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As if Mondays aren’t bad enough…

3 Oct

I thought today was going to be a good day… Who was I kidding? Did I totally forget that it’s Monday?

Over the weekend I went out and got a pair of black stockings and a really cute pair of little black bootie heels. I wore them today with a black dress and a mustard yellow cardigan. I got dressed this morning and needless to say, I was definitely feeling myself. I felt really good about my outfit. I hardly ever get that dressed up for work. I get in the car and drive to Wawa and buy a pack of cigarettes and an old man with no front teeth held the door for me and said “good morning beautiful”. Not that I needed a toothless old man’s validation but it still made me smile.

I get back in the car and turn on some awesome music and drive my ass to work. AND… I ended up actually being on time, which is rare for a Monday morning. I’m walking through the lobby and there’s a group of 30 something year old guys standing about 20 feet from the elevator. Two of the five or six guys walk over to the elevator and push the button for the elevator to come down and pick me up. They say “hello”, I say “good morning”. They end up not even having to get on the elevator. They were just being courteous.

I get up to the third floor, walk down the hallway, into my office and sit down at my desk. Turned on my computer and was thinking that it was going to be a really good day. I reach down under my desk and fix the zipper on one of my heels and I run my hands up my leg to make sure that my stockings weren’t sagging or anything and then I feel it… The worst thing that could have happened. The thing I have been trying to prevent since I put the damn stockings on that morning. A FUCKING HUGE RUNNER! Right behind my knee. It was like 6+ inches long and I felt like sinking under my desk and hiding. I was so mad cuz I knew that something like this was going to happen. I knew that if I tried to dress cute to work that something would back fire.

Then I sat there for a minute thinking about everyone that I saw so far that morning and what they probably thought when they saw the gigantic hole on the back of my leg. The guys downstairs that so kindly caught the elevator for me probably thought I was a damn train wreck. And that poor, old, toothless man at Wawa probably thought that I was a fucking whore. Oh my gosh. I knew I couldn’t walk around with a big hole in my stockings all day so I talked to my boss and she allowed me to go home and get changed. I was soooo freakin grateful.

When I finally got back to work, I got trapped in the elevator for like 5 minutes. Terrifying!

Just wasn’t my day today, apparently.


Ummm.. Hello?!

28 Sep

To make a long story short, Sam hurt his back at work. Like, really hurt his back. He’s been in excruciating pain for the past 24 hours. He kept me up all night last night while he moaned (and not in a good way) and tossed around trying to find a position to ease the pain. But, like the good wife I am, I’ve been taking care of him. Went and bought him Ben & Jerry’s, made him the dinner that he wanted, rubbed Icey Hot on all the pain, got packs of ice. Everything. This morning he wakes up and is still in pain. I was running late for work but still made time to help him out of bed, made sure he took some ibuprofen, and made sure that he didn’t need to go to the hospital. As I’m getting dressed he picks up the phone. I’m thinking that he’s about to call work and let them know that he was still in pain and wouldn’t be able to make it in today. The first person that he called was HIS MOMMY! WTF!?

Talk about momma’s boy! Sheesh.

I am BACK!… for the moment at least.

24 Sep

It’s been almost two months since my last blog and I can’t believe I’ve neglected you this long. A lot has happened and a lot has changed and I can’t believe how everything has turned out since my previous roller coast ride blog entries from a few months ago. Things have really turned around for me and I feel so grateful.

Our apartment that we moved into is finally feeling more like home and we’re now in the “decorative” stages (Oh Lord, help us!). My family came to visit at the beginning of last month and it was their first time in New Jersey visiting me and we had such a great time. And since then I actually made my way home for a weekend which was fun, minus all the traveling nightmares that I had to deal with, which is a whole different story.

I’m absolutely loving my job! I love the people I work with and, most of the time, I love the work that I’m doing. I’m making good money and soon I’ll be getting promoted so I’m super excited about that. As of right now I’m working part time which I don’t mind at all. I get to leave the office at 3pm and I get every other Friday off, and who doesn’t like a three day weekend? NOBODY!

My dad is doing a lot better and recently got a new job that he’s really liking. My sister Rachel got put on the varsity cheer leading squad and my youngest sister Nicole, who is a freshman in high school btw, is playing on the varsity soccer team. I’m so happy for all of them.

