple of trailor parks to look for phone numbers to call. I really hope we find one soon.

I did my CPR course yesterday morning. It was fun, and I actually met someone that seems really nice who is in the same program that I am. Maybe next time I post, I will give some life-saving pointers that I learned. Now, I'm going to go get something to eat since I just woke up.

Trailors!!

I went to Independence Hill today to take some pictures of trailors that were for sale so we could look at them, call to get info, and find out which ones we want to go see. So far, we have three we like that we're going to see Monday.

#1















2 Bedrooms/2 Bathrooms (garden tub)

Comes with stove, Fridge, Washer/Dryer, and a dining table with chairs, central air

Year: 1989

Asking Price: $13,000 OBO

#2

3 Bedrooms/2 Bathrooms

Comes with Stove, Fridge, Washer/Dryer, Central air (recently recharged)

Year: 1993

Asking Price: $14,500

#3

3 Bedrooms/2 Bathrooms

Comes with Dishwasher, stove, fridge, central air, shed

Year: ?

Asking Price: $11,000

Welp, I have to go to work, or I'll be late. Let me know what you think.

Perfect end to a long ass day.

So, I had class all day long, and I also went to get my titer done. The titer is used to see if I have enough Hepatitis B antibodies in order to be immune from the disease if I come in contact with it. Well, as I've said before, they always have trouble finding my veins just like my mom. Well, this nurse lady poked at my right arm about 5 times before she decided to try my left. She actually got it on the first try with the left arm...but now I'm bruised...lol. BUT it's done.

So, Russell worked from 7:00am to 4:00pm today, so I got to see him for like 15 minutes before I went to Theatre class (except for the 30 minutes I went to see him on his lunch break). Well, I went shopping real quick after class, and when I came home, Russell had cleaned the house, too out the garbage, gathered all the dirty clothes so he could wash them tomorrow, lit candles, ran me a hot bubble bath, and put our **honeymoon candle by the bathtub with the lights off. Even though he had worked in the cold all day, he decided that I was having a long, hard week and decided to do these sweet things for me when he could have been relaxing instead. Do I have the sweetest husband or what?




**The honeymoon candle is a purple glass candle that was given to us in our cabin on our honeymoon in the Smokey Mountains. We lit it outside every night when we were in the hottub. Ooo la la.

Hepatitis B shots blow!

I recently had a little scare. I thought I had all three of my Hepatitis B shots completed, but my mother informed me that she though I only received two. She didn't want me to get the third one because she heard on the news that some people had gotten it from the vaccinations, but I thought I had gotten it anyway. Well, I couldn't remember exactly when she said that so it started to freak me out because if you stopped at two and didn't get the third on time, then you would have to start the 6 month span of shots all over again. Well, I just found out that I infact had all three shots...THANK YOU GOD! So, I'll probably go today to get blood drawn to get my titer down and out of the way to finish that whole immunization mess up. Now all that is left is my CPR course which I should be completing this Sunday from 8-noon. It's only $20 if anyone wants to join me and learn how to save a life.

Little by little

Well, I've been getting all my nursing stuff done little by little. Yesterday, I spent A LOT of time in the hospital. I went there in between my first two classes and finished my criminal background check. Then, I went to the bookstore and spent $62 on one name badge, 3 nursing patches, and one navy blue lab coat. Crazy, I know. I think I'm going to see if Russell's dad can order the rest for cheap since he orders medical stuff a lot anyway. I'M SO DAGGON EXCITED! Then, later in between my last two classes, I went back to get my PPD done (which is the test to see if you've been in contact with Tuberculosis). I have to go back either Thursday or Friday in order to check my arm to see if I have...I doubt it. Oh, and I also found out that it's going to cost me $47.50 to get my titer done for Hepatits B in order to see if I have enough antibodies. If I don't, then I have to pay even more for a freaking booster shot! Damn you nursing school for making me go broke just to learn! I think they should make all this available to you for free since you have to pay so much to go anyway.

Yay for nursing. Yay for me.

Wow. I just got a letter in the mail for nursing starting May 22, and it's crrrazy! I have so much to do in order to prepare. I even got my list of classes already:

MONDAY: Health Assessment 8am-1pm
TUESDAY: Basic Nursing Intervention 7am-2pm
WEDNESDAY: Basic Nursing Intervention 7am-2pm
THURSDAY: Basic Concepts of Nursing 9am-12pm
FRIDAY: Basic Concepts of Nursing 9am-11am (it says 11pm, but I'm hoping it was just a typo!)

Wow, am I going to be busy or what? This is only NINE HOURS of classes!! Doesn't look like it! I thought this was going to be a cakewalk, but it looks like I was terribly wrong!

Anyway, I have to call right away to order my WVU SON name pin, WVU SON patches for my uniforms, and navy blue lab coat. I also have to purchase my very own two-way head stethoscope and 5 1/2" bandage scissors. I also have to go get a criminal background check done, take a CPR class again, buy a bunch of dress clothes for class, and get a TB test which I hear might be painful. AND, I have to provide all documentative proof of my immunizations....which means I might have to get a tetanus shot, too. *sad face* Those hurt! So much to worry about! I can't wear lots of jewelry, not that I do, but I'd like the option! It has to do with cross-infection. No nail polish. No footies or colored socks.

But even with all this to do and worry about, I AM STILL REALLY DANG EXCITED! AREN'T YOU ALL EXCITED TO START HEARING ABOUT ALL MY NURSING EXPERIENCES?! lol

Things that make you go awwwww.

Found these on the web. Just thought I'd share. BTW, these are not pictures of Gunther. lol

I would like to drown myself in the Wal-Mart toilet.

This is going to be short because I am very tired, but I am aware that I have not updated in an eternity.

Last week, instead of coming home in between classes, I decided to park at the Colliseum parking lot, eat my lunch from taco bell, set my cell phone alarm clock, and take a nap that lasted over an hour...in the car...in the parking lot. So not like me. I normally have a hard time sleeping in a car unless I am totally wiped, so apparently I was pretty tired. I didn't even put my seat back so I could stretch out my cramped legs. I slept, and it was beautiful.

Classes are good. I had my first test last week. I wasn't as prepared as I should have been, but hopefully I will get it back in the morning with a "decent" grade on it.

Russell's mommy had surgery last week, but all is well. She seems to be doing good. Ross and her 25th wedding anniversary was this month. How sweet.

The moving is coming up real soon. We're in the process of making plans to go back to our helper lady to converse with her about what we're interested in and yada yada so she can start the search to find us what we want. I'm really excited. It's going to be hard work and a lot of stress, but I think it's definitely worth it. I can't wait! We move out in May, so you might want to start saying your goodbyes to the apartment now...lol.

Gunther is doing fabulous. He took a spell of throwing up a bunch for a while which freaked me out. But then, being the detective that I am, I figured out that he has been trying to drink water out of this bowl that has one of those sharks that you put in water and it grows. Well, the water is completely disgusting, old, and full of nasty shark shit. After I covered the bowl up, I haven't seen him throw up since. Kudos to my wonderful detective skills.

Oh, I had a nasty episode the other day. I was feeling fatter than normal, so I decided to do the quicky 8 minute Taebo workout since I had to go to work soon. I figured something was better than nothing. So, seeing as though it was only an 8 minute workout, they had to keep you moving. Well, I was doing fine until he completely stopped moving and started stretching. Well, apparently out-of-shape + no liquid + boiled eggs for breakfast + moving a lot than completely stopping = barf city. I started feeling really queasy all of the sudden, so I went to the bathroom and barfed 4 times. Let's just say that boiled eggs coming back up doesn't taste or smell so swell. That was fun. Won't be doing that again. And fuck you Billy Blanks.

Since I barfed doing an 8 minute workout, I decided maybe I should slow it down starting back out. I thought a good idea was for me to go to the rec center in between classes where I have 2 or 3 hour breaks and riding the bike while I read for class and listen to music. I kill 2 birds with one stone while enjoying one of my favorite things...good music. I know some people say that can't read and listen to music at the same time, but it helps me to concentrate. Other noise bothers me, so the music blocks that out and relaxes me. That's how I study sometimes, too. You should try it sometime.

I need to get some priorites straight: lose some weight to be healthy, study to learn and get good grades, and GET A NEW DAMN JOB! Especially one that doesn't make me want to drown myself in the Wal-Mart toilet.

