Sunday, June 29, 2008

Here comes the caboose!

I realize it's been forever since I've posted. I was so good at sending something out every couple of days. However, nothing has been going on and I didn't want to bore everyone with another tale of the cheese at Moe's - which by the way I spoke to the manager about and they're trying to fix it. They've had more than one complaint HA!
I've decided to go ahead and tell everyone the truth about why I haven't posted in a while (not that Jill hasn't already but whatever). I've actually been sick sick sick and exhausted for weeks. We're unexpectedly expecting our third baby in January and this time around has been MISERABLE!!! I'm almost 10 weeks so I'm hoping and praying that the feeling of devil is coming to an end. It was gone by the 12th week with the first two. However, with the first two I was under 30 and I'm thinking that being old might have something to do with the misery.
I'm so tired of crackers, pretzels and every other bland edible piece of poo. I can't eat anything greasy or it makes me sick. I can barely keep my eyes open for more than an hour a day. I don't even enjoy my diet cokes for cripes sake. Everything is evil. The only thing I enjoy is my nice soft comfy bed and cold glasses of water.
The other miserable part of this right now is that it's only nice here in Satan's Pants during the summer and early fall. After that is snows and is cold for 6 months. I feel like I'm missing the summer by staying holed up in my bed room day in and day out because I physically can't muster the energy to venture out. I haven't grocery shopped (or shopped at all for that matter) in weeks and I'm sure my boys are tired of grilled cheese and peanut butter and jelly. However, until I feel better I can't worry about that. They are getting fed and clothed so we're doing OK ( I also assume they're brushing their teeth but I could be wrong).
Yes, I am excited about another baby. I love love love babies!!!! I can't wait until January to meet my little caboose (that's what I'm calling him because THIS IS IT). I just despise being pregnant. I am the worst pregnant person in the world. The morning sickness is the devil, the maternity clothes are ugly and I feel nasty for 9 straight months. However, I love being a mommy so I'll just have to deal with it. However, I will never become earth mother and "embrace" my pregnancy. Poo poo on that!
So, just to let ya'll know, if I don't post for another couple of weeks you'll know why. I'm sick and feel like I've been hit by a truck. When (and at this point if) I ever feel better I will post something witty and humorous about the other 457 things that piss me off. Until then peace out and TTFN!

Friday, June 20, 2008

'cause you had a bad day...

I've had a really crappy couple of days. First, I don't feel well. Second, I'm at work and we all know how much fun I think this place is. Numbers three through 50 - well, get ready for a rant fest.
Yesterday I dropped a tube of lipstick on my khaki jacket. Does anyone know how to get out lipstick? The idiots at the dry cleaners can't get out mud so I assume they can't get out lipstick. My hair is gross. It's making me physically sick to look at. The air doesn't work in my van. I know that it's not that hot here in Satan's Pants (ironic really) but I like the feel of artificial air as I drive. Moe's hasn't emailed me back. Yes, we will be going back tonight and if the cheese is damn it then I will be emailing again. I'm not scared. My house is filthy. I 'm tired of people who lie, embellish and copy (I'm not going to say it - you know who you are). Cake icing should only be made with powdered sugar, butter and milk. If it's made with lard it is fat not icing.Also, the crazy girl in the office next door is wearing an awful froggy t-shirt with a three strand turquoise beads. Super tacky, bless her heart.
Eventually I will be in a better mood. I'd say 5 p.m. today will be a good pick me up. Our small town is having a fair and craft show this weekend so that should be cute. However, if my boys think they're riding any of the crazy carni rides their W-R-O-N-G. We don't do rides that are assembled and disassembled once a week. Just sayin. My anniversary is next week and maybe I'll get something pretty. Probably not, but a girl can dream.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Welcome to Moes!!!!

Every Friday the Peaches & Cheese family goes to Moe's. It's dirt cheap and muy yummy. We went last night and ordered the exact same thing we order every Friday - our meals a long with a cup of queso. I was so excited. I look forward to Moe's with my family every week. I talk about it like we're going to see family - our much loved Moe's family. HOWEVER, last night when I dipped my chip into the queso and went to savor my first bite it was different and muy muy gross! They changed their freakin recipe! They added some nastiness and made it gross! I was SO disappointed. Not only that but since the tomatoes are evil in Texas or something they didn't have my favorite salsa. Listen up Moe's -CHANGE IT BACK PRONTO! I know the tomato thing isn't your fault, but the nastiness in the cheese is just ridiculous.
I looked everywhere for a suggestion box. I figure if I go every Friday then my opinion should count for something. The stupid cup of queso is more than the two boys meals combined so if we stop ordering it because it bites ass then they're going to lose a huge profit from the Peaches & Cheese family and I believe that we totally help them keep the lights on in that place. We've at least bought the Chevy Venture outside that is painted yellow and says Moe's for catering. I was even thinking about using Moe's for my next party, baptism, Bat Mitzvah, whatever. However, if they don't change back their cheese then no dice. Got it Moe's! You do not want to see this sweet Southern Girl angry.
I'm off to find their web site. Don't think that I'm not about to let the people at Moe's corporate know my disappointment. They're in the south, they should be sympathetic. I will just continue to email them or write to my congressman or something until it is changed. In this economy I want to enjoy my cheap food and do not need nastiness in my cheese! My name is Peaches and Cheese and I approve this message...

