I am updating this blog to hide the depressing. I apologize.
Good news: I AM PREGNANT!!!! And Nervous! Ha!
And now to my rant....
Fazoli's is now charging $0.25 for unlimited breadsticks! What?! When did that start??? 3 weeks ago. So now you have to order unlimited breadsticks. I don't mind paying the extremely small fee for them, but I could have been TOLD when I ordered. Hello!!!! I am PREGNANT! Do not keep the unlimited breadsticks from me!!!
They said "Oh, there's a notice on the door." The "NOTICE" is a letter from corporate that is facing into the restaurant and is apologizing for the inconvenience. So... let me get this straight... There's no note on the door explaining this as you come in, no one told me this when I ordered and there is a note apologizing for the inconvenience on my way out. Did they plan that??? Because seriously! Wouldn't it have been easier to have the cashier ASK if I wanted the unlimited breadsticks?? Then they wouldn't have had to APOLOGIZE for the inconvenience!!!
O.k. I'm done. Sorry. It just bugged me and I'll reiterate... please don't mess with a pregnant girl's food. It's for your own safety. I'm serious.
O.k. so for the answers to the burning questions. I'm due April 27. We both kind of want a boy, but we'll be happy either way. I don't think I can find out until the end of November. And... I'm feeling fine. Other than random anger when I'm hungry and inconvenienced.
O.k. I'll "talk" to you all later!
Monday, October 15, 2007
Sunday, August 5, 2007
I wish God were a Fairy Godmother
It's 3:30 in the morning and I can't sleep. I'm having a night that I haven't had in months. I miss my nephew. The truth is, I've missed him more in the last few weeks than I had since Christmas. I've been thinking about him a lot lately. The truth is, I think about him every day. But lately, more often than that even.
The anniversary of his death was about a month ago. A week later (or so - can't remember exactly) I had dinner with friends and one of them asked me how I was doing with everything. I, of course, made a funny comment to hide what I wanted to say. I didn't want to ruin dinner. I'm tired of ruining dinners and being the person the brings the room down. I know my friend really wanted to know how I was handling things, though, and I should have told her. I have a feeling they knew, though.
I've been thinking about her question ever since. How am I doing? I don't really know. I'm kind of just numb about everything now, I think. And I've decided that I really wish God were like a Fairy Godmother. I love Cinderella, Snow White and all of those movies where, towards the end, a Fairy Godmother of some sort comes out, waves a wand and everything is solved.
Some days I even wish that Fairy Godmother wouldn't just fix things, she would wave her wand and make it so everything was different. If I could do it, I'd go way back and just start things over with. I'd go back to high school and find out what happened to my brother to change him so severely after his freshman year. I want to find out why he went from a happy, funny, straight-A student to a moody, mean, pot-head, who was failing classes and seemed to blame his family for all of it. I always just assumed he'd snap out of it. Well, he didn't.
I'd also wave that wand and make it so that he never met his (now ex) wife. Although, I think if the first problem got solved, this wouldn't have happened. I don't think they should have gotten married. No one does. I think, now, even they think they shouldn't have gotten married. Hence, the divorce.
However, I'm glad I met me nephew. He was an amazing kid. I'm glad, too, that we have his brother and sister around. They are adorable. I just think a lot of pain for my brother would have been avoided had things been different. O.k. for my parents and I, too, but mostly for him.
See, people don't realize this part. I'm frustrated with my brother because I love him. I know how smart he is and it's frustrates me that he never did anything with it. I know how good of an artist he is. I see what his life could have been like if he had done the things that he used to want to do. I want better things for him.
People have told me to read the Parable of the Prodigal Son. That I shouldn't get angry. The older brother in the Prodigal Son ended up rejoicing when his brother came home. Well, if Brian would come home, I would dance in the street. But he hasn't and for the most part, he stands at the end of the road, making my parents think he's going to come home soon and then making them watch while he keeps doing the things that break their hearts. It breaks mine, too. For all of them.
