Euthanasia

This is far from my usual topics, maybe a little dark to some.  I don't understand people's problem with euthanasia/assisted suicide.  If someone is sick, terminally ill,  and suffering, why not let the person go with dignity? Why make the person suffer more? People wouldn't treat an animal that why, so why a human?  What's wrong with a lethal dose of morphine or the process in which prisoners are executed?

Cancer runs in my family and I've seen the long, drawn out process. I've seen family members not be able to blink, not be able to swallow, staring off into space in a vegetative state. That's no way to live. If I were ever in an accident or so severely terminally ill, I would not want to live that way. I would not want my family to deal with the medical costs and emotional turmoil, the hope that maybe I'll get better. There is a point where it's just selfish on the part of the family to want that person around, when it's just prolonging physical death, while quality of life is not there.  It's out of humanity that I feel this way.

I'm curious what others think on the subject. Please post some comments.

My kid has webbed toes, so what?

My daughter started her last two weeks of camp, nervous for ballet class. She didn't want to do the final performance in front of the camp and parents. She's a shy one. After the first few days, she had a strong liking for her teacher and was having fun. Then day four came and one girl asked her about her toes.  My daughter has the second and third toe on both her feet "webbed" about 2/3 up the toes.  She told her she was born that way, that they're "stuck together." What turned out to be one girls curiosity sparked two days of four, five more girls asking questions, making faces. "Does your mom have those toes?" "Eeewww!" "How come they're like that?" "Take them apart?" Anxiety turned from the performance to going to class barefoot everyday.
I'm not going to lie, when she was born I was upset over her feet. I asked the doctor to cut them at birth and was told it's really an involved procedure requiring reassigning of blood vessels if needed and skin grafts and that I should just leave it.  I had my own insecurities growing up of having fat feet and never wore sandals until senior year of high school. I could only imagine how some kids would tease my daughter.  If she was a boy, no big deal, but a girl, she should have pretty feet.
As time went on, I grew to love those toes. That's part of my baby's uniqueness. I kiss them, I rub them, I stare at them with love.  I joke with her and say she was part mermaid and that's what's left. She can swim faster, it's a bonus.
She loves her toes, because as a family, that's all we've ever told her.  Those are the only feet she knows.  Why shouldn't she love them? And now, this one girl in particular is making yuck faces at them? I feel bad, wish it didn't happen. I hope this will give my sensitive little girl the thicker skin she needs.  I hope she takes it in stride and this is the last someone will mention it.
My baby is happy, healthy, beautiful and smart.... and she happens to have webbed toes, so what?

It's been a while!

I haven't wrote on this in a while!  I should probably read my last post to see where I left off, but today I just need to let off a little steam. When do I not?
So if it hasn't been established, my daughter's father is a douche bag. I haven't been paid my child support on a regular basis all year. I got paid once in January, once in April, and once in June. Now he wants to go to court and claim he hasn't worked it 4 1/2 years so he can reduce his child support payments.  What a f*#%ing bag of shit. Meanwhile, he owns a $500,000 motorhome he put under his girlfriend's name and runs the production company, flies between NY, LA & Miami constantly. He forgets that I'm smarter than him and already got what I needed over him and his lawyer.

On a good note, I got into the Cardiac Sonography Program. Cheers to that!

I'm getting old...and feeling it!