Please PLEASE call me Ruby!!!! For my sanity...and Russell's.

Okay, so I guess I had a lot to say, and it wasn't so short. Get over it.

Weight Loss Routine

A guy calls a company and orders their 5-day, 10 lb. weight loss program. The next day, there's a knock on the door and there stands before him a voluptuous, athletic, 19-year-old dressed in nothing but a pair of Nike running shoes and a sign around her neck. She introduces herself as a representative of the weight loss company. The sign reads, "If you can catch me, you can have me." Without a second thought, he takes off after her. A few miles later, huffing and puffing, he finally catches her and has his way with her. The same girl shows up for the next four days and the same thing happens. On the fifth day, he weighs himself and is delighted to find he has lost 10 lb. as promised.

He calls the company and orders their 5-day, 20 lb. program. The next day there's a knock at the door and there stands the most stunning, beautiful, sexy woman he has ever seen in his life. She is wearing nothing but Reebok running shoes and a sign around her neck that reads, "If you catch me you can have me." Well, he's out the door after her like a shot. This girl is in excellent shape and it takes him a while to catch her; but when he does, it's worth every muscle cramp and wheeze. For the next four days, the same routine happens. Much to his delight, on the fifth day he weighs himself only to discover that he has lost another 20 lbs. as promised.

He decides to go for broke and calls the company to order the 7-day, 50 lb program. "Are you sure?" asks the representative. "This is our most rigorous program." "Absolutely," he replies, "I haven't felt this good in years." The next day there's a knock at the door; and when he opens it he finds a huge, hairy male standing there wearing nothing but pink running shoes and a sign around his neck that reads, "If I catch you, you're mine."

I hope my feet don't fail me now.

Classes are good. It's going to be a lot of reading even though I only have 4 classes, but so far I have a buttload of reading for each class. Maybe I'll actually try to keep up with it this semester.

Apartment looks like shit. Needs cleaned badly. Maybe I'll quit being so lazy and do it tomorrow. I have one class at 8:00am, but I know I'll have to go back to bed when I come home. I also needs to go to the bank.

Well, I hope this semester goes smoothly for me.

Not much to say tonight. Just felt like rambling a bit.

Medical Scam Alert!!

Please, people, do not fall for this. It is a medical scam. I repeat, it is a medical scam, people!

Things that make you go "hmmm"

1. Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, "I think I'll squeeze these dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out of them?"
2. Who was the first person to say, "See that chicken there...I'm gonna eat the next thing that comes out of it's butt."
3. Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat?
4. Why is there a light in the fridge and not in the freezer?
5. If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a song about him?
6. Can a hearse carrying a corpse drive in the carpool lane?
7. If the professor on Gilligan's Island can make a radio out of a coconut, why can't he fix a hole in a boat?
8. Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?
9. Why does your OB-GYN leave the room when you get undressed if they are going to look up there anyway?
10. Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They're both dogs!
11. If Wile E Coyote had enough money to buy all that Acme crap why didn't he just buy dinner?
12. If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?
13. Is Disney World the only people trap operated by a mouse?
14. Why do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?
15. Stop singing and read on............
16. Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet Soup?
17. Why do they call it an asteroid when it's outside the hemisphere, but call it a hemorrhoid when it's in your ass?
18. Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?
19. Does pushing the elevator button more than once make it arrive faster?

Slutty Santa Costumes and Weenie Guns

I am so not ready for school again. I needed my long winter break in order to regain my mental strength to start anew, but no...they have to cut my freaking break short this year. It's ok. I'll be alright. I just want to whine about it a little more. Here is the class list:

• ANPH 424 ~ Physiology of Reproduction
• ANPR 356 ~ Small Ruminant Production
• ENGL 252 ~ Appalachian Literature
• THET 101 ~ Introduction to Theatre

I've ordered all of my reading material for the english class on half.com, so that is all taken care of. I've gotten most of them in the mail already. These are my last "animal" courses. Next stop...humans. *twilight zone theme music* I only needed like 5 hours to graduate, so this is what I take. Yikes. My first class is at 8:00am tomorrow morning. That should be tons-o-fun.

Oh, let's see....enough about school. We went to Russell's parents' for the weekend, and we had a really good time. We got to spend some time with his nephew, Jacob, who wanted me to shoot him in the weenie with a pop gun...lol. The poor kid is three years old. Leave him alone. Hehehe. Oh, but someone without an excuse is my dear husband:

~Begin Story Here~

Russell's brother and sister-in-law got us a very thoughtful gift for Christmas. It was a one-size-fits-all slutty Santa costume which included a fuzzy bra and thong that tied on each side. Well, Russell's mom thought it would be a good idea to offer him $20 to put on the outfit and trollup around everyone that was sitting downstairs (this included his mom and dad, brother+wife, sister+husband, 3 nieces, and 2 nephews...all under the age of 6). I was the lucky one who got to help him dress. BTW, just for your information, he did wear a pair of tighty whities underneath the thong so the junk didn't hang out. It was the funniest damn shit I have ever seen! I about pissed my pants. He even sat on my lap, and we got a picture of of me looking down his bra with an excited look on my face. I do believe the pictures are now surfacing on the internet. We are thinking about suing anyone who does...lol.

~End Story Here~

Welp, now that I have ensured that everyone has nightmares about Russell in a slutty Santa thong, I will go to bed.

Fart Football

An old married couple no sooner hit the pillows when the old man passes gas and says, "Seven Points!"

His wife rolls over and says, "What in the world was that?"

The old man replied, "Its fart football."

A few minutes later his wife lets one go and says "Touchdown, tie score."

After about five minutes the old man lets another one go and says, "Aha. I'm ahead 14 to 7.

Not to be outdone the wife rips out another one and says, "Touchdown, Tie score.

Five seconds go by and she lets out a little squeaker and says, "Field goal, I lead 17 to 14."

Now the pressure is on the old man. He refuses to get beaten by a woman, so he strains real hard. Since defeat is totally unacceptable, he Gives it everything he's got, and accidentally poops in the bed.

The wife says, "What the hell was that?"

The old man says, "Half time, switch sides."



Sure does sound familiar.....

No Beach for Tonya

Well, I'm super bummed. I emailed my new nursing advisor to find out if it's possible for me to miss a week of school this summer to go to the beach with Russell's family. Well, come to find out I would be missing 2 days of clinicals, a test, and 8 hours of class. She said she didn't think it was a good idea seeing as though I have to have so many hours of clinicals in order to graduate, and with this being a "speedy" program, it would be extremely hard to make up.

We were going to have soooo much fun, too. I'm really upset about this.

Holiday Update

Let's see...
I haven't posted in a while, so a lot has been going on. Christmas was grrreat! Russell and I had our Christmas that morning. He got me a new blowdryer, a pretty purse, 20 questions, this little thing that you hold a button and it spins with pretty lights, The Alvin and the Chipmunks Christmas cd, and a very sweet and precious gift. But, this one needs a little explaining.
If you know me, then you know that I played softball ever since I was little all the way through high school. It was something that was very important to me. We always saved all of our gloves that we had at the house, but dad got ahold of them after I left, and he gave them all away to an old girlfriend's kids. I was so heartbroken that my gloves were gone. So...the gift he got me was a brand new softball glove with a new softball, and on the softball he wrote a very sweet and special message. (For our eyes only, so you can't know what it says...lol) But, it was so great that it made me cry. He put a lot of thought into that gift.

So, then we went to my mommy's house and exchanged presents. She got my a pretty turtle neck sweater, an awesome scarf, and a new little coat with some fur on it. We has breakfast for dinner and watched some movies. Then, when mom went to bed, we traveled over to the Young's household. Russell's mom and dad were in awe of the 20 questions. We had a blast with that thing. I even got it to say "POOP"! Russell's mom got it to say "WOMB". I thought that was a pretty good one. I tried to make it say "penis", but instead it said "muscle"....close enough for me. On Monday, we chased about 20-25 VERY pregnant cows down the road to move them to another spot. It got a little hectic because a fourwheeler and a big truck came down the road right at them, they got spooked and ran down into the woods which made for a very tired Russell and his dad for running up and down the hills with briars and trees in their way trying to get the cows back to the road. But after that it was smooth sailing.