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

On Notice - Beauregard

My best friend is a big, beautiful blonde. He also has four legs and sheds like a crazy person. However, I let that slide because he loves me more than food (or as much as since I'm the one that feeds him) and I love him more than I like most people. However, he is getting on my last nerve and if he doesn't step it up he may lose his heel of the bread loaf privilege. See for YEARS he's been hunting and eating socks. He'll eat the big socks but he's constantly on the prowl for the little socks. Since it's been warm there really haven't been any socks (we haven't had to rock the crocs with socks since May), and I think he's going through with drawls. I have no idea why the pup likes to do this. Every time he eats a sock it comes right back up - ALWAYS in my dining room. I've cleaned that carpet so many times that the cleaning supply people should be sending me thank you notes. I'm so tired of scrubbing the floor. I'm tired of finding super fun spots first thing in the morning. I'm sick of buying socks! I mean, I put up with the mess in the yard, the smells and the gallons upon gallons of hair he leaves behind. However, I am beyond sick of the
ca ca in the dining room. At least try and make it to the foyer - two feet away. There is tile there and can be mopped up - then I won't have to get on my hands and knees and scrub the floor while I curse the day we picked you up from the crazy lady in Brazelton. Low and behold last night he trapped and killed an innocent baby sock. Yeah, you need to keep hiding my furry friend because if I catch you with a sock again I'm calling the boys and letting them know it's OK for them to ride you and pull your tail. You don't believe me - hide and watch my friend, hide and watch.

Friday, June 6, 2008

Here's your sign...

I am not a heathen person despite what some of you may believe. I attend church on a regular basis and talk with God often - we're totally tight. Anyway, I've had some things going on that I needed some clarity on and I thought I would consult my handy bedside bible. I said "OK, I'm going to open this and point to something and that will be my answer". When I did this I "selected" a passage about people wanting signs from Jesus and he basically said all Jeff Foxworthy like "Here's your sign". Oh God, such a jokester. I bet you got a hearty chuckle out of yourself with that one. I"m sure my sign will come soon enough and everything will be fine, but I found this funny and wanted to share.
Now, about the girl in the office down the hall. I told you yesterday to NEVER wear that outfit again and you TOTALLY wore it again today! Just because it's a different colored shirt under the same ugly jacket does not make it a different outfit. Go home and start over! (By the way, I have not received a sign to be nicer to people with poor taste - just to those who don't know any better).
XOXO - Southern girl..

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Cock a doodle "don't"...

I'm at work today and I am super bored already (it's not even 8:30 - this is going to be a very long day). It's raining - "not like raining raining but raining hard" and I'm already ready for a nap. Whatever.
Anyway, I don't have much to "blog" about this morning except that I attended another lovely Parent Teacher Obnoxious meeting last night. This one was a little better. The crazy secretary wasn't there (I've decided that she is the worlds most obnoxious person ever). However (dum dum dum dum), the lady with the orange shoes from last time was there. She didn't wear the orange patent leather shoes again (thank goodness), but she was wearing an orange sweater and (here's the kicker) she had her bangs so high I thought we were back in 1989. Seriously, resist the urge to use the aqua net and stop teasing the rooster.
Other than me being mean to apparently everyone, I have nothing else to pass on today. Maybe something interesting will happen this weekend that I can report on Monday. As exciting as my life is I would wait by with bated breath.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

So. Dang. Stupid...

Just wanted to let ya'll know - it's June freaking 3rd and it's 56 freaking degrees outside and I'm freaking ticked! It's cold, windy and rainy. My kids had to wear pants, long sleeve shirts and jackets today and I wore my velor sweat suit (naturally). While everyone in the South is outside at the swimming pool there is a chance that we could be building snowmen tomorrow during field-day activities instead of having water balloon fights. Did anyone else ever wear their jacket to field day? No, it was always a hot sweaty mess just like it should be. Every field day should include melting Popsicles not children freezing in their windbreakers!
I hear the bus - I hope they didn't take their snow tires off yet...