Yeah, I’m all Christmasy and shit, sue me. I LOVE holidays, especially Xmas and all the pretty shiny things that go along with it. I already have most of the inside of my house decorated, I still need to run out and get some tablecloths and whatnot…I’m a designer, people! HELLFUCKINGOOOO!!??? 
(You know I love you all!)
Well Thanksgiving was AWESOME!!!! I drank too much and now have a POUNDING headache! But YUMMM Grenache is YUMMMMMMYYYYYY! 
DH and I were talking last night and I got a GREAT idea…Why don’t we just get a hotel room? I mean, if we HAVE to be there then why not have a ‘safe haven’ away from Lucifer SIL and and all the others? Besides, DH’s grandmother’s house is in a BAD part of town (they’ve lived there forever, and just decided to die there, no point in moving now) and it’s TINY so four adults and two children is just NOT my idea of fun (not to mention that its 45mins-1hr one-way from his dad, and guess who’s driving, yeah me). So I start looking around Priceline.com. I submit about five bazillion bids and each one was rejected. Then I sat here and realized that with priceline, you can’t pick the hotel, they pick it. You don’t know exactly WHERE the hotel will be or which one, but if one accepts your offer you’re stuck with it, NO cancellations!! How stupid is THAT?!
Then I went to hotels.com and looked around and found out that sometimes those silly sites DON’T have the best rates. Hotels.com had a room for $59.95 a night but the hotel its self had THE SAME room for $51.00, uhhhh HELLOO!?!?!?! So we go back to searching and let me just say this, I stayed up until 3:30am searching for a decent hotel near DH’s dad and G-mother. We tried to find one that accepted pets but the best we could do was a Red Roof Inn and we could only take one dog…no good. Besides, it was sort of seedy looking.
So we’re searching and Dh mentions that we need high speed internet/modem connections, he has work to do and I have finals that week. So I start thinking, We don’t have to stay at the hotel ALL 12 days you see, we can do just a few days! I tell DH, “Ya know, why don’t we find a REALLY nice hotel that we can semi-afford (read:credit card) and stay there? Yeah, it’ll take away Xmas money but hey if we HAVE to be there, right?” He agreed.
So back to the search. Finally, I broke out the calculator and crunched some number and decided (and I quote), “Gawd damnit, if I have to go to hell for 12 days I want to stay in something NICE, something like a resort with Bellboys and a Concierge and all that shit, DAMNIT I JUST WANT TO BE TREATED LIKE THE QUEEN I AM!” So I start a lookin’ and after many hours of searching I find it.
I found THIS:
OMG! THIS IS WHAT I WANT!! So I read on;
Guest Rooms & Amenities
· Air-Conditioned Rooms
· Balcony (good for ‘walking the dogs’ lol)
· Golf Course View Rooms Available
· Kitchenette
· Maid Service
· Full Kitchen
There were more, but not that important.
Hotel Services
· Tour Service
· 24-Hour Front Desk
· Business Center/Services
· Game Room
· Golf Course
· Laundry Service
· Parking Available
· Shopping Adjacent to Hotel
· Babysitting Service
· Fitness Facility
· Gift/Sundry Shop
· Heated Pool
· Outdoor Pool
· Putting Green
· Smoke Detectors
· Wake-up Service Available
Sweet mother of everything holy!!!! THIS IS MY KIND OF PLACE!! So I start researching prices and come to find out there is a special internet rate dealie thing going on RIGHT NOW! SWEET!!!!!!! So this will be me in about a week;
See me? In the sand trap nonetheless!
OK, this won’t ACTUALLY be me because there’s a slight problem, I don’t play golf!
Soon my view for ONE WHOLE [business] WEEK will be;
Well ok, that would be my view if I walked across the golf course and looked back at the hotel, but you get my point, right?