I got nasty sick last week. It lasted FOREVER, but now it's starting to let up. I had to call off work a bit for it which kinda sucks seeing as though I'm only given 14 hours this week and next...humph. Oh well. It's a nice little break before school starts up again. BTW, I am very pissed that school is starting back so early. I needed a longer break than this. Damn you WVU. But no damn you WVU for the sugar bowl win last night. Eat that Georgia.

New Years wasn't anything special. I still was feeling pretty shitty, and Russell was too, so we stayed home. We ordered some yummy food at Bob Evans with our gift card we got, and we picked it up and brought it home to eat. We played games most of the night, and we tried to make it to the tv for the ball to drop. It said we had 10 seconds on our atomic clock, but I think they dropped it early because I tunred on the tv right away and it had already finished. Damn you Mariah Carey. You can't tell time.

OH, and while I was sick, I finished Resident Evil 4. 10 hours straight of playing with only breaks for the bathroom and pizza and 15 minutes of Sex and the City. I was a little disappointed because it was definitely not as good as Resident Evil Code Veronica X, but it was still okay, which reminds me that I want to start playing that game again!!

Christmas Booty

Hey ya'll! It's Christmas eve! I am bored enough to post even though it's almost 11:00pm, and I need to be washing up the dishes and making my yummy pepperoni rolls with cheese to take to mom's house tomorrow to heat up for lunch along with the potato soup I made.

Russell and I are having our Christmas in the morning. I can't wait to see what he got me, although I am kinda sad that the things I got him aren't that exciting. I just couldn't think of ANYTHING good this year. That's pretty much the same for everyone, though. I couldn't think of anything good for everyone...so Merry Christmas...your gifts suck.

I should be watching "A Christmas Story".

Maybe I'll get some Christmas booty tonight. Bwahahah!

Ortho Novum 777

Hormones suck. I recently had to switch from Ortho-Tricyclen to Ortho Novum 777 due to a small problem with some side effects. Well, anyway, since the hormones are obviously different, it is driving me nuts. I feel too emotional right now, and I don't like it. Fuck you, Ortho Novum 777, and the doctor that prescribed you.

No more Wal-Mart for YOU!

I am going to say this once more: STOP COMING TO WAL-MART! We don't want to see you there! We don't get Christmas bonuses this year anyway, so we do not require your sales. Thank you.

Anyways, grades are up. I got 3 A's and one B. The only reason I got a B is because I stopped caring and stopped going to class for that one, so yeah. Could have had a 4.0, but instead I got a 3.75 which still isn't too shabby. It's funny that I get better grades now with harder classes when I hardly try anymore than I did at the beginning when I tried hard at easier classes. Weird.

I'm sleepy, and I can't think of anything else to say right now, so I will post more later. Maybe tomorrow since I am off, and I'll probably be bored enough to post. BUT, also doing laundry, cleaning, and seeing Andi tomorrow.

Stuff blows

I am just so down and stressed right now. I feel like giving up. The only final that I even care about is my plant pathology exam, and that's only because I respect the professor and don't want to let him down. I feel like I'm getting sick. I ALWAYS get sick on finals week. I have even been eating shitloads of vitamin c drops! Who knows. Work is work as always. Wal-Mart keeps getting busier and busier. It's crazy. Yesterday, Russell and I couldn't even find a place to park. WE waited on these two older women forever because they were loading up their car. So we sat for like 5 minutes while they did that, and one lady took her sweet ass time putting her cart up (well, she put it up at least, I guess), and then they waited that whole time, got back to their car, looked at us and mouthed "we're not going anywhere". Bitches. Why would you do that to someone. If I wasn't leaving, and I saw someone waiting there with their blinker on beside me, I would have told them right away so they wouldn't have to waist their time like we did.

I got a call from mom yesterday. Dad called her. He's trying to get to me through her, and it REALLY pisses me off. When I was little, he found a tumor in his chest that he had to have removed. It was benign. So, now he's calling her saying that he has found more tumors and that he only has a couple of years to live. He says he has no one because Loralie left him, took the kids, and wants a divorce. I asked her how he would even know how long he has to live. She said he doesn't want to go to the doctor since he has no one anyway, so she has no idea how he would know that. So, in other words, he's making up shit because he knows it would upset me. He begged her to get me to call him because one of these days he's not going to be there for me to call. And he knew that would bother me. But I don't want to talk to him. Mom says I should because she thinks I'll regret it if I don't ever talk to him again, but like I said...I don't want to. I wouldn't know what to say. Russell keeps trying to remind me that my real dad died a long time ago. Now is not the time for me to have to deal with this shit. But of course he would be the one to deal me drama during finals week.

Even more drama coming from work. This girl I work with at the service desk has always been REALLY nice to me...until now. I was sent back over there after being on regular register in order to give her a break, but she had a long line...which I would have dealt with, BUT the CSM said "you won't leave her with this long line will you?" And for some reason that majorly pissed her off that she assumed that she would leave me with a long line...which I really didn't care about. So she felt that she must stay until EVERY single person at the service desk area was no longer there. I kept telling her to go ahead and go to break. I would take care of the line. But she kept saying no. Well, this was going to make me late for my break, too, so she really needed to just go. So I kept trying to be nice and tell her it was okay to go, and she snapped. "DON'T YOU EVER TELL ME TO GO TO BREAK AGAIN! YOU ARE NOT MY SUPERVISOR! I WILL GO TO BREAK WHEN I FEEL LIKE IT!" What a bitch. This is what I get for trying to be nice! So I just didn't talk to her. So then later she told me not to be mad at her because she was not mad. Oooooooookay. Right. AND THEN, later on she went to break, came back for a few minutes, then disappeared again for a while. So I was talking to another associate when she came back, and she rudly interrupted me to tell me that I needed to go to back so she could go to lunch so I could leave on time. Yeah, I know what we're thinking. Did I say it? No, I didn't because I'm a coward. I should have said "YOU'RE NOT MY SUPERVISOR, BITCH!" But no. Those words did not come out of my mouth. I went to break just to get away from her. How was I supposed to go anyway since she disappeared? Hmm. So they were telling me that I would have to stay until she came back from lunch which would have made me like 15 minutes late leaving. So she comes back early, and I asked her why. She said "so YOU could go home". Excuse me? I did not ask you to come back early. Sheesh.

MMM Cheesecake

I could eat a whole entire cheesecake by myself. And I would love every second and every bite of it.

Just thought you would like to know that.

Christmas pictures

This is Russell's sugar bear that he had growing up. This sucker is so old, and I am sad to say that he died this year. We got him out of the attic, and he no longer plays music. *tear*














This is our cheap nativity scene.














This is a cute Santa with his cow that Russell's mommy gave us last year.














Daddy, mommy, and Gunther's stockings. Ignore the clutter.















Our WVU (plus red bulbs for extra color) Christmas tree. We tried a new spot this year.

No MoRe AnYtHiNg!!

Well, I did have some pictures of our newly put up Christmas tree, BUT blogger is being retarded and the image thinger isn't working the way it should be.

So, anyways, I had a big plant pathology test today along with an animal physiology lab final. They both sucked. Enough of that.

I haven't been doing much other than working, studying, schooling, more working, sleeping, eating, and thinking about shooting myself. My days off from work are not really days off. I can't wait till this semester is over. I am in desperate need of a break. Well, I guess that won't be much of a break either because I got bumped up to 40 hours/week at work due to the hustle bustle of the holiday season, but atleast I can actually have a day off other than having to clean or something like that. I can't wait. I am so burnt out right now.

I needed to do laundry today. I didn't. I needed to do a lot of things today that I did not do. I work 2-11pm tomorrow. I do have Friday off, though, but once again...study, clean, laundry, etc. Fun.

I will post the pics later when blog is not pissing me off.

Nice ass.

Break was fantastical! We spent most of the week at Russell's parents' house. Here is one new thing I did over break:































































That was some scary shit if I do say so myself. And yes, I do realize that I look like a major dumbass in these pictures, but I cannot show how surprised I was on that jackass if I did not...lol.

We spent Thanksgiving with my mommy, and I got to show her all of my gross lab pictures. She liked them. We came home on Black Friday and had to work work work. Did I mention that I hate Wal-Mart?

Russell bought a PSP with his 20% discount. He loves it so far. He just HAD to buy a wireless router thing just so he could play with his PSP more. I, on the other hand, bought kitty litter with my 20% discount. Hehehe.

