It's days like today that make me wonder why the hell I went to college.
Maybe it was for the parties? The beer? Granted, I certainly wouldn't trade my LMC friends for the world. But my time at school certainly wasn't for any career advancement.
Today, I had to do someone else's job because apparently she thinks she's too good to do it...and when asked to do it, she simply says "no." Must be nice. So, I stuffed boxes. I stuffed each box with 6 different little booklets. Each booklet was about a different facet of Organizational Development. And then I had to unwrap individual mailing boxes that fit the OD boxes. Then I had to put the mailing box together, put the OD box inside, place a letter on top, put a mailing label on the outside and send to the mailroom. Repeat 50 times. I know that 50 is not that big of a number - but it took me all day long.
I am damn glad I pay $140.29 a month in student loans. And will continue to do so until I am 55. (I am not exaggerating.)
So, in 2 minutes I will wipe clean any thought of this place and I will go home and dress up my little bumble bee and hand out candy.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
My pants never fit right either.
The weekend didn't go quite as planned with all the parties. We WENT to all of them; but I didn't really plan on Stella being a big grump, causing us to leave early WITHOUT any cake. Out of 4 dang parties, I got no cake! (Actually, my aunt Nancy sent some home with Mom for me so I guess I can't complain. But I didn't get any cake IN THE MOMENT of the party and that makes it less fun.)
Heath and Julie came over on Friday night which was nice - it was our first time hosting friends. Heath and Toby hung out in the garage and drank beer. I guess the garage is the new front porch. Julie and I chatted in the house. I tried for hours to put Stella down to sleep but she was not having it - she didn't want to miss anything. We had company!
On Saturday, Toby's mom, her boyfriend Eric, Toby's sister Kim, and her daughter Kendall came to visit and see the place. They loved it. I put on some Beastie Boys and Kendall danced in the living room. She is such a ham.
I went to Wal-Mart that night to get the weekly grocery trip over with... Wal-Mart on Brook Road is always a "treat" - for those of you who live here, you know what I mean.
On Sunday, we went to our first party at 12:30. It was nice to see Dad's side of the family and it was like Christmas all over again for Jacob and Cayden (they aren't twins - they are actually cousins born 2 days apart...) They were drowning in gifts.
We left there and headed home for the neighborhood parties. We made it to the first one and were there for about 3 minutes when Stella started wailing. I thought she was hungry so we bailed on the neighborhood parties and booked it home to eat. I made her a bottle but she wasn't interested. She just fussed and fussed.... Just being a grump.
Dad and I loaded up AGAIN and hit the road for Jacob's birthday party. A house full of 7 year old boys (and a few girls) makes for a hectic time!! It was nice to chat with the aunts and friends....but Stella just wasn't herself again. We were there for a little over an hour when we had to bail on this event too. She was just NOT happy. She got worse on the car ride home and worked herself up into a screaming, snubbing, boogery mess. Dad was with me and helped me get her in the house and out of the car seat and I fixed her a bottle (thinking she was hungry again since she didn't eat the first bottle...) and she just kept screaming and screaming so I laid her on the floor on her blanket and said "Maybe it's her pants" (knowing for sure it wasn't) so I grabbed the bottom of her pants and yanked them off and...........
Happy Baby. She instantly started smiling and cooing and laughing and rolling around. It was like a new child.
What a little turd. :)
She was wearing some army green khaki pants. Nothing crazy. But I guess they were too confining. And come to think of it, she did this once before a couple months ago when I took her to visit work and she fussed the whole time and I had to skip out on lunch...I got her home and took off her denim skirt and she stopped fussing.
From now on it's "Hanes Her Way" sweatpants for her - esp if we have events to attend that I don't want to leave early!!
For all of you new parents and parents-to-be: When in doubt, take off the pants.
Heath and Julie came over on Friday night which was nice - it was our first time hosting friends. Heath and Toby hung out in the garage and drank beer. I guess the garage is the new front porch. Julie and I chatted in the house. I tried for hours to put Stella down to sleep but she was not having it - she didn't want to miss anything. We had company!
On Saturday, Toby's mom, her boyfriend Eric, Toby's sister Kim, and her daughter Kendall came to visit and see the place. They loved it. I put on some Beastie Boys and Kendall danced in the living room. She is such a ham.
I went to Wal-Mart that night to get the weekly grocery trip over with... Wal-Mart on Brook Road is always a "treat" - for those of you who live here, you know what I mean.
On Sunday, we went to our first party at 12:30. It was nice to see Dad's side of the family and it was like Christmas all over again for Jacob and Cayden (they aren't twins - they are actually cousins born 2 days apart...) They were drowning in gifts.
