July 10, 2006
We are now in the new house in Niskayuna. My connection is back and running.
Line of the week:
“These low ceilings in the basement are going to be the death of me!”
“I don’t want to hear it. You picked it. Your fault totally.”
If you need/want/desire the new addy and phone number, give me an email, and I’ll send it your way.
transmission over.
Oh, and Beth and Margot-
STOP HIJACKING MY THREADS!!!!!!
again. that is all.
June 17, 2006
Ok, I haven’t updated in like forever…and I have friends who are telling me that what has happened is grounds for divorce. This is the first time I’ve been cool enough to list all of the items that happened without going into an explitive laden tirade. So, here goes…
First, as most people know, Doug and Ihave been house hunting. HIs parents have agreed to foot the bill for the house so we dont’ have to do the mortgage thing. Ok, cool. I can live with that. Well, last saturday, Doug’s father came out, and they went house hunting WITHOUT ME. Yep, you read that right. I wasn’t invited. Doug left at 8:00 am, and I didn’t even get a puny phone call until 1:25 that afternoon, saying that they had put an offer in on 3 houses. Here’s the kicker…because of Isaac’s Early Intervention, I asked that we stay in Albany county. Where was one of the houses? NISKAYUNA!!! For those not int he know, that’s SCHENECTADY county.
Doug gets home at 3:00. He hands me the paperwork for our new house…guess where? NISKAYUNA. I promply break into tears, and he gets angry at me for not being excited. For crying out loud, I ask for one,yes, one freaking thing, and he can’t even deliver on that. To make matters worse, I HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN THE HOUSE. Then, he tells me that the realtor said “Laura isn’t going to go for this..” and he said to her “Nope, but she’ll get over it.” Ok…how stupid was that? He wonders why I wasn’t talking to him for 2 days…
Ok, what’s the other problem, you ask? THIS HOUSE IS IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE. Doug and his idiot father seem to disagree with me, but come on…when it’s so far off the main road that everything looks the same, it’s nowhere. It’s also a freakin suburban wasteland. I need concrete, cars, and city life…not suburban sprawl.
THEN, I was supposed to look at the house last night. Well, well, well, the roof flunks inspection and the other realtor is being a jerk, so I never got to go in. Great. Now, we’re fighting over a roof, in a house I’ve never seen so I can live in the middle of nowhere in a suburban wasteland. GREAT. JUST FREAKIN GREAT.
So, on top of this all….Isaac fell down the stairs on Wed. Yep, those stairs that my landlords haven’t fixed since the dawn of time…and on top of it, he was so woozy that he walked into a door. Kid has a CONCUSSION!!!! Worst part of all of this? The assistant director was second guessing Audra, and the big boss tried to give me a lecture and almost didn’t let me take him to the ER. I almost quit right on the spot. I cannot take holier than thou people who dont’ realize that my family comes first. Come on, they wereg etting ready to send people home because we were overstaffed. THEY COULD SPARE ME.
What po’d me the most about that situation…when I called to update them, the assistant director was not concerned at all about Isaac. She said “you’re not coming back?” Not one questiona bout Isaac…not one thing…
This just insn’t my week. Can someone stop the world or just simply take the idiots off my section and give them to someone else?
May 26, 2006
I won’t even get into work. I’m beginning to wonder why I even took the job in the first place, but that’s another ballgame. I want a LONG vacation. When my CLT kicks in, I’m takinga ton of time off. I need a damn vacation.
But that’s not the point. the point is that because of some circumstances, I got some very, very upsetting news.
We lost the house on Inman that I was in love with, because Doug’s father sat with his thumb up his colostomy and didn’t listen to us when we said THIS IS GOING TO GO FAST. HELP US. MAKE AN OFFER. Now, we’re down to the house I wasn’t crazy about…the one in Niskyuna, that is in Schenectady county, out in east freakin boondock, where I’ll have to change all of Isaac’s therapists, because they don’t cross county lines.
Why am I not so keen on this house…easy. First, it’s not so far off this HUGELY busy street. The way Isaac is, I’m totally frightened that he’ll dive into traffic. yeah, I can teach him that it’s TRAFFIC, but this kid is as stubborn as I am when it comes to listening to some people. I just DON’T. Nor do I care to. Second, I wasn’t crazy about the fact that they left the one closet unfinished. theyt were turning it into a 2nd bathroom. They left it totally raw…undone. Great. that’s major construction. Lovely.
Last, I hate it. I’m not too thrilled about the school district. I think I may still need to do private school. great. Lovely. Fine.
AND I get no love from the otherh alf. I call him SOBBING about this, and he started screaming at me that he wasn’t going to rent. FINE. Whatever. I don’t care. Just get your father’s thumb out of his colostomy and get him moving. If we don’t hve a lock soon, I’m looking for rentals. I can’t handle this. Plus, he can’t even be nice to me on our anniversary. I don’t need this.
I got pay per view tonight. I got Rent. Bad idea. I spent half of the movie sobbing. I knew I should have gotten something less heavy. I swear….King Kong was looking reallllllllyyyyy good. Do I listen to my gut? Nope. I go and grab Rent. 1/2 way through, sobbing. Good film…not for a “grumpy” night. It’s good for wallowing in pity.