I decided what I wanted to do for all the girlies for Christmas. I'm making something, and I already started getting the stuff. So exciting. Hopefully, it does not turn out like crap.

Oh, and the annual doctor appointment is tomorrow. It's at 1:30pm, so if anyone feels like coming and sitting in the waiting room with me, it would be much appreciated. This will be my first time going by myself. I know how sad that sounds. At least I'm getting it over with. They better give me better birth control this time because the one I'm on right now is majorly sucking for me.

We haven't put up Christmas decorations, yet, and I'm very sad about that. I'm going to have to go ahead and get the stuff out of the attic or something, but I can't put up the tree until Russell and I have time off to be able to do it together.

2testsandafinalthisweek
majorsuckage
especiallysinceidon'tknowanyofitanditmakesmesickthinkingabouthavingtostudyforit
grrrrrrrr

We had our last sheep lab yesterday. Everything actually went VERY well! We even got to "explore" after we were done, although we didn't have much time seeing as though the lab took so long to begin with. I have lots of nice pictures, although I will warn you that they are very graphic. Keep in mind that these are research sheep that they will put down anyway, and they are completely anesthetized almost like a human would be if they were having surgery. They cannot feel a thing. I will only post a couple pics here because I don't want stupid people who don't understand leaving me shitty comments, so if you want to see the rest of the pictures, instant message me, and I will send them to you. They are actually some really cool pictures if you like that sort of thing.

You can't see much gore in this pic, but this is me and the sheep, smiling.














This is one of the members of the group giving a shot into the jugular to anesthetize the sheep.















That is probably the only ones I have that aren't gory, so like I said before, let me know if you want to see them.

Ugh and more Ugh

Why am I so terrified of change? It's crazy. I hate that about myself. I waould love to get my hair cut, but I'm too afraid to cut it because I think I'll miss my long hair. I can't do anything with my long hair, and it always stays back. Ugh. I'm also afraid to change things in a freaking game...isn't that insane?? It's everything that I can't easily reverse. The only thing in my life that I haven't been afraid of is things to do with Russell. I was never afraid to marry him or anything like that. He's pretty much the only thing I've been sure of.

And it seems that I can't even make my own decisions about anything. I'm always asking other people what they think I should do. I know it annoys the crap out of Russell, but I just can't help it. Why can't I be one of those people that just snap their fingers and can make a decision. This also includes job decisions, but I won't go into detail about that on here. Can we say dooce? Ugh X 2.

Thanksgiving is coming up soon. I'm a little sad, though, because Russell's brothers and sisters are not going to be able to come in as planned. Maybe only one of them and just for like a day. This is crappy. I like being able to see all of them. But, we're still going to go in and see his parents and my side of the family as well.

This week is the last sheep lab. I am planning on taking my camera so I can get some good pictures of what I see and do during these labs so I can share it with all of you, BUT the good ones might not go up here because I don't want hell for it for all those stupid people who like to throw fits about those sort of things. So, if you want to see the good ones, you'll have to ask for them so I can send them to you.

Well, I'm going to go pick up some and finish my application before I have to go to the hell hole called Wal-Mart.

I want some time.

Russell and I went on a little date last night. First we went to Bob Evans and had a very yummy dinner, and then we went to the mall to watch "Saw 2". It was actually really good, although I wish it would have ended with a little more info, but I won't give anything away for those of you who haven't seen it, yet. I have a bunch of crap coming up. Lots of work, a bunch of tests, and a lab report...fun. Next week we are not doing a sheep lab, but we get to listen to our professor's wife give a talk. I believe she's a surgeon, and she brings lots of pictures, and I heard it's a really interesting lecture. I'm excited and looking forward to it.

We're planning on going out with Andrea and Erik next Friday. Yay for fun! It's been a while since we've had our double date. Everyone is always so busy at different times. Who knows where we'll end up, but Kegler's is a good possibility. We can bowl and eat wingers whilst drinking cheap beer...lol. I'll need a little fun after my week-o-hell.

I am really not looking forward to going to work tomorrow. I don't know why, but at the moment I feel like I will be working forever until I'm off again, and it's driving me nuts just thinking about it. One of those gut feelings. Why can't I just not work and just go to school? There are so many spoiled brat kids who get their education and everything else paid for by mommy and daddy, and they never have to worry about a damn thing. They don't even know how good they have it, either. I wish we'd win the lottery or something so Russell and I could just sit home all day long and play World of Warcraft or do whatever else we want to do. Maybe I could actually do other things that I enjoy but don't have time for - like finish my RE4 game or play the Sims, or finish the blanket I started, or crochet, or watch tv, or read my books that haven't come in the mail, yet. I just want some time. Ruff.

Oh by the way, Russell and I both get a 20% discount ticket for one item a piece during Thanksgiving week, and we've been thinking about what we want to get with them, so if you have any ideas, let us know!

I'm ready to go to bed so I can cuddle my hubby. I cuddled up to him early this morning, and his shoulder was so cold, so I tried to keep it warm with my face. When he called me this morning on his break, he said I put him back to sleep when I cuddled up to him. Hehehe. Yeah, I know. Shutup and quit being so sappy, Tonya. Okay. Bedtime. My back hurts.

Quick Ranting Post

Here is a quick ranting post before I go to bed because I am awfully pissed tonight.

Rant #1: If you can't park, don't own a fucking car!! This is this dumbass who drives an orange car that lives at our apartment building, and they can never park right. Tonight I come home and actually find what should be a spot, but they are taking up a half of two parking spots. Assholes. I would have left a hate note, but I didn't have a pen...lol. Next time, I will be prepared.

Rant #2: If I tell you to get your fucking dog out of Wal-Mart, then listen to me and get your fucking dog out of Wal-Mart. I told that to two stupid bitches tonight, and they said, "in a minute" then went about their shopping. Did management do a damn thing about it? HELL NO! Surprises the hell out of me. So, when the health department shuts our Wal-Mart down because of it, then I will get blamed...watch and see.

Rant #3: Why is it that an employee can come in on their day off, dressed up for Halloween in the same thing they wore last year, and still be considered for the Halloween dress up contest? This lady is the most bullshit liar I have ever met, too. Everything that comes out of her mouth is bullshit. AND, she told me tonight that she had not voted, yet, so she went in and voted, and I have it on good authority that it was not her first vote today. She was there all day. Why would she wait until right before she left to vote...oh no....not her. It's really not that I care if I win or not because there were other people who had much better costumes than I did, and they put much more work in it, but SHE WASN'T EVEN WORKING THAT DAY! She does anything for attention, and she's a money grubber, and those are the only two reasons that she showed up at all. Bitch. Hehehe. By the way, this lady is like 80~something years old. She's a fake and a thief if you ask me. But that is a whole different story, and I have talked much longer than I planned. I am headed to bed, and I will tell the tale of my sheep cutting another day.

*Toodles*

Sugar, we're going down swinging.

It's been a while since I posted. Things have just kinda been crazy lately. I'm sitting at the library, like usual. Having no electricity sucks ass! I don't know if you realize, but it gets kinda cold when everything in your apartment is electric (including the heater), and there is no electric. That snow was just CRAZY! What the hell was that?

Anyways, we're going into Braxton tonight to stay with Russell's parents. Then we have to get up early in order to get some blood taken. That should be fun. At least I'll know if either one of us has anything wrong. That kinda makes me feel better, although lately I've been a little freaked about that sort of thing.

This week in animal physiology lab, we had to work on our own sheep. I thought I was okay with it, but something about tearing flesh of a live animal bothers me. Yeah, it's anesthatized and can't feel anything, but it's just weird, warm, and beating. I'd rather be working on something that's already dead, but then again I guess you couldn't really study the living body otherwise. The things we do are kind of neat, and we get to see things that you normally would not be able to see, but I kind of had a breakdown about it the other night. All the sudden, death was just so confusing to me. I just couldn't handle it. But, now I'm fine. I'm sure I'll be okay next week when we have another sheep, but hopefully I don't have another night like this week. If you knew me as a kid, though, something like that would seem normal. I use to always cry and cry to my mom about death. It was like an everyday thing. Kids shouldn't worry that much, but I was one of the most worry-wart kids you'd ever meet. I learned different techniques when I was younger to cope with my feelings about death, and after I grew up some, I would have those thoughts less and less, but I still sometimes get those awful feelings again. Now it's easier to ignore, but then I think that maybe I shouldn't be ignoring them. It's real life.

