Me and Walmart... and our Love/Hate Relationship
Mood:  irritated
You know, I can't live without Walmart, but there are times that it just irritates me to no end. I went there tonight and made a donation to their cause. Over a hundred bucks worth, and an entire cart overflowing.

The guy who was checking out the lady in front of me seemed to be enamored with her. She was in her 30's or so, maybe 40's. She wore a ring, maybe wedding, maybe not. On her ring finger nonetheless. This guy checked her out then began my order for check-out. After scanning a few of my items, he just walked away from me, without saying a single word! He walked four or five registers away to go back to meet this lady. Who knows what he was doing, but it looked like he was helping to rearrange her grocery bags. Thong had gone to sit down at a bench with Noah (Landen was climbing on the toys not too far away), and I said loud enough for Thong to hear (and probably most of anyone checking out at the registers)... "This guy just walked away from me and didn't even say to hold on or that he would be right back!!!"

So after a couple of minutes he meanders back on over to me and says "I hope you aren't mad at me or anything. I don't like to have long lines at my register so I am going to go extra slow." What a MORON!!! I was so pissed off at this guy I could have decked him. I said okay well whatever. HELLO, if you go slow, your line will be LONGER!!!! Who knows what he was thinking.

I would have complained to the manager, but I paid with a credit card and my name was on there. Not worth it.

I'm still miffed, pissed and probably going to be a grump for a while. I'll get over it though. I'm going to go eat chicken.

I love bbq sauce. Does anyone else like it as much as me? I also love ketchup. Man, I could eat that by itself. Nauseating to some people though. MMMMM My favorite is rice with ketchup on it then mixed around. You ought to try it. It's DELICIOUS!!!

For now. This is it.

I'm feeling better now
Mood:  happy
Now Playing: Zippidie Doo Dah
I feel better now. I am more motivated. I got my bed made after washing the sheets and put on a new pad and cover to my new rocking chair. My mom sent me this awesome rocking chair pad. It's khaki colored and it's corderoy, or however you spell that. It matches the bedding perfectly!

I am happier now than I was a while ago. Does that make me bi-polar??? LOL. No way. I'm just not sad anymore. We have to go to Sam's Club later today because we need to get some stuff. Like laundry detergent and food. Who knows what else. Shopping makes me feel better. Uh oh. Poor Thong. Let's hope I have more good days than bad days, huh?

I think part of my problem, if I have one, is that when I am unorganized, I feel really frustrated. I hate feeling frustrated. After I wrote my earlier post, I talked to my mom for 45 minutes on the phone. She didn't nag me about anything, so that was good. When she starts in on me, even though she has my or the kids' best interest at heart, it makes me feel like she doesn't trust me, my decisions, or my parenting skills. Yesterday, we were going to leave San Antonio early so we could go to Landen's school orientation, but he didn't want to go anyhow, and we all wanted to go shopping, so we skipped it. When she found out, she raked me over the coals. She says she only says things that I perceive as nagging when she is concerned about something, but unless you think someone else is making a bad decision or not doing the right thing, then you get concerned. I wish she trusted me more than she does with my two kids. If I felt for one second that Landen needed to go meet his teacher in order to have a more successful start to the year, I would have been there in a heartbeat. Some kids need that preparation, some don't. My child doesn't. We even left it up to him. It was his decision to make if we stayed or came back home early. We will take him early on Monday and go in and meet his teacher.

Landen starts school on Monday. We all have mixed feelings. I am excited though, but not to get him out of the house. I am excited because I get to do all those fun school activities. I love being the room mom and stuff.

Time for mama Do to go to the bathroom (Thong's mom not me) LOL. Nice try.

I'm so tired!!!
Mood:  sad
Now Playing: I think it's going to rain today - Bette Midler
Ever have one of those days when you just feel sad? I don't know what my deal is. We just got home from a great trip to San Antonio where Thong so sweetly bought the whole family hundreds of dollars worth of clothes and shoes, yet I feel really down right now. I'm not sure why. I have a great family who loves me and two outrageous kids who are the light of my life, but I feel like crying. Maybe it's hormones. Probably is, but I don't care what it is, because I don't like it!

I finally started my period after a year and a half of not having one!!! Yeah it's over with now, but it was a memory that I didn't want to relive again. I thought I was hemorraging so I had to call the doctor, and the nurse midwife was on call and told me not to worry about it because it was the first one since the baby was born. Sure enough, I didn't die so she must have been right. God bless the lady.

We had a good trip to San Antonio, although I can't stand car trips. I thought Noah would scream the whole way, but he slept both ways 90% of the time. I couldn't believe it. We said a prayer before we left and one of the parts I put in was asking God to not let him cry the whole time. It's draining on us all. I want to just get him out and hold him and make it all go away, but of course, that would not be the right thing to do because if we were in a wreck he could die. How could I ever forgive myself.

Yesterday at the Movado store (we were at the outlet mall just outside of San Antonio), a lady was saying how her friend rode the short bus that morning because she couldn't remember the name of the "second hand" and was calling it a "ticker." I was so offended and had to leave. On my way out I made a comment to Thong loud enough for the lady to hear. Dumb broad. I swear, I can't stand people who are inconsiderate of other people's feelings. My friend Kim has a daughter who is a special needs child and I keep up with her through her website and if only you knew how awful it is to hear those things if you have a child who will have to get on that "short bus" every morning. I love having friends who aren't "normal" in the typical sense, because it really heightens my awareness to the needs and feelings of others. My best friend in High School, Jodi Andersen had Cerebral Palsy since birth and she taught me so much and I will forever be thankful to her. I miss her so much. She is in Arizona.

The weather here is hot. Damn hot. I don't know how and why if I had to move away from Arizona, it had to be to the second hottest state. Maybe I'm not the sharpest nail in the fence, but my purpose must be served, I suppose.

My song keeps replaying, maybe that's a reason I'm so sad. I love sad songs. I love to have a sense of all my feelings I'm going through. I hate to feel numb. I used to feel that way. I used to be told not to cry. I hated that. I don't want to be told not to cry, and thank God, Thong hasn't ever told me that. I'm still working on his ability to read my mind and know what I need him to do when I cry, but we'll get there someday. Maybe or maybe not, who knows.

Gotta go.