I think I’m going to go watch a rerun of House. It’s the Carmen Electra episode. Always fun.
August 20, 2005
Now, I’ve found almost all of my kitchen. Today, I opened a box, and under a set of x-rays, my favorite Roots hoodie and a t-shirt, was my 2 cookie sheets, my bowls, some cups and some mason jars that once held applesauce. It was absolutely nice to see these things, as I swore they never, ever made it! Now, all I need is the large pot, and I’m happy. I may just head to K-mart and get that awesome non stick stock pot for my kitchen. that’s a cool thing to have!
Maeve called today, and had me laughing yet again. I think, at some point when we get together, it will be a laugh fest. I can’t wait to see what she calls me today in her blog. She had the interesting day…not me. I just got to the apllestore to get my computer fixed, and now my keyboard doesn’t do the “popcorn” thing. The screw is actually good and not stripped! WOOHOO! Doug’s happy because he can use the other computer again, and i can get back on Yahoo. Now all that neds to happen is we need to go and get our DSL installed. I think we’ll do that, at the latest, tomorrow. We’ve been putting it off, and putting it off.
Tomorrow is also Noah’s bday party. Should be fun! It’s been a week of flashbacks. I’ve seen more people who I haven’t seen in YEARS. Fun, fun, fun.
August 18, 2005
In a strange sorta way, I miss California. I miss my work, I miss my friends, I miss the produce. I miss my palm trees. Who woulda thought that 6 years later, I would be saying this, when all I did at some points was complain about it. I guess what triggered t his was going to Sylvan Albany on Monday. I went in, and everything was just backwards and to the side of what I knew from Riverside. Everything was so different, but the books were the same. I can learn to deal with the quirks, but I know it’s not going to be the same. I just want a familiar face. I wanted to hug Jesse through the phone when I heard him yesterday on calling Sylvan Riverside.
I called ARC yesterday, and was just totally bummed. I miss everyone there. Robyn got a teaching job, so I’m givng her hints, and tips to get it all together..but it’s hard not being there to hug her and tell her that everything is going to be awesome and she’s going to do a super job!
I’ll get used to it here. I just needed to whine.
August 14, 2005
11 days of travel…
2 days in Chicago,Rock Springs and Buffalo…
1 car
1 truck…
and 3,000 miles travelled.
it was a blast of a trip. Now, we’re trying to recover. Things are just getting started here. I just found my mail from Saint Rose. First, I got an invitation to a mandatory meeting. It seems like such an oxymoron. We had to RSVP. Gee. if it’s mandatory, why RSVP?
Then, I got my MPN. Thank goodness I can do it on line. I think it will be a lot faster when I do that. It’ll take hours to confirm rather than DAYS.
Tomorrow is the interview with Sylvan Albany. I think I may go on a “road trip” on my way to crossgates to find it, so I don’t get lost. I’m going to crossgates to get my computer fixed and use the fast internet at the apple store. it’s just easier until I get the DSL in. That won’t happen until the 22nd. We’re getting theb ox this week. Should be hilarious.
the boxes are so all over the place. it’[s kind of overwhelming. Every box I pull into, I find Doug’s videotapes, records or other stuff. it’s just frustrating. PLUS, we’re missing some stuff from the movers. We’re missing shelves for our stuff, we’re missing the top of my director’s chair. If we don’t find them by later today, we’re calling the movers. yesh.
to make matters more interesting…Jasmine is MIA. She went out our back apartment door the other day, and we can’t find her. She’s somewhere in the house, we hope, but she’s just GONE. It’s very frightening to us. We took a lot to get her here, and we really need her around. Booger is freaking out. We put out a can of tuna for her, and we’ll see if we can find her that way. I don’t want to lose her. I really don’t.
August 10, 2005
There’s no Spanish on the Radio, but you hear FRENCH.
There are thunderstorms, and people call them “boomers.”
No one is shocked when you ask how often the power goes out during a thunderstorm.
When you have a short wave radio, you can actually get other stations in!
You realize that the person speeding beside you isn’t from Mexico, but from Quebec.
People start talking about snow pants and things before the end of August!
I messed up the dates. I’ll be back in Smallbany tomorrow. My cell phone number is now on NY area code with a different number. I don’t know it off the top of my head, but I’ll start calling people with it soon. I promise!
See you from Smallbany manana!
August 9, 2005
Here I am, sitting in Nora’s family room, using my computer. Yes mom, I can use my computer in other people’s houses. I’ll explain it to you later.
Now, I realize that I’m only 200-ish miles from home and I’m starting to miss things about California.
First, I miss the palm trees. I miss the way that they all kinda look like overgrown toilet brushes before they’re trimmed, and how they look about a quarter past death when the city gets to them.
Second, I miss the drivers. Yes, I complained about them, but they at least know how to change lanes..and know if you get flashed, you may get shot, so you don’t do it.
Third, I miss the cheap, Ethnic food. I miss my Pho at the little shop, where the owner knew my order. I miss being able to get a good bowl of Pho for 4.00 and spring rolls for 2.00. Yummy stuff.