We left there and headed home for the neighborhood parties. We made it to the first one and were there for about 3 minutes when Stella started wailing. I thought she was hungry so we bailed on the neighborhood parties and booked it home to eat. I made her a bottle but she wasn't interested. She just fussed and fussed.... Just being a grump.
Dad and I loaded up AGAIN and hit the road for Jacob's birthday party. A house full of 7 year old boys (and a few girls) makes for a hectic time!! It was nice to chat with the aunts and friends....but Stella just wasn't herself again. We were there for a little over an hour when we had to bail on this event too. She was just NOT happy. She got worse on the car ride home and worked herself up into a screaming, snubbing, boogery mess. Dad was with me and helped me get her in the house and out of the car seat and I fixed her a bottle (thinking she was hungry again since she didn't eat the first bottle...) and she just kept screaming and screaming so I laid her on the floor on her blanket and said "Maybe it's her pants" (knowing for sure it wasn't) so I grabbed the bottom of her pants and yanked them off and...........
Happy Baby. She instantly started smiling and cooing and laughing and rolling around. It was like a new child.
What a little turd. :)
She was wearing some army green khaki pants. Nothing crazy. But I guess they were too confining. And come to think of it, she did this once before a couple months ago when I took her to visit work and she fussed the whole time and I had to skip out on lunch...I got her home and took off her denim skirt and she stopped fussing.
From now on it's "Hanes Her Way" sweatpants for her - esp if we have events to attend that I don't want to leave early!!
For all of you new parents and parents-to-be: When in doubt, take off the pants.
Friday, October 27, 2006
Weekend Warriors
I am so happy that in 11 minutes I get to go home for the weekend. I'm SO ready!!
Tonight, our old neighbors, Heath and Julie, are coming over to see the house and to hang out.
Tomorrow, I plan to hang around the house, maybe run a few errands. We need a coffee table and a coat rack to hang on the wall. I wish we lived near Ikea.
Sunday is PACKED. My friend Cyndy and her husband Aaron will be delivering our living room furniture in the morning!!!! (We bought it from them - it's nearly brand new, Lay-Z-Boy reclining couch and chair.) Then at 12:30 is Jacob and Cayden's 5 year birthday party all the way out in Studley. We need to be back at the house by 2pm because there are TWO neighborhood halloween/pumpkin carving parties that I want to stroll Stella to and I want to meet new neighbors. Then we have to be back out to the Innsbrook area for my other cousin Jacob's 7 year birthday party. Shoo!!
A lot going on....but it's all going to be fun. And I'm sure I'll have a ton of pictures to show for it.
Tonight, our old neighbors, Heath and Julie, are coming over to see the house and to hang out.
Tomorrow, I plan to hang around the house, maybe run a few errands. We need a coffee table and a coat rack to hang on the wall. I wish we lived near Ikea.
Sunday is PACKED. My friend Cyndy and her husband Aaron will be delivering our living room furniture in the morning!!!! (We bought it from them - it's nearly brand new, Lay-Z-Boy reclining couch and chair.) Then at 12:30 is Jacob and Cayden's 5 year birthday party all the way out in Studley. We need to be back at the house by 2pm because there are TWO neighborhood halloween/pumpkin carving parties that I want to stroll Stella to and I want to meet new neighbors. Then we have to be back out to the Innsbrook area for my other cousin Jacob's 7 year birthday party. Shoo!!
A lot going on....but it's all going to be fun. And I'm sure I'll have a ton of pictures to show for it.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Procrastination
I just spent quite a few minutes editing this blog and adding fancy fonts and colors and pictures. (Blogger has added a lot of new features so hopefully I'll be able to include more pictures in my blogs and not have the issues I had before.) I have no business playing around online as I have plenty of real work to do. But I feel anxious and stressed today and I'd rather zone out on Blogger instead of working on Game Plan for my department. So, there.
We closed on our South Ridge house last night at 4pm. The ONLY reason that even happened was because my Mother-In-Law is a ball buster and she called our buyer's lender and threatened lives if someone didn't fix the mess immediately. (She's big in the mortgage industry and knows everyone...and it certainly worked in our favor.) If it was not for her, we might still be UN-closed this time next week! So, we hope to close on our new house today. But I still do not know what time because NO ONE BOTHERS TO CALL ME. Toby has a job that he can't just get up and go run an errand. But this HAS to be done today. The sellers (who are nice as can be) are getting frustrated because they need their money ASAP and I'm frustrated because I want this done and I'm sick of trying to smooth things over with the sellers and trying to explain to Toby that "yes, this is important that we get this done" and blah blah blah. It's just a mess and I will never move again. Do you hear me? Never. Again. (And if I try to start talking about moving again, someone hit me in the head with a baseball bat.)