I went to my in-laws a few weeks ago and spent the night.  Being a good houseguest, after finishing up in the shower, I hopped out, grabbed my towel and hopped back in, trying not to get any water on the floor.  I slipped and fell in the tub.  Being that they have glass doors and the metal track, my one leg got caught up and got bruised pretty bad.   Three black and blues on my thigh and calf, one on my other knee, and a nice one on my elbow.  Lovely.  Worst of all was the shame and embarassment that came with it.  As soon as I fell, in came my daughter. I could swear I locked that door.  Damn it. Then came the mother in-law. I was laughing so hard I was crying and she yelled for help, insisting I was hurt. Then came the dog, followed by the husband.  All I wanted to do was lay there naked by myself. Is that too much? Let me wallow in my own misery.
Then this past Monday came. I took out the kitchen garbage and wanted to be nice, so I took the garbage can from the driveway to the curb. I twisted wrong while putting it down and now can hardly move. My kid thinks it's funny that I let out a shriek with every sneeze and cough. I try and touch my toes and only my head can look down.  I went to the chiropractor on Saturday and was yelled at by my father because one "almost killed" his dentist.  Dr. Dad has his own regime that I need to follow so I'm waiting on him to come over and show me his stretches. In the mean time, I have a follow up this afternoon.  I haven't actually hit 30 yet, what the h-e-double hockey sticks!
So instead of running around, I decided to read some poetry with my daughter.  We love Shel Silverstein. He's so funny. We were reading Where the Sidewalk Ends (an anthology of poems) and came to a line about instamatic flu. My husband over heard and said instamatic flu was the worst. What does my kid say? "Noooo, HIV/AIDS is the worst!"
I give up.

The Semester is coming to an end!

I've been so busy, I haven't posted anything in a while.  I got a part time job and started 2 weeks ago. It's at a cafe during the lunch shift and I love it.  Everyone is super nice and it's just a great atmosphere.  I work while my baby is at school, so it's all gravy.

I've been studying hard.  I've have my last lab and review this coming week and then my final.  My application has been sent to the University for the sonography program and from this point forward, its a waiting game.  Today was the deadline, so hopefully I get the call for the interview soon and a positive decision on my acceptance. I'm hoping upon all hope I get in, but if not, I'm prepared to go back to work full time.

I finished the Stieg Larsson trilogy. My husband surprised me with the third book last weekend. Got it on Saturday, finished it up on Thursday.  They're big books, but the storyline is awesome, you can't put it down until it's all unravelled.

Tonight, I'm going to a CD release.  It's a great time every time I see one of  Mike Montrey 's shows. There'a something in there for everyone...my 7 year old has been singing along for 2 years now. iTunes and CD Baby now have it available, but I'm scoring my copy tonight!  Here's the latest review from Aquarian Weekly. Check it out!

The change is coming...

I finished the Girl Who Played with Fire. Now if I can only get my hands on the Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest.  This is a really good trilogy for the murder mystery/drama/book lovers.  I'm taking a break to catch up on my magazines that have been piling up. With school and all, my subscription to Shape has been on hold. I just finished a edition from last summer! With my subscription, went my motivation, but now I'm gonna try and stick with a program.
Since I'm presently unemployed, there's no extra money for a gym membership. Not that when I was employed I had the time to go to one. So I've decided to read these fitness magazines and rip out any articles I think I can do. I'm not one for stability balls/weights, and I have no treadmill, but there was a good article on excercising using your own body weight. Day one and I couldn't even do a few of the exercises. My goal is to be able to do the 3 circuits of 3 different excercises five times. That's what the article reccomends. I started on Monday and I can barely do 10 reps of each exercise once. Once I can do them well, I'll up the repetition. Trying for a bikini body for this summer....but if not, as long as I'm a bit healthier and stronger, I'm ok with that, too.  And once it gets a little warmer, I've got a bicycle I'm waiting to break in.
I've had several calls regarding jobs, but until this week, nothing has led to an interview. Today, I went on the first and have a second one set up for Friday.  Fingers crossed, it pans out. It's a part time gig at a sandwich shop, but it's during my daughter's school hours so every penny goes to us - no before or after care needed - and best of all, it's close to home.
After testing some product's at the research lab, I got $50 yesterday. It covered the groceries for the week and it makes me feel better that I can contribute. It's been 2 months and I haven't asked my husband for my allowance just yet. If I can just get this job to cover for gas, groceries and a few optionals, I'll be happy. Wish me luck!

