Its Nice to Relax

What a restful day I had at work! I was able to lose myself in my work, and the day sped by and ended with a feeling of accomplishment. I met the roofer this morning, and I was done there in 15 minutes. Problem is, I wore grungy clothes in anticipation of being there for a while, and had to go home and change. The first inspection from the City is tomorrow, then they'll tar it and call for the final inspection. All should be done soon.

Meanwhile, I'm now trying to sell 24 church pews that are 14 feet long, and 2 that are 7 feet long. Wish me luck!

Hurry up wednesday!

...in T news, she was well behaved at school, and hasn't peed on anything but the bathroom toilet in over 24 hours. Things are looking up!

I'm Exhausted

Yep, the weekend has pretty much done me in. Hot on the heels of T's performance at the mall referenced below, she woke up the next morning and peed in my bed. Luckily for me, I had already gotten out. I was so mad I can't tell you. I'm not sure what's up with this sudden spat of inappropriate pee'ing, but its got to stop. Thank god for waterproof mattress pads!

I also discovered that T has lost a special key. Remember that nifty mirror/jewelry cabinet I bought a few months back? Yep, the key to that. My jewelry is now locked up and inaccessible until the thing is found our I figure out how to buy a new one. If I've told her once, I told her a million times not to play with it. Looked last night, and it was gone. No idea where it is.

Regarding my other two "children" ....Spent today cleaning out the last 1/2 of my parent's closet. Lets just say that it was a dirtier job than any of you could imagine. Yikes. One little gem I found inside was a bag of sheer curtain panels...8 of them. Receipt says they were purchased in 1977. As I recall, my mom was on a sheer curtain kick back then, and put them on all the windows in the house. She LOVED them. Of course, over the last 32 years, they've basically decayed where they hung and I got rid of most of them about 10 yrs ago. I put these "new" ones up on my mom's bedroom windows and she's thrilled. Plus, they actually look nice. Of course, they make the actual curtains that they hang behind look that much worse. The curtains are a bit older...circa 1969. New curtains is just one more item on the long list of things to do there.

Lastly, I'm about to purchase a new twin mattress set to be delivered there, so that I can sleep there if necessary. The ones they have in the guest room are circa 1969 as well. No way to sleep in it with my back. Its like sinking down into a marshmellow.

So, I'm thrilled to be back to work tomorrow...even though it will only be part-time. I'll be overseeing roofers for part of the day at a building that my dad owns. It, too, is a mess and I'm trying to sort that out as well.

That's it for now. I'm waiting for Wednesday with everything I have...its a holiday for me and school is in session. I'm going to try and do some xmas shopping, since I'll be by myself away from prying eyes. I'll indulge in a bit of retail therapy and alchoholic therapy at lunch, and there won't be any little mischief makers around to kill my buzz. Fabulous!

Night, night, all...

Oh.My.God.

So, I pick T up from school today, to a good report from the teacher that she was much better behaved and didn't stalk or wreak destruction on the other children...especially Rene. We go off to the Nordstrom's (which coincidently was having their 1/2 yearly sale), and have dinner. I have a big fat glass of wine, and am feeling FINE. VERY FINE.

I then tell T that I want to go downstairs to check out the purses. I've been eyeing a purse on the sale table for the last 6 - 8 months. Even on sale, they were asking an ungodly amount of money. More than I would EVER spend.

But it was beautiful.

Hot pink leather with a bit of a sheen to it. It had a long shoulder strap, which can go across the body freeing both my hands to deal with T. The perfect purse. I just knew that they'd drop the price for this sale...I was hoping they'd drop it 100 bucks, so I could 1/2 way justify the purchase.

We go downstairs, and it was sold. I was crushed. Then I spotted an even better purse. Purple patent-leather Coach purse. I LOVE IT. I buy it as a xmas present to myself, and then we go to the area where the steps are outside in the mall area, so T can play and run around.

I sit on the bench content with life, as T runs around this big grassy area with steps that she jumps around on. She's about 50 - 60 ft away at the furthest, on the concrete area, when I see her do the pee pee dance. She looks at me from afar, spreads her legs and squats. I start yelling like a crazy woman,

"Don't you do it!!"

My relaxed shopping-induced , alchohol-induced euphoria was shot to hell. IN SECONDS. She did it. She peed where she was standing, through her panties with her dress lifted up.

OH.MY.GOD.

Both my purse and my prized new purse, were both left on the bench forgotten as I went tearing across the lawn as fast as a fat, middle-aged lady with a bad back and bad foot could move. Oy. I'm not sure what embarassed T more: Her accident or her crazy mother.

I had to hunt up security to confess T's sin so that they could call maintenance, to deal with the puddle of pee. I was worried one of the babies or toddlers, who often play in the area, would unknowingly toddle right into it and start playing in pee. Yuck.

So ends our nice, relaxing evening at the mall.

Needless to say, we're now home taking baths.

I hope this isn't a harbinger of how the rest of the weekend will turn out...

