Saturday, October 30, 2004

Happy Bday to my sexy lady..
May we have many more Bdays together.. And may we share many more colds together.. Although the cold part sucks.. Lova ya lots

Friday, October 29, 2004

Happy Birthday!!!

Our own Jen was born 20-some-odd years ago today :)

Happy, Happy Birthday, Baby!!!

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

While you're at it, why not just tell them that I have sex for money?

In one short visit with Jeff's parents, he managed to tell them that I sell sex toys RIGHT BEFORE entertaining them with stories of our adventures in the Adults Only room of Mammoth Video last weekend. ("So there we were in the porn room, right?") And then he couldn't understand why, once we got back into his Jeep, I (repeatedly) whacked him upside the head with the birthday card I had just received.

I mean, I'm not ashamed of my job with Pure Romance--not by any means--but does his father really need to know about it?? And I'm not sure that his mom needs to hear stories of me dragging her only child, her precious little boy, into the Smut Room--because yes, he DID tell them that I'M the one who suggested going in there! (Granted, I WAS, but again, he didn't have to tell his MOTHER that!)

It's a good thing I love him so much.

Sunday, October 24, 2004

Baby momma drama.

Here's the update on the situation with "my baby's momma." I know it's been a few days but frankly, I was pretty upset and didn't want to talk about it.

Basically, when we talked, she told me that she "wasn't ready for Amanda to know the truth" and she "was Amanda's mom and didn't want that to change" and she "didn't want to have to share Amanda"--which apparently is what she thinks is going to happen once Amanda finds out. Notice that it's all about HER and not about what might be best for the actual kid involved. The closest she came to being concerned about Amanda's best interest was stating that she had just started middle school and she was just getting settled and she didn't want to throw this kind of upheaval into her life. Oh--and there is a divorce and a bankruptcy in their near future, and she thinks that Amanda will have enough to deal with with all of that.

So, not only am I upset about ANOTHER mind change but now I got to hear all the details about the crap that's been going on in their family. Sure looks like I picked a healthy, stable environment for my daughter, huh? No money and a broken home? Shit, *I* could have given her that.

Anyway, as I said, it looks like she WON'T be told any time soon, after all. Oh--and apparently, Amanda witnessed various acts of domestic violence between her parents. Lovely. (Although, I must say, if there was ever a justifiable reason for hitting a woman, I'd say that Juan has it.)

And that's all I have to say about that.

On a positive note--I'm back on the patch. 24 hours cigarette free--and counting!

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Actual phrases that came out of my mouth today.

"Take the Play Doh off your head."

"Use a Kleenex. Don't eat your boogers."

"It's not nice to call people dumb-dumb heads."

"Bologna doesn't go in your pocket."

The Grinch who Stole Halloween

The company I work at always celebrates holidays in big ways. Halloween has always been one of the biggest with a Pumpkin Carving Contest, a Costume Contest and a Pot Luck Party. We adults look forward to the fun of the Halloween party, slacking off for the afternoon to have fun.

This year, because some people in the company don't want to participate in the team event, our president has decided that we won't have any festivities at all.

I have always been a big supporter of tolerance for all beliefs, but (you knew there’d be a but, right?) now that it’s effecting me personally I’m wondering why is it that “tolerance” means no one gets to celebrate anything? I support people not participating in things they don’t believe in, but why does that mean that I don’t get to do them either? A variety of traditions should make our lives more fun with more things to celebrate, not leave us with nothing to celebrate at all. :(

Is this just how the world is going to be from now on?

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Possible big daughter news.

Andrea left me a message saying that Amanda has been constantly asking if she's adopted and that Andrea thinks it's almost time to "do this." (Really, ya think?) I'll let you guys know more after I talk to her (hopefully later tonight).

Sunday, October 17, 2004

I knew he was too good to be true.

I know many of you love Jeff as much as I do--and that's why I am saddened to tell you that, after five months, I have stumbled across his fatal flaw. I woke up from my Sunday nap today and found him on the couch doing something so perverse, so unnatural, that I know wonder if I ever really knew him at all. And to do it while his girlfriend was home--it's like he almost WANTED to get caught, you know?

I walked out into the living room today...this is so hard to talk about. I mean, he was so wrapped up in what he was doing that he didn't even notice me at first.

He was watching FROM JUSTIN TO KELLY.

I know, I know. Right now, you're all trying to get that horrible image out of your heads, aren't you? Trust me, the picture is seared into my brain. I'm sure I'll see it when I lay down to go to sleep tonight.

Now, in his defense, he says that he was watching American Wedding and that this was just the next movie to come on.

Sure, buddy. People with deviant desires such as yours ALWAYS have an excuse.