I know all of this is probably confusing to someone reading, but it all makes sense to me, and that is what's so....I don't know. Whatever. Add any word that you want. I'm done for today.

Bug Crisis

Welp, I forgot to tell everyone the story of my mystery bugs, so I'm going to update once again. Last night, Russell and I went to bed around midnight thirty, and then around 1:15 am, I started freaking out. I thought I saw tons of larger sized nat looking things flying around our bed. I jumped up really quick and started yelling at Russell. "TURN ON THE LIGHT! TURN ON THE LIGHT QUICK!!" I ripped him out of his sleep, so he didn't know what was going on. As soon as he turned on the light I realized that there was nothing around me. No bugs. No nothing. Let's just say that Russell wasn't too happy that I woke him up due to imaginary bugs seeing as though he had to get up at 6:00 am. Woops.

At least I haven't checked out any Wal-Mart customers in my sleep lately. That was a very bad time in my life. Hmph.

Sniff sniff

Russell and I took a three hour nap this evening before his big world of warcraft raid. Why is it that it's so much fun to take naps together? It seems more special than just sleeping together every night because everyone sleeps every night, but to take a nap together during the day means you actually enjoy sleeping beside one another. I know. I'm a big dork. And yeah, we definitely won't be able to sleep tonight.

I also have always had this fetish with smelling him. I can't get enough of it. Sometimes I just sit here, lean over, and smell his arm over and over and over. He smells so good, and I think it probably has something to do with his pheremones, as well. Ever since I met him I've had this thing with smelling him. Mmm...gotta love that old spice, too. :)

Do me a favor...leave me alone.

Why can't people just leave other people alone?! I would love to be able to walk back and forth to class without someone bugging me, but it just does not and will not happen. Whether it be the guideans (spelling?) or people trying to get your vote...leave me alone! I will not vote for you unless I know you anyway, so by you bugging me, I'm just going to not vote for you even more or worse, vote for the opposite person just because they left me the hell alone! Take today for instance, I was minding my own business walking to the library to update my life for all you loyal readers when out of nowhere, this guy stops me. You can kind of tell when these people have something in mind just by the way they stare at you when you're walking toward them. He stopped me and asked me if I wanted to buy some "interesting religious books from India for $1". Is this my punishment for not taking the stairs?? LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!
I don't know you.
I don't want to know you.
I don't want your product of any kind.
I don't want to sign your petition.
I already have three bibles.
I don't vote.
What else do you want from me? Hey, I'm not saying that I won't do all these things for my friends, because I do not mind doing that, but if I don't know you, don't freaking talk to me unless you're lost or need the time. Other than that, I'm dead to you. Get it? Probably not. This subject of human beings bothering other human beings will never end. People just love to be annoying.

I want my damn cookie dough poptart!!

It took me FOREVER to find a damn seat in the library today! What the hell? I always find an empty computer right away. I went to almost every freaking floor, too! So, finally I found one on the bottom floor, and now I can't eat my cookie dough poptart because all of the library trolls are watching me. They have x-ray glasses, and they know that I'm carrying a poptart in my purse, although they may not know that it's the deathly cookie dough poptart. I got yelled at once in here for having a drink! That had a lid on it! Never mind a crumbling poptart.

Animal physiology lab test is today. It really shouldn't be too bad. I know this stuff.

I spent buttloads of money yesterday on clothes, but I actually got some cute things like sweaters (pumpkin colored) and dressy shirts and a button up sweater...and nice pants. Maybe I won't look to shabby or like a hobo this fall. I felt bad about spending that much money, though, seeing as though Russell didn't find anything he wanted...*sad face*.

We were seriously looking at some houses in the Homes and Land catalogue, but when we looked online at the realtor's websites, each house was already under contract, so now I am furious. I WANT A HOUSE NOW DAMN IT! Who knows what we'll end up doing. We have until May, but when you're buying your first house, that really isn't that much time with all of the things that you have to do.

I want my cookie dough poptart. I'm losing ATP as we speak...losing it through typing that is and possibly through fidgeting as well.

I've been working at the courtesy desk more, and I've been seeming to like it. Time flies by a lot faster over there than up front. I'm not constantly checking my watch because I don't mind what I'm doing. I already got my 20 cent raise even though I haven't started there fully, yet...not until the new schedule, but I have been filling in when they don't have anybody. I can now do all of the Money Gram sending and receiving and money orders on the computer, so I'm not a total idiot.

OHH, and in my psychology class, we watched a film on the "wild child", and it was so moving...and it pissed me off. There was this 13 year old girl that they called "Genie" whom they found in her mom and dad's house tied to her potty chair. She was beaten any time she made a noise, so she never talked or communicated, and she lived most of her life tied to the potty chair. Because of this, she missed the critical period to learn language, and she seemed mentally retarded, even though they believed that she wasn't born that way. Scientists and psychologists were all fascinated by this, and they wanted to study her and teach her. They even taught her how to speak (even though it was high pitched and muffled), and they also taught her how to do sign language, but alas, the scientists did not record their research, and their granting was taken away. They always said how much they loved and cared for "Genie", so what did they do when the granting was pulled? They gave her back to her incompitent mother after being placed in many different foster homes. Her father had previously commited suicide, and her mother stated that she was also oa victem to her husband. She didn't live there very long before being placed in a home for mentally retarded adults where she still resides today. The people who said they loved her never saw her again.

It pisses me off because even though she was disabled due to the circumstances handed her, she was learning with gaining a mental age year every year after they found her. But, because they didn't have money anymore, they gave up on her, and sent her to the dogs. It is so disappointing. All in the name of science, right? I recommend that you go to your local library and find the movie about "Genie" also known as "The Wild Child".

Large glasses equals pissing my brains out.

I have a huge paper due and two tests this week, but am I using my free time productively? A big hell no to that one. Instead I am updating my blog. It's nice to know that I have my priorities straight. I am on the bottom floor of the library today. I normally go to the sixth floor, but the elevator is out of order, and I refuse to walk that many flights of stairs.

We went on a double date with Andrea and Erik on Friday night. We went and ate dinner at CJ Maggies which was very good. It's scary when you get a kick out of drawing penises on the table with a crayon and asking the waitress if they have any live pigs at least three times. Their glasses are so huge that I had to pee many times that night. After dinner (and horrid traffic) we went to the movies and watched "Corpse Bride" which was just okay. I probably wouldn't watch it again unless someone already had it on the tv. I also won a chicken that poops out a yolk sack. I will post pictures of that when I get home sometime. AND I bought a shirt about mullets, so that's cool also.

Welp, I will post more later, but I'm going to head to class early to see if I can catch Steffie today. I have been missing her for the past few weeks on our Monday meetings because I keep forgetting. BOO to me!

Shame on me

I'm sitting here in the library once again. It is much better than sitting on the hard floor at Brooke's for an hour. You know, I was thinking this morning, and I know absolutely nothing about wordly issues. I am not a wordly person at all. I'm more at home. I know everything that has and will effect me and my family and friends, but nothing else. I'm terrible. I don't watch the news or anything. Politics bore me, and I do feel for people that go through tragedies, but I don't watch them on the news. I read sometimes on the internet, but I don't have much time for that, and when I do, I end up doing something else. Shame on me.

I think lab is going to take the full five hours today, and I'm not too happy about that because I have to go to work tonight, and I need a break already.

I'm tired.

Courageous Women

Today I went to see mommy. I took her all her birthday presents, we went out to eat at Shoneys with Grandma and James, and then we came back to her house and watched "Monster-in-Law" (second time for me). They thought it was cute. I miss being able to see mom whenever. An hour and a half away is longer than it sounds, especially when work and school come into play.

I was thinking today about how amazing my mom and grandma are. My grandma took care of my grandpa for a long time while he was dying of cancer. It takes a very strong person to go through something like that and keep living. He died when I was 6 years old. My mom also endured all of that, and she was married to an awful man for 20 something years. A man who was a terrible alcoholic and would also disappear for days at a time on his drunken sprees. He was never abusive to her or I, but he stole from me, and beat the hell out of my brother on more than one occasion. She finally had the courage to leave. She had enough, and she left. That does take a lot of courage to finally leave knowing that after many years of being with someone, you are going to be alone. My grandma remarried a man that also had a spouse die, and I'm sure my mom will, too. I hope she finds someone that will treat her like a princess and give her everything in life that she deserves. I want her to be so happy, and I know right now has to be very hard for her. Especially now that neither I nor my brother can be there for her on a regular basis. I don't think I could ever be as strong as these two women. I look up to them for their courage.

