Neaker Girl

Sunday, April 30, 2006
A Year Older and I Survived!!!!!!!

Celebrated my birthday on Friday with one of my friends. We had a Hummer Limo and it was packed with 20 people. Wow, did not think you could put that many people and that many coolers in one of those things. We had to keep doing the head count thing every time we stopped. I feel bad for the driver, he had to put up with all us drunks!!!!
I have to laugh, my friend got a beautiful diamond ring and necklace from her husband and her parents along with a lot of gag gifts. She asked me what I got and I told her my mother got me Turbo Jam work out kit. The look she gave me will never be forgotten. Then she was waiting for more and I said that was it. Anyways, my family has the problem remembering when my birthday is. My youngest sister always sends me a card in March, and I got a call today from my other sister singing happy birthday to me. Well, she to this day cannot remember my birthday. Just laugh because she is the one person that does remember my son who passed 16 years ago birthday. Gotta love the family. My aunty called too (hehehehe). My brother is busy in the cities working with the baby sisiter on her house.

Well, I will say this much, my oldest son thought my birthday was the 25th. That tells you what they think of birthdays. Forrest the baby, well he wants to buy me and my friend a birthday present. I asked him what he was getting me and Apryl and he said Mario and Luigi for Nintendo DS. I asked him who was going to play it, and he responded "Forrest".

Anyway, been really busy and unable to get online. My hours changed at work and home and I just have to go with the flow.

Foots all swelled up today. Probabily due to everyone in the limo stepping on it and all the dancing on the pool tables going on that night. Both me and Apryl got a great present for our birthdays, our periods!!!!! (just knew it).

Well everyone take care and I am going to go and get dressed and try to get my house back in order.
Love,
Me

Posted by Neaker Girl :: 4/30/2006 08:41:00 AM :: 2 comments

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Saturday, April 08, 2006
When Do I Get a Day Off???????

I just realized it is the weekend again and I have been working for two weeks straight without a day off. When do I get a break from work? Oh well, I guess it's ok. Better than sitting in jail. It's been a long week and I don't see a slow part coming up in the near future. My boss is on vacation next week that requires me to be at work everyday, on top of that 50+ hours, I have two nurses at home on vacation and will be doing doubles and triples through the week. I think I need some help, maybe. Kurtis is getting ready to graduate and has so much going on right now that I feel like my head is spinning. Have to plan his graduation party, and figure out how I am going to get him to state competition for speech and for his nursing programs. I am so proud of that boy, he really is excelling well. The only thing I would like to see is the dish fairy come and clean up the kitchen once in a while. I can't get anyone to have any sympathy for me and my bum foot(hehehehehe). They all look at me like I am crazy, but I am.

I thought of Kurtis when he was little and was hit by a car, and then started to chuckle.
When I arrived at the hospital, and Kurtis was about 8 years old, he looked at me and said, "Mom, good thing that I changed my underwear today, and they cut them off me! I hope you won't be mad because I used Luke's underwear, and I think they are his new ones."

Little thoughts for the day
Love,
me

Posted by Neaker Girl :: 4/08/2006 09:31:00 AM :: 2 comments

Sunday, April 02, 2006

It's morning

Ok, its almost 6am and I have been up for 48 hours with no sleep. Hoping the nurse is not late because I don't know how long I can stay awake. I'll be back later in the day after a few winks sneak in to my life.
Love,
Me

Posted by Neaker Girl :: 4/02/2006 03:45:00 AM :: 0 comments

Saturday, April 01, 2006

I had it coming

Boy, let me tell you about a little story about I had it coming. Last time I posted, I was in a pure hate mood. Well that continued on for about a week. Last week was the week from hell at work. So, I was going to show those little shits what it's like to be woke up 50 times a night for nothing at all. I wrote warnings up as the supervisor for the creeps that call me at 2 in the morning for nothing but to say, I don't feel well or I did not get the hallway swept(hehehehe) in the back round is what I am hearing. Anyway, 2 people quite and one just did not show up for their shift. That leaves a pile on me to get shifts covered. After getting all the shifts covered and trying to hire new employees, last Monday rolled around. I was still feeling really shitty and decided to have a few drinks with the old man.
The story does not stop there. As the night proceeded on, I got more and more ticked off at the world, and the old man was in my path. He was being himself, but I did not like it one bit!!!!! As his arms are around two other chicks, hugging and hugging. I walked up to him (the two chicks are gay by the way), and set my drink down next to him(well slammed it on the bar). Then all I said to him was GOOD NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!
I started weaving my way home on foot, and he followed and walked right into arguing with me more and more. He ended up walking down one street yelling at me while I was walking down another one yelling right back.
I stopped at my car to get a pack of smokes out of it, and turned around and was so ticked off, I continued to stomp my feet all the way home. The catch to the stomping was that I hit a pot hole(drunk) and twisted my ankle.
I crawled the rest of the way home on my hands and knees even more ticked off at my self because I fell and could not get up. Got up stairs and he of course said "what took you so long"
Well, I'm still pissed at my self and I continued to yell back at him telling him it was all his fault.
(the reason I fell that is).
He finally seen my foot, and it had swollen up the size of a football. Ok, now you got two drunks trying to fix a foot that looks as if it could be used in a local neighborhood game. All I could do is yell at him not to touch it, and then he would continue to try to examine it and wrap it with ice.
The big kicker is that I had to go in for x-rays the next day and my insurance would not be in affect until the 1st of April.
Found I had torn the ligaments away from my foot and ankle. Now this is nice, 6 months to recoup because I was ticked off and stomping my feet like a 2 year old child. Gotta love it.
Boy, I had that one coming to me full force.
Love,
me

Posted by Neaker Girl :: 4/01/2006 03:20:00 PM :: 1 comments