Ahhhhh Saturday!

What a lazy and wonderful day it has been. We started off by staying in bed late this morning. The kids got up early, but happily they are at an age now where you can say let me sleep for a while and they will go about their merry business. Oh, there may be a scuffle or two between the two, but a parent quickly learns what sounds are important enough to get out of bed. We then went to breakfast and had a nice time. That was followed by a trip to the Children's Discovery Museum. The kids had a great time. It was lots of fun, but the kids were a little disappointed because they had taken down the camping experience. They loved that one. It had a tent, all kinds of camp gear to play with, picnic table, fake BBQ complete with plastic food and untensils etc. Lydia took quite the liking to the craft area. She was able to use a hot glue gun by herself and she LOVED the power of hot glue!

We then went to Radio Shack because Mark wants to get a beginner electronic kit for the kids to learn to use. We didn't care for their choices there. I figure we have a better shot getting something online for them. We did play with all the remote control toys while we were there though. It was fun.

Came home, had lunch and played in the backyard. Well, the kids played mostly, and I admired my bulbs beginning to appear. I have quite a few appearing now. For about a week there was only one kind showing, but today I noticed about 5 new plants popping up and they were a different variety, so that it nice. I also planted some bare-root tuber thing. It is supposed to get pretty big purple flowers on it. I hope those come up. I planted 6 of those I think. The kids are excited watching the garden progress. They did help me plant them, so they are proud of their handiwork. The roses I pruned a coupled weeks ago are starting to bud now too. I guess a week of hot weather does that. Andy played baseball in the backyard. I asked him if he wanted to be a baseball player. He said yes, of course. I asked if he wanted to be a pitcher, catcher or what. He answered, "none of those things...I just want to smack the ball hard over the fence for a homerun!" That's my boy!

I have to head into work tomorrow. That is a bit of a drag, but I didn't go today. I wasn't able to get all accomplished on Friday that I needed to. I had missed half a day on Thursday with my dad at the doctor and stuff. I normally wouldn't need to go in on the weekend even with missing that day, but my Monday schedule is going to be way off because the HazMat people are going to be there packaging all our disposed chemicals for shipping. So, with them milling around I won't be able to be on top form Monday. I will be glad when all the waste is gone though.

What a fantastic ocean!

Yesterday was a typical Monday. Nothing major to report, but it was Monday. Both kids stayed home yesterday. Andrew is fighting off the same chest crud I am battling currently. Lydia was home with an intestinal ailment. Mark offered to stay home with them, so that made it easy in the morning.

On the way into work yesterday I had a serious hankering for an Old West Cinnamon Roll! There is a place in Pismo Beach that makes the BEST cinnamon rolls. The coffee shop I frequent carries these rolls fresh every day from the source. I drove by the coffee shop and had no intention of waiting through 10+ cars to get my coffee and cinnamon roll so I just kept driving. As I was driving, I figured I could try the actual source of the cinnamon rolls. I drove through sleepy downtown Pismo. In less than a minute I was happily driving and munching on a most delicious cinnamon roll completely satisfied. Well, I should have known something was up because after I got to work I was feeling a little...Shall we say crabby? As it happens the monthly curse came for a visit. The insatiable hankering for something sweet should have tipped me off. I never used to experience PMS, but the past 6 months or so I have noticed a bit of a trend towards it, and I don't like it at all. It just isn't right. First, women have to endure the monthly curse, but no...There's MORE! You get to be a complete crabby bitch to top it all off. It isn't right I tell you. It sucks. I hate feeling like that too, but yet I wander around grumbling about everything and daring anyone to take jab at me just so I can practice my well rehearsed rhetoric on them......Please just rip my uterus out. I don't need it anymore anyway.

I sure have been griping in my posts lately. I will have to amend that. Now, on the way home yesterday and back to work this morning the ocean was absolutely beautiful with some fantastic surf going on! You could see the sets of waves coming in ever so cleanly. A clear definite swell with nothing but calm water in between until the next swell. The surfing was glorious yesterday from what I understand and HUGE! I don't surf, but I would have liked to have watched the surfers yesterday. We have an excellent surfer in our math dept here (Sam). One of our geology instructors (Chris) goes out with him, but Chris doesn't surf the huge stuff like Sam does. Chris was telling me this morning that the surf out at Montana de Oro was absolutely fabulous yesterday albeit absolutely huge. He did not surf, but Sam did. Chris said Sam is probably one of the premier surfers in CA because he not only rips on the waves, but he is an attacker as well. He lusts for the huge ass kicking waves. He says there are lots of rippers in CA, but attacker-rippers aren't that common. Once the surf gets big they are all off the water.

Enough for today (or shall I say a few days ago?)

It's Friday

Today has been rather interesting to say the least. Let's preface this all with the fact I am certain I am coming down with some sort of chest crud. Ick.