This next week shouldn't be too awful - no tests and no lab reports. I think I have Thursday and Friday off, so that ought to be very nice although I do not want to work the rest of the days. We'll see how the week goes.

Senior Citizen Sex

A couple are having dinner at a restaurant and the husband leans over and asks his wife, "Do you remember the first time we had sex together over fifty years a go? We went behind this very tavern where you leaned against the back fence and I made love to you."

"Yes", she says, "I remember it well."

"Ok," he says, "How about taking a stroll around there again and we can do it for old time's sake?"

"Oh Charlie, you old devil, that sounds like a crazy, but very good idea!"

There's a police officer sitting in the next booth listening to all this, and having a chuckle to himself. He thinks, "I've got to see these two old-timers having sex against a fence. I'll just keep an eye on them so there's no trouble." So he follows them.

They walk haltingly along, leaning on each other for support, aided by walking sticks.

Finally they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to the fence.

The old lady lifts her skirt and the old man drops his trousers. As she leans against the fence, the old man moves in.

Suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the watching policeman has ever seen. This goes on for about ten minutes. Finally, they both collapse panting on the ground.

The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life that he didn't know.

After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the old couple struggle to their feet and put their clothes back on.

The Policeman, still watching thinks, this was truly amazing. I've got to ask them what their secret is.

As the couple passes, he says to them, "Excuse me, but that was something else. You must've had a fantastic sex life together. Is there some sort of secret to this?"

The old man says, "Fifty years ago that wasn't an electric fence!"

Doing it in the bushes and other things

I am sitting in the library right now. That is how bored I am and how I have absolutely nothing to do. Even my iPod is dead...damn. I just took my psyc test, and I got done with that 20 minutes early, and now I have another hour until I can go to plant pathology (I got a 94% on that test btw).

So, what has been going on, you ask. Well, last weekend was Andrea's birthday party. We went and took a lot of pictures (I am not going to be gay and link it to that when the link is on the right side of the page...lazy). We drank a lil, laughed a lil, and played with the daikot a lil. We had a pretty good time. I was supposed to be the DD, but we all see how that worked out...lol. In other words, I did not drive us home that night. Russell did. I miss hanging out with all those misses bitches and mister bitches. We're going to have to do it more often.

I finally get a freaking day off today. Wal-Mart has been reaming my ass big time. Too many tests x too much work = cranky Tonya. On the other hand, I am moving over to the Service Desk for good, so I get another 20 cent raise. Yes, I do have to put up with a lot of assholes, but oh well. It's a change, and now I don't have to put up with red-lining or zoning at night when they feel like sending people out to do so. I can just stand behind my little desk, do some returns, and seperate stuff that needs to go back on the floor by department. Why am I getting a raise again? It seems the higher pay class you go, the less and less you do. Just think about the managers...well, let's not go into that. The only thing that will suck is when Christmas comes around. RETURN CITY!! All you fuckers wait until after Christmas and then make appointmets to return things. That's how it should be. You make appointments to go to the doctor or dentist. Why not Wal-Mart? It only makes sense. JUST SAY NO TO WAL-MART!! It's like a bad drug that you don't need.

In other news, this Monday is mommy's birthday. I'm going to go in early Sunday morning sometime, give her presents, watch a movie, take her out to eat, and then come home at a reasonable time. I don't know if Russell's coming with me or not, yet, so it might be a long, lonely drive by myself. I don't blame the poor guy for not wanting to go. We're both wore out, but I feel like I should go in and spend some time with mom for her birthday whether he decides he wants to go or not. I got her a new "jogging" outfit...well, walking for her since she loooooves to walk. I also got her some makeup and some sweet pea lotion, and I bought her a new phone, too, because her old one isn't working very well, but her old one has an answering machine on it, so I think I might take this one back and just buy her a new battery for the other one that she already has.

I've still been thinking about the hospital a lot, and I would REALLY like to go since it's what I will be doing for a career, but I'm just now moving into another position, and I would like to preserve my 10% discount for a little longer. Especially since we're going to be buying a house before May. That takes a good deal of supplies. I will be extremely depressed when I lose my dicount. It's just that important to me that I do not pay full price. 10% really adds up when you shop there a lot, like I do. More of our money goes to Wal-Mart than anywhere else...a good deal more, actually.

Today is clean/dishes/laundry/play games/go to the grocery store and buy liquor so Rusty and I can get each other plastered tonight and do it outside in the bushes with the snake that now inhabits our garden that Brunswick will not take care of because they said they came up there and didn't see anything even though we told them it lived in the wood in front of our apartment and that we should call them again if we see it so they can come up and kill it (when they could easily put snake repelent in) which Russell failed to do because it went crazy and the hoe was too damn big to fit in the area that the snake was so now I am going to get my ass bit whenever I play in the garden of which we are going to have drunken sex in tonight. Whew. LMAO.

Well, now that I've written a complete novel and completely disgusted everyone reading, I think I'll move on to other boring things on the internet whilest I sit here, wishing I were home in bed with Russell...not doing it in the bushes.

Nice rump!

Man, I do have to say that I am lucky to have such a nice assed husband. Tee hee hee.

Peppermint Lovin'

Yeah, a lot has been going on, and I haven't posted in a while. I know how disappointed all of you are.

Shit #1:
I was on my way to school on a Monday morning a few weeks ago, and my brake line just happened to bust while driving. My brakes went out on my, and I tried to stop, and when I didn't slow very much, of course your first instinct is to push harder on the brakes...welp, I went sliding like I was hydroplaning. Luckily, no one was in front of me, and it was at a stop light. That was right beside of the colliseum, so I went ahead and continued to drive in there to park, utilizing my emergency brake, of course. So, then I called Russell who told me to look under my car, and what do I see? A shit load of fluid leaking out of my rear left tire. So, we both decided that it was better for me to brave driving back toward meineke (once again using emergency brake and going 45mph on the interstate and 25mph down that nasty hill...on the curb so people didn't ram up my ass) because the longer I waited, the less brake fluid I would have, and we really didn't feel like paying for a tow truck...whew, long ass sentence. It was scary as hell!! So, Russell left work to come to Meineke to get me. It's fixed now...thank goodness.

Shit #2:
Russell and I both went to work at 2:00pm on Monday, and around 2:50pm, Russell ripped the hell out of his shoulder. He was doing a team-lift with another stockman, and the customer helped as well. ~Keep in mind that this is a 160lb. entertainment center.~ Well, anyway, the customer dropped his end for some unknown reason, and then e.c. started to fall. So, Russell, using instinct only, grabs with his left arm to catch it. Enough said. He was hurting so bad, and he couldn't even breathe very well, so he went and filled out and accident report, and I clocked out and took him to Med-Express. I like that place. We were going to pay the $115 fee to see the doctor, but since it was a work related injury, they made him fill out a workman's comp form. Oh, well. The doctor gave Russell an excuse off work in order to heal his strained rotary cuff and pec muscles, and prescriptions for Tylenol 3 and Flexril (some kind of muscle relaxant). I brought him home, made him some dinner, doped him up, put some ice on his shoulder, and went back to work. He's off for a whole week, and I hope he's healed good by tomorrow because I don't want him reinjuring himself which happens pretty damn easy with strained muscles. NO LIFTING STUFF FOR YOU, MR. YOUNG!!

In other non-shit news, I got a 39/40 on my psyc 241 exam...not too shabby, and I just took my plant pathology exam, which I think went pretty well. I'll update you on that later when I get my test back.

Russell and I have been playing a lot of world of warcraft lately and having a blast I might add. It helps for one of us to have a whole week off work, and another one to have 4 days off in a row. I was also going to clean really well on those 4 days off, but did that happen? Umm...no.

Tonight is Andrea's birthday party, so I gotta go to get some chips and dip. Should be tons-o-fun. We're going to take our brand-spanking new camera and take lots of incriminating photos to share with all...lol.

Once you pop, the fun don't stop.

Russell bought me a new digital camera off ebay!! It's going to be awesome. It's supposed to be a really good camera, and it had really good reviews on the internet. It's an Olympus C-740 Digital Camera (30x zoom). Definitely expect a lot of pics on here once we get it in the mail.