I'm 30, kind of

So my best friend's birthday is in January and mine is in May. What better time to celebrate both than March? We left Thursday and came back on Sunday for a long weekend. It was just what we both needed.  We sat on the beach, ate, slept and read books. I read The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
while she read the sequel The Girl Who Played with Fire.  It took me from Thursday on the plane to Saturday night to finish my 6oo+ page book. I loved it - action, drama, mystery all in one. When I came home I Netflixed the movie. After reading the book, the movie doesn't even come close.  The book was so intense.  These books were originally written in Swedish and the title is literally translated into "Men who hate women."  It makes a lot more sense then the name the American publisher's gave it.  I've started on the second one.  It's a trilogy and I'm planning on reading the third at the moment, however it might have to wait until after the semester. Hopefully, I can finish this one over my spring break. 
While in the Bahamas, we went to the Atlantis one day to their aquarium, casino at night and Ben & Jerry's for a $9 milkshake.  I know it's vacation, but that's an absurd price for ice cream.  After trying to get in shape for this vacation, I gained four pounds while on it!  I already lost two since coming home by not eating at buffets for each meal.  With the weather warming up, I'm hoping to get outside more often and lose that other two plus.

Off to the Bahamas!

This year is the big 3-0 and I'm off to celebrate! My best friend's birthday is in January, mine is in May, so what better time to go away than March?  We're hitting the Bahamas.
I just looked at the weather. It's only supposed to be in the high 70's while we're there. It's not as hot as I would like, but it's better than here!  I haven't been to a beach in about two years. I had some problems with the skin on my face last Easter - I went to dermatologists, immunologists, spent hundreds of dollars and in the end, a 99 cents aloe leaf at the grocery store did the trick. I can still see remnants of what was there, but most people wouldn't notice. Add a little bit of makeup and it gone! But just in case, I went out and bought a brimmed hat to prevent any further issues.  So maybe the cooler weather is someone's way of looking out for me.
I went shopping the other day to check out some bathing suits. Depressing.  I still have the same amount of chest, just in a different spot. Finding a bathing suit that fit right and I felt comfortable wearing was tough.  In the end, I bought a bikini - but not so teenie weenie.  I just hope I don't look like someone who shouldn't be wearing one.
I tried to go on a diet. It didn't work. We went to visit the in-laws over the weekend and it was a choice between bagels and donuts for breakfast, then dinner was pizza. Monday, I had a lunch date with my mom at the Olive Garden.  So much for dropping 5 pounds. I would have been happy with 2. Instead I gained one and a half!  
This morning I hit up the spa for my first hot stone pedicure. I had some spafinder gift certificates from two Christmas's ago.  All it cost me was the tip and a few quarters for the meter.  I loved it!

Truth or Dare

The new thing in my daughter's group of friends is the game Truth or Dare.  She came home the other day asking me, "Truth or Dare?"  I picked truth. And then truth again, and again. I got, "Do you love me?" and "Did you like that rash on your face over the summer?"  All boring questions that she already knew the answer to.  When I picked dare, she told me to give her a kiss.  "Your dares are no fun...it's supposed to be interesting" I told her.  When it was my turn to ask, I asked if there was a boy she thought was cute. When she picked a dare, I told her to lick her sneaker.  She said she didn't have to do a dare if she doesn't want to.  I changed it to run around the house once. She said no again so I changed it to picking up one of our guinea pigs. She agreed, but never did.
That night I came home from school and she was already laying in bed. I went to lay with her and she asked me "Truth or Dare?"  I picked Dare. She told me to lick my shoe. Really? OK. I sat up, grabbed my slipper and gave a quick slurp of the bottom. Her face was priceless!  "EEEWWW! That's disgusting! Why did you do that?"  She couldn't get over it.
"Because it was a dare, and that's how you play the game!"  After she fell asleep I went downstairs and kissed my husband.   :)

There's a stranger in my town...

