Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Can't let it happen

I just read the fire departments letter in the paper...

As a firefighter's fiance it worries me that the city administration is not hiring more firefighters & is making them work short handed. Not to mention talk of a part volunteer department.

That compromises the safety of our firefighters AND the public. If you live in Marshalltown, call your council persons & tell them to keep our department a FULL TIME department!


http://www.timesrepublican.com/page/content.detail/id/527861.html

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Time flies

This week Hunter started kindergarten...

Class every day... All day...

He was excited. Me? Not so much. I'm not ready to have him gone all day, in his big kid school. It was so quiet without him, Ian played quietly by himself and then curled up on the couch with Emily and I.

Another big milestone - he rides the bus everyday. I'm still not sure I'm okay with that... I worry for him on the bus. Granted - its the elementary bus... But there can be really mean kids. I never liked the bus... Too scary... I don't like letting someone else be in charge of the safety of my kiddo.

Hopefully it wont last forever.

I miss my babies.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Hmm

Everything is coming together perfectly...

Weird.

Friday, August 6, 2010

A wedding vs a WEDDING

When I got married the first time I was 17.

My parents had to sign a permission slip in order for me to get married.

I got married in a courthouse, by a judge I knew - I went to elementary school with his son, with 5 people in attendance.

I was 3 1/2 months pregnant, a junior in high school & didn't have the time or money for a bigger wedding.

When I got divorced and Curt and I started talking about a wedding I had the typical giddy "I get to have a giant wedding" thoughts.

I don't know anymore.

I can see walking down the aisle of a church on my dad's arm in a big ballgown dress with a couple hundred of our closest people watching...

I can also see walking down an aisle made of maybe 50 or less of our closest people, in a nature center overlooking a lake and timber... Geese walkin around in the background and all...

I don't know what I want. I don't know if I can make a big wedding happen. I don't know if I can make a little wedding happen. I suck at organization. I suck at planning things. Details aren't really my thing.

I've got 13 months to figure it out.

Craaaaaaap.

The other one.

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A new blog as I reach the unfat me :)

One day closer

It is one day closer to me going back to work

I am dreading it

I don't want to leave my baby. I don't remember it being this hard to leave the boys when I went to work.

Maybe it is because I know it is about 99% sure that Emmy is my last baby.

I don't want to miss anything. I love rocking her to sleep at night... Watching her stare at me as her eyes get heavier and she slowly drifts off to baby-dream land.

If there was anyway I could just quit and stay home I would.

OH. Plus - with Hunter being in school full time this year & the way our custody schedule is...

I'm only going to see him mornings before school & 2 nights a week every other week.

Depressing. He had better come visit me at work. A LOT.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

UGH

Today sucks.

Our current cable provider is HORRIBLE, I can watch tv total of about 2 hours a day, never the SAME two hours in the day - without the cable going out and having all of our 400+ including movie channels not working. There is a nice little note on the channels that says "This channel will be available shortly". So far shortly is STILL going and we are at a hefty 3 1/2 weeks. So we called a different provider, got a great dealk (We thought) so they came today to hook it up. Mr. Hookupman is gone... and I still have our original shitty provider. We ordered one package, they wrote us down for a different and told me that it'd be an additional $99 up front and $10/month to get what we had originally ordered. I told Mr. Hookupman that we'd reschedule for a time that Curt would be home. Ugh.

Someone that was at my house this weekend was SO kind to reset our thermostat to 75 degrees. Our house is NOT to get warmer than 71. It is actually supposed to stay around 65. DOCTORS ORDERS. You ask doctors orders? YES. Because the warmer it is in the house, the HIGHER chance my newborn daughter has at losing her life to SIDS. I'm sorry if your chilly in my house. Get over it. It is MY house. NOT YOURS. If you don't like it, don't come here. I'd rather have my daughter living than you happy and warm. Buy a sweatshirt.

My cell phone... My life, my love, my "lovie"... is dead... My charger? Gone. Not in my house. I can't find the damn thing. Curt's charger? The fire department.

And throughout all this crap-hole of a day, I can't call my fiance because he is in training from 8-5. He gets like 45 second breaks so he asks whats going on, I get 7 words into the story and he is telling me he has to go.

I text him to tell him my phone was dead and to call the house if he needed anything. The neighbor comes over "Uh, Curt just called and said your router is unplugged or something, he can't call the house phone and you are supposed to call him." From WHAT!? MY SHOE PHONE??

AND IT ISN'T EVEN NOON.