Hot Headed

I'm hot headed and I admit it.

Today I went to the daycare to pick up Emma. She is there every day of the week but Tuesdays. Hell, even the daycare needs a break! They told me on Friday that a dental office for kids was coming in on Tuesday (tomorrow) to look at the childrens teeth and they asked me if I was interested in having them check Emma's. I agreed to it after reminding the owner of the daycare (Dorothy) know that I don't usually bring her in on Tuesdays and could tomorrow be an exception because of the dental office. I wasn't planning on bringing her in on Thursday or Friday of this week either because we were leaving to spend the night at my Grandmother's house. She agreed and that was the end of it.

Today I came in and clocked Miss Emma out as usual and I turned to remind her husband of the plans and before I could get all of what I was saying out of my mouth he interupts me and tells me that they have a "no drop off" policy and that I wasn't going to switch my days up like it ornot. I tried to explain to him what I had already talked about with his wife but he kept interupting me. He tells me that I will not be bringing her in on Tuesday. I tell him that he won't have to worry about it because I won't be bringing her back at all and that today was the last day he was going to be an asshole to me. I was so mad I left cursing!!

Then half way down the road I decide that I am going to go back and get her things. I walk in puffed up and pissed off and tell him that I am going to get my daughters things. I walk into the classroom, grabbed up Emma's belongings and leave mad again.

Half way down the road I remember that I left ALL of her medication and for a brief moment thought about whether I was going to go back and get it. She started coughing which told me I was going to have to go get it. Why make her miserable because her mama's a bitch! I turn the car around. Parked half assed in the driveway, grab Emma out of the car seat again and walk BACK into the daycare even more puffed up than before. I asked him for my medication and then he proceeds to tell me that the no drop off is policy and I proceed to tell him to kiss my lilly white ass and that I would be back in the morning for her pullups because I wanted to talk to his wife anyway. He told me not to stop payment on the daycare check. I told him I had no intentions of doing that but thanks for putting the thought in my mind. I planned on letting him cash that check so he could buy paper to print off his fucking policy and wipe his ass with it.

So, I'm home. I called Donald to tell him what was going on and all he could say was,
"I was having a pretty good day till I got this phone call. Good news is, I don't have to pay $117 a week for daycare anymore! WoooHOOooo!!"

Emma's 2nd Birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA!!! My little Miss Priss turned 2 years old today! I got up early this morning and took her to daycare and then set out to make her a cake this year. I think it turned out okay. I got a few balloons and put them up on the fence. Her eyes almost popped out when she saw them. She couldn't believe that she had three balloons all to herself. She kept saying "alloon.. alloon". It was adorable! We had a little cook out for her. Nothing much. Just a few hot dogs and hamburgers. Mom came over. Dad didn't. (he never does show up to things anymore) Donald came over to wish his baby girl a Happy 2nd B-day. The landlord came over. Emma calls her Granny and calls her husband (Bill) Pop Pop. They really love Emma.

All in all she got some wooden blocks, crayons, coloring books, a Hanna Montana Punch Ball, a bouncy ball, 2 new summer dresses, several books (Emma is CRAZY about books!!), a bath tub book, sidewalk chalk, several bottles of bubbles, $20 and a bean bag chair! She had a GREAT day!

Tats

I did this a long while ago and eventually I plan to finish it. Of course, when all my priorities are straight first. I do love this tattoo and I always thought that it would hurt like hell to get one. It didn't hurt though. I went in and said "tat me!" LOL... Something like that. I hopefully plan to put Emma's footprints from her birth certificate tatted around the tierra. It's really cool though. My niece says that maybe I should intertwine a vine of roses all around it when I'm done. It's on my ankle, well now it's starting to move UP the leg a bit, but still it's pretty and I have gotten some what addicted to them. LOL.. If you can believe that. My mom was shocked when I come home with it. Blaine cheered me on.. LOL.. He thought it was great. Mom likes it too don't get me wrong.. The wierd thing is, I don't understand why this shocked everyone so much! I'm the one in the family who is EXPECTED to do all the crazy shit! I was the one who drove semi's all over the country, cleaned out power houses full of scolding fly ash and layed pipeline. I have always considered myself the black sheep of the family and to be honest I have always been okay with that. I decided al long time ago that there isn't a thing that a man can do that I can't do better..... Okay... I take that back.. There are some things I'm not equipped to do!

Allergic reations

The owner of the daycare calls me today in a panic. I answered my cell phone and immediately she starts to apologize to me for everything she fed Emma at school today.

