Mr.Clean is Mr.Mean

So I bought the Mr.Clean Magic Eraser.

I had not used them for a few years, and kept reading peoples blogs who said that the eraser is the best thing ever.

I have never been one to use gloves when I clean.

But one afternoon using the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser, has caused me a few weeks of jacked up hands.....

It was first my fingertips peeling, and now it is my whole hands, and I can't get the dryness to go away.

Then Carol at church told me about a story she heard about a little boy burning himself with the eraser to the point he lost nerve endings.....

Okay, so I look at the box, and no where on the box does it mention I need to wear gloves....nor about any danger, except for a "don't scrub on skin" mention.....I think they need to put it bold on the box "WEAR GLOVES".....sheesh, anyone want to give me a manicure? Exfoliate? suggestions????

Touche

I once had this super rad apartment. It was perfect. I loved it. Nice Khaki colored high vaulted walls, nice trim, lots of closet space, garden tubs.......beautiful and perfect. And to celebrate this apartment I wanted to buy it something fancy.

My cousin Libby and I worked together at the time, and she introduced me to the wonders that was William-Sonoma. Now being the meager woman I am, I knew I couldn't afford to buy my new apartment something too expensive...so I went to William-Sonoma, bought hand and dish towels, soap and lotion for the kitchen in Persian Lime (because we all know that I am in constant attempts to get in touch with my roots) but this was not enough....I knew that I needed salt and pepper shakers, so I headed to the back of the store to rummage through the choices.....all of them are gorgeous. All of them but one were out of my price range. But thats ok, because the $15 salt and pepper shakers I could afford were stream lined, and cute. I could imagine having a dinner party in my new apartment passing these shakers across the table to the guests....I was sold.

Immediately upon getting home, I filled the salt and pepper shakers and used them. I was quite content.

The very next day I headed over to the more frugal store called world market.....there I was looking for some kitchen essentials.....but, I found something else instead. the $15 s & p shakers were sold there at world market...for $1.99 each......so for $4 I could have got the same shakers, and saved $11 that for me was a lot of money.....

But it doesn't stop there.....

At almost every restaurant I go to, I see MY salt and pepper shakers.......I could have stolen the shakers from tons of restaurants, little dives, chilis. Italian joints, burger places.......lots and lots of places.....even as I was in Los Angeles last month, I saw my shakers at their table......my exact pair.......

So I guess I should feel special that my salt and pepper shakers are so cool that some Beverly Hills restaurant uses them....

It still me mad that I was sooooo vain as to buy $15 salt and pepper shakers......God sure does know his way around teaching me a lesson in the oddest of ways........touche.

Here are the exact shakers in Beverly Hills......sigh.

Top Five and a money rant.

Top five things about the past month that have kept me from blogging...

1) Babysitting, it is funny how time consuming a 5 month old really can be...
2) The kids have been home from school, they might not be my kids.....but they too are time consuming...now it is like I have three children, where I had none.....whew..
3) No internet...we had to turn off our internet for the month due to lack of funds...it is funny how things have to be sacraficed when there is no money...how did we ever live without the internet..?
4) Attempting to keep house and laundry, while juggling kids. enough said.
5) Irritation...I can't find the cord I need to put the pictures from my camera to the computer and then to the blog....so I have all these pictures and no way to use them right now...

So, here is the deal...Jason hasn't had a paycheck since Nov 15th. That is when he got his final half check from the job he quit....he quit the job with the expectation of starting his new job a week later....but because of their slow credit approval process, and background checking...he didn't start until Dec 1st. And then......when he thought he would be paid on Dec 15th, he found out that they turned in hours on the 15th to be paid on the 31st....the 31st has come and gone...and he still hasn't been paid..and he can't get a hold of anyone who can help him with this issue because everyone is on vacation for the holidays...grrr....I am stressed to the max.
Christmas, was sort of sad and depressing for me...because of the lack of money, it was rough.
We had a nice dinner, because my grandma bought the groceries...we have seriously borrowed from anyone and everyone we can....and we owe more money that any one couple should. It makes me stomach hurt thinking about all this....The stress has got to me so bad that in the past two weeks or so, I have lost ten pounds....now the holidays are over, I have gained a little more...but because rent is due and electric and I owe people money, the stress of not knowing why and not knowing when he is getting paid is getting to me again. grr.