And maybe, if the gods are smiling upon us, we’ll be looking at this every evening;
I could upload pictures all day long of this place. It’s AWESOME! And we ‘killed’ something like 40,000 birds with one stone staying at a NICE resort…we have a washer/dryer in our villa (we use cloth diapers and now I won’t have to subject my little precious LT to disposies), we have a place for the kids to go and unwind, I can get my studies done, DH can work in the evenings after he’s taken care of his dad all day and we’ll have ROOM SERVICE and a WHIRLPOOL! SWEET MOTHER OF GAWD!!!!!!! And all of this for a GREAT rate! Although it’s a little more than we want to spend, DH and I figured that this could be some of ‘our’ Xmas gift to each other. And besides, the kids don’t need any more toys, mom needs a VILLA!
(Just kidding, my kids are getting a nice Xmas just not the two HUGE things I wanted to get them, those will be birthday, which isn’t far off either.)
So, now I can safely say, I’m sort of looking forward to my little ‘vacation’. We have decided that since DH needs to take care of his dad during the week while his step-mom is at work, I’ll take BT to the Alligator farm (redneck central, hello! We’ll fit right in!) and to the beach for sea shells! And maybe we can swim in the heated pool. LT will probably go the beach with us but he’s pretty little so we’ll see, he might just get a ton of Cheerios and ‘Bear in The Big Blue House’ all day with DH. I need film, I need a digi-cam but that won’t happen until my birthday at the earliest, but hey…………..
I GOT A FUCKING VILLA, HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I’m hosting the Turkey Day Dinner here, but it isn’t for family. Our friends (B&L) will be coming over with their kids (E&B) and we’ll hang out, eat good food, play cards, drink, laugh, talk, walk the dogs, ya know So are y’all even remotely curious what ‘walking the dogs’ means? Well in case you are (I know that there are those of you out there that haven’t been able to sleep wondering what I was talking about) it means going to smoke, a cigarette. See, our kids don’t *really* know we smoke, we say “We’re takin’ the dogs out, be back in a sec!” and off we go with the dogs (ok, there was that one time the dogs were at the groomers and we got some funny looks from BT when we told him we were taking the dogs out, even though we didn’t have the dogs…). I hope that everyone has a nice Holiday and that you all have someone to share it with. If you don’t have someone to share it with, it’s just a stupid holiday anyway, probably created by Butterball to sell more turkeys…I don’t blame you for going to the Waffle House.
Yeah, it’s cheesy but I don’t have time to make a kick-ass one and it’s better than the gawd damn patchwork turkeys, country pumpkins and little fat rosy cheeked pilgrims…yeah I have those, wanna see?
The graphics are nice but just not my style, anymore.
I HATE STAPLES…..OMG, if anyone that reads my blog shops there, just unsub now*…..THEY HAVE PISSED ME OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It all started when sis and I found out about cordless PC headsets, they are mics and headphones all in one and they are CORDLESS!! Which means that going outside to smoke would no longer be a problem, we can still voice chat. Well, we find headsets on eBay but we kept getting outbid by those stupid fucking snipers. So I said ‘Screw it!’ and went to Staples to pick one up. Well they tell me that they don’t carry them but they have next day delivery. So I say ok, COOL! Well then after the order is placed is says that they are backordered so it’ll be 1-5 business days. So I think, ‘ok fine whatever’. Well then I get home and have an email in my box about the order and it says that the delivery date is DECEMBER 3!!!!!!!!!!! WTF?!?!?! And that someone must be at home because I have to sign for it. So I call them and tell them that it is unacceptable to wait TWO FUCKING WEEKS for something that I wsa originally told would take ONE GODDAMNED DAY!!!!! Well the lady then goes on and on about ‘Well the delivery date isn’t like set in stone or anything, I mean he could get there earlier.’ UHHHHHH HELLFUCKINGOOOO!! It says that I have to be here to sign for it, so I just need to wait around for TWO FUCKING WEEKS, *just in case* this moron company decides to ship it earlier? So then I tell her, ‘Nervermind, just cancel the order.’ And she says, “Well, uhhhh, I mean I can try to cancel it but I can’t guarantee that it’ll go through, I mean I can’t guarantee that it’ll cancel because it’s already into processing.” First off, EVERY order goes into processing right after it’s placed, DUH! Second off, I placed the goddamn order TWO HOURS EARLIER!!! Yet it isn’t expected to get to me for TWO WEEKS?!?!?!?!?! So is some guy standing there at the warehouse with my headset in hand debating on if I get it sooner than expected or not? Is that why they can’t cancel it? So she’s telling me all this “I can’t guarantee” shit and I say (with a chuckle), ‘Well I can’t guarantee that I’ll shop at Staples ever again.” Then….oh, then…. SHE GETS BITCHY TOWARDS ME!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!! So I tell her to just screw it, keep the order as it is, I’ll just never shop there ever again. Then after I hang up on her stupid ass I think “Damnit! I should have told her ‘Well, I can’t guarantee that that check will be any good….” hehehe
So then I get the headset today (yeah, stupid fucks delivered it in 2 business days) via UPS, and no one had to sign for anything. Well, I have already ordered another headset off of eBay for MUCH less, because hell it was suppose to take Staples 2 weeks to deliver it and this guy can ship it out ASAP. So, I get the Staples headset today and I have Dh run it back up to the store to return it. Well we’re now told that WE CANNOT RETURN IT for another WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So I had an order, they wouldn’t cancel it, and now when I try to return the stupid fucking item, they won’t take the return because I wrote a check (that’s cleared the bank already) and they’re waiting for it to clear (stupid fucktards, GAWD!). So I call up the manager and I tell him that his company is a piece of shit and that I’ll be back next week to (and I am quoting myself here); “RETURN THE GODDAMNNED HEADSET!” *click*.
Yep, so if you shop at Staples, STOP IT RIGHT NOW! They suck. They suck hard, and I hate them and if they were to go bankrupt and fall of the face of the earth I wouldn’t mind one damn bit. They suck, I hate them, hate them, hate them…………yes, H A T E…HATE STAPLES!!!!!!
eBay is now my friend……….well sort of…..
*Just kidding about the whole unsub thing, don’t really do that, K?
FIL Update!
AND ITS GOOD!
He’s HOME!! Yeah, I know he just had brain surgery on Sunday, and he went home this afternoon (Tues.)!!! how cool is that? And my ever-so-loving and sacrifical SIL, made the prognosis out to be MUCH worse than it truly is….WORST CASE senario is that he has only a year…but that is absolute WORST case…she told us that he *MIGHT* have a year…see the drama building already?
I HATE drama, honestly I do. I like to read about it and watch it on TV, but living it SUCKS! That is why we don’t talk to DH’s mom. His sister WAS avoiding us but ya know she’s playing heroine to her father (that she loves, no, wait! she hates him, no, that was last week…or maybe..ah hell…) so we have to talk to her. She invited us to stay at her apartment with some strange guy that she’s living with that we’ve never met….we declined the invitation, DH did anyway, and he was SUPER polite, I was sort of shocked! At any rate…..we’re leaving Dec 7th and my laptop will be strapped to my ass so that it’s easily accessible. 
Stay tuned for ranting from the turtlemama all about stupid large corporations that just want my money…..ooooh it’s sooo good!
(Mr. Food impression, yeah it sucks, I know)
Funny Dog Story
(Hey, it’s not cats!)
So I’m sitting outside, ‘walking the dogs’ and Sunshine finds a nice friendly furry little spider to play with. So she paws at it a few times and it runs up her face and then sticks to her wet nose. Then as she’s pawing at it it seems to disappear onto her nose. A friend nearby says, “Did that spider just run up her nose?” I respond, “No I think it’s just on the side of her nose.” So then Sunshine begins searching the ground for her spider-y friend and as she’s looking around she shakes her slightly then lets out a nice snotty, dog-juice-filled sneeze, with the friendly spider shooting out her nose. The spider then scampers of, and she chases it only to have it run up her leg. After much chasing and gnawing on her own leg, Sunshine finally plays with the spider for the last paw-pressing time. But hey, he had a fun ride along the way!
