Who does this sort of thing?? Oh ya, Me!

So yesterday my coworker/boss (I say that because I'm not quite sure if she's technically my boss now or just a coworker now, long story) called me early early early in the AM asking me to get to work early because her car broke down and she wouldn't be able to get to work on time.

We work in a small 2-3 person office, so if one person's late it effects everyone.

So as I'm leaving, she calls and asks if i can swing by and pick her up. So i do. She's on my way into work with a small detour, so its no big.

Well then yesterday she's talking to her SO (significant other, her and her man aren't married but they have 2 kids and have been together a looooong time) on the phone and asks me if i can take her home? Sure not a problem i say.

Then at lunch they're talking about what is going on with her car, and when its going to be fixed, yada yada yada.She starts talking about taking the bus into work, and needing to find her umbrella (we live in Oregon people, rain happens) and it might need to be her mode of transportation for a while until they get the car worked on. So i go and open my big fat mouth and say "well, if you need a ride i can come and get you early and just dink around online while i wait to clock in".

Who the mother eff volunteers to get up 2 hours early, to pick someone up, to come to work and not get paid?!?

oh ya... me.

What the hell was i thinking?

Adventures in my house...

So after getting home a little later than normal, my loving husband made us dinner. It was simple but so good.

Then Sammy (our dog) starts whining and so B looks to give him some food. Well his container was empty. So he goes to refill the little container from the big bag of food. We buy Sammy's food in bulk because its cheaper.

so I hear a few food pellets hit the floor, which is normal. then all of a sudden, i hear "aw crap" and suddenly i hear a freaking down pour of food pellets all over the kitchen. I jump off the couch and rushed to the kitchen and laughed my ass off. So after I'm done laughing i hear B say "i need a beer". and then i laugh harder. In the midst of my laughter i grab my camera because this is just to good to not share. This is what i find:now, i know we have a small kitchen but holy moly batman
so here goes my amazing husband, scooting the food around because the broom is 'to dirty' for the dogs food.
and the end pile-o-food!!
Yep, the pile of food really is as big as my little dog. hahahahaha. only my in our house could something this silly happen.

::giggles::

My Coworker/Boss turns to me and says:

"Can you be my interpreter for a second? I need a translation from white trash to English"

::laughs so hard I die::

Friend Making Monday (almost)

Yes i know its still Sunday, but if i wait till tomorrow i know it'll never happen. so here comes

This weeks topic is:

What are you going to be for Halloween?
In case you aren't familiar with F.M.M. AeFillkins does Fmm or Friend making Monday every Monday. She introduces a question and then has a link-a-mabober at the end of her post to introduce people. Its 7 shades of awesome.


I've been thinking about this topic a lot lately

1) B will be out of town (... again)
2) it has to be conservative
3) the only place I'll have to wear it is during my coaching session for my juniors that morning.

So these are the ideas I had... were lets say to risque for the place's I'd wear them. I thought about being a real life version of a Disney princess (who doesn't want to be a princess?) but then i realized that all my Juniors were boys and the whole effect would be lost on them. so.... I'm at a loss for what to be for Halloween. How can i be girly and yet still have some standing with 5 3-6 year old little boys.

Any ideas?

I'd be happy to hear them?!?

I thought about just wearing my Air Force ACU's and rocking those. 1) no money 2) i know they fit and 3) I'd relate to the boys.

but i don't want that i want to 'be' something or someone for Halloween. At this point I'm fresh out of ideas.

Here's the ideas i had, if Brian was still going to be in town...

I thought a saloon girl and cowboy would be a cool idea. B would have had to 'dress up' that much. and i could be a saloon girl, which would have been awesome.
We could have been pirates!! pirates!!! who doesn't want to be a pirate?!?

I could have been a gangster/mobster. that would have been awe.some!
We could have been Mario & Peach! how cute would that have been?! I would love to be peach! LOVE!!

But, I've always wanted to be a sexxxxxxy cop. but nope. that's not going to happen. To sexxxy.
So if you had to get up and get dressed EARLY Saturday morning and coach a group of teeny boys, what would you be?

1 Sorta-Kinda-Maybe Whiny Post

Okay... You've been warned. I need a post to whine. I haven't had one in a while, so i figure one post is okay! right?

~ I hate when i work 11 hour shifts and still feel like I'm behind and got nothing accomplished.

~ I hate it even more when its on a Friday, because then i think about it all weekend.

(warning this ones very selfish)
~ I really dislike when i work a 11 hour shift for the 4th day in a row, and then B acomplains about having to think up something for dinner. It really grates on my last nerve. I don't ask him to cook, or go to the grocery store, just THINK of what he wants for dinner. I'll go to the store on my way home from work, I'll cook it (i enjoy cooking) and all that jazz. but after my 4th day of an 11 hour shift my brain is fried.

~ I severely dislike dishes. seriously! the smells, the scrubbing, the constant loading and unloading!

~ I really like laundry. I find it soothing and calming. Almost like yoga. the washing, the drying, the folding, how clean it looks when its all put away.

~ I do however hate being the only one putting it away. I hate folding clothes for B and having them sit in his mother effing chair.

~ I hate this tiny ass apartment.

~ I hate how no mater how much i clean its still dirty

~ I hate that I am completely out of storage, i have no where left to put things. No.Where. Every nook and cranny of this place is full.

~ I hate that there is finally a job I like and am doing well, and I'm going to leave it and them. And i feel really guilty about it.

~ I'm so excited to go, but I'm so nervous. I'll be the one moving, I'll be the one driving to where ever we end up, I'll be the one unpacking, I'll be the one setting up house all while Brian is in school and training. that makes me nervous. very nervous.

~I'm going to miss my BFF A and my godson a little bit more than my immediate family. That is sad, but so true.