School is going pretty good. I have three tests next week: psychology, plant pathology, and beef production. That aught to be tuns-o-fun.

Work sucks as always. Tonight I got stuck in jewelry all night, and I ended up having to stick around for a half an hour longer than what I was supposed to be there because the CSM forgot about my break which I didn't get to take until 10:30pm (I was only scheduled till 11:00pm), and then he forgot about me when he was supposed to come and pop my TWO drawers that I had to shut down and turn in before I could leave. I know he was busy, but come on, I would like to leave also.

I haven't been too great on the diet lately. I thought once I got all that new stuff it would excite me again to do a good job and lose a lot of weight. I'm just so stressed/hungry all the time, and I'm always wanting to eat. I think I have an eating disorder..."binge-eater"...one of those people who always has food on the brain and will constantly eat even when they are not hungry and eat a lot when they do eat...only I don't purge, bleh. Just binge-eating without the purging is still considered a disorder (I learned that today in psyc...lol).

The fishies are still going strong and appear to be healthy. I think it's safe to start naming them now. If you have any suggestions, let me know. One is a small black moore, one is a white oranda with an orange brain, one is a pearly calico goldfish, and the last is a pleco (algae eater). We're almost through the cycling process. All the ammonia is now low, and the nitrites are starting to rise to dangerous levels which is very unhealthy for the fish, but I try to change the water 75% every day that I can, I test the water every day, and I put some salt in there to help the fish to be able to buffer with the nitrites around. Nitrites are bad. Although, I was a bad mommy today, and I didn't get to clean it because today was my long day of class then work. But, maybe I'll get a chance to change it before I go to bed. I'm pretty tired, though. So, I'm going to go now. I will take pics of the fishies when I get my camera so you can all see how pretty they are!!

We like the cars - the cars that go boom.

It's been SUPER long since I've actually made a real update. Things are going pretty good. Work sucks...big time! No one there will do anything for you. Especially not the main manager. He acts like he cares, but he doesn't. Oh well. Hopefully, I won't have to worry about it much longer.

School is okay. I like my classes. I had my first test last week, and I got a B. Not too bad, but could have been better.

I found out that once Russell goes back to school there is a good chance that he could get a stipend that would be worth $15,000 for the whole year. So not only would his tuition be paid for, but he would be making more than he does now at Wal-Mart. They do that because they feel that the student should be able to concentrate on their classes and studies without having to work, so that is very nice. I have the teacher for plant pathology right now that he worked for at Brooke's Hall. He looooves Russell.

I've had a cold for a few days. It sucks, but I feel better right now. I hope it stays that way.

I had to push a girl at the PRT the other day. It was funny as hell!! Everyone was crowded around the PRT, but they were all going to the Hospital, so whenever Engineering popped up, no one would move out of the way so people could get through. We all kept saying "EXCUSE ME", so people started to clear a small path. As we were pushing through, this girl was standing there with a huge ass bookbag on that was three times the size of her body, and I said "Excuse me" again, and her ass wouldn't move. So I pushed her ass out of the way. I'm still laughing my ass off about it. She yelled "HOLY COW!", and I just kept walking. *Snicker* Well, I say that's what you get if you won't fucking move. That's normally not like me, but people in this world are starting to really piss me off! I'm getting an attitude problem, and I know it's all because of Wal-Mart...lol. I'm a smart ass to people there anymore. What do you expect me to say when you walk up to me, and I'm wearing my Wal-Mart vest, I am standing at a register, and the light at the register is on, and you ask me if I'm open? Especially if I just got done checking someone else out...yeah, there ARE people who are that stupid around here. I love it when people get pissed at me for not bagging their JUGS OF WATER OR DETERGENT THAT HAVE HANDLES ON THEM MEANT FOR CARRYING PURPOSES. Or how about this: people stand at my register when I first arrive with a new bag, watch me count out some ones and fives, then ask for $100 back with their debit card...DID YOU SEE $100 IN MY DRAWER? No, I didn't think so.

Enough of the ranting. If you would like more dumbass Wal-Mart stories, just let me know.

BTW, Dad called and left a message on my answering machine...it's amazing how you can become so saddened and depressed within 5 seconds. And no, I'm not calling him back. This is the first time I've even heard from him in over a year. So much for daddy's girl.

Because of You

I will not make the same mistakes that you did.
I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery.
I will not break the way you did.
You fell so hard.
I've learned the hard way to never let it get that far.

Because of you, I never stray too far from the sidewalk.
Because of you, I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt.
Because of you, I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me.
Because of you, I am afraid.

I watched you die. I heard you cry every night in your sleep.
I was so young. You should have known better than to lean on me.
You never thought of anyone else. You just saw your pain.
And now I cry in the middle of the night for the same damn thing.

Because of you, I try my hardest to forget everything.
Because of you, I am afraid.

A New Start

School is coming up very quickly. I don't have many hours this semester - only 12. So not like me. I'm normally the one taking 19...hehe. I don't need to take anymore than that, so why struggle if I don't have to. I'll still be working at least 30 hours a week, also.

This is also a fresh start. The diet once again starts on the first day of school. I think being in school helps me stay better on track. I ordered some nice weight watchers books off ebay, and I've got a mininotebook all ready to write down all my goodies in it. Russell was so sweet yesterday. He even bought me a brand new scale (the old one I have was like $5). This one was the most expensive one they had. It takes weight, % body fat, % water, and a whole bunch of cool stuff! It's awesome. It was a surprise for me even though it's his birthday...hehehe.

Russell's birthday is this Thursday, and I'm planning on taking him to his favorite restaurant, Max and Erma's in Pennsylvania. That should be fun. I've also already given him a couple of presents: a wvu shirt, a pair of pants, another shirt that says "Have a safe lunch: Use condiments", and last night I gave him his Zip Zap which is a mini remote controlled car. It's cool, but it's not working right at the moment, so we may have to take it back. He doesn't get any of the rest of his presents until Thursday which will be hard seeing as though it's two days away. I also have to get started on making his card like I always do. :)

Oh me, Oh my!

We went home to Braxton this weekend. We showed some cattle at the fair for Russell's parents' while they were in Ohio for the State Fair. I got knocked down and trampled with some nice bruises, and Russell had a rodeo in the show ring and got his hand ripped to shreds. Fun. Hehehe. Actually, it was lots of fun. We even met up with Andrea, Erik, Dawn, and Lucas and rode some killer rides and also yelled some nice obsenities around small children. Dawn also flashed me her undies. I got trapped between two penises on the tilt-o-whirl. *snicker* It was hilarious because we were spinning so hard and laughing our asses off. What's even funnier is that Lucas was attempting to throw his body to make us spin faster.

Back to work tomorrow. *SIGH*

OHH, I got almost all my italian charms in the mail. They are awesome.


I decided to get these to represent me and the things that I enjoy and love. I got one for mom, too, but I got her one trimmed in 18k gold with 3 charms. I got all of them except for the painting in the mail so far. I think it's really neat.

Toodles for now.

Money, Old Men, and Poop

They cut my pell grant in a little more than half of what it was. I'm so pissed. I was supposed to get back at least $2,500 a semester, but now I'm only getting $924 a semester. That's a big damn difference! I was counting on that money to help pay for school after I graduate. Grrr. Not only that, but I already have to fill out deferment shit for my direct loans! AND to top it off, the financial aid guy from WVU that I talked to on the phone today was asking me really inappropriate questions. Almost like he was going to try to hit on me. At the end of our conversation, he started asking me about what program I'm in now and stuff about what I'm going to do after I graduate for the first time, and then it went something like this:

WVU guy: "So, are you from around here?"
Me: "Yeah, well, I am now. I used to live in Braxton county."
WVU guy: "Oh. So, you're married aready, huh?"
Me: "Uhh, yeah."
WVU guy: "Is that a good thing?"
Me: "Uhh, yeah." (in a surprised, you're-a-dumbass tone)
WVU guy: "You better at least wait to have kids until after school."
Me: "....umm, yeah, I will....okay, thanks for the help. BYE!"