Well, I thought I’d kinda catch everyone up on what has been going on recently and I’ll definitely attempt to blog a little more, especially since I got a new laptop yesterday! It’s totally awesome too.

Hope everyone had a fun Saturday night and stay tuned!

It’s been awhile…

2 Aug

 As of right now I’m sitting in my new apartment, on my new furniture, and feeling like I have a whole new lease on life. Things have really been coming together lately and I’m absolutely loving my new job! We just moved into the apartment on Sunday and we’ve got a lot of stuff put together already. Yesterday we got the internet and cable hooked up and today the living room furniture finally came.

But the greatest new ever issss… My parents and my sisters are coming out here on Friday and staying until Sunday. They’re coming to drop off a ton of boxes from my aunts of some random household stuff that they don’t need and I didn’t want to buy :). This will be the first time my parents have come out here since I’ve been out here. It’s always been me going back and forth to Pittsburgh. My sisters are so excited to go to the boardwalk and stuff and I’m just excited about all of them being there. My dad is doing a lot better and is out of rehab since this passed Saturday.

It’s been nothing but great news lately and it couldn’t have come at a better time. I’m definitely sooo thankful after the passed few months I’ve had.

I hope everyone else is doing great and enjoying their summer 🙂

Yesterday was a good day.

19 Jul


Yesterday started off a little iffy but ended up being the greatest day EVER! We got the call that our application for the apartment went through. So around 4:30 we went to see all of the available apartments and then were able to pick our favorite. We chose an apartment in the pet-free building and it’s actually a lot bigger than the other, older apartments. The kitchen was just renovated, the bathroom and bedroom walk-in closet were twice the size as the other apartments, so it was an obvious choice.

Sam has terrible credit and I don’t have any credit so his mom had to co-sign for us. And since her credit is perfect we were pre-approved for this thing called Sure Deposit. That means that we don’t have to give them the one and a half months security deposit. All we need to give them is $218. So we’re saving over $1000. Now we’re able to get some new furniture and some other stuff we may need.

We move in July 30th – August 1st considering when the inspection is done. I’m sooooo excited!

Happy Sweet Sixteen, Rachel!

17 Jul


With all the craziness going on and how busy I’ve been, I forgot to blog about my little sister’s 16th birthday that was this passed Friday. I can’t believe I have a 16 year old little sister. I don’t even think I should be calling her my “little” sister, considering she isn’t so little anymore. She’s such an amazing, beautiful young woman and I love her! I hope she had a really great birthday. I was trying to make it home and surprise her but that didn’t happen.

I don’t think she reads my blog too often but I wanted to wish her a belated happy birthday anyway!

Love you!

One step forward, two steps back

14 Jul


As you can tell from my previous posts, good news is very scarce in my life right now. Today, I got great news about the new job. I was so excited! I was so excited that I even decided to call my dad and let him know. I hardly ever call my dad so you know this news caught me and him off guard. When I talked to him he didn’t sound right. He just sounded sad or tired or something. I asked him what was wrong and he said that he didn’t sleep much the night before. So after we hung up I called my mom and told her and she congratulated me and then hit me with, what else… bad news!!! She told me that my dad was checking into rehab tomorrow morning for alcoholism. My dad’s alcohol abuse was never a secret in my household. I don’t remember a time when he didn’t go from drinking coffee in the morning straight to drinking beer afterward. Alcohol was the reason him and I never got along. I could never talk to him and I hated bringing friends over cuz honestly, he embarrassed me. In the mornings my dad and I would talk and everything was great because he was sober. But anytime after 1:00pm it was a whole different story. I told him that we’d never get along because I felt that all he wanted to do was drink. He thought I was crazy.

My dad would never leave the house without “bringing a beer along for the ride”. Even when he was driving my sisters and I places. Obviously, from then on, we knew that there was a serious problem that no one wanted to confront. My dad has tried to stop drinking 3 times already by himself, without any success. He either gets the shakes or he’s throwing up or he gets headaches or he can’t sleep. He’s so depressed now and he’s losing weight and it’s so sad to me. I don’t know how to feel about him checking into rehab. I feel good because he’s actually going to get help and isn’t trying to fight with my mom about it. It just sucks that it had to come to this.

I feel like once my dad is sober and really stops drinking that we can really start to build a better father/daughter relationship. I just hate how much time has been wasted.

And after that bad news I found out that our application was denied because our credit isn’t good enough. Therefore, we need a co-signer now. BOOOOO!