WAIT!! COME BACK!!

Obviously, my previous post wasn't finished.

I know I had to have put in there somewhere how grateful I was to Jared for posting the information and pictures I sent him via email about my painfully missed absence from Blogland...

NO???

I could have sworn I mentioned it somewhere in there about how he was my only outside form of communication and how he posted my whereabouts on his blog for me....

STILL NO???

Man, what was I thinking?

Well, Jared ....I would like to humbly THANK YOU!

If it weren't for you and your posting for me...I don't think I would have made it. I persevered day by day knowing that there were people in Blogland that would at least know of the reason for my untimely demise...and would build a shrine in my honor. I know that I could count on you to be the leader of that shrine and make sure any statue of me would be cleaned and polished weekly (by you, of course, because we all know how anal you are about having things clean) and that you would make sure there was round-the-clock security to protect said shrine from vandals.

Again......THANK YOU!
(oh, and, Jared... I know you mentioned something in a reply email about saying "Thanks with small sexual favors"....um...could you be more specific please?)

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NOW...

I should be asleep right now because I have to get up and go to work but I can't sleep. I guess it must have something to do with the fact that I am not near my children. I have to come back to Corpus to stay for 3 more weeks to finish this job. I am staying with my friend Jenn in one of her rooms and there is no place for the children to stay with me. Angel has them in the Valley while he is out of work (BTW...the Presidio job fell through and now he is just waiting on another one).

I know there will be consecutive nights without my babies but I am used to being able to walk through the rooms and check on them. I can't now.

hmmm...or....could it be...

That I am STILL battling this stomach virus and I am still pronounce QUEEN! (see previous blog for details)

or....what about......

The fact that I sometimes have absent minded children who like to forget to close the dang hamster or gerbil cages and the rodents like to get out at all hours of the day or night.

It could also be the fact that my mother-in-law left her 2 cats there and one is an inside cat and the other an outside cat. I fear for the poor stupid rodent's lives.

Does anyone remember THIS?? Or even THIS???

Then you know it's highly probable that my fears could become reality. Those were times when we only had one dang rat...now we have 3.

I guess while I'm not there...it'll have to be survival of the fittest amongst them.

I'M ALIVE!! I'M ALIVE!!

OKAY... so that sounded a little bit dramatic.

I know this was no Katrina..but still.

First, I want to thank all of you who came by to wish me safety while I was enduring this Hurricane Dolly or Dotty or whoever (I keep hearing different names on the radio and the weather channel).

It's all such a looooong story so I am going to give you the condensed version.


MONDAY: I only worked this one day this week because I requested off the rest of the week to move and get the kids settled in The Valley. As soon as I got out of work, I went with Angel to get a U-haul (which turned out to be more money than we thought) and (still in my scrubs) we (he and I) proceeded to load EVERYTHING from the apartment into it. We finished and drove off. We arrived at 1 am.

TUESDAY: We unloaded the U-haul and returned it. Unfortunately, my mother-in-law hadn't moved anything out of her house (the house we were moving into to) so we unloaded a house full of furniture INTO a house full of furniture. She claimed "she wasn't sure if we were really moving in or not"... Whatever. I wasn't able to set up the house and put things away so they are in boxes and just placed everywhere.

It was then, when I realized I couldn't do anything in the house, that I looked online on my phone and saw that I was featured on SITS. Talk about elated!! I tried to go through and read all of the comments but then it was getting late and around 4pm we lost all power around the Valley and cell phone communication was lost shortly after. It didn't matter. I was happy. I was able to get to a computer before all of that to write the previous post, though.


WEDNESDAY: Rain. Wind. Scary situations as the Hurricane came through. Here are a few pics: These were during the day.

Check out the palm trees.

This is the vision when trying to drive.

THURSDAY: I was scheduled for an interview with a home-health company right down the street from my house but the people who worked there lived in Harlingen. They were stuck there because the highway was flooded and they couldn't get through and their phone lines and electricity were still down. I went to check out how everyone (thing) got through the Hurricane.

This is a tree in my yard that crashed down into the fence.

This is a tree that was uprooted in my parent's yard right in front of the house.

FRIDAY: Came down with a horrible stomach virus that has me sitting on the throne pretty frequently and well, just consider me Queen for the weekend. If you don't know what I mean by sitting on the throne.... (toilet).

SATURDAY: Finally got a call that most of the stuff had been moved out and I went and started setting up so that we could sleep there.

SUNDAY: I got my computer set up so that I could post and NOW...I have to drive back to Corpus for 3 more weeks to finish work. Then I will be home for good.

Thank you all for my SITS day!! I really needed a pick me up during my moving time and that stupid Hurricane. I see now how people can become comment junkies. I was totally excited to see how many people came and commented.

It was AWESOME!

I will tell you about my new job offer as soon as I finish my interview with them. I am super excited about this job. Best thing about it so far.......COMPANY VEHICLE! Also, it lets me continue working with the elderly but in their own homes...which means they are higher level patients and I just need to make sure they continue to be safe and not laze around doing nothing.

I will try to make time to visit each and everyone of your blogs so that I can get a chance to check you all out and comment back.

Bulletin!!

Hey everyone.

I was so excited to know that I was the featured SITS blogger yesterday. I actually found out by accident (I will explain all that later on....). I don't have much time to post anything right now because at the last minute we (Angel and I) decided to pack the apartment and we moved (To the Valley) on Monday. I don't have Internet or cable.

I know, I know!!!!

SHEILA! WHAT WHERE YOU THINKING? DON'T YOU KNOW THERE'S A HURRICANE COMING?!?!