Fourth, I completely miss CBU and resources. I completely miss the jokes, the people, and everything about it. I miss Cora, Pam and everyone that makes that place tick.
BUT, I have to look on the bright side. I’m gaining some things…Nora close, family around and some other stuff..like kurver kreme.
So, I’ll be back in Smallbany on the 12th. Should be fun.
Tomorrow is the fair, fisher price outlet and other stuff. Cool beans!
Isaac is in love with James and Jack…he follows them around like gangbusters and is sleeping with Jack tonight. It’s soo nice to have other kids around him. He misses it too much now that he’s not in day care. So, I love all of the interaction he gets with other kids. It’s so nice to see him playing and happy!
August 3, 2005
So, last night, while I was blogging, I forgot to explain WHAT datelance.com is..and how that plays into everything.
Well, as I was surfing around, I fell onto dooce.com. She lives in Utah, and as she was driving around and saw this billboard that has “Date Lance!” and goes into how to access the website to do so. I thought that she was KIDDING. I thought she had photoshopped it, and all of that. Well, as I was driving through Salt Lake city, there it was..off of the I-15, in all its glory…DATE LANCE! I nearly choked on the sprite I was drinking! Don’t believe me? Here’s the website… www.datelance.com! TOO MUCH!
So, Day 2 in Rock Springs equals a wal-mart run, a hilarious time all day, and getting dogs and cats climbing all over the place. It’s a blast. Even with MaShayla looking over my shoulder! Being here in Rock Springs is like being home away from home. I’m so happy Misty and Ryan agreed to take us in..ok, that was more like a demand “You’re coming through Rock Springs! Come and stay here…stay forever!”
For all of those people looking for pictures..as soon as I dig out my camera cord, I’ll upload them all! Right now, we’re taking a TON of pictures and there are lots of Isaac and Kyler in matching outfits running around the house!
August 2, 2005
So, here I am sitting in Rock Springs, Wyoming at Misty’s house and having a good time. I figured I’d finally log in and detail the trip so far…
Here goes…
The fun and adventure started late Thursday night/early Friday morning, when we shipped the cats. Jasmine and Booger (Holly to everyone flying her..) were supposed to go out of LAX Thursday night at 11:15. When I called to confirm the flights, I made sure to ask what time we needed to be there. I was told:” Be there an HOUR before the cats need to leave.” I said: “So, 10:15?” Customer service rep: ” Yes. 10:15.” We leave the house at 8:45. We get to the Sepulveda exit at 9:50. Plenty of time, right? WRONG!!! There was an ACCIDENT at the off ramp, so it backed up! We didn’t get to terminal 4 of LAX until 10:30. I dive out of the car, one carrier in each hand, screaming as I run through the terminal “I HAVE CATS! STOP RUNNING INTO ME!” Ok. I know I’m late. BUT, I knew there was another flight…and the cargo people were telling me that I may not make the 11:59 flight. Oh,no! I’m NOT putting the cats back in the car! Well, I get the cats registered for the flight, and the cargo lady asks me for the health certificates. I look down…the health certificates are IN THE CAR!!! ARRGGHH! So, cargo lady asks me if I can get them in 6 minutes…or the cats can’t fly. I dive out of the cargo office, run up and down the terminal several times, and find Doug circling the airport. I dive into traffic, risking life and limb,and grab the health certs and bag of food…run back into the cargo office, slam the stuff down and say “can they fly now?” needless to say, both cats were on the flight…
So, then, the movers came on Saturday. We weren’t done packing, so Doug (without me knowing) sent them away and had them come back on Sunday!! So, we pack like the dickens on Saturday, and Sunday comes, and we’re supposed to be gone, and the movers took from 745 am to 5 pm and by that time, we couldn’t leave for Vegas, because it would be too late for us to leave. STRESS CENTRAL!
So, Monday morning comes and we FINALLY get out at about 9:00. We make the drive to Vegas, and eat lunch at Circus Circus, and made a travel to the M&M store. What we didn’t realize is that there was a Coca Cola store there too! WOohoo! Coke Floats, coke in glass bottles, ect! YHAY! We picked up some silverware..and I can hear my dad complaining about it…and then, we headed back to the car through the MGM Grand. We tried to stop to play a slot, but just as we were putting a dollar into the machine, a casino host comes up to us and informs us that if we don’t get Isaac off the casino floor, there may be a 10,000 fine! Erm…what is a 15 month old going to do to a slot machine? Just wondering…but we took him off of the floor and continued to the car.
We finally finished for the night in Cedar City, UT. We stayed at this random motel 6. This motel had such paper thin walls, that I could hear the person on the next room taking out their contacts. Seriously, this guy was snoring so loud, Doug could hear him in the BATHROOM!! I was wondering what we were going to hear next!
Oh, well…it’s about bedtime. Misty just went to bed. Doug’s laying on the sofa bed waiting for me to finish what he calls my “stupid blog” and come to bed.
Oh..and Isaac is a world class traveler! He’s been in the truck for the first few days, and he’s just had an absolute blast! GO ISAAC!
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