Alas, the dream is over.

After numerous complaints, I have changed the settings back to allow ANYONE to post comments on my blog--you do NOT need to register with Blogger first.

Happy now? Sheesh.

Friday, October 15, 2004

I'm sorry...

...but I HAVE to post this link I found on Eric's blog. I tried to restrain myself, I really did...

Hopefully, even you crazy Republican kids will get a kick out of it.

I talked to my daughter's mom today. For those of you who have lost count, she is now 11 (12 this January) and in 6th grade. Right now she has straight A's (4 As, 2 A+s and 2 A-s). All of her coaches say she's a natural athlete (BIG surprise there, no idea where THAT is coming from). She's really good at basketball (she recently made 25 baskets in a row), swimming and softball. The gym teacher also wants her to play football but Andrea doesn't want her too. Amanda is active with her church--the Latter Day Saints--and I guess if she maintains a 4.0 all through high school, she gets a full ride to Bringham Young University. She has a job (paper route) and is already saving for her first car, a VW Beetle.

And I forgot to mention: Andrea says that Amanda laughs just like me. Isn't that weird? Mom and I have the same laugh, but I grew up around her. Isn't it crazy that my child, who was raised in a completely separate household environment, STILL has my same exact laugh?

I just had to brag, since I hardly ever get to do that. ;)
Could I get a Darwin Award, please?

Yeah, I'm still alive, but this might qualify anyway...

Yesterday I had to change Brent's pull-up in the van. We have a Dodge Caravan, the kind where the seats fold down into the floor. One of the 3rd row seats was folded down, the other side was not. So while INSIDE the van already, I decided there wasn't enough room and wanted the other side folded down as well. And being too lazy to get OUT and do it the right way (from outside at the back of the van), I decided I was cool enough to be able to do it from the inside, in front of the seat. I had to reach WAY around to pull the release thing and, in doing so, was all scrunched up against the seat.

This may be hard to visualize, especially if you aren't familiar with the folding seats, but just TRY.

Brent and I were talking, so half of my attention was on the seat, half on our conversation. I finally reached the release thing and the back of the seat came FLYING down on the top of my head, snapping my mouth shut so hard I chipped a fucking tooth.

I'll give you a second to stop laughing at me before I continue...

It's not noticeable to anyone but me (not even John); it's on the back of one of my bottom teeth. Still, I can feel it and it's bugging the hell out of me. And I had a BITCH of a headache the rest of the day.

John has taken to calling me Hillbilly. I think, if I don't win a Darwin for this brilliant act, I may move down-river so I can be at peace with my Hillbilly-toothless-ness...

Thursday, October 14, 2004


The worst part about being wrong is having to kiss some serious ass in the ensuing days.

I'm trapped in my cube at work. I've been bored for a couple of days now.

Does anyone have any ways to entertain me or ideas for how to entertain myself?

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Random thought.

Why is it called the "Middle East"? There's no "Upper East" or "Lower East" or "High East." If there's no other similarly named geographic locations that we need to differentiate it from, couldn't we just call it the "East"?

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Just an observation...

Brent and I went to IHOP for lunch today (his favorite restaurant, even over McDonalds and stuff). We were sitting in a corner by a fire extinguisher and I noticed it was adorned with a sticker, which announced in huge uppercase black letters: "Not flammable".

Really, are you sure?! I would hope to HELL that anything used to PUT OUT a fire would not contain flammable ingredients.


Monday, October 11, 2004

The best time ever..

Just wanted to take this time to say what a great weekend I had and how happy I am to have Jen in my life.. You know, you never really know what love is untill it lives with you.. The way we can turn any kind of activity into something fun is just amazing.. It shows me how much in love we really are and it just gets stronger and stronger each day.. So I say let the good times roll.. Because I am having a blast..

Sunday, October 10, 2004

Oops, I did it again.

I accidentally got a new tattoo today.

I've been thinking about getting another one for the last couple of years and today, at the Gibralter Trade Center, I finally did it. I actually designed this one myself (well, the guy is the one who actually drew it out for me, but I knew exactly what I wanted and described it to him). My fourth (yes, fourth) tattoo is on my left upper thigh/ hip area, and, as an ode to teaching, I have three square blocks in a pyramid with "A," "B" and "C" on them. I think it turned out really nice.

I also think I'm done with the body art now. I have one on each shoulder blade and now, one on each hip. In true feng shui style, I now have "balance." Or something.

Saturday, October 09, 2004

My new ring.

No, it's not "the" ring...but it's still damn beautiful. Jeff got me an opal (my birthstone) ring and pendant at Kay's today while we at the mall. AND he came home with a dozen roses again last night. (As our asshole friend from the old blog would say: he must be screwing somebody else. But hell, if he keeps doing shit like this--then I say, MORE POWER TO HIM.) ;)

I told him he is TOTALLY off the hook for Sweetest Day next weekend.