I chaperoned my daughter's field trip on Monday to the aquarium. We touched skates, sharks, rays, sea stars (whatever happened to starfish?), and sea anemones.  At each tank, I had one kid scared of something. But when it came to the shark tank, the little girl who was scared of the rays suddenly turned into the shark whisperer and touched 20! 
Tuesday I had my appointment with the unemployment office.  It was an interview over the phone. Sometimes you get a feel for how an interview went, on this one I have no clue.  I find out sometime next week.  In the mean time, still looking for work and being a lab rat. This week it was testing sunscreen for $100.  Next week, it's a face lotion for $30.  I think I'm going to start volunteering somewhere.  I can help out somewhere and not have an empty spot on my resume.
Thursday I was feeding my daughter breakfast and we had an unexpected visitor at the door.  Some guy about 6 foot, big boned and heavy set came banging on my door. He claimed he was from out of state, on his way to work and his car overheated under a nearby overpass.  He needed some water. I wouldn't open the door and sent him to the side of the house to use the hose, not remembering we winterized the pipes.  He came back and asked me to fill the jugs.  He put them down and went across the street while I stepped out to grab them. I told my kid to call 911 in case anything happened.  It was stupid of me. What if there was someone else hiding on the side of the house?  He passed four houses full of cars and people before getting to mine, why not stop there?  Or he could have been just someone who really just needed some help.  My kid was hysterical and I'm paranoid...Last year, an elderly woman up the street was attacked by someone while sitting next to her pool. The man ran into the woods and was never found, no description ever given.  So after dropping my daughter off at school, I headed over to the police station and reported it.  What I should have done was call the police to come help him and they could have checked him/his story out.
I wish I got a pitbull instead of this terrier at the moment.  Now, I have my father coming over and casing the joint.  Benefit of a recently retired father whose a hunting enthusiast.  He sat on my patio for hours Thursday afternoon just sitting and waiting ever so still like a statue.
I'm an optimist - on the bright side, this a good excuse to get the hubby to walk the dog in the evening and night.
Today we're off to celebrate my husband's grandmother's 94th birthday.  It should be a nice gathering of about 60 - her kids, grandkids and great grandchildren.  Happy Birthday Grandma!

Going...

Monday was supposed to be a day off for everyone, but with all the snow this winter, our township had school on President's Day. We had tickets to see Eric Carle's Hungry Caterpillar puppetry show, but had to forfeit in lieu of school. My baby missed too much when she had pneumonia. I couldn't think of taking her out for a day of fun.  Her education is priority number one.  So then I had a romantic day for me and the hubby, right? WRONG! I got focused on making photo albums online for my bridesmaids from my wedding. It took me all day and in the end, something was wrong and it wouldn't let me place the orders. Talk about a wasted day. My husband ended up walking into town by himself getting his prescriptions and stopping in the chocolate shop on the way back for me.
Yesterday was gymnastics. I was too busy chit chatting with the other mom's I didn't even notice that my kid fell off the balance beam, hurt herself and was crying. I saw her with an ice pack and at the end of class the teacher came up to me that she fell and would probably have bruises today.  I told my kid, we don't have health insurance until the first of March and she can't go around getting hurt or sick until then!
I signed up at the research lab to be an "alternative." If someone doesn't show up for a study, I do it. If not, I get paid to sit for the hour while they wait to make sure everyone comes.  Yesterday I went and thought, what better way to get myself reading a book. So I started The Afterlife by Gary Soto. I had picked it up at the library a while ago and it's been sitting on my shelf.  It's pretty dark, but good and seems to be a fast read. I sat for a few hours yesterday and I'm already halfway through. It's about a boy who was murdered and what happens to him/his spirit afterwards (the afterlife). I would say that title nailed it. So not only did I start reading this book, but I got paid $10 to do so.
My husband started the Atkins diet this year. Not for the wait loss, but for the neurological impact it's supposed to have.  The weight is an added bonus. He's already lost 25 pounds. I don't agree with the diet, but  he's a grown man.  Bacon & eggs are one of his staples and happen to be on sale this week - two packages of bacon for 1.99 each and eggs .99 per dozen  - I figured I'd be nice and spend half my earnings on him. The other $5.03 will be saved for now...
I recieved a call back regarding a job on Monday. It was for part time work, but the hours were from 2pm-8pm. With my kid and my night classes, it just doesn't work. But it was a boost to my self esteem that someone actually is looking at the resumes I've been sending out. They really should have posted the hours - I'm sure it would have eliminated a bunch of people right off the bat and not wasted applicants/employers time.  I initially had the goal of sending out a minimum of 3 resumes a day. After a few weeks, I feel as though I've exhausted the majority of openings in my field. The number has dwindled to about one a day, if that.  I've also succumbed and applied for unemployment. I've paid into it for the past 11 years, I plan on finding something, but until then, why not?  I have my first interview March 1, and I'll find out if I'm even eligible.