ACHOOO!
Well, DH recieved some bad news about his dad. The tumor is much larger than they thought. The think they got it all out but the type of tumor that it is, it will more than likely return. Of course, no one has recorded (in memory or on paper) what type of tumor he has, exactly. They’re just sort of nodding at the Drs. Of course, I do have to say this, DH’s family is KNOWN for their drama-queen ways. It’s really annoying at times, his sister would talk about what a mean horrible awful man her father is, and how she just hates him. Now, when anyone speaks with her she’s sobbing uncontrollably. I’m sure she’s upset, but she focuses on what *she’s* sacraficed since her father has been in the hospital. Like telling me yesterday, amamzingly, she could clear her sobs to say as clear as a bell, “Well, I have been at the hospital for 2 days straight, I mean I went home for 2 hours to get a shower and call [my dh's name].” Yeah then she started the whole water works thing back up again. I don’t know maybe I sound like a heartless bitch but, when you run around for YEARS and whine about how your father ruined your wedding (a marriage that didn’t even last 3 months) because he left early, (because he wasn’t even really welcome there ANYWAY!) and then talk about how horrible he treated your crazy-blind-faking mother (OMG that is a whole other journal, seriously, there is dirt there that hasn’t seen the light of day, until I uncovered it) and basically call him a sorry S.O.B. everytime you get the chance, DO NOT start acting like daddy’s little girl is about to lose her best friend. OH! and the rich part is that she made sure to tell DH that her and her current fuck….err boyfriend, took COTS up to the hospital to spend the night in the waiting room….WHY?!!! She’s MAYBE 10mins from the hospital and for the time being their father is fine. He’ll be home in a week but its all the shit after that (Chemo, life expectancy etc..). Hell I would be relieved just to get him home. But, then again, she FEEDS off of drama, hell this is the chick who out of the blue wrote us a nasty letter rehashing shit that happened 5+ years previous. See, we hadn’t done anything wrong in a LONG time so she didn’t have anything to bitch about how terrible and controlling and mean, *I AM*…see they all hate me, I find it amusing, but they all hate me, except DH’s Dad. Even though DH’s mom made up some elaborate story about how DH’s dad really hates me but won’t let me know that. Hmmmmm this is the lady who hates this man more than life its self, how in the hell would she know? Oh, yeah stupid SIL told her, yeah we all know we can rely on that scamp.
Ok, yeah, uhhh I’m venting to prepare myself for the WHOLE GODDAMNNED MOTHERFUCKING WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have to spend with that whore. See, I hate her, I mean I really really really hate her. And she LOVES to play the victim and she’s a spoiled rotten little brat. Even though she’s a few months older than I am she acts like she’s 15. She MUST be the full center of attention, so this is REALLY going to grate on my ever-lovin’ last ass nerve, while w’ere there she’ll be telling us about all that SHE sacraficed while her father was in the hospital, and he’ll be home battling his mortality, and she’s playing the herione! GAWD!!!!!! And it drives me fucking crazy.
I should post the letters one day, that would be funny, I have them scanned in. Ok, there will be a lot of bitching and family dirt throwing this week and probably into next week, so be prepared.
DH’s dad came through the surgery fine, he’ll be home a week from Weds. We’re going down there for a week the 2nd week of Dec. The doctors gave FIL a year if he takes chemo, which I would imagine he would take, but hey I could be wrong. I’m not sure what I would do in that situation to tell you the truth.
Just a quick note;
DH got a call today that his father is very ill. They found a large mass in his brain and they say that it doesn’t look good. We don’t have many details, as his father is in FL and well the whole family is a little quirky. DH’s father is a SUPER nice man. He’s the most normal of all my in laws, and he is a VERY kind man. If you could give him some positive thoughts/prayers, I would truly apreciate it. DH is swimming in guilt (for not going to FL to see his father, and for not being closer to him) and fear. This is about the only thing that I can do. Thank you!