Miss Stella is teething. This is not fun. Poor baby. Poor parents. She gets really upset at nighttime - usually between 6pm and 8pm. On Monday night, I thought her head would explode off her body from all of the screaming. The next day I bought some Baby Oragel - Nighttime Remedy with EXTRA pain reliever. So far, this stuff is worth more than gold.
Other than the teething, she is a happy, happy baby who smiles all the time and is starting to laugh outloud and coo and "talk" to us. The Granny Nanny (Sandie) and Grandpa (Wayne) have taught her to make raspberries/blow bubbles with her lips. She imitates me and Toby when we "air kiss" her. I'm convinced. She's a genius.
In OTHER baby news (as if there is such a thing - haha!)
My friends JJ and Erica are having a girl! Molly June. I adore that name and I adore them and I know they are going to be amazing parents and I wish they lived closer so I could play with them and Stella could play with Molly.
But it's ok. It will just make their Richmond Visits even more special.
Ok. Game Plan calls. And the Closing Lawyers have not - so I guess I need to harass them. Again. I love paying people to NOT do their jobs.
We closed on our South Ridge house last night at 4pm. The ONLY reason that even happened was because my Mother-In-Law is a ball buster and she called our buyer's lender and threatened lives if someone didn't fix the mess immediately. (She's big in the mortgage industry and knows everyone...and it certainly worked in our favor.) If it was not for her, we might still be UN-closed this time next week! So, we hope to close on our new house today. But I still do not know what time because NO ONE BOTHERS TO CALL ME. Toby has a job that he can't just get up and go run an errand. But this HAS to be done today. The sellers (who are nice as can be) are getting frustrated because they need their money ASAP and I'm frustrated because I want this done and I'm sick of trying to smooth things over with the sellers and trying to explain to Toby that "yes, this is important that we get this done" and blah blah blah. It's just a mess and I will never move again. Do you hear me? Never. Again. (And if I try to start talking about moving again, someone hit me in the head with a baseball bat.)
Miss Stella is teething. This is not fun. Poor baby. Poor parents. She gets really upset at nighttime - usually between 6pm and 8pm. On Monday night, I thought her head would explode off her body from all of the screaming. The next day I bought some Baby Oragel - Nighttime Remedy with EXTRA pain reliever. So far, this stuff is worth more than gold.
Other than the teething, she is a happy, happy baby who smiles all the time and is starting to laugh outloud and coo and "talk" to us. The Granny Nanny (Sandie) and Grandpa (Wayne) have taught her to make raspberries/blow bubbles with her lips. She imitates me and Toby when we "air kiss" her. I'm convinced. She's a genius.
In OTHER baby news (as if there is such a thing - haha!)
My friends JJ and Erica are having a girl! Molly June. I adore that name and I adore them and I know they are going to be amazing parents and I wish they lived closer so I could play with them and Stella could play with Molly.
But it's ok. It will just make their Richmond Visits even more special.
Ok. Game Plan calls. And the Closing Lawyers have not - so I guess I need to harass them. Again. I love paying people to NOT do their jobs.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Rig-a-ma-roll -- Did anyone else's parents say that?
We're moved!
But we're not closed! And that is giving me anxiety.
The buyers of our South Ridge house must have picked the world's WORST lender because they were still trying to verify the girl's employment last week when we were supposed to close on Friday! Hello???? OUR lender had been finished with us for over 2 weeks. So anyway, LONG story short, we did not close on our house on Friday - which meant that we could not close on the new house on Friday because in order to close that, we need the proceeds from the first house and GOOD LORD I hate this real estate mess.
SO to make matters worse, the awesome interest rate that Toby and I got for our loan on the new house EXPIRES today at 5pm. Yep. So that means we lost it. And it costs us money. AND the sellers of our new house need their money ASAP because their new mortgage is due tomorrow and they are going to be late with it if we don't close............ So. I feel like a big jerk even though none of this is my fault. But you know me - I like to take on guilt unnecessarily.
Other than all this mess and people (real estate agents, lenders, etc) lying to me, I ADORE the new house. I just feel guilty living in it until we close. I guess I need to get over that, huh?
I will update with pictures soon. It is the cutest house ever.
Now that all this rig-a-ma-roll is over (I am so old. I just said "rig-a-ma-roll.") I will be able to blog more about LIFE and the exciting every-day happenings of the Creekmore family. Like Toby letting Stella lick the Cool Ranch Dorito powder from his fingers when I wasn't in the room...and the after-effects that lasted for 2 damn days.
But we're not closed! And that is giving me anxiety.
The buyers of our South Ridge house must have picked the world's WORST lender because they were still trying to verify the girl's employment last week when we were supposed to close on Friday! Hello???? OUR lender had been finished with us for over 2 weeks. So anyway, LONG story short, we did not close on our house on Friday - which meant that we could not close on the new house on Friday because in order to close that, we need the proceeds from the first house and GOOD LORD I hate this real estate mess.