It's going...

I ended up getting some undershirts for my husband for V-day. Maybe not so romantic, but definitely practical. And it even came with one bonus shirt and a trial size deodorant! I ended up getting a slight bout of food poisoning, so I slept 20 out of 24 hours that day. I asked my family if they minded celebrating the next day.  My husband sent us 3 girls (me, daughter & dog) some chocolate covered fortune cookies. They were cute, but sadly I could only look at them and roll over.
I went Wednesday to sign up as a product tester at another local facility. They put some product behind my ear and I wasn't allowed to wash it until after they saw it today Friday. Wish I had known that before I went. I washed it the day before. So I showered this morning, headed over to the lab for them to check it out and right over to the salon to get my hair washed and cut. I told her 6 inches, but it looks like she took off about 10 - yeah, my hair was that long. I don't mind, Sara is great, so she'll cut it/layer it/style it so it fits me and then only charge me $25.  I like it. Then I went across the way to Victoria Secret. I received a coupon for a free panty. Then I thought, I really do need a new bra. The last good one I bought was pre pregnancy and my kid's 7! Turns out, the bras I've been wearing are 2 cups too small. $152 later, I have 3 new bras and 4 panties. Very expensive for me, but I figured, it's the last time I'll be treating myself in a while and I don't think my husband will mind.  Wink, wink. Couldn't stop there. I went to get my friend a birthday present and ended up buying myself a purse instead. Whoops! Stopped at the pet store and got the dog a crate for the car and a new ball and then on my way home, stopped again at a little main street buy my house and ended up getting my friend her birthday gift.  So much for saving that money.
While I was walking on "main street" from one store to the next, some young kid introduced himself to me. As I shook his hand and gave him my name, he asked to hang out.  But he didn't ask, it was more as if he was telling me.  When I told him I was married, he started speaking/shouting in Hebrew while whipping his hand back and making some gestures - I think he was warding off the evil spirits from shaking a married woman's hand or something. Mind you he was also dressed as a Rastafarian.  Whatever it was, I couldn't help but giggle..  I always did attract the weird ones.

One Week Down

I'm at the conclusion of my first week home. With the new puppy and all the cleaning I said I'd do, I have yet to turn the tv on all week. I'm proud of myself.
Monday I took the pup to the vet, dropped off items for donation at the local thrift store, showed the pup off to my sister in law, cooked dinner early so it would be ready before I had to go to class. My father came over to watch my daughter while I went to school. In the 20 minutes that he was here and dinner was still cooking, he ate all my vegetables, some peanuts, salad, and chips. I had to tell him to wait for me to serve my daughter so they could eat together! He's like the bottomless pit, and he says he's on a diet.
Tuesday it was frigid over here. I was out with the dog every hour or two and thought my fingers were going to break off if they so much as tapped into something. By 2 o'clock both the puppy and I needed a nap.
Yesterday I attempted to clean that one closet in the home where I throw all my stuff when company is coming. I'm sure everyone has that one spot that gets dumped on.  Mine happens to be in the dining room. An hour into it, I gave up, but I did get one whole trash bag and another for donation. I'm rescheduling to finish at a later date.
Today's Friday. Stopped at Target after dropping off my daughter at school. Picked up some puppy shampoo and toothpaste. Stopped at Petco and Panera on the way home inquiring about work. Everything is online these days so I came home and filled out the applications. Fingers crossed they have day part time where I don't need to put my daughter back into before or aftercare - and that I get an offer.  I also stopped by the research lab and signed up to be a human guinea for a study. At least I've got that going for  some income. My last paycheck should also be mailed out to me today.  I already said what that money was going to go towards, but with my brain, I forgot.  Gave the dog a bath, NOT fun for either of us. After school today my daughter and I are going to make homemade valentine's for her class on Monday. Still got to get the hubby a little something for the holiday. Any suggestions?