We just unloaded the U-haul yesterday so nothing is set up. I am on my mother-in-law's computer so I thought I would post a "quickie".

Well, now we are all waiting to see what's going to happen to us and how bad this Hurricane Dolly is going to get. I live about 150 miles from South Padre Island. It's already raining and going to be raining for at least 24 hrs.

I will DEFINITELY write an embarrassingly gushing post about being in the spotlight.

I will make this crappy post up to you guys.

Right now...I need to make sure we have enough supplies.

later...

BOB.

(uh..click on the words in white lettering to go to the link please. I do believe there are some people who haven't picked up on this just yet).

Okay..now....

Has anyone seen those Enzyte commercials? Those commercials about "BOB"

I was trying to figure out how to put those videos from Youtube on here but was unsuccessful. I just wanted to mention what I have noticed about them lately.

For anyone who doesn't know, Enzyte is a male enhancement. They show these commercials of "BOB" and his wife and how life has been so much better since "BOB" called and ordered himself some Enzyte. "BOB's" wife is all smiles now and he is constantly smiling.

Okay, we get it. "BOB" is now 'hung'. "BOB's" wife is super happy. So happy in fact that she's bragging to her girlfriends about how "BOB" is.

This may not be such a good idea.

There are a series of these commercials each letting us know how big "BOB" is and how happy his wife has become. Now in this commercial, "BOB" has become a "player". It's not all about "BOB" and his wife anymore. Is he considering expanding his horizons?
Notice how all of the women now want to sit on "BOB's" lap? These are some horny bitches to be getting in line all quick like that.

Obviously, "BOB" has become the shit.

It's Gone!!

I'm so pissed.

You remember that Blackberry I got for Angel?

It's gone.

He left it in the truck (in broad daylight) to bring his fishing poles into the apt (go figure) and someone must have just opened the door and took it right from the middle console (it was right on top).

At first, I thought it was just misplaced. But, after looking for it and calling it, we realized that someone took it. It was fully charged and when we called it...it went straight to voicemail.

I know it's dumb but I started crying. Crying because I called my phone provider and told them what happened and of course we had insurance but we were going to have to pay $110.00 to replace it. Crying because when I looked online at our bill, I realized that we hadn't even PAID for the damn thing yet. Crying because I can't afford to get another (any) phone to replace it.

Finally, I stopped crying and went to sleep. I couldn't sleep very long because my mind was racing about where it might really be.

It's not anywhere here.

It's gone.

I wish I could be like my children. Oblivious to all of this.

Angel is having an affair

I KNOW he is.

We never get to do things together anymore (unless it's fishing). Any trips to Walmart or the grocery store are usually solitary (unless I have to take the kids).

Well, since my mom has been here, Angel and I got to go to HEB together to get the ingredients for the fish he was going to make last night. We get there and grab a few things then he says he needs to go check something out. Okay. He goes in one direction and I go in another direction to get more ingredients. I decided to follow him and see who he was going to rendezvous with.

When I finally find him, I see him....with her.

After all of these years of love and devotion. This is the thanks I get.





How could he?

Nothing new.

So we already know that my Mother is here.

I was so stoked to go to work and come back with half of my house packed up.

This didn't happen.

I got off of work and called her to let her know that I was on my way. She told me that she hasn't packed anything and for me not to worry because "you know how I am, I will have this all packed up for you in 2 days".

Well, that's what I was hoping for.

I got home and NOTHING was done.
She started telling me her "plan of action". How she was going to just got through rooms and put this here and stuff this there and in no time this would all be done. I felt like we were in a huddle and at any minute we would yell "Break!" and throw our hands in the air.

I know I must seem insensitive wanting my mom to do all of the work, but that's not the case. I just want her to do most of it. (kidding...well, not really).
Anyway...I walked in and started my daily routine (which consisted of me jump starting the kids on their chores). Everyone was just lounging around with blankets in the living room and they were sprawled out all over the floor. I started snapping my fingers and told everyone to get to work.
I've already explained to the kids that if I don't make the mess...I don't clean it up. They got to work washing the dishes, cleaning the dining room and cleaning the living room. In 2 hours it was all done (I know 2 hrs may seem like a long time but we are dealing with a 13, 8, and 7 yr old) and they all sat down while I made dinner. Normally, when my mom visits, she would cook for us all. I decided not to be so dependant on her for all of this.

I explained to her that, before, I was sooo tired and I would just come home and try to throw something together to eat then crash. The house would be a mess for days. Then I would get so overwhelmed with all of the housework and laundry that I had to do that I just wanted to break down and cry.
Now...I don't play that part anymore. The kids do it all. Sometimes, Dom volunteers to cook. I am going to have to start utilizing that skill of his more often when we move.

So, remember in the last post I mentioned that my mom likes to make up things? She told me some new info about her today that I didn't know before (in all of my life with her):

1. She never liked chicken all the while growing up.

2. She can't taste chicken or grapes (but she can taste everything else).

This is allllll news to me. I recall her telling me (all through my life) about the chicken she made and how good it is.... SEVERAL HUNDRED times.

She started telling me some stuff about my brother and his wife that I find a little hard to believe. She knows I'll call her bluff and call him to verify but I'll wait for a more ridiculous story to surface.

In the end, Everything was cleaned in the house and everyone was fed. This is starting to become a pattern. By 6:30 pm everyday..everything is getting done. I really like that. Such a feeling of accomplishment.

I knocked out at 7:30 pm.

I'm so lame.