That's not really why I'm awake tonight, though. I got off on a tangent. Sorry. Tonight, I miss Kai. I miss getting calls at work from him saying "I'm at Grandma's and I'm bored. Come play with me." Then having to explain for the 100th time that I have to wait to leave until I'm done working and why I have to work. :)
I also miss not knowing what can happen to kids. Jerry and I want to have kids soon and a huge part of me is scared to have them. What if something happens to my kids? I loved Malakai a lot, but I was just his Aunt. I admit that I'm scared to have my own kids that I will love even more. What if they get sick? What if something hurts them? What if I can't handle it? What if I'm not a good Mother? I wish I could go into having children a little more blindly. I wish I hadn't just watched my nephew die and I wasn't scared that it could happen to a child of mine.
For those of you thinking... Wow, you're not even pregnant. You worry way too much. Hi, have we met? I'm Mel and I worry. It's what I do.
So how am I doing? I'm sad and I'm worried and I'm just trying to let God handle it.
Well, I think I'm going to go back to bed and try to sleep. Although, last time I was in our room, Jerry was laughing in his sleep. It's amusing and a little creepy all at the same time. Maybe I'll sleep on the couch.
The anniversary of his death was about a month ago. A week later (or so - can't remember exactly) I had dinner with friends and one of them asked me how I was doing with everything. I, of course, made a funny comment to hide what I wanted to say. I didn't want to ruin dinner. I'm tired of ruining dinners and being the person the brings the room down. I know my friend really wanted to know how I was handling things, though, and I should have told her. I have a feeling they knew, though.
I've been thinking about her question ever since. How am I doing? I don't really know. I'm kind of just numb about everything now, I think. And I've decided that I really wish God were like a Fairy Godmother. I love Cinderella, Snow White and all of those movies where, towards the end, a Fairy Godmother of some sort comes out, waves a wand and everything is solved.
Some days I even wish that Fairy Godmother wouldn't just fix things, she would wave her wand and make it so everything was different. If I could do it, I'd go way back and just start things over with. I'd go back to high school and find out what happened to my brother to change him so severely after his freshman year. I want to find out why he went from a happy, funny, straight-A student to a moody, mean, pot-head, who was failing classes and seemed to blame his family for all of it. I always just assumed he'd snap out of it. Well, he didn't.
I'd also wave that wand and make it so that he never met his (now ex) wife. Although, I think if the first problem got solved, this wouldn't have happened. I don't think they should have gotten married. No one does. I think, now, even they think they shouldn't have gotten married. Hence, the divorce.
However, I'm glad I met me nephew. He was an amazing kid. I'm glad, too, that we have his brother and sister around. They are adorable. I just think a lot of pain for my brother would have been avoided had things been different. O.k. for my parents and I, too, but mostly for him.
See, people don't realize this part. I'm frustrated with my brother because I love him. I know how smart he is and it's frustrates me that he never did anything with it. I know how good of an artist he is. I see what his life could have been like if he had done the things that he used to want to do. I want better things for him.
People have told me to read the Parable of the Prodigal Son. That I shouldn't get angry. The older brother in the Prodigal Son ended up rejoicing when his brother came home. Well, if Brian would come home, I would dance in the street. But he hasn't and for the most part, he stands at the end of the road, making my parents think he's going to come home soon and then making them watch while he keeps doing the things that break their hearts. It breaks mine, too. For all of them.
That's not really why I'm awake tonight, though. I got off on a tangent. Sorry. Tonight, I miss Kai. I miss getting calls at work from him saying "I'm at Grandma's and I'm bored. Come play with me." Then having to explain for the 100th time that I have to wait to leave until I'm done working and why I have to work. :)
I also miss not knowing what can happen to kids. Jerry and I want to have kids soon and a huge part of me is scared to have them. What if something happens to my kids? I loved Malakai a lot, but I was just his Aunt. I admit that I'm scared to have my own kids that I will love even more. What if they get sick? What if something hurts them? What if I can't handle it? What if I'm not a good Mother? I wish I could go into having children a little more blindly. I wish I hadn't just watched my nephew die and I wasn't scared that it could happen to a child of mine.
