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Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Mary thinks she's funny!

This is what she wrote in her Live Journal and then was mad because I wanted her to do mine!

Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST.

And... Da da da.. . here it is

gah i hate you...

1. You had pink hair!
2. Holla back girl
3. oh dude, thats hot. I dont even like jello, sooo grape?
4. wlh
5. god... id say me begging you to take me with you and jason
6. a pit bull..
7. Why guy? WHY GUY?!?!
8. HAHA YOU GOTTA REPOST THIS!


AND for you my loverly sister....

1. You ripped the windshield wiper off of my Chevette!
2. Mambo #5
3. Hmmm.. I hate jello too, but I guess purple!!! Like the Crayons!
4. Special Ed
5. You were just a little baby... lol
6. If i'm a pitbull, you're a Rabid Squirrel!
7. Why Matt? WHY MATT?!?!
8. You suck!

Monday, September 26, 2005

Loooong Weekend!

Well, I think I'm actually going to do it. I think I'm going to leave my husband. I've been debating about it for some time, but I think I've finally decided just to do it. Maybe. Every time I think about it, I just want to cry. I love him so much, but I'm just getting sick of it. Every night, I come home and it's like walking on eggshells around him, trying not to start a fight with him. I took off Friday night and kinda sorta left him... no clue where I was, just packed up some stuff and left with Gavin. I came home last night, minus Gavin, cuz Uncle Big Gay Steve was watching him, and hubby was trying to get some. Obviously, I was just supposed to drop everything and pretend like there's nothing happening. He got all mad when I told him there was no way in hell he was getting laid, and started yelling at me. Not only is it all supposed to just be okay again, he didn't even care that we were gone.

"Well, I thought we could work on some of the stuff wrong in our relationship!" No, you were trying to get laid, that's it. Sorry, you're out of luck. I think what has totally made up my mind is that all weekend, Gavin was fine. He wasn't screaming his head off at all. I think that maybe he's picking up on the tension in the house. I refuse to stress out my child. If I could make hubby leave, I would, but he refuses to leave the house. Even though, in a divorce, I would get the house and everything in it. Hell, I'll even take on all the debt, just LEAVE. Maybe I'll just file for divorce and then make him leave after that. I just can't see co-existing with him until then. Ugh, I'm so confused and frustrated. It's such a huge decision to make, divorce or not to divorce. Leave or not. If I could get him to leave, I would have Steve move in just to help with some of the bills and the baby! I don't know. I really don't want to go through a divorce, but dammit, if I'm gonna do it all by myself, I'll do it TOTALLY by myself, not with him watching me do it.

AND just to prove my point.... Last night, Grace got sick. WAY sick. Obviously hubby fed her something that she shouldn't have eaten. Okay, well, it was spagetti out of the fridge. He fed it to the dog, because he wasn't going to eat it because it had been there too long. Anyways, she started whining to me about midnight. I let her outside, figuring it must be important if it's in the middle of the night. About a half hour later, she started whining at hubby. He wouldn't get up and let her out and I didn't hear it or I would have. She had gravy butt all over my white bedroom carpet. I heard that but not her whining. Hmmm... Anyways, so here I am at 1:00 am, cleaning the carpets in my bedroom with the carpet cleaner while hubby just watched and told Grace she was a bad girl. Umm, no sorry! Not bad dog. Bad Hubby. You didn't let her outside. She had no choice, she had to GO. After that, she came right up to me and nudged me until I got up to let her out. She went out every hour on the hour, and then this morning, she was puking too. I felt so bad. Poor Doggie. Stupid Husband.

He's just absolutely useless when it comes to stuff around the house. It's beyond him to fold a load of laundry or do a dish, which is fine. I'll handle that stuff. But he just acts like it's too much responsibility for him. The only time he's nice to the dog is when I'm mad at him. The only time he's nice to me, is if he wants to get laid. Imagine that. I am just so sick of it all. It seems like whatever I do for him, it's not appreciated. He only works part time, and STILL can't manage to help out with Gavin in the middle of the night. Even though I work full time, and have to drive an hour for work. Last night though, he got a blast of truth right to his face. He told me that I'm stuck with him, no matter what. I told him than maybe he should make himself something worth keeping. He was PISSED. Truth hurts.

I don't know what to do. I'm so confused. I love him, I really do. But I hate coming home to him anymore. I hate the tension in the house and walking on eggshells around him. I'm just so sick of it all. UGH!!

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Fun things to play with!

Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover

You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!
Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.
You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you.

You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorable
Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life
By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.

Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives.
Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours.
No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.


Your Daddy Is Darth Vader

What You Call Him: Pops

Why You Love Him: You don't love him, you just love calling him "daddy"

You Are a Martini

There's no other way to say it: you're a total lush.
You hold your liquor well, and you hold a lot of it!

Monday, September 19, 2005

First day back at work...

Well, besides all my techs jumping up and down and almost crying because I'm back, it's been a rough day so far, and it's only 11:00am. I got here at 8, to a stack of work to be done that was about 3 feet tall. There was no one else in the office to do the work, so it's been left to me. The other office girl, C, got into a car accident and has been off of work all of September. She won't be back until October 1st. Oh yippee. Also, they just moved our office, so I've been trying to get everything organized too. This office is an absolute mess, but I'd rather be here than in Lansing.

I've only called home once to make sure that Pookie didn't kill poor Gavin. But, she just woke up when he woke up and let him go back to sleep. Bad Pookie!!! We had him up as much as possible yesterday, and HE SLEPT ALL NIGHT!!! He could sleep 2 more hours, but I think I'll be lucky to get 8 hours. I got 6 and that's all I can ask for. 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep is heavenly!

I am having a hard time concentrating though. Maybe it's all that sleep or maybe it's just the first day back at work problem after being off for 8 weeks. Either way... Back to work I go. Be back later to update more.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

tis mary... and peek-churs.









Enjoy guys! isnt he just too damn cute.

Blogger!!!!

Well, I keep trying to post pictures of my little Man-Licious but Blogger is being stoopid and won't let me. So Christi, you'll just have to wait a little longer!!! Er, well, I'll figure something out!

Friday, September 16, 2005

sorry

Well, I just got his pictures back, so as soon as I scan them today, they will be here CHRISTI!! Anyways, it's been a long kinda week, and I'm too tired to re-type it all. Just go here and read this. It kinda explains it all, just not in my words. I'll update more later when I add pics.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Oh No!

Ever had that little voice in the back of your head that said "You spoke too soon dumbass?" Yeah. I think y'all know where this is heading. Not only did the little prince scream his everloving head off for about 4 hours before he finally went to sleep, then he woke up every 2 hours to do the same, all night long. Oh well, wishful thinking, I suppose. However, he just ate, so I have a good 4 hours to sleep, so I'm going to do it. Well, less than 4, he was awake for about an hour this morning screaming. So, that leaves about 3 hours before his little tummy is screaming for more food. Ya know, some nights he does just fine, only waking up for 1 feeding, other nights, he's up every 2 hours. I don't get it. Oh well. I think I'm going to call the pediatrician today and see what he says. And, I can sleep all day and call him later, because the pediatrician is my uncle, so I've got him on speed dial. Talk to everyone later. Off to sleep.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Pictures


I wanted to put a picture of my husband on here too so you could see exactly who I'm talking about when I talk about him. This is him and I before our wedding, I think. I can't quite remember though.

Fine, Mary

Okay, I'm updating. I haven't really had all the much to say, which is why I haven't updated. However, I feel pretty good today because I got an awesome nights sleep last night because....

GAVIN SLEPT ALL NIGHT!!!!

Well, I'm kind of lying. He woke up at 4 and when I was changing his diaper I stuck the pacifier in his mouth, and he went right back to sleep. He slept until 6 and I figured okay, that's all I'm going to get. I made a bottle, changed his diaper, he took 3 swallows of the bottle, and went back to sleep until 8:30!!! I have unlocked the secret to a sleeping baby. I fed him a bottle at about midnight, with Karo syrup in it because he's constipated, and a couple teaspoons of rice cereal. Normally there's formula running down his face and all over his neck when he eats. There wasn't a drop to be spared of the bottle. No leaking, and also at the same time, No massive air swallowing. He burped a grand total of once during the 6 ounce bottle and was content. Normally, he swallows so much air, that Mylicon is my best friend. There was no need for the God-drops last night though. Happy baby. Happy momma even more importantly. There really isn't much else to update though. I'm going to get everything together for the garage sale that my step-mom is having. Hopefully I can get rid of some of the junk in my house. It's mostly clothes though. I'm going to get rid of my maternity clothes too, I think. I would like to have a reason to buy all new ones when I get pregnant again. I don't ever buy myself new things, so it will be a good reason to spoil myself. Anyways, off to kill the dog. That's all for now.