AND PLEASE! If you have family that live out of state that you don’t see often, take the time to at least call them. You never know when it’ll be too late.
EVIL, EVIL, EVIL eBay
Yes folks, eBay IS evil but I do have GOOD news to report. I figured out that if you use the ‘Watch This Item’ tool, you’ll bid (and therefore spend) a TON less!!! Also my ‘Items I’m Bidding On’ list is getting a LOT smaller, THANK GAWD!!
Now, after calling eBay evil mean names I have to say this; My kids are getting the COOLEST flippin’ toy for Xmas. I’ve NEVER seen this and it was the ONLY one on eBay so, well I HAD to get it. What is it you ask? Why it’s a…
ROCK N ROLL TURTLE!!!!
OMG, if this got any cooler, I’d DIE!!! LT is going to have a BLAST in that thing!!! AND it has two little cars that go around a track inside the turtle (you can see it in the pic above) OMG my kids are going to find this SUPER NEAT! Hell, I find this WAY too fucking cool!!
I sitting here it’s almost midnight, and I’m blogging already for the next day. How sad am I? yep, pretty sad, I know. Anyway, so I’m sitting here and DH and the kids are in bed (MY bed, damn fucktards) and I’m listening to Emeril and OMG this man is annoying. Ya know it’d be funny if he’d curse.
Yep, I like to curse. I heard Sharon Osbourne talking to Barbra Walters tonight and Baba asked, “How do you get your voice heard amongst all those big powerful men in the music industry?” Sharon answered; “A foul mouth. And just being a Ballsy broad.” I must agree. I have noticed that if I look at a man and say “Well fuck that shit!” They usually perk up and listen to me (or hang up on me if they are customer no-service reps and they are being a big pain in my ass). Yet if a man were to say that other men wouldn’t pay him half the attention they do towards a woman. Interesting thought, no?
My dog is farting AGAIN! Why must my children actually DO their chores and why isn’t the chore for BT ‘Give The Dog Beano, BEFORE Eating!’ Instead of just, ‘Feed The Dog.’ WHY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Oh yeah, cause he’s too little and I’m the idiot who designed this chore plan in the first place. Ok, ’nuff said.
I’ve Got my Grinch Socks and Chai Tea…
Let’s Chat!
Ok, we had the first set of subs check-in, can I get the second set? Or the first set again maybe? Nah, it’s all good. At least now I know that people are still reading my drivel!
I would first like to publicly apologize to worthums, I had to cut her off while we were chatting on yahoo this morning. My youngest has learned the art of opening doors and likes to slam them against the wall VERY hard, after opening them. So we have a nice little hole in the wall in his room (which is also in pretty expensive wallpaper, stupid babies.) and of course, the loud BANGBOOM! scared the crap outta me.
Hey anyone need some big ass shirts? I’m about to have a TON
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&category=15808&item=981924546&rd=1
ok, sorry….
So I really need to be outbid on a TON of stuff from ebay, really I do….I mean I can afford it but do I REALLY want to spend an ass-ton of money on this crap? Yeah, I guess so. hey some Christmas stuff is coming from eBay that’s good, right?
Speaking of Christmas, I still have to buy for my kids, and my hubby. Now what to get the hubby is difficult in its self. The man has everything he’s ever wanted, even a beautiful, understanding, quiet, subservient wife, I forget her name but, hell if she’ll do all that stupid bullshit for me GO FOR IT SISTER! Besides, do I *really* need to know her name?
Well, I’m off to find Xmas gifts, and more junk to clutter my house. Speaking of clutter there is an ebay store called; “Grandma’s Dustibles’ how fucking appropriate is THAT?!!! ROFL I love it. ok, domestic stupid humor hour is over……
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