I don’t do vomit…

So remember I said I took Friday off work? I did and it was a very nice day with the Empress and a very nice evening which included dinner and a movie with some of the usual gang.

After the movie which ended at around 1:30am i had a feeling that I should swing by my parent’s house. My mom was in Miami and my dad had decided to extend his trip to Cincinnati.  The boys had told me that they were cooking dinner with a friend, when I walked into the kitchen the house was dark and quiet and there was a mess of dirty pots and pans and dishes but nothing alarming. And then upon further inspection of the kitchen I found a pink cell phone, earrings, flip flops and a girl’s purse. Shit.

I went upstairs and found that the light was on in the hallway bathroom and someone had been in the “man cave” the futon was open and there was a box of condoms. There was also another pink phone and another purse. Shit again.

I walked into B’s room (the younger of my two brothers) and tried to wake him up, he started talking to me incoherently but I though nothing of it because he was a sleep. the only light I had was my cell phone and the hallway light but I noticed something weird on his face “B did you throw up?” “yeah in the back yard”

I walked through the connecting bathroom into my other brother’s room, OMG he’s in bed with a blond. Thankfully he has a shirt on. “K wake up” I slapped his face, pinched his arm and did everything I could to wake him up. K is the soundest sleeper I know and every morning is a hassle to get him out of bed. A walked back to B’s room through the bathroom and by this time Russ has turned on the light. Shit shit shit!!!

B had thrown up in his bed. And was not only covered in it, so was his pillow that he was laying on and the bed was soaked though. Now for anyone who knows me you would know that I DON’T DO VOMIT…well this time I did.

By this time J (K’s friend I don’t like, who had been in the bathroom with the other girl) comes into the hallway and I ask him to take B and put him in the shower. I stripped the bed and went downstairs to put the stuff in the washer.

Meanwhile B takes his shower and then lays down naked on his wet mattress and goes back to bed. I had to ask K, Russ, and J to move him to the futon in the “man cave” and put a trash can near him.

I eventually went home sometime after 3am and realized I had left my cell. Russ and I got back in the car. We decided that we should probably sleep at the house anyway. When I got to the house the kids were now sitting around the kitchen table eating leftovers from dinner. I switched the laundry, found my phone and laid down in my parents bed with Russ. I could not sleep but Russ was out almost immediately. I got up and finished the laundry and washed up the dishes. When I finally went to bed it was 5am.

When I woke up in the morning I kept think of the song “Oh what a night”

 

stuff

I really need to carry my camera around with me to show you lots of fun stuff but I'm just not that kind of person. I'll work on it though I promise.

Things are a bit crazy on the home front. My grandmother is in hospice care, my grand father is recovering from a quadruple bypass, my mom went to Miami do be with my grandfather, and I am cooking dinner everyday for my dad and brothers. On top of that one of my tires is flat and needs to be replaced so I have been driving Russ's car.

Last night Russ's softball team was scheduled to play, like always they did not have enough girls and like always asked me to play. I usually say yes but last night I had plans and said no. they had to forfeit the game. It really makes me mad that I'm the one that always gets stuck in the middle. I did not volunteer to play, and I have expressed my dislike of softball several times. So why then do I feel bad saying no when it's not my fault that the girls on their team are always bailing?

Instead of going to watch the game like planned with the Empress, we decided to go for sushi buffet which was oh so good and then walked around the town center for a bit.

Tonight I am going to happy hour at the Melting Pot with the girls, then home for dinner with Russ and then to the Empress's house to watch the finally of Grey's Anatomy. Grab your tissue box your going to need it!

My dad has a one day business trip tomorrow and that means that Russ and I might stay at my parent's house tonight to make sure the boys get out of bed and make it to school on-time in the morning.

i have tommorrow off of work to hang out with the Empress and get some other stuff done. 

have a great weekend everyone!

Life is Crap!

I think i need this t-shirt!

Visit www.lifweiscrap.com for your very own Life is Crap t-shirt.

My basement needs a facelift.

The basement which also happens to be my first floor/entryway needs a face lift.