New Addition

Well, I sent in some applications to adopt a dog over the weekend. I was super in love with fergie - a mutt of mutts. My husband wanted to look at more than the three I applied for so Saturday morning we went to the local animal shelter. They had 2 older dogs, one aggresive and the other 9 years old with medical issues.  The rest were pitbulls. With a seven year old in the house, I can't take the risk of an abused dog lashing out at her, so we left and went on to Animals and Things.  We were only going to look. I promised.  But after seeing there faces, how could you leave one there in the cage? I've never bought a dog from a pet shop before, always a breeder, but I just had to have this little girl. Four pounds,wheaten color, Cairn Terrier.  She just looked so sad and scared and needed a family to love her.
My daughter was with her father this weekend.  The whole thing was a complete surprise for her. I saved the dog naming for her on Sunday - Rosie. Not what I wanted, but I'll grow to love it. So for now it's just me and Rosie.  I've been crate training her. She did great. No accident's since we brought her home....that is until last night when my husband let her into the bedroom and let her wander around and pee on my carpet. I was furious with him, not my Rosie.
I doubt I'll ever have another human child. Rosie is my newest baby. I guess you could say I'm on maternity leave.

LET FREEDOM RING!!!

Free at last! I am officially unemployed...or should I say self-employed? After four years, there are definitely some friendships and faces I will miss.  The second I left, I was hit with a wave of relief.  I felt like sleeping for hours, but I had some celebrating to do and not all mine. My niece turns 10 today, so after a celebratory dinner with the hubby, we went over for cake. 
Adult conversations turned to work.  Some people were surprised that in this economy when everyone is looking for work, I quit mine with no back up. And the only thing I can say is "Yes, I did."  At first when I was telling people I was going to stay home for some time, I was embarrassed and felt wrong.  To some coworkers, I'm "better than that." Some of the women were envious, but in a good way.  It's slowly sinking in and I can say with a growing confidence I am happy with my decision and I will concentrate on my family and home. I will be there for my daughter. I know it's not going to last for ever, so I will enjoy the time while I can.  Heck, I might even get that dog I've been wanting.

Hump Day!

Today is Wednesday, Day 3 on the countdown until I'm unemployed. I've already started to cut costs and asked my husband for an allowance starting mid month. I dropped my daughter from before and after care - there's $285 a month down. And this weekend was the Grand Opening of Aldi near us. Anyone been to that grocery store? It's all generic foods, but some good buys. I made my shopping list for the local grocery store and then went there. If I found it there cheaper, I bought it. Bread - $.25, Eggs $.89, Oranges $1.99/4lb bag.  $27 later, I already had half my groceries at a third of the price! I'm scared to try the meat though...I saved that for Shoprite.
I've been applying anywhere and everywhere, but haven't heard anything back. It's a little discouraging; a setback, but it's all good. We've got some research labs in the area that use humans as guinea pigs. I've done it before for extra cash, so in the mean time, that'll do for gas money and such. 
I'm real excited for Friday to come. I've worked since I was 16 years old. I stayed home when my daughter was born for a year, but other than that, I've always been working.  My current plan is to pick two rooms a day and scrub those suckers good!  I started a physics class last week. It's harder than I expected so I'll be studying and doing math problem an hour or two a day.  My nephew was born in October.  I've had a quilt that's been sitting waiting to be made. There's some new cousins in the family I've yet to meet. I'll be making a home cooked meal each night and finally have some down time to enjoy with the family. Even though it won't be paid, I'll still be working and enjoying every minute!

