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Nonsense at work

I almost don’t want to post this because it’s about people at work.  And people at work read this.  But I guess I just won’t be too derogatory.   I need to get this off my chest and it’s my blog anyway.

So I’ve been following the presidential campaign for weeks. I am more fired up over this election than any other.  Reason #1 being it means NO MORE BUSH!.   When W. was reelected 4 years ago, I wished I could just get knocked out for 4 years because I was so fucking tired of his shit.  But I endured, as did everyone else.

Now here we are..  four loooong years later, new election.  Candidate #1 awesome in my mind, Candidate #2 as annoying as W, his sidekick worse.  But anyway, we all have our opinions. And that’s just mine.

The mud slinging between the two campaigns has been entertaining to watch, the pundits and internet news have been informative, and the comedians have been just awesome.   Then there’s the bits that don’t get too much air time except on the net like McCain rally morons calling Obama marxist, muslim, etc.  I like to watch those on youtube with my jaw hanging and head shaking in disbelief.   And all I can tell myself is  Yup, those people are really out there but man am I lucky I don’t live near those rednecks.    Or so I thought…

I can’t believe that there are people I work with who actually believe that Obama was born in Kenya, that he’s not a US citizen and that he is a socialist.  Twice over the past couple weeks, I’ve had to play stupid and end my part in the conversation because I just rather let other people’s shit lie.  My Gawd!  Someone please knock me out, erase my memories of the last 24 hours, and fast forward me to after the election!

I continue to lose respect for people who I thought highly of and it’s disappointing for me.  It really is. Not because they would vote for McCain because I know 3 others who will be voting for McCain and I respect their decisions.  We agree to disagree and that’s the end of it. But what kills me are the things some people continue to believe about Obama even in a place I thought was ‘redneck’ and stupid-free.

Anyone who absorbs false information generated by racists who would do anything to keep a black man from the white house really isn’t someone I can have high regard for.

work out vs. getting shit done

So, I haven’t been to the gym in a week because I was sick and while my nose was still running, I didn’t want to workout and drip at the same time. But now I can get back in the game. However…

I REALLY rather stay home tonight and play catchup on a miriad of stuff. Laundry, Computer stuff, maybe even some work.

Part of me is saying: “Go work out! You’ll feel more energized and won’t regret it!”
The other part is saying: “Nah, you really need to get some shit together at home”

What would you do?

I voted!

ooorah!!!

My kid is writing a book

Yesterday morning when I ran back home to get my anti-fungal meds that I forgot, Jada showed me she was trying to bind a stack of blank pages together with masking tape.   I didn’t think she could get that many pages with tape, but she looked entertained.

So I go back to work and when I came back, she had managed to do it.  10 blank pages taped together and it looked sturdy.  As in, the pages were not falling out.   She had numbered the pages 1 thru 10 and finished the cover page.   A big fat fainbow with a stick figure in the middle.   The title is “Jada’s Rainbow”.

I have a talented child, here, folks..   Despite her being a late talker, you can’t shut her up now.  Despite being hyperactive, her mind is always full of new ideas.   I can’t put her on any kind of adhd meds.   It just wouldn’t be right.

When she’s done with it…  i’m gonna hafta scan the pages and post them on my blog.

Btw, she had me draw some music notes for her next page where she is “singing a lot”.  LOL!

God, what next?

I had been getting painful back spasms all morning but they were
managable and would go away as soon as leaned forward..

But then around noon I got up to let the dogs back in the house. I
opened the door, sneezed once, and that was it. My back spazzed out
and I couldn’t stand straight anymore. I was laying over the kitchen
table for a while fighting the pain. I couldn’t figure out how to
breath in a way that wouldn’t cause more pain. Eventually figured out
if I keep my torso perpendicular to the floor I could hobble over to
the bedroom where dennis was sleeping for some help. By the time I got
there I was in tears.

He rubbed some icyhot over the worst of it. And I took one of my 5-
year-old percocet.

I’ve been laid up on one side on the couch since then. It’s been close
to 4 hours now.

I no longer feel pain by just laying here but I’m afraid if I get up
too soon it will start again. I REALLY want to get the hell out of
here tomorrow so I don’t want duck up my back more. Sadly, work is
usually preferable to an entire day at home.

Keep it toes crossed for me.

*Sent from my iPhone

Vent: Morning Fail

Fucking day has started out REAL nice.   It’s days like this I wished I would just have gone to work and spared myself the fucking frustration.  D made me get up to help get J ready for school despite the fact I’m rotting in bed with my fucking sinuses making my head feel like an over inflated balloon.  But that’s ok, I will do it.   I get up and feel like a blithering idiot when I can’t seem to figure otu what to do first.  Blow my nose, or go pee, or put on some shoes or what.. i can’t walk upright because my back hurts.  Then my nose starts to drip but I walk out to the kitchen and first thing I have to do is mop up some dog pee even tho I have told D a million times that the #1 thing to do when you get up or come home or WHATEVER is to let the dogs out because that’s the FIRST thing they do.  SHIT and PEE.   But that’s ok I will do it.  Next I stumble around like some lame idiot because my feet hurt trying to find shoes to put on my feet.  I find some new flip flops I’ve never worn and then try to brush J’s hair.  Knowing the cry baby she can be sometimes I grab the top of her hair in a bunch and procede to untangle the bottom and I *KNOW* it’s not pulling her scalp and she starts to cry and yell anyway.   That just put me over the top.  But I kept my mouth shut because I know if I open it it would just be to yell at her and that just makes things worse.  Then D has to start yeling at me that it must be hurting and goddam it if it wouldn’t have been better to lock myself in the bathroom this morning or just put on my jeans and sneak off to work contagious as I must be.  Fucking A, this day couldn’t have started any worse.

But just as one daughter specializes in frustrating me, the other has a knack of making me smile.

After J and D leave I sat down feeling like crap and I start to take off M’s pajama pants and the first thing out of her mouth is “uh oh”.   then I take off her shirt and she said “I’m Nekkit”.  Then I put on her dress bottom ‘bloomer’ things and then her socks and she says “awesome” because she likes the socks.  First time I’ve heard her say that.   Yesterday I could have sworn she said “that sucks” but I’m not sure.

I really hope today doesn’t turn into a shit day for me.  It’s bad enough my head feels like a fucking beach ball.  All I know is I’m dragging my sick ass to work tomorrow no matter what.  People are going to get sick anyway.