I know. I was surprised, too. All this also reminds me of how much I get hit on by REALLY old men at Wal-Mart. Like, they are all mostly in their 80s or something. One of them told me I was a bad driver with a cart and asked me if I had a driver's license. Then, he told me that it didn't matter because I was so purty. Another time, I had a guy buy 2 huge-ass bars of chocolate, and he asked me if I wanted to go have lunch with him. He said he could eat on one end, I could eat on the other, then we could meet in the middle. THEN, another guy came through my line the other day, and he said that we either must have gotten a new manager, or he got a new pair of glasses because the cashiers up there are getting purtier every day. Harharhar. Aren't they so witty?

In other news, my good friend Abby from work was making fun of me tonight for my B.M. problems.

abbyisthebe#####: i just want to take this time to tell you thank you for telling me how much you poop
abbyisthebe#####: haha i pooped today and you didin't

Thanks for the support, Abby. I'll be thinking of you next time I get the urge. Hehehe.

Bloggin' USA

Well, I am currently working on a brand spanking new design (made by muah) for the ol' blogger. Photoshop is an awesome program, if I can ever figure out how to use certain features that are supposed to make your life easier.

We finally turned in our netflix movies that we've had now for a month. Next, we're getting "Constantine", "Troy", and the next disc of "Deadwood: Season 1". I think we're on disc 4 now. Kick ass show!

In other news, the B.M.s have been coming a little more frequently, but not as much as it should. Especially since I take two fiber pills a day! Go figure. I must have them waiting in line or something. Like they all have to be assigned a number and wait in the large intestine line....just like at the DMV....YOU HAVE TO WAIT FOREVER!

Anyways, today is date day for Rusty and I. We're finally going to go see "Willy Wonka" and go have dinner somewhere. We haven't decided where we want to eat, yet. Possibly either "CiCi's Pizza", "Bob Evans", "The Boston Beanery", or "Chinese Buffet". That's the only real options. We'll see where we end up. Yay for date day!!

Back to the Norm

I don't know if I have mentioned this before, but I am a weekly pooper. Russell makes fun of me because he goes like a normal person (at least once a day), but not me. I have around one to two good B.M.s per week. Russell thinks I have an impaction. So, he told me that I should start taking fiber. I went to the store and looked over the selections, and I finally chose an orange flavored chewable tablet of Fiber Choice. It doesn't taste bad. So, I've been taking them twice a day. I still haven't seen a vast improvement, but I will be keeping a B.M. update for you. I know how you all love to talk about poop.

How often do you go? Hehehe.

Ship Sunk

Well, the conversation has taken place. All of the following were quoted to me during this conversation:

• "my cousin set that up for me"
• "you need to get a fucking life"
• "you know, just because you like my blog better you don't have to be jealous"
• "i have no idea what the hell you are talking about, you know I have never been [to] your blog"
• "you want to flatter yourself so much as to think that someone would actually want to copy your shit I think that is great!"
• "Sorry if you think we "stole" your creativenes[s] but you should be aware that other people can think the same things you think, thoughts and ideas are not copyrighted. As far as you thinking I am pathetic, I think you are pathetic for actually thinking I or my cousin would steal your ideas"
• "If she couldnt' have come up with it, then apparently neither could you"
• "it is flattering that you want to think I would copy your ideas"

She did infact change a few things on the blog after telling me she had no idea how to make the changes. So, if you go to the site now, it will be changed...I did however take a snapshot before this occurred.

Some of it is hard to read, but your eyes are not fooling you. The description does indeed say "Where you can read about me, my husband, my bird, and my pottie mouth."

Is it just me, or do other people find it funny that she expects me to believe that her "cousin" came up with those exact words on her own? I know. I'm laughing my ass off, too.

Let's take a vote for the hell of it. How many of you think that it is a coincidence that someone who went to the same high school as me would have the same exact blog from their own ideas?

BTW, just so everyone is clear, thoughts and ideas ARE copyrighted (see quote #6 above). What do you think books and songs are? Hmm.

Update: She has now changed her site to "The Mouth Diaries". I am so proud that she can think up such original ideas.

And just so you know, honey, a gallon of gas is not more than a gallon of milk. Gas is around $2.30 at times and milk (when it is not on sale) is $3.00. You have to charge more for the milk due to rising gas prices to ship the milk. Yay, we learned something new today.

{As far as this post goes, I do realize that it is petty, and I am wasting my time when I could be doing something else, BUT I had fun doing it, and I got a kick out of it.}

What's new copycat?

So, I didn't think it was possible, but my blog is actually being stolen...

--->http://mrsmarks2.blogspot.com<---

I am very confused. Notice the name of the blog, and the description underneath. Notice anything similar? As soon as possible, I will be having a conversation with this person. The funniest part about it is that this person grew up in the same county as me...

Who copies a blog like that? That is the dumbest thing I have ever seen. Also, notice that my site began 2 months earlier, AND my site has a copyright symbol at the bottom of the page. Hmm. I wonder what copyright means?

Keep checking the site for updates. I'm sure she is.

Also, leave a comment, and let me know what you think.

Baby Fever

Yes, I admit it. I have baby fever, even though I know I don't really want a baby right now. I keep having dream that I am pregnant. I've told some people at work, and now a girl there has been telling everyone that I am indeed pregnant, so every time I turn around, someone is asking me if it's true. Figures. Yes, I would love to be pregnant and have a baby, but I am too young right now. We need to be more settled (get a house), have more money (or at least be farther through school), and I need some more time to grow up, be more responsible, and I need more alone time with Rusty. I'm selfish when it comes to my Rusty. *sigh*

Ch-Ch-Changes

"All these thoughts are never resting."

I'd like to just start out saying how shocked I am. All these years I went to school with this girl, and now I come to find out how sick she is. I feel so terrible. You just never know about these things. It can happen to anyone. It's crazy. We all take for granted the fact that we're healthy and happy, but when you find out about something like this, it makes you happy to be alive and able.

In other news, my school plans have completely changed. It turns out that the program only starts in May, so I cannot start it in the spring like previously planned. So, in order to keep my financial aid and get the money I need, I have to postpone my original early graduation date until May, which also means I have to take a bunch of crap classes that I don't even need in order to stretch the graduating out. Fun. This also adds a whole semester to my school plans. Hmph.

Screen Door Disaster

I just called the people that run our apartments about getting a screen door since there are random people here who have them. I was informed that they can put on a screen door, but it's an additional $5 a month for rent.....

--short pause for thinking purposes--

Hmm. Why would anyone charge extra to put on a screen door?? That seems a bit ridiculous to me. But, alas, I was also informed that we can put our own screen door on with no charge, but it has to be brown.

And on that note -

Stuff and more Stuff

So, I'm home on a lunch break from work, so I thought I would do a little update while I'm here. Everything is going great.

The weekend before last, Russell and I went to Ohio with mom for the annual reunion. Lots of fun! We ate a lot, got to see family that we only see once a year, and played our annual Texas Horseshoe tournament (like horseshoes, but throwing round metal rings into holes worth different points). We lost of course. No softball this year like we normally have. We went to a bon fire that night at my cousin Mark's and sat around and talked to everyone. The next day we visited with my great grandma, who isn't doing very well. She's 96 now, so her memory isn't as good as it used to be, but what's really heart warming is how much she remembered Russell. At first glance, she threw a big smile on her face and wrapped her arms around him like he was her most favorite person in the world. He sat there and talked to her about cattle and farming like always. She loves that.

This past weekened I had Saturday off, so mom came up and hung out. We went shopping a little, and I cooked some yummy food.

Russell and I have been working our asses off like always. Always at Wal-Mart...grr. I've been having a problem with someone at work, but I'm supposed to talk to one of the managers about it today (if I can find him when I'm on my break), so hopefully that will all be worked out.

Other than work, we've just been hanging out at home, playing World of Warcraft and watching our dvds from netflix, which may I say again is awesome. I've gained about 13 pounds back from what I had lost, so it's back on the diet. Sad days. BUT, I lost 4 pounds last week, so I'm starting back with a bang. I'm going to definitely have to lose it all and keep it off for next summer because Russell's mom decided to take us all to Jekyl Island (a private beach) for a week next July for our Christmas presents. I'm not sure exactly where it's at, yet, but I know it's at least 10 hours away. I definitely have to be skinny before wearing a bathing suit in front of all of them. *sigh* I really need to start working out on a regular basis, but I'm so lazy and work definitely takes a lot out of me in the first place.

So, I have to go for now, but I will update more another time.

Toodles.