I am that good....

So after giving my notice on Monday, having meetings everyday since regarding my resignation, they have finally accepted it today, Friday.  And it does make me feel good. I know I'm a hard worker and I know my value. I know I'm worth more, and not just monetarily. I deserve respect. Even after all this, my boss took me in his office and said he knows I'm a woman and he can't talk to me like he does. That was exactly my point. Be it a woman or not, there's a level of respect at work that must be followed. If someone's in a bad mood, you  don't say he/she "needs to get laid."  You don't ask your subordinates to buy you lunch everyday and never say thank you or say you don't have your wallet on you when we all walk by your reserved spot and see your wallet in the cup holder.
Relieved. That's the word. I'm lucky in that I'm more frugal than the average person. At 29, I have over a year's salary saved up. And getting married gives me that little boost of income (plus my child support covers my daughter)  where I don't need to find something before I leave.  I know it would be better, but at this point, my mental and physical well being are more important.
And I leave knowing that the company really does need me and will be hurting for a bit. Today, that is all the satisfaction I need. 

Changes!

I wasn't kidding when I said this would be my year for change and to grow strong. I put in my notice and I'm out.  Did they ask me to stay? Hell yeah! Will I? Hell no!  I've got nothing lined up just yet, but I'm a hard, dependable worker and I'm not scared or nervous. As a matter of fact, I feel relieved. It's as if I broke off an abusive relationship. I came home and just slept.
I now have energy like I haven't in a long time. I will enjoy my family more and have that patience I resolved to have on the midnight of the new year.
I'm also going to go on a major budget in the time being. ;)

I can't take it anymore!!!

So I had my annual review at work. Apparently I didn't get my raise because I "got married this year and your husband should take some of the responsibility" in regards to my daughter.  WHEN THE HELL DID I ENTER THE TWILIGHT ZONE?!?!?!?! 

Discriminating against an individual based on his or her marital status is illegal. That means your employer cannot discrimination against you because you are married, not-married, divorced, having a marriage dissolved or annulled, separated, widowed, or have any other marital status.

So even though I would have LOVED to have walked out and given my boss a piece of my mind, I need my job at the moment.  My daughter says I should sue him. But what would I get? Legal bills and a $1000 for the crap raise I should have gotten. At this point I'd rather go work at the local supermarket until I find something better.  My revenge? I know when I do leave in a few months - I've got 5 months left MAX, he'll be out a smart, educated assistant.  I know he can't keep one due to his ignorance, arrogance and poor piss attitude.  And let's not forget his spitting on me, the paperwork and our merchandise with all his DISGUSTING tobacco chewing.  I'm the only one who can put up with it all, and at this point, I've had enough.

Here we go....

If they're prepubescent, only one shower is needed a week - that's what some doctors say.  Today's Tuesday, my daughter's last shower was Saturday. Not sure, but I let it slide. When she wouldn't take a shower this morning I told her to go get dressed. Instead, she watches tv while I'm getting ready so I decide no tv for the rest of the week. Now I'm "the meanest person in the whole world" according to the dry erase board on the wall.
New year, new resolutions.....patience, declutter and do my best.
I've been taking the prerequisites for the past year. I start my last class the end of the month and then I can apply to the sonography program I'm working towards.  I was bored at work a few months ago and bought a clarinet online.  I had my first lesson last month and have my next one set for tomorrow.  If I'm not busy, I'm just not happy.
Now if I can only win that Mega Millions set to be drawn in twenty minutes.    ;)