Christmas day was sort of weird because Shayda spent the night with Veida and Aaron was at Tracy's house, so we didn't have the excitement in the air when having kids around who are anxious about their gifts....
New Years Eve was spent at Jason's church, I didn't listen to the sermon, I was helping the cooking committe cook the breakfast that was being served afterward....at midnight, I walked into the soundroom where Jason was, kissed him and wished him a happy new year as I almost tripped over a chair....nice.
I have a few pictures from Christmas....but without the cord I need, I won't be able to share....but it wasn't too exciting....so I am not too worried...When Jason gets paid we are going to have another Christmas, so, I will try to remember to document that...

That is about what I am up to...stress stress stress....Jason keeps saying to me "Don't worry the Lord knows our needs and will and has taken care of us". Not to worry is easy in theory, but when it comes to really not worry about it....thats hard.

Tonight, I took $26 spent it at Albertson's who is having a buy one get one free sale....and with my coupons on the bogo I saved more than I spent....I saved $31....That made me happy....

What I did and Today's Hate Therapy

Woke up → Heard Hershal → Got in Shower → Got out of shower → Weighed myself → lost another few pounds → wondered what I am doing different to lose the weight (7 pounds in the past month)→ Got Dressed → Saw lots of Jason's family at my house to car pool to reunion → everyone runs into CVS to get impromtu white elephant gift exchange gifts → pile back in cars → Carpool through Jack in the Box drive through → still have to go inside the place because it is Jack in the box and they can never get anything right → Lose half of the carpool to a red light → guess where they were headed → get stuck in traffic → Realize that I am in the back seat of a car of a crazy driver → have to entertain 4 kids → get woozy car sick → get to the family reunion two hours late → not know anyone at boyfriends family reunion → have to anser a bazillion peoples question on when Jason and I are not married → leave reunion with Aaron and Alyssa and crazy driver and family → Get home and remember it is a wreck → Neighbors knock and knock and knock (Jason's Neices) → Warm up dinner left overs → feel the grump and anger build → see that Jason's dad is spending the night → Have Jason hug me and start to act sweet then he says " I Am sorry you are tired and grumpy → Go with Jason to run an errand → Clean the kitchen (big big big task) → visit with a friend through yahoo msgr → debate for a few minutes on if I want to blog, and how I want to blog → research how to put an arrow (→) on my blog → figure it out→ type blog → hopefully go to bed shortly thereafter → feel hungry while sleeping........sleep



So after reading it, doesn't sound as frustrating as I feel, I just know that...

today I was late, I hate being late

today I was stuck watching kids, I hate feeling forced to hang out with carpet crawlers

today I was scared for my life while someone drove me, I hate having to be at someone elses mercy

today I got nothing but jerky attitude from Aaron, because he is now 12 going on 25 and I hate his attitude lately

today I have to deal with Hershal (Jason's dad) staying here indefinitly and I hate to have him stay at all (see this post, it was about him)

today I was told I am being grumpy I hate being told that I am being grumpy, it makes me clam up and not talk to you.

today I had to deal with lots of kids touch my Christmas tree and rearrange the ornament, and I hate people to touch my masterpeice.

today I had to deal with people coming into my messy house and I hate people being here without my prior knowledge so I can clean up and act like I am always neat and orderly.

today I had to get directions over the phone, I hate doing that.

today I had to explain that Jason is phobic about marriage and thats why he hasnt asked me to marry him, I hate doing that too

today I had to buy last minute gifts, I hate doing that too, to me it is thoughless.

today I had to deal with being late, I hate being late. Did I mention that already??? oh yeah well I really hate it.

Um....there are more I hates, but I think that is enough therapy for today.

A Sarcastic Thank You...

Dear Person Who Has My Cell Phone.....