I Jinxed Us

yep, I was chatting today with Marie, bragging about how I thought our days of T hitting other kids in the class were over...given our lessons about using words. I was feeling quite proud of myself for solving this little problem. I should have known.

I pick t up from school today, and Mrs. M informs me that "she didn't use words today".

Uh-oh.

In fact, she took a swipe at more than one kid.

I quizzed her in the car, and she only admitted to hitting one kid. Rene. Her best buddy. Her explanation? Rene was playing with the other kids.

Uh-oh.

Was somebody jealous? Does someone have stalker tendancies? Apparently when her love was playing with the other kids, she got mad and hit him and everybody else.

I have her making a card right now. She's insisting on signing it "love" instead of "your friend", because "he's my friend and I love him".

Could the kid at least wait until Jr. high, before making her poor mom deal with boy issues?

Dr. Report

We were at the doc this morning, and T got the general flu shot again (since the one she got last april was last year's version), and she got the H1N1 Sniff shot. Literally, they squirt the stuff up each nostril like nose spray. Ingenious method of delivery. Where was this when I was a kid? Hopefully, this will keep her from getting too sick in the coming months.

Regarding this chronic cough, the doc prescribed an inhaler, for T to breathe three times a day for the next week. If that doesn't knock the cough out, we'll explore antibiotics. Will pick up the meds later tonight or tomorrow.

Halloween Pics

Finally, I have some Halloween pics to post. Unfortunately, the bulk of the pics I took with Marie's camera turned out blurry. Apparently, these are the best of the lot, and all are from before we went out trick or treating. As you can see, T had lots of fun.

Grrrr....

I'm growling in annoyance b/c my pediatrician's website was down, so I couldn't book an appointment online...I had to wait til the dumb office opened this morning at 8:00 a.m., to make one over the phone. One might recall that school starts at 8:00 a.m., too. Anyway, I FINALLY get the lady on the line, only to learn that my doctor has Tuesdays off. Who knew?

So, I went in and pulled T out of bed, got her dressed, and we were late for school. Pulled in around 8:30 a.m. We'll be late again tomorrow, as our appointment is at 8:30 in the morning. I'll be asking to get an H1N1 virus shot for her. Found out this afternoon that a kid at her school has come down with it. First case. Luckily, the sick child is not in her grade, but its better to be safe than sorry.

That's it for now.

Dr. Appt.

Now that my trial has been continued, I'm taking T into the doctor. I've been meaning to do that as she has had a chronic dry cough for the past two months or more. Took her in last month, and the dr pronounced that it must be allergies, and said to take zytec at night. Well, that hasn't helped much.

Cough is still there and now sometimes I hear a bit of a quick nasal snort, as if she's got a nasal drip. So, if I can get an appointment, we're going in. I'm strategically making the appointment for today, since T is refusing to wake up to go to school. Instead of a big fight, I'l letting her sleep while I wait for the office to open to make an appointment.

...a mother's job is never done!

Continued Again

yep, the judge (a new one) granted another continuance in my case that was set for trial today. Now, its set 11/30. Perfectly timed to screw up my thanksgiving day holidays. Good news is that it frees me up to deal with some of my parents' issues. Have to look on the bright side.

We went back to school today without incident, and are back to our old routine after the fun holiday weekend. When I get pics of halloween from Marie, I'll post them immediately. I know that Dot, who is in Manila, is waiting for them with baited breath.

Halloween - The Rest of the Story

So, here's the rest of the story. There always is one, isn't there?

It was hot as hell here, even for the swamp. We've been having unseasonably hot weather lately. Upside of that is that the cause apparently kept the hurricanes at bay. The other upside, is that I read in the papers that the swine flu isn't striking as hard in Fla as in other places. Bet the bug that causes it can't stand the heat. Not sure weather or not there is any validity to the report, but I like to believe it. I'm still going to get T and I vaccinated, if I can.

Here's the worst. Everyone who knows me, knows that I'm no pet lover...of any kind. I'm not anti dog or cat in general, I just don't like them. The bigger the dog, the less I like them too. I trace it back to when I was about 2 or 3, and one of my grandfather's hunting dogs jumped up on my shoulders and scared the bejesus out of me. Scratched my face. Anyway, I'm explaining this b/c neighbors of my friends went trick or treating with us....with the HUGE dog. I mean HUGE. Thing has to have weighed at least 80 - 100 pounds. Seems a sweet dog and is very docile and well behaved. The problem?

IT. STANK. TO. HIGH. HEAVEN.

Holy mother of god, I had to try and strategically stand up-wind the whole night. If I failed in my endeavor, I got the biggest whiff of dog stink that made my eyes water and brought on the desire to barf. Oy.

I'm praying for the day when they no longer want to trick or treat with the P family, my friends. Unfortunately, I think that won't happen for a very long time.

Next year, I'll so what I used to do when I would have stinky witnesses....put a bunch of perfume on the inside of my wrists, and pretend my eye itches. Sigh.