SO to make matters worse, the awesome interest rate that Toby and I got for our loan on the new house EXPIRES today at 5pm. Yep. So that means we lost it. And it costs us money. AND the sellers of our new house need their money ASAP because their new mortgage is due tomorrow and they are going to be late with it if we don't close............ So. I feel like a big jerk even though none of this is my fault. But you know me - I like to take on guilt unnecessarily.
Other than all this mess and people (real estate agents, lenders, etc) lying to me, I ADORE the new house. I just feel guilty living in it until we close. I guess I need to get over that, huh?
I will update with pictures soon. It is the cutest house ever.
Now that all this rig-a-ma-roll is over (I am so old. I just said "rig-a-ma-roll.") I will be able to blog more about LIFE and the exciting every-day happenings of the Creekmore family. Like Toby letting Stella lick the Cool Ranch Dorito powder from his fingers when I wasn't in the room...and the after-effects that lasted for 2 damn days.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Happy Fall, Ya'll
It's October. I love this time of year! I do wish that I wasn't so frazzled right now so I could enjoy this time by hanging up fall decorations and getting ready for Halloween...but instead, I'm caught in a rat race and in the middle of a move. NEXT year will be my year to really relax and experience the season how I want to! In my new house!
Currently, here are my days:
Get up at 6. Take shower and get self ready. Wake Stella up at 7. (yes, she sleeps through the night and I have to wake her up! Don't hate me.) Change, feed, and dress her. (This is my favorite time of the day - she is so happy and smiley.) Get in the car. Take the HELLACIOUS drive on Powhite Pkwy to Mom's house which usually includes standstill traffic and a screaming baby who does not like the car to stop. Drop Stella off with the Granny Nanny. Drive to work. Work 8:30-5:00. Leave at 5 on the dot! Go to Mom's. Check food status of Miss Stella. Feed her if it's about time so I am not trapped on the Powhite with a screaming HUNGRY baby. (It's a given she'll be screaming at the toll plaza when the traffic is jammed...) Get home around 6:45 or so. Dinner, dishwasher (load and/or unload), laundry, spend time with Stella (bath, pjs, feed, etc...) Put her to bed around 8:30 or so......Go to bed myself soon after.
Repeat 5 times, Monday-Friday.
This weekend HAS to involve lots and lots and lots of packing. Because if it doesn't, we are up sh*t creek. I have packed a lot - but in the wise words of my friend Cyndy - when you think you have packed 90% of your stuff, you realize you own 200%. Or something like that. We have a heck of a lot of crap. That's what it means. And I need to pack it up to move it. And that's a b*tch.
I've been dealing with moving stuff - cutting utilities off and on...It is during this process that I learned that Verizon is the DEVIL and I will do my best to never deal with them again.
We move on the 18th and I truly can not wait. I'm looking so forward to MANY things - more storage! Toby's garage! my scrapbook room! Granny Nanny next door!
It's going to be wonderful.
Currently, here are my days:
Get up at 6. Take shower and get self ready. Wake Stella up at 7. (yes, she sleeps through the night and I have to wake her up! Don't hate me.) Change, feed, and dress her. (This is my favorite time of the day - she is so happy and smiley.) Get in the car. Take the HELLACIOUS drive on Powhite Pkwy to Mom's house which usually includes standstill traffic and a screaming baby who does not like the car to stop. Drop Stella off with the Granny Nanny. Drive to work. Work 8:30-5:00. Leave at 5 on the dot! Go to Mom's. Check food status of Miss Stella. Feed her if it's about time so I am not trapped on the Powhite with a screaming HUNGRY baby. (It's a given she'll be screaming at the toll plaza when the traffic is jammed...) Get home around 6:45 or so. Dinner, dishwasher (load and/or unload), laundry, spend time with Stella (bath, pjs, feed, etc...) Put her to bed around 8:30 or so......Go to bed myself soon after.
Repeat 5 times, Monday-Friday.
This weekend HAS to involve lots and lots and lots of packing. Because if it doesn't, we are up sh*t creek. I have packed a lot - but in the wise words of my friend Cyndy - when you think you have packed 90% of your stuff, you realize you own 200%. Or something like that. We have a heck of a lot of crap. That's what it means. And I need to pack it up to move it. And that's a b*tch.
I've been dealing with moving stuff - cutting utilities off and on...It is during this process that I learned that Verizon is the DEVIL and I will do my best to never deal with them again.
We move on the 18th and I truly can not wait. I'm looking so forward to MANY things - more storage! Toby's garage! my scrapbook room! Granny Nanny next door!
It's going to be wonderful.
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