For those of you thinking... Wow, you're not even pregnant. You worry way too much. Hi, have we met? I'm Mel and I worry. It's what I do.
So how am I doing? I'm sad and I'm worried and I'm just trying to let God handle it.
Well, I think I'm going to go back to bed and try to sleep. Although, last time I was in our room, Jerry was laughing in his sleep. It's amusing and a little creepy all at the same time. Maybe I'll sleep on the couch.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Melissa's Been Busy!
O.k., ok. I'm sorry! Sheesh! Things have been a bit busy since I started working at CarPartsRUs. I work a lot. I get overtime now, so there's incentive to work a lot. :) Especially if we want a new house! Which we desperately need, we've decided.
We have now decided against getting a camper this summer. Why? Did I already say that we needed a new house? Maybe a bigger house that holds all of our unnecessary stuff! I've recently decided that we have too much stuff. I think we could survive longer in the tiny house if we had less stuff, but since we don't want to get rid of stuff... we need a bigger house. I know, the logic is astounding to me, too. ;)
So I might be having my first ever garage sale. I looked in my closet and thought... wow, there are 9 purses up there that I'm not using. I'll probably never use them and they are in very good condition. I'm not throwing those away! So I'm thinking about a garage sale. We'll see. I may just send it all to Peggy, who will send what she doesn't want to Goodwill. That's most likely what will happen. However, if you want a purse and want to see the selection, just ask. I'll let you have one as long as you'll get it out of my closet. ;)
Things that we have done recently.... Jerry had his first trip to the Indy 500. I got tickets for free so we went. It was a lot of fun. We had really good seats under cover across from the pits. We took some awesome pictures. I'll try to post a couple later. (I'm at work right now and they are on the laptop at home.)
On the 4th of July, we visited Marengo Cave in Southern Indiana. BTW, I never really understood how long the state of Indiana is. I usually go East or West and am out of state within 2 hours, so I didn't think it would take too long to get to the cave. Especially since the directions only included 3 roads. Wow! After about 2 and a half hours, Jerry said "Where is this cave?" I said "I really didn't think Indiana was this big.
Turns out that A. Indiana is a long state, especially that section towards Evansville and B. the cave was darn near the border of Kentucky. Oops... Oh well, we had all day anyway. We stopped in Bloomington to get gas on the way down and called my friend from high school, Margie to let her know we'd be coming through. Then we stopped in Orleans, birthplace of New Co-Worker Friend Teresa, and looked at a garage sale.
On the way back, Jerry slept while I drove and we stopped at HSFMargie's party for a bit and had dinner. Her boyfriend is a Master at the grill! Wow! Good! Food! We left at around 8:30 and headed home because we were tired. Then we decided to skip the fireworks (it was storming anyway) and I went to bed early. We have pictures of this trip, too, but again... not at home right now.
That's about all of the excitement we've had. We did see Harry Potter on the IMax. That was kind of cool. Part of the ending is in 3-D if you see it on IMax. It was a good movie.... for ADULTS! I think that maybe the 1st 2 books were for kids, but not the last ones and definitely not this movie. Too scary. I just read the last book too and it's DEFINITELY not a kids book. It's a good book, don't get me wrong, but not for kids. However, please refrain from giving me your reasons why the whole series of Harry Potter books should be burned, especially if you're letting your kids watch Disney movies. There are just as many good witch/bad witch, good magic/black or dark magic concepts in Disney as there are in Harry Potter. I'm just sayin....
In the future... this month is "No Unnecessary Spending" month in the Gustafson household. It's going to suck, too, because a new very cool knitting store is opening around the corner from Kira's. I don't know how I'll handle that, but I'll try. I promised Jerry I would use up some of hte current stash and actually finish projects that I've started. Oh, well. I'll ask Cammie (yes, I already know the owner's first name - scary, isn't it?) if she'll help me finish some of them quickly and I'll start getting ready for September. He, he, he!
