One of those... Mondays

Ever had one of those days when anything you seem to do is absolutely wrong?
Someone is always trying to get you in trouble?
Someone is always second-guessing what you do (or did)?
Don't you hate it when someone always wants to be the big dog?
I have been doing this long enough that I am not stupid... and I absolutely hate it when people treat me like I have not idea what I am doing!
There is always someone who THINKS they are in charge, when they don't know jack?
Why me? What have I done to deserve this?
I guess because I don't say anything. I just quietly do my job.
I am keeping my mouth shut, but stomach hurts and I feel sick.
I am biting my tongue, but I want to speak my mind... but I am better than that. I am more mature than that. I don't go tattling when she does something... especially since I end up being told not to act like that and we all have to get along.
I feel so sick... I want to leave... I want to cry...
I hate it.

10 Things I'm Good At

10 Things I'm Good At In this case, no one is really specifying exactly which angle to look at this statement from, so... 

1. I am good at being Extremely bull-headed... just ask my mom!!

2. I am good at giving everything I have without asking for anything in return...

3. I am a good listener when someone needs to talk.

4. I am a (kinda) good cook.

5. I can be a good obsessive compulsive if I get in the mood.

6. Trusting someone.

7. NOT taking time for myself.

8. Walking in high heels (at least up to 4-inches)

9. NOT being patient.

10.  NOT sitting still.

Feel miserable - What happened to privacy?

I have a good friend, whom I have been close to for most of my life.

I sent her an email because I was having a hard time with something, so I needed to talk.

It was a very (un)pleasant surprise to find out there her husband looks at the emails also.

I don't know if they have one account or if he just randomly checks them, but it bothered me. I feel like I can no longer turn to her if I need to talk because I can't email her.

I feel like my privacy has been compromised. Now I can't help but think back and wonder what else I have sent her, and if he read it? I want to say something to her, but I can't.

The reason I found out is because he emailed me back and kinda scolded me. What the hell? I was mad, I was hurt, I was beside myself. I want to say something, I want to say nothing... I am confused... and miserable. What the hell?

 

Monday Quiz About Me

And now for this weeks Questions:

1. Finish this sentence - I am glad it's Monday because... I need a break!

2. Where did you spend your last vacation? Arizona

3. Who is your favorite author? Don't really have one

4. What other Memes do you participate in during the week? Meet me Monday, Follow Friday, WTKW, Feeling Beachie... etc... etc...  etc...

And don't forget to add a 5th Question on your own blog so we can answer as we hop around!

5. What is your main purpose for having your blog?

Mine is to just be able to express myself and meet new people... and you?

No MiniVan, but four-doors

Okay, I love my little 2-door sports car, with sun-roof and all the other fun stuff... but, as before, my 2-door fun-mobile soon gets outgrown by everyone but me, so once again... we go back to the 4-door model. 

I had a 2-door Mazda when I was pregnant... that was my "mommy mobile" and "family ride". My brother teased me, but I loved my little car. If I can still get in and out of it, I am gonna keep pedaling it!

It died, finally (insert hysterical sobbing). I had to shop... yuck! Okay, so, 2-door Celica here I come... sun roof, tunes, cool-looking, white with chrome, sharp... but even less of a "family ride" than my Mazda. Lasted a year before my mom and son outgrew it... neither could ride comfortably and no one else was gonna drive it.

Boo hoo... okay, 4-doors and trunk... guess I can adjust... for 2 years... and then another 4-door for 3 more years... and another for 3 years. Guess it's not TOOOOOOO bad.

Okay, then it was time for my 2-door again... sporty, sunroof, spoiler, cool, fun... for 2 years... until, once again, the family outgrew it... my son's head hits the ceiling in the back seat and my mom and her hip surgery can't get in and out of the car well. AARRGGHH!

Well, God must have been looking over us, along with all our finances and aches and pains. We got a letter from the dealership and they were willing to trade our car early. (2 years early of the lease). My mom said to look into it, couldn't hurt, could be cheaper.

Okay, so we were going to the grocery store Saturday and ended up at the dealership. (That is now the new running joke in our house... I went to get bread and milk and came home with a car!)  I drove home with a new car... 4-doors, truck space, leg room, head room, mom can get in and out, my son's head doesn't scratch the ceiling, and the payments are lower. (so is the insurance)

I can do this... it's a cool car, my son thinks it's neat.. it's a "hip mom car", I can blue-tooth my phone through the car, so it's hands-free (one less thing for mom to growl about), better gas mileage...

okay, I can do this 4-door car...

for a few years anyway...

so do i....

Just Relax... Monday will be over soon

Just when you thought...

On Fridays, my son and I go visit my buddy and we normally have some type of sloppy, not-the-healthiest, meal. It never fails though. If I eat lunch, figuring we are going to have junk for dinner, he ends up going to a friends house, we don't have an unhealthy dinner, and then I am left hungry. On the other hand, if I decided to do a sloppy lunch because I am hungry or having a craving, he stays home, we go out, and then I feel like hell. Just when you thought you had it figured out...

 

40 and Over - Follow Friday

  FOLLOW FRIDAY BLOG HOP

Brunch with Amber... and It's Okay...

It's OK... really...

if you decide NOT to eat all your dinner.

if you decide to skip dessert.

if you only put $5 in the gas tank.

if you buy a new purse because it's cute.

if you buy a candy bar because it looked good.