Right now nothing matches and it seems to be where the mess in our house goes. it has several different types of shelving, a love seat and futon that don't match, an exercise bike that i never use, and boxes that have no place else to go.

I want to build a wall unit and I can’t seem to find one on-line that I like and can afford.

Although I really love the Elfa system from the container store my mom says it will look too unfinished.

But I really like the way it looks…of course it would have to be much bigger than this. (at least 3 times this size! i couldn't resist)

I found these other ones which are quite expensive but good for inspiration. and i think this is about what i need.

I’m pretty sure I want a bright color with POP to go behind the open shelving.

 I like the Behr “October” but it might be a bit dark for that room. Do you like the color?

Sometimes s@#t hits the fan

Last Tuesday my grandmother was admitted to the ICU with a ridiculously low blood pressure and in renal failure. After days of being sedated with 4 IV’s of blood pressure medication and on ventilation she is finally doing much better, her kidneys are now functioning, her BP is now high instead of low, and she has been taken off the ventilator and is alert.

She has now been diagnosed with dementia. And doctors say it is not safe for her to live alone. As far back as I can remember my grandmother has always lived with a man (lets call him CJ) my grandparents were divorced before I was born and my grandma has lived with CJ ever since.

But now CJ is also old and mentally fragile and the two of them living alone is like the blind leading the blind.

So my parents have contacted CJ’s kids in Chile and asked if they can take him back to Chile to live the rest of his life out there, with family. Meanwhile I believe the plan is to put my grandmother in a home.

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On top of this my mom’s dad went to the hospital yesterday to have a cardiac catheterization done.

The word his doctor used was “grave”. His blockage is so sever that they are planning on doing a triple or quadruple bypass surgery. He meets with the surgeon at 5:30 pm today and will most likely be admitted to the hospital.

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Despite sending out tons of résumé’s I have only heard back from two companies. One was offering me much less than I make now, and one I had a phone interview with yesterday. I applied to a job yesterday that I REALLY want, so any crossed fingers or prayers you can send my way would be much appreciated.

The phone interview went well I think, and I should be hearing back by tomorrow if they want me to come in for a real interview, but the only problem with this job is that I would be required to work on Sat or Sun every week and I’m not sure that I am open to that.

Support JDRF!

Hey Everyone! 

I'm writing to you to ask for your support for a very special cause. For the second year in a row I'll be taking part in the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation's Walk to Cure Diabetes along with a half-million other walkers across the country. 

I will again be walking for My Friend John Czekanski. 

Our goal: To raise $105 million to help fund research for a cure for type 1 diabetes and its complications.

My Personal Goal: To raise at least $500. With your help I know it is possible! Remember every little bit counts!

Type 1, or juvenile, diabetes, is a devastating, often deadly disease that affects millions of people--a large and growing percentage of them children. Many people think type 1 diabetes can be controlled by insulin. While insulin does keep people with type 1 diabetes alive, it is NOT a cure. Aside from the daily challenges of living with type 1 diabetes, there are many severe, often fatal, complications caused by the disease.

That's the bad news... and yes, it's pretty bad. The good news, though, is that a cure for type 1 diabetes is within reach. In fact, JDRF funding and leadership is associated with most major scientific breakthroughs in type 1 diabetes research to date. And JDRF funds a major portion of all type 1 diabetes research worldwide, more than any other charity. I'm writing to ask for your support because now more than ever, EACH of us can be a part of bringing about a cure. Each of us can make a real difference. Please visit my Walk Web page if you would like to donate online or see how close I am to reaching my personal goal:

http://walk.jdrf.org/walker.cfm?id=87304626

 If you prefer to write me a check or give me cash please e-mail me at qnrogue@gmail.com. Together, we can make the cure a reality! 

 

you rock!

i wish everyone at my office was as awesome as my Executive Vice President, he even remembered Ostara!

Colleagues,

In consideration of: 

Good Friday, or Pesach, or Hanamatsuri [belarted], or Hanuman Jayanti, or Ostara [belated] … (Sorry, Moslems, you’re sorta between holidays, but we probably didn’t leave early on Eid al-Fitr).

            You may depart at 2:00 p.m. today (work & supervisor permitting)

                        Cheers!