Friday, September 29, 2006

Spilling the Bean

Ok, so this time I am pregnant. Yay! The joy of life! And reading that dumb stick that said "pregnant" - and 5 minutes later feeling fat and gross. But overall I am feeling pretty good so far and have not been ill, which is good.

The not good? Yeah, that would be that my manager, Abrasive, who we've met earlier, decided that she needed to have another go at me. Oh yeah, there was more crying and abusive language and she bloody near threatened to have me fired on the spot. So. Long story short, I am reporting her to the director of HR. And when I leave here, I am going to sue her :) Fun !!

Hazzardous Waste

The kitchen renovation has started. For almost four years now we have tried to make this old kitchen nice and liveable, and sometimes even just tolerable. We have glued and screwed drawer fronts on so many times, that when they came off the last time, we just threw them in the trash. So we designed a new kitchen with pretty cabinets and tile and a granite counter top. Then we went to the Warehouse Whores who were going to charge us a fortune to do the work, but refused to commit to a price, or even venture an estimate at the completed project until we were in so deep we had no choice but to sell of Fox to pay for the new digs. But No!! Instead we found our senses and hired a private contractor who is doing the whole deal at a reasonable price. Forget the nice cabinets, though. And the granite countertop? Ha!! That sort of thing is for people without vision. I have new cabinets that are certainly nice enough, and we have survived as a species on Formica for decades now, so I will keep the tradition alive!! Plus I did manage to get tile floors so that kinda makes up for everything else.

Anyway, so far it is going smoothly enough. The entire house is covered in dust no matter how often I hang the old sheet over the kitchen door. I am hoping to have one of those old fashioned parties when this is all over. Y'know? Where all the neighbors come over to help with something and the men do, men stuff, and the girls, bake or whatever? But my party will be the men in the basement watching foolsball and Fox, and the womenfolk armed with generic diaper wipes dusting and wiping every surface of the house. More Fun!!

And what with Bean on the way, how on earth am I to finish the MBA? Well, How about doing a double and then another double!! Piece of cake!! So I am all registered for that and hoping it all goes smoothly.

Ethics

This all seems a bit dull to me though. I am bored and think that I have too much time nibbling on delicate bon bons on lazy afternoons. To resolve this, I think I will embark upon an intensive job search before any potential employers can tell I am pregnant. And then I will lose sleep over the ethical issues around deceiving said potential employers. Then I will go to ethics class!!

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Project LoveBomb

No, no, no. I am not talking about pregnancy or anything Illicit like that. But if you happen to be cruising through here take a minute over at DadGoneMad to check out project Lovebomb where we have adopted a soldier and his family. There's a dedicated webpage and everything! DGM and his crew are so very cool !! So you can send a note to Mike, our adoptee, or his wife Angel who is caring for their little girl. Or you can send something along to him, coolaid and popcorn have been requested. Once I get better at links and the like I will make this easier, DGM is linked at right...

Moving Along..

So no more abusing of the pee-sticks. Not pregnant. And not really concerned about it. I spent a week off from work and watched TV and did a lot of nothing while Fox was at Daycare. While I felt slightly guilty for sending my little love to daycare while I sat at home in my own debauchery, I also reminded myself that I was bloody lucky to be able to send him somewhere he was happy and spend some time by myself. I slept. I ate. I drank some beer. I watched ungodly amounts of food network. I did not read the internets. I did spend one day quite sick and realized that I was not a spring chicken anymore and better try to regulate my diet a bit with more fresh vegetables.

I spent some time with HandsomeContractor and finished designing my new kitchen. This may seem like a bon-bon moment over a cup of tea deciding which exhorbitantly priced slab of cold rock will adorn my humble kitchen space. But no, alas, save the bon-bons for another dreamscape. We were, instead, huddled over a chain link of Formica color chips, on the floor, on the oriental rug I still have from college, that the dog has been peeing on all summer. In the humidity. Yummy!!! Ok, so she hasn't been utilizing the space for a while, but I still need to haul that rug outside and clean it. Anywhooo...

So the kitchen is picked out and I am pretty happy with it. I mean, Formica, but it will look better in the house than some gorgeous granite cause this house is not, well, gorgeous. The floor will be tile though, and it will all fall into the Budget, which is really all I want. The idea is to sell the house and one day maybe have a great kitchen that I love. Right now I will be happy with a kitchen that has all the drawer fronts still attached. And that I can get the mice to move out of. Yes, I treat my house like the run down joint that it is. Hopefully by Thanksgiving it will be all cleaned up.