Finishing the knitting projects is just a part of the 'we have too much stuff and therefore, either need to have a garage sale or buy a bigger house' problem. Hopefully, if I actually finish some of the projects, I'll have more room on the shelves to put up stuff that is cluttering the guest room. (Did you just laugh, too, at the thought that I WOULDN'T just buy more yarn to fill in the space the projects are now? I crack me up.)
The only exceptions to "No Unnecessary Spending Month" are:
The State Fair. We're going Aug. 9. I've already taken the day off. Now, we aren't going to go buy a bunch of junk (I'm laughing at me again, are you?), but we like to go look and hang out, etc.
BFFKira's birthday. We have started a tradition of doing dinner and a movie. Just us. No family or other friends. We hardly ever just hang out together. We're either at her shop 'working' (I "work", she really does work) or we're with doing something with other people. So that's the plan for her birthday. Oh and I have to remember to find her a card that is NOT from her store. I get all of my cards at her store and I accidentally gave her one from her store for her baby shower. I got teased a lot for that. Oops... So I have to go into another card store and get her a card. :)
So that's about all that's going on! I'll try to update this again before Jerry does. Ha!
We have now decided against getting a camper this summer. Why? Did I already say that we needed a new house? Maybe a bigger house that holds all of our unnecessary stuff! I've recently decided that we have too much stuff. I think we could survive longer in the tiny house if we had less stuff, but since we don't want to get rid of stuff... we need a bigger house. I know, the logic is astounding to me, too. ;)
So I might be having my first ever garage sale. I looked in my closet and thought... wow, there are 9 purses up there that I'm not using. I'll probably never use them and they are in very good condition. I'm not throwing those away! So I'm thinking about a garage sale. We'll see. I may just send it all to Peggy, who will send what she doesn't want to Goodwill. That's most likely what will happen. However, if you want a purse and want to see the selection, just ask. I'll let you have one as long as you'll get it out of my closet. ;)
Things that we have done recently.... Jerry had his first trip to the Indy 500. I got tickets for free so we went. It was a lot of fun. We had really good seats under cover across from the pits. We took some awesome pictures. I'll try to post a couple later. (I'm at work right now and they are on the laptop at home.)
On the 4th of July, we visited Marengo Cave in Southern Indiana. BTW, I never really understood how long the state of Indiana is. I usually go East or West and am out of state within 2 hours, so I didn't think it would take too long to get to the cave. Especially since the directions only included 3 roads. Wow! After about 2 and a half hours, Jerry said "Where is this cave?" I said "I really didn't think Indiana was this big.
Turns out that A. Indiana is a long state, especially that section towards Evansville and B. the cave was darn near the border of Kentucky. Oops... Oh well, we had all day anyway. We stopped in Bloomington to get gas on the way down and called my friend from high school, Margie to let her know we'd be coming through. Then we stopped in Orleans, birthplace of New Co-Worker Friend Teresa, and looked at a garage sale.
On the way back, Jerry slept while I drove and we stopped at HSFMargie's party for a bit and had dinner. Her boyfriend is a Master at the grill! Wow! Good! Food! We left at around 8:30 and headed home because we were tired. Then we decided to skip the fireworks (it was storming anyway) and I went to bed early. We have pictures of this trip, too, but again... not at home right now.
That's about all of the excitement we've had. We did see Harry Potter on the IMax. That was kind of cool. Part of the ending is in 3-D if you see it on IMax. It was a good movie.... for ADULTS! I think that maybe the 1st 2 books were for kids, but not the last ones and definitely not this movie. Too scary. I just read the last book too and it's DEFINITELY not a kids book. It's a good book, don't get me wrong, but not for kids. However, please refrain from giving me your reasons why the whole series of Harry Potter books should be burned, especially if you're letting your kids watch Disney movies. There are just as many good witch/bad witch, good magic/black or dark magic concepts in Disney as there are in Harry Potter. I'm just sayin....