Professor Bumble-fuck is back today. What a pain. He is pretty much absolutely clueless. Nice enough guy, but I don't think he has any real business teaching a chem lab. Now lecture, I am sure he is fine albeit bumbly still. His own techniques are atrocious so I don't know how he could possibly instruct students. He also has zero concept of mechanical things. I mean ZERO! I have never seen as inept a man in the mechanical realm as he. He brought me a Bunsen burner today and told me it was a literal piece of junk and he couldn't find another in the class. First off, believing him about the burner not working at all, I went into class and located another burner in less than 30 seconds for him. I come back to look at the burner. I see an o-ring sticking out of the needle valve. He had backed the needle out too far and all the gas was leaking out of there. It is a wonder he didn't blow himself or someone else up. I screw in the needle, light the burner and walla, it works beautifully. Honestly I don't have any idea why he is here.

Second, I just had a bombshell dropped on my by the dept chair. They are adding quite a few classes to our normal fall schedule. Granted she was going to hair out and not tell me at all and just let me get the info in my box, but she reconsidered. Wise choice. That would have sent me straight over the edge. After she told me the changes and additions I looked at her very point blank saying, "you really do want me to quit". She did say, if it comes down to you quitting, we will cancel classes. Though, I am not quitting. At least, not yet. So, now I have to look at the schedule and see if it is really workable as in having enough lockers to go around and so forth. Fun. It wasn't really how I was planning on spending my Friday. I like the Fall semester because, even though there are lots of classes, there aren't that many different classes offered in chemistry. Well, now it looks like fall will be just as hectic as spring as far as prepping for a million different classes. I don't know how it will work out.

Husband and I were talking and he did say I could quit and stay home with the kids if I wanted to, but that we would have to pull equity out of the house over time to cover. Oh hell no. I am NOT doing that. If I stay home, I want to move. Pay for a house outright and have 100K in the bank to boot. He likes the sound of that, but he has gotten really spoiled to glorious California weather we have here. I have never had anything but glorious weather and I do love it, but I could homestead anywhere.

enough for today

Obsessed

I think there is something seriously wrong with me. My friend J hooked me up with a link to a blog http://cherrybombnyc.blogspot.com/. I read that and was interested enough to look at the links from that blog. That led me to http://feenixgirl.blogspot.com/. While I was intrigued with both blogs, feenix callgirl really piqued my interest. I have now read all her blog entries and see a completely different side of the sexworker scene. Honestly, it was never really anything I gave much thought to other than hearing the off-handed hooker jokes.

I have been discussing this with several people and even called my younger brother and asked if had ever considered, or actually been with, an escort/call girl? I knew he would be frank with me about it. He has not, but said he did often wonder what an escort service actually offered. I was just curious about it. I have also been thinking back to a time in my life where I may have considered doing this. The thought never even crossed my mind at that time, but I was a young 21-22, living on my own in San Diego, and I was MEGA POOR! I distinctly recall rummaging through the crevices in the sofa for enough change to put enough gas in my car to get to an interview. That, is poor! It was the perfect scenario for doing that kind of work though. I had my own one bedroom apartment, I was in San Diego (hello sailors). I had a great body, though at the time I didn't think so. I was quite fit and physically active. Women can be so stupid at times. I would not have taken the enlisted men though, it would have to have been officers, the guys who had real money and wanted to be discreet about the entire thing. No drunken sailors for me, thank you very much. I may have done a cute med-school intern in scrubs for free (my own fettish). This job could have been seriously helpful during that time. Now, as for the plausibility, I hadn't actually had sex at that time in my life. So, I guess from an experience standpoint, I had none...and that would have had to have been reflected in the price. At least for a while. After a little bit though, this little girl would have figured things out...I learn quick. I am not sure if I ever would have really done it, but thinking on it now, it really could have helped. It is funny though, I just got a cup of coffee from a cute little girl working the coffee kiosk on campus and I immediately thought...Honey, you could be making a hell of a lot more money peddling more than that mocha.

Okay, that is out of my system now. I did indeed go see "Walk the Line" by myself. I knew quite a bit about Johnny Cash's life, so nothing in there was a complete stunner for me. I thought Joaquin phoenix, and Reece Witherspoon did great jobs. I knew Johnny was hardly an angel in his early career, and this movie confirmed that. What I didn't know was how smitten he was with June Carter so early on. How accurate it is, I don't know, but I did find that part interesting. He always did say he owed his life to her for turning him around. I guess that was true since he only lived 4 months after she passed. I hadn't seen a movie by myself in a very long time. It was kind of strange at first, but then I quickly enjoyed it. I had no one asking me to pass the popcorn or soda, or asking me "what did they say?"