Here's what the ring and necklace look like...

  • It’s the first picture

  • Friday, October 08, 2004

    More debates.

    After tonight's debate, I'm definitely more supportive of Kerry. I was probably already going to vote for him, but that was based solely on particular issues (like education and abortion); frankly, up till now, I was never too thrilled about Kerry as an individual. I just didn't LIKE him all that much. After watching him tonight, I feel much better. It really was a good debate, though. It focused on a LOT of issues, rather than being a one-topic discussion. Did any of you see it? What did you think?

    On a related note, here's an interesting article about the current European view of the U.S. and our candidates:

  • People think we suck now

  • Thursday, October 07, 2004

    Agree or disagree?

    "Those who are reasonable about love are not capable of it."

    Everyone sing along now!!

    Tuesday, October 05, 2004

    What's in a Name? Take 2

    Last week I got my Marriage License with my new name "Anna Elise K O" I took it to the Secretary of State with our good friend Jen to change my name. They wouldn't let me write all names out or have two last names, so I ended up having to hyphenating K-O. I was happy it was so easy. Tim was happy it was done. Jen was happy because she won the bet over "would we be in & out of the Sec of St just once without having to go back later" and so I bought dinner.

    On Saturday Tim & I bought plane tickets and we had to enter our names as they would appear on our tickets. I entered Anna E. K-O, as it will appear on my driver's license. My easy-going, non-dramatic new husband threw a small fit. It's vitally important to him that I have only 1 last name and that it be his. We argued a bit. We ignored each other a bit. Then I, as the giving woman and smart wife, gave in for the good and happiness of my young marriage. (1 month today-Congrats to me!)

    So I'll be going back to the Sec of St this Wednesday to make what was a simple, easy process into something entirely more drawn-out and complicated. I will officially be Anna K. (middle initial ONLY) O (full and ONLY last name). Jen, I think you owe me dinner.

    Monday, October 04, 2004

    A Kindergarten Cop moment.

    Some of the kindergarten girls were talking about their "boyfriends" today ("So-and-so is my boyfriend"). Miss Carrie told them that they had plenty of time to worry about boyfriends and that they didn't want a boyfriend right now--and anyway, she said, "Boys have cooties."

    "No," said Nicole patiently. "Boys have PENISES. And girls have vaginas."

    Needless to say, we were dying.

    Sunday, October 03, 2004

    Happy Birthday, Jeff!

    What do I say to someone who means as much to me as you do? "Happy Birthday" just doesn't seem good enough. As you start this new decade (which I, personally, am still two years and 3.5 weeks away from), I hope you find everything that you're looking for to make your 30s the best years of your life. I wish you love, luck, happiness, good health and lots of beer.

    I love you!

    Saturday, October 02, 2004

    A disturbing trend.

    I have lost my Sleeping-In Mojo.

    I used to be the QUEEN of sleeping in. Before I started this new job, "getting up early" meant "before noon." Since late August, though, my usual wake-up time has been 5:15, and sleeping in means 6:45 because I don't have to start till 8 on that day.

    Well, lately--I haven't been able to sleep in on the weekends. Last weekend, I was up at 9 on both days. This morning, I got up with Jeff when he got up for work at 8 and, two hours later, I'm still wide awake. Now, granted, I did take a nap both days last weekend, and I'm sure I'll go back to sleep for an hour or so at SOME point today--but I've lost my ability to sleep in! This isn't good!!

    I remember that Missy, who used to be my co-queen, stopped being able to sleep in once she had Donovan. Even when he was gone for the weekend or she was visiting me, she would still wake up ungodly early (again, by "ungodly early" I mean like 9 or 10). She told me that once you start waking up early on a regular basis, it becomes a habit. I thought that was bullshit at the time. "Not me," I promised her. "Even once I have kids, I will never lose the ability to sleep late."


    Friday, October 01, 2004

    Wild Kingdom.

    Some of you got my email about this already, but around 11 this morning we were informed by some kind of state conservation officer that a cougar had been spotted just up the road. (And I'm talking like a quarter mile away.) We, obviously, were encouraged to keep the kids in for recess. This also affected our afterschool program, where we had to entertain 50 cooped-up kids. (I spent my one break today making a run to the video store.) The older kids, luckily, did find a way to entertain themselves: by terrifying the younger kids with tales of the Killer Cougar.

    Helicoptors have been circling all day; animal control keeps cruising by; and officers are searching the fields. TV crews have been out, too. I'm definitely watching the news tonight.