In the future... this month is "No Unnecessary Spending" month in the Gustafson household. It's going to suck, too, because a new very cool knitting store is opening around the corner from Kira's. I don't know how I'll handle that, but I'll try. I promised Jerry I would use up some of hte current stash and actually finish projects that I've started. Oh, well. I'll ask Cammie (yes, I already know the owner's first name - scary, isn't it?) if she'll help me finish some of them quickly and I'll start getting ready for September. He, he, he!
Finishing the knitting projects is just a part of the 'we have too much stuff and therefore, either need to have a garage sale or buy a bigger house' problem. Hopefully, if I actually finish some of the projects, I'll have more room on the shelves to put up stuff that is cluttering the guest room. (Did you just laugh, too, at the thought that I WOULDN'T just buy more yarn to fill in the space the projects are now? I crack me up.)
The only exceptions to "No Unnecessary Spending Month" are:
The State Fair. We're going Aug. 9. I've already taken the day off. Now, we aren't going to go buy a bunch of junk (I'm laughing at me again, are you?), but we like to go look and hang out, etc.
BFFKira's birthday. We have started a tradition of doing dinner and a movie. Just us. No family or other friends. We hardly ever just hang out together. We're either at her shop 'working' (I "work", she really does work) or we're with doing something with other people. So that's the plan for her birthday. Oh and I have to remember to find her a card that is NOT from her store. I get all of my cards at her store and I accidentally gave her one from her store for her baby shower. I got teased a lot for that. Oops... So I have to go into another card store and get her a card. :)
So that's about all that's going on! I'll try to update this again before Jerry does. Ha!
Monday, July 23, 2007
Where is Melissa?!
So this is where Melissa talks bout me huh? Yet she has not posted anything since May 31st, so I thought I would bore a few people with a few thoughts. So things are going well with us despite rumors that might be floating around. Hmmmmmmm.......
Also I have a new vehicle (excited jumping up and down) cause the old Rue (the old green Subaru) was on its last legs and was making wierd noises and was leaking some wierd things on the pavement. Also when it rained it seemed to complain when I wanted to go faster, so that was a problem all its own. But I showed that Rue a thing or two when I traded it in for 500 dollars, car sales men are such suckers you know! I ended up buying a 99 GMC Jimmy, and to my astonishment Melissa even liked it! I know, go figure! It is a six cylindar vehicle which to me is way to much power since every car I have every know has been a four banger. So now I feel a little more cooler then before in the Rue.
Though I have a new truck it also comes with a curse. This curse is the fact that now I want to buy a pop up campter to tow behind my new truck! Will it ever end? Next thing you know I will want to jack it up and put swamper tires on it and get lost in hugh mud puddle! But my will power is stronger than that, so I am not to worried.
Hmmmm......well perhaps that is enough for now, even I am boring my self.......sorry I fell asleep again. Perhaps now Mel will get back on here and get things right! (=
Also I have a new vehicle (excited jumping up and down) cause the old Rue (the old green Subaru) was on its last legs and was making wierd noises and was leaking some wierd things on the pavement. Also when it rained it seemed to complain when I wanted to go faster, so that was a problem all its own. But I showed that Rue a thing or two when I traded it in for 500 dollars, car sales men are such suckers you know! I ended up buying a 99 GMC Jimmy, and to my astonishment Melissa even liked it! I know, go figure! It is a six cylindar vehicle which to me is way to much power since every car I have every know has been a four banger. So now I feel a little more cooler then before in the Rue.
Though I have a new truck it also comes with a curse. This curse is the fact that now I want to buy a pop up campter to tow behind my new truck! Will it ever end? Next thing you know I will want to jack it up and put swamper tires on it and get lost in hugh mud puddle! But my will power is stronger than that, so I am not to worried.
