Weekend Drama-rama-lama-ding-dong!

I might as well talk about my weekend and such.

Work is being really mean today, I’m emo like CRAZY! I just want to cry. stupid hormones!

So Friday… I had picked up  my kids on Thursday so Friday I woke up and gave them breakfast, fiddled around with some stuff and went out to shop. I had 140 bucks in checks to cash and I was gonna take 100 out to do my shopping with.

Well, I get to the bank and they say "Oh there is a problem"… turns out three of my SUPER SMALL charges went through all at once AFTER I had transferred all the money out of my account into a different one to cover another bill. If I hadn’t moved the money, I’d have been fine, but I had checked my account and it looked like everything had gone through.

NOPE.

So 33 bucks for each charge came up to 100 bucks in overdraft fees and 40 dollars in actual charges.

i wanted to cry.

So I just put in all the money and didn’t have ANYTHING for shopping.

But I went into crisis shopping mode and spent 92 bucks in Wal Mart anyway. I bought crayons and coloring books and yarn (and cat litter and a few other neccessary’s ha ha) and left feeling a bit better. We also went to Vons and I spent another 90 bucks on random groceries including strawberries (I almost took down the entire display when I removed one box and they all slid. I had to stand ther yelling "helllllppppp!!!" before someone came by and took over the job. Stupid strawberries!) and chicken thighs.

Blah.

I will take this moment to announce I"m back on SUPER BUDGET mode… no extra spending and saving all I can. I will have Jacobs birthday at the end of May (That’s about $100 bucks on a few presents and a nice little cake…), car insurance in June ($140), childcare in July (at least $1000), along with Jonathons birthday in July (another $100, though I might shell out a little more since we skimped on his birthday last year)… and I’m behind on my phone bill which will also have to get  caught up in July ($120)… ALSO I am going to see what I need to do to get the divorce moving again on May 8.. but I now have NO MONEY for an ad. None.so yeah… hoping I can compromise on that. ALSO… no money to get my car fixed.

i don’t know what’s wrong with me.

Lets just pray the brakes hold up till August… please!!! I get an extra paycheck in July which will help me cover a lot of these things, but I have to be REALLY GOOD with my budget till then.

No extra fun dinners (I’m keeping our 2 nights out a month, it’s morale boosting!), no extra fun shopping. (cept for the 45 bucks in Target gift cards I got, I can use that if I get a tickle!) Stick to the budge damn it!

I can do it… but yeah, I went overboard with things and yeah…

Oh… cuz I also went to Gamestop on Saturday and bought 100 dollars in games. I couldn’t help it. *schloop good bye money!*

ANYWAY… the rest of Friday was filled with cleaning. This is where my fights began.

*Round 1* DESK!

My kids were screaming and fighting and I was at my desk. I got up to go see what they were doing and put my hand down on a ragged edge on my rickey almost falling apart desk and got a good hole in my palm. It hurts even now.

FAIL *strike one!*

*Round 2* GLASS!

While cleaning the kitchen I finally unpacked my cheap Wal Mart glasses and washed them all. I was cleaning one when I felt a sharp jab in my finger. Turns out they are cheaply made (you get what you pay for) and there was a shard of GLASS sticking out of the INSIDE of the damn thing that jammed into my finger. I instantly thought of taking the glasses back,but it’s too much of a hassle for $10 in stupid glasses. I am going to write Wal Mart a letter and tell them what happened. Maybe I can get something for free! I even plan on taking a picture of it to send with the letter. I could totally sue them. hahaha. Lame. So yeah, a glass kicked my ass (I put the glass away, we won’t be using it to drink out of, but it might make a cute vase!)

FAIL *strike two!*

*Round 3* BROOM!

So whlie cleaning I made a pile of junk that was in the living room that SHOULD be in my  kids room. I kept telling them to get the stuff and put it away. Over and over and over. Every 5 minutes I’m telling them "Hey, pick up this stuff! Hey! Pick this up!" And they would walk AROUND IT and get something completely DIFFERENT from somewhere ELSE…

It made me see red.

So I called them into the room and pointed at the pile.

"THIS IS WHAT I WANT YOU PICK UP!"

Jonathon starts to talk back "I know that, but we have other things to pick up too!"

RED RED RED REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM

So I slam the broom down in a fit "I WANT THIS PICKED—"

and the fucker ricochets back up and RIGHT INTO MY FACE.

I screamed, threw the broom across the room and ran to my bedroom (a total tantrum!) and slammed the door.

I came out of it with a nice round bruise and bloody scar on my face.

Looks like someone beat me… *SUCKER PUNCH*

No… it was just a broom.