I hope you are loving your newly found blackberry as much as I did.
Thank you for being an honest member of society, and contacting me through the friend who I kept having text you, as you have my phone.
Thank you also for allowing me this opportunity to utilize the insurance on my phone to get it replaced. Heavens know that I pay into this program, I should be getting my moneys worth. Never mind the $100 that I have to pay to get my bb replaced...(you may say it is cheap for a blackberry, but I may have to argue seeing as I already HAD a blackberry.)
Please enjoy the games that were loaded onto my blackberry, and good luck beating my brick breaker score of 16,110 at level 29. I worked hard for that...so please appreciate it and don't clear it and reset the score.
As you get acquainted with all of my friends and family that are in my phoneboook, please let them know that I will soon get a replacement. It will just take a little time since the economic strain is hurting everyones pocketbook...tell the to email me if they need me. It might be a few weeks.
Also, as you have my phone. Please talk to Shayda every day for me. Make sure she is happy, and ask her about her day, let her vent, and tell her over and over that you love her....also let her know I love her.
Please take care of my phone, use it like a blackberry should be used....and please pray that the phone my insurance ends up sending me isn't a crappy refurbished one.

Thank you for not returning my phone...

Layla

Dear (You know who you are but you don't read blogs)

I think this sums up all my frustration at this time.....don't pay attention if you think I need to be rosey happy excited all the time....this blog mirrors my first few blogs in it's frustration and spirit dampening mood.

Here goes....and no calling me out....this is my feelings....I don't want to confront the person, because it would do more harm than good....I am always told not to hold it in, so this is MY outlet....if you don't like it get over it.

(And this isn't about Jason....)

Dear You Know Who, please take careful notes, and considerations!

He never closes anything...

Not the door

Not food packages

Nothing.

He offers to wash dishes - but does it half way

Grease and grime is plainly evident on the dishes.

He will use electricity like he owns the electric company!

I am sure he is in cahoots with the people milking us dry.

He puts the AC on 60 in the middle of the night.

I wake up freezing, and clogged up.

He uses a whole roll of toilet paper at one visit to the restroom.

Making the already bad toilet problem we have worse.

He eats and eats and eats!

The stockpile we buy from costco that should last us 3 weeks, lasted us 1.

He eats and eats, uses and uses - yet he expects the $10 he gave us, back.

He used the truck for work....

drove it into the ground....

and expects us to pay for the majority, get it fixed, and return it to him to use and use again.

He doesn't willingly accept responsibility for any wrong choice he makes.

He will argue his point to the death especially when wrong

He will try to bend scripture to the point it sounds like a "guide to know why I am right" to get himself out of all trouble.

Guilt trips are his specialty...that's why he is living with us right now.

Everything good or bad in his life, and choices is chalked up to "God's Will"

I want to scream

"BE PROACTIVE...BE REACTIVE....PICK AN ACTIVE AND BE IT."

Helplessness is not an action it is a bargaining chip....I know this all too well....I don't gamble....so he has to bargain somewhere else...

I don't give handouts, I give help-ups.....but....right now, no one is listening....I have my own timeline....Be Ready!

That is my message....maybe me throwing it out in the universe instead of in my head at night as I try to sleep, will help me be gently firm and adequately successful for my pseudo family, for PROACTIVE people, and my piece of mind.

My Rant on Facebook

I HATE FACEBOOK! I do. I know it is the cool thing to do...and I have one....but I hate it....all the applications and sending random crap to random people...poking...what the hell is that all about? it is stupid.
And Myspace is not far behind. It is now using facebook applications....and it drives me CRAZY.

I have both of these as a virtual "connection" to people who I would not normally know what happened to from my past...a lot of kids I went to school and church with are on it...I like to drop an email or comment their way every now and again....but COME ON...PUHLEASE.....barf. I am almost totally done with it.

Not to mention, blogging and reading people's blogs are so time consuming, I don't have the time or want...to sit and poke people. blah.

Frustration and anger quickly set in as her true feelings are overlooked and his are right, regardless of the situation.
No matter where she turns her hurt overwhelms her heart. She hurts for many reasons, but maybe the heaviest is for all the sacrifices she makes for the love she harbors.
Those acts are felt to have been made in vain. She can't help but wonder if everything she has done is with selfish intentions. Were they done to help stimulate a reciprocal love?
If so, her plan is unraveling right before her eyes.