My little gem is severely allergic to SOY!! Her doctor said that she would grow out of it by the time that she was 2 or 3 years old and so far she has gotten less sensitive to it but she still breaks out and blows up. It depends a lot on how much of it she has taken in. I tried to tell them that if the word soy is anywhere in the first 5 ingredients, don't give it to her because she'll have a reaction, then they'll call me, then they have to do an incident report, then I have to come get her, then I have to sign the incident report... If they don't give her the soy in the first place it saves us all paperwork in the end. In conclusion, not giving Emma soy products saves trees!!

My little blowfish!! She takes it all in stride and I love her for that. She just keeps going and that is something that I truly admire in my daughter. Nothing gets her down!

Growing up

I can't believe she is almost 2 years old. It seems like yesterday that I was bringing her home, swaddled in her fuzzy blankie. I actually miss the spitting up and the early morning feedings. Before she started hitting and kicking. Throwing herself onto the floor in a temper tantrum. The impatience (which is Emma's trade mark) The not listening or selective hearing.

I also find it hard to believe that something so small can raise your blood pressure. LOL.. But Emma can do it!

She is such a delight though and I know that I'm going to be looking at her 10 years from now or even a year from now and wonder where all of the time went and wishing like hell that I had them back.

I'm BACKKKKK

Sorry it has taken so long to blog. My world has been turned upside down these days.

I got a job the first week of May and if you live in Virginia then you know that finding a job is very hard to do these days. Especially while your still trying to get a college degree at nights (online) and you are a single parent with no babysitters at hand. Which means no 2nd or 3rd shifts and no weekends.

I come down sick the second week in and it was no wonder that I did with everyone coughing and hacking around me. I tried to bite the bullet and found myself eventually with no voice. Seeing that my new job was working as a telephone sales representative. This was no good for me. My doctor told me to stay out of work. It took three weeks to get my voice back. It took two weeks for my job to decide they didn't need me. Don't get me wrong! I understood. Hell, if I hired someone I would at least like for them to show up to work. Under a doctor's care though, Hmmm.... I would have been a bit more generous. But business is business!!

So, I opted to hit the pavement again looking for work. The one man in my life that told me that he would always be there for me decided that his house payment was more important... (please refer to the "I hate men" blog) for a discussion on the latest asshole in my life!

So after all of this happens, of course you know you can't pay the bills with no job. I paid that were considered "important" and had to let the others take a backseat for the month. Then reality once again smacked me right across the face. My cable gets turned off. Now I have no cable and no internet. I'm stuck watching Hanna Montana DVD's to occupy the baby. (she's totally stuck on this girl at 23 months. Go figure!) I can't do my online classes because I don't have high speed and dial up takes forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever............... It took me 20 minutes to get my email and another 10 to send it.

Hey, finally got a job working at the local Waffle House for $2.13 an hour!!!! Oh... Plus tips! I can't believe that's legal! The tips would be great but the problem is that I am serving to elderly men who use the Wafflehouse as a place to go when they are tired of hearing their wives morning bitch sessions. I drip 5 pots of decaf and they drink 4 of them. I feel like I'm in the middle of a badly acted out scene from Grumpy Old Men! They run me to death and at the end of their lengthy stay they leave me a 50 cent tip! EACH!!! How nice... Emma's gettin' steak tonight on that Buck 50!!!

I go to pick up Emma at daycare. Bring her home, set her down and get her shoes off when I finally take notice to how HOT she is. I run franticly for the thermometer to find out that she's sporting a 103 degree fever to go with the 90+ degree weather we are having. She's sneezing, coughing, crying, hoarse and of course I can't leave out the puking! I take her to the doctor the next day and she tells me to let it pass and doesn't give her a thing to help her but some cough meds. Candy Apple flavored!! This is a joke because I can't get my daughter to eat sweets as it is but she thinks I'm going to be able to get her to eat some yummy candy apple flavored cough meds! PLEASE!!

I finally get a bit of relief when I get an email from my Aunt in California (I can not say thank you enough... I was able to get my internet back and not completely loose out on my classes. Not to mention blogging again :) Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!!!! @-->------

To sum things up: Emma is healing nicely. She still has a bit of a cough but nothing her "yummy" cough meds aren't taking care of. I'm still trying to hold it together at the WaffleHouse. I've still got a bit of a cough that my shit flavored cough meds are taking care of. I am currently looking for better employment after work and the asshole just informed me that he "might" have to sell his "other" truck because he doesn't know if he will be able to make his HOUSE payment. I looked him in the eyes and said " I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR HOUSE!! PAY YOUR FUCKING CHILD SUPPORT!!!