<span style="color: #ff0000″>EPIC FAIL! *Strike 3… you’re out!*

I was officially done with cleaning after that. I did manage to get my room somewhat tidy, but I was stressing and crying and barely able to compose myself after all that madness.

We had hot dogs for dinner and watched tv. I ended up not being able to sleep and was up till 4 am watching crazy television shows.

Saturday Baboo wanted me to call him early but I was knocked out sleep and missed my alarm… but I ended up talking to him later and he asked me to come pick him up. so I did. We got tacos for lunch. Oh, before I got him I went to Gamestop.

The guy who was checking me out was flirting like CRAZY. It was an ego boost for sure! He was cute too. Makes me want to go browse some games and get flirted with. ha ha. He even gave me an additional 10% off (equalling 20% off all my games!) and kept telling me to come back. awww.

Anyway, we picked up Baboo, got tacos, came hoome and lounged. I colored and crocheted and we watched weird television.

I made steaks for dinner. They came out pretty excellent.

Did I mention my little sister (she is 19) made me a homemade from scratch cake for my birthday? chocolate and pretty good! I have to freeze it cuz my diet won’t let me scarf it down in one sitting. ha ha!

So Baboo went outside and picked me a flower off this tree bush thingy that hangs into our yard. He took a pic of it, I’m hoping he’ll send me. He went and picked it when I metnioned our 1 yearness. It was very sweet and made me want to cry… ha ha It was like a yello rosey looking thing…

Anyway… Baboo and I drank and were drunky (after the children were sleep) and had some really amazing sex. It was really REALLY nice…

And then I slept and dreamed about vampires. It almost makes me want to write the story. We were going to use a baseball stadium as our base of operations. Seems perfect to me!

Anyway… Sunday was another mostly lazy day spent laying in bed with Baboo. I did get up and was a good mommy making my kids breakfast. They didn’t come bugging me at all! and it was after 9:00!

I had a horrible hangover… ugh. it sucked!

Around 2 I had to take Baboo back home. It made me cry because I thought he was staying. I was all emo and stupid. I don’t know why I’m crying so much lately.

Anyway, after that I played some Persona 4 and got ready to take my kids back to my dads for their last 3 days (I almost wish I had just takent he 3 days off!)… we went to a gas sation and were going to get some Jack in the Box that is right across from it.

Of course I had to have an ordeal with the fucking Jack in the box…

I ordered a spicy chicken sandwich with NO CHEESE and NO MAYO and a small iced tea. I get up to the window and they take my card. they start handing me the food and then the drinks. They handed me some weird purple drink. I was like "Um, I ordered an iced tea"… so this other lady comes up and says "You didn’t get a drink, that’s $1.50"

*blink*

ummm… wait bitch, I DID ORDER A DRINK. YOU WERE GOING TO GIVE ME ONE BUT IT WAS WRONG.

grrrr.

So I asked for my receipt and she was like "Oh, this machine won’t print one"

*blink blink rage*

So i pull away just ready to be done with it all. I stopped to check my food… THE SANDWICH HAD CHEESE ON IT!!!

I was livid and quite done with that bullshittery. So  I went inside and demanded a manager. While I was standing there some young boy is all "You get bad service too? I’ve been waiting 20 minutes for some jalapeno poppers…"

He asked 5 times while I stood there and they just ignored him and acted like he was being crazy.

jesus.

So the manager finally comes and she can’t recall my order. She keeps asking me if it was 16 bucks and I was like "no, it was 11 something"… I should have just taken the 16… she hands me 12 dollars and says they ran out of receipt paper and she can give me a receipt in an hour.

oh sweet jesus bitch.

I walked away (thinking I should have taken the toys from the damn kids meals!) and ended up at carls jr and got the same food for less.

DAMN BITCH.

Ugh!!!

I’m writing Jack in the Box too! GIVE ME FREE FOOD! I refuse to go back to that restaurant with that service and it’s the only Jack In the Box near me.

blah.

So I dropped my boys off. When I was about to leave my step mother comes up with a GIANT BOUQUET OF FLOWERS… with PURPLE ROSES!!! ONE OF MY FAVORITES!!! It was for my birthday. I took some pics I’ll post later (I also killed a GIGANTIC SPIDER this weekend and took pics of that too, i’ll post!)

Then I came home and was all sad and lonely.

I played more Persona 4… and just as it was getting good I had to stop cuz it was getting late.

and now here I am.

40 minutes till lunch and I’m starving.

I did eat all of the lemon chiffon. But I’m gonna bootleg a little crust of shortbread cookies next time I eat it. ha ha!