Hmmmm......well perhaps that is enough for now, even I am boring my self.......sorry I fell asleep again. Perhaps now Mel will get back on here and get things right! (=
Thursday, May 31, 2007
White slacks? Really, Dad?
Next month is my Dad's birthday and Father's Day. (Father's Day is June 17th... just a reminder.) My Dad's birthday is about a week later. So I emailed my Dad and asked what he wants. Luckily this year my Dad has a trip on his birthday, so I can combine gifts. I do this alot anyway and he doesn't care. Anyway....
My Dad's request for his birthday was (drum roll please....)
White slacks and short sleeved dress shirts for church.
White slacks? Really, Dad?
So I wrote him back and said... "White slacks? Are we going yachting? I'll call Mom about your sizes." Translation... "I'm going to call Mom and see if you're allowed to where white slacks because I don't think you really are."
So all afternoon I wondered why my DAd would suddenly want white slacks. He was in the Navy, but last time I checked he wasn't the sentimental type. So I started listing in my head the people who wear white slacks.
Rich men with yachts - not my Dad.
Cruise ship Captains - nope.
Naval Officers - not anymore (not sure he was an officer anyway)
Airline pilots - my Dad's an airplane mechanic by profession, has his pilot's license, but technically hates airline & other types of commercial pilots, so I'm thinkin' no.
That's about all I could come up with. I called my Mom on my way home and the first words out of her mouth....
"When your Dad says white slacks, he means Khakis." Ahhh... mystery solved. So I amused her for a few minutes with my mercilous mocking of my Dad wanting white slacks, but it's not as much fun when he can't hear me so I gave up. We're going to go shopping together for him in a week or so.
Jerry and I decided to start calling him Captain Steubing and sing the Love Boat theme to him next time we see him, though. Someone understands me. (I think Kira & Heather will too when they read this.) Maybe I'll buy him one of those ship captain hats if I can find one.
In other news, the job is going.... o.k. Not my dream job, but it pays the bills (and then some). So I can sacrifice my happiness and dreams for good pay, a 401K and dental, right??? Well, until we can save the money for a house anyway.
Well, that's about all that's new. Besides the fact that I bought shorts in a size that was 2 sizes smaller than the ones that I bought for Cancun. Yeah!
Love you all buhbye!
My Dad's request for his birthday was (drum roll please....)
White slacks and short sleeved dress shirts for church.
White slacks? Really, Dad?
So I wrote him back and said... "White slacks? Are we going yachting? I'll call Mom about your sizes." Translation... "I'm going to call Mom and see if you're allowed to where white slacks because I don't think you really are."
So all afternoon I wondered why my DAd would suddenly want white slacks. He was in the Navy, but last time I checked he wasn't the sentimental type. So I started listing in my head the people who wear white slacks.
Rich men with yachts - not my Dad.
Cruise ship Captains - nope.
Naval Officers - not anymore (not sure he was an officer anyway)
Airline pilots - my Dad's an airplane mechanic by profession, has his pilot's license, but technically hates airline & other types of commercial pilots, so I'm thinkin' no.
That's about all I could come up with. I called my Mom on my way home and the first words out of her mouth....
"When your Dad says white slacks, he means Khakis." Ahhh... mystery solved. So I amused her for a few minutes with my mercilous mocking of my Dad wanting white slacks, but it's not as much fun when he can't hear me so I gave up. We're going to go shopping together for him in a week or so.
Jerry and I decided to start calling him Captain Steubing and sing the Love Boat theme to him next time we see him, though. Someone understands me. (I think Kira & Heather will too when they read this.) Maybe I'll buy him one of those ship captain hats if I can find one.
In other news, the job is going.... o.k. Not my dream job, but it pays the bills (and then some). So I can sacrifice my happiness and dreams for good pay, a 401K and dental, right??? Well, until we can save the money for a house anyway.
Well, that's about all that's new. Besides the fact that I bought shorts in a size that was 2 sizes smaller than the ones that I bought for Cancun. Yeah!
Love you all buhbye!
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