On the way home I decided I would treat my husband to a nice evening. It had been a while since we had a real lovers time in bed. There have been the quick bursts between kids going to bed and before we fell asleep ourselves, but one can only handle so many of those. Now, in all honestly, the feenixcallgirl inspired me to treat my man right. Got home and showered/primped, nightie, candle etc. I gave him a great massage..not a long one and not a serious kneading massage. Purely a sensual massage and proceeded until we both had a fantastic evening. I enjoyed providing as much as receiving. Afterwards, he told me I could go to the movies any time I wanted. LOL. He also said, he didn't want to go to work the next day so he could just lay in bed and bask in the glow. How sweet it that? And...an eye opener as to how long it HAD really been since we had a session like that. Sad, but true. Fitting it in can be tough with a 4 and 5 year old beating on the door if you are out of sight for more than 5 minutes. Hell, even taking a pee in private can be hard let alone having a good romp of sex. Oh, and as a result of last nights romp...I am sore!! Not where you think I would be, but muscle sore. I did really treat him right. Whew! Good thing I got the Nordic Trak to build some muscle back up.

I don't know what it is about today, but students have been at my window all day with either items they have crashed to the floor or with an injury. 7 things broken today and two injury reports to fill out. One pretty good cut, and one burn. It is so strange how it goes like that. But, in post-excellent-sex mode, I was very generous and did not charge anyone for the expensive items that aren't kept in the students lockers. That was mainly because I felt the students using those items were not instructed properly by professor bumble-fuck and I couldn't see them having to cover for something they weren't instructed to use correctly. I only charged for one thing that was cheap and it was completely the student's irresponsibility that it got broken.

Moderately Annoyed This Morning

Actually, today started out pretty excellent. I got a full eight hours of very heavy sleep in. I didn't wake up when the alarm went off and my husband had to shake me for over 30 seconds to rouse me. He said he was getting a little worried. LOL. Well, right when he was waking me I was in the middle of a bizarre dream. I was at work and was on the phone to public safety every few minutes for fights and whatnot in the chemistry lab. Then, out of the blue my friend J stops by in the middle of all the raucous and asks what's going on. I pull her aside to tell her ALL the events of the day and right when I tell her that I see a car on fire in the parking lot. Yet another call to public safety... I was awakened at this point so I don't know whatever happened.

We all get ready for school. I switch vehicles so I can pick up the Nordic Trak today if I want to buy it. Husband is supposed to get Andrew in the truck with gear. I walk Lyd over to sister-in-law's for her ride to school. I hop in truck and drive to school. It was a pleasant ride until we near school. Traffic was nutty and slow...It was irritating me. Then, after we park, I realize I forgot to transfer my staff permit to the truck. I sigh, but not too bad, I can get a temp from the division assistant. Just more time doing dumb things that shouldn't have to be done. My fault. I then tell Andy to grab his lunch. He quickly pipes up, that he can't find it. I search around a bit getting a little more annoyed with each passing second. Conclusion, no lunch for Andy. No chicken salad sandwich with "extra crunchy green celery", no strawberry yogurt, no peanut butter filled pretzels, no ORANGE BELL PEPPER! He was so excited about that. Well, right at this time my other half calls and asks if it would be okay if I take someone else to the movies tonight? I was like, what?? I know he wasn't that interested in seeing the Johnny Cash movie, but damn. He says he thought we were going on Thursday, and not Wednesday and he had already offered to help someone with their car. I said fine, stay the night. LOL. No, seriously I was a bit short with him and said, "yeah, do whatever you want, I have to go". I called back and talked more with him after I got Andrew in school and my parking pass, and all my crap into my office. So, I am going to go solo tonight to the movie. I hope he makes a lot of extra money helping Dan out because after the movie I think I will go shopping...$$$$

Now I have to run to the cafeteria and get Andrew some lunch before lunch time rolls around, look at the Nordic Trak, get my labs ready for students. OH yeah, I almost forgot, students are annoying the hell out of me today too. I haven't talked to any, but I am well aware of their LAZY asses. I had to change a lab over this morning and the lab from yesterday was a mess. I swear, I can't even believe these are supposed to be adults at school. They are more high maintenance and sloppy than my 4 and 5 year olds! Why don't they just cut the pretentiousness and tell their parents they aren't ready for school and just go hang out on the beach or whatever it is they really want to be doing. GRRrrrr.

So, all my grumbling aside now. I just got back from looking at the Nordic Trak! It isn't in perfect condition and she realized it too and mentioned it and said, "best offer". She was asking $100, I offered $75 and so I am now the owner of a Nordic Trak. I am excited about this. I need to do this and it will be easy to just get on and get myself going without having to schedule baby sitters or whatnot to get to the gym. I would work out here at school, but honestly I can't make the time here. I have tried. It just doesn't work out. It comes with all the books and stuff so I can actually use it properly. So, hopefully I will fell my 50 lbs melt off while sweating away on the Trak!