SOTD: mom’s know everything…

..and my god works in odd ways.

My mom called me tonight around 8 PM my time.  That’s like 10 PM her time.  I typically expect her to be in bed by then (she’s a teacher and has school early)  and am always surprised when she calls at that time.  Or on a weekday.  We usually talk once a week on weekend days. 

But she called to night.  And, wide eyed and breathless, I looked at marcus.  “She knows!!”  I whispered.

“Did you tell her or your brothers?” 

I shook my head.  I hadn’t told much of anyone yet.  I grabbed my phone and ran out to the balcony where  it would be quiet.  And we chit chatted and it was nice.  But then I swear she asked me how the dogs were.  dogs.  Plural.  I just brought home the puppy today.  And maybe it was my imagination, but I almost stuttered.  Thankfully I kept my cool and said simply that she was fine.  But it think she knows. Somehow.

Growing up she always said mothers know everything.  I believe that now.  The day after i got my tatoo, she called.  Now she calls after i get my dog…..weird.

And fucking Loki (my god)  somehow figured this all out. Apparently, the Akita wasn’t te right dog for kala and I.  So, he breaks my car down for 4 weeks and has this dog picture posted on the break room wall to get me in dog mood.  Then the akita is adopted.  But, just a few days later a friend at work’s wife finds out about two american bulldogs that need a home.   It’a all a little more detailed than that, but i’m exhausted and am going to bed.

SOTD 9-13-09

They did it again.  My stupid Buckeyes.   The got me so excited and so pumped up and then just deflated my hopes and dreams in 2 final minutes.

Every year.  Every year they get somewherre and have a big game and they blow it.  They choke.  And I end up curled in a ball on my couch puting and bleeding scarlett and grey.

In my drunken anger last night, I called for the resignation of  Tressle.  I told Marcus I was tired of praising him and reciting that In Tressle I Trust, only to have ot go to work the next Monday with my tail tucked and head down. I talk a big game for weeks and I spit out info and tell them Tressle has got his players primed and ready..and then we lose.

So, today, I will lay on my couch, watch my Fantasy Football points and the games that go along with them and nurse my pride.  By Thursday I will be ready to get back on the Ohio State horse and cheer them through the next game.  Maybe, maybe, we can do something better than last season.

SOTD 9-9-09

Here we go again….

So, just like before; a quick rundown.

With all the bullshit, I took a camping trip with Jake up to Eagle.  Drove my rented Toyota Corrolla up there.   It was gorgeous out there.  Relaxing.   Kala ran around off leash and got to play in the river with us.  Jake and I rafted and walked abandoned railroad tracks that ran high over the river.  We made smaores and he terrified me at night in the tent asking ‘Did you hear that?…..Did you see that shadow?’   and then hitting the tent, making it shake and me yelp.

But it was back to reality again after that.   I got a call monday about the car.  The warranty was accepted, but I would stil be paying for a rental car for the next week while they rebuilt my transmission.  Figured.  I had been excited for that last paycheck.   The way the weeks feel, it was the third in the month and hadn’t been needed for rent or a cra/insurance payment.  I had been excited about having 1000 dollars to put into savings,stocks or just into things i needed for my apt…like a bed.  But no.  Now it was all gone to a rental car and a transmission and the dentist.  But ok.  At least I could cross DENTIST off one of my lists.

Come Friday, however, Jake and I were off again. It was a 3 day weekend and we wanted to take advantage of it.  So, we took his car and drove out to Grand Junction where he grew up.   An unbelievable cool place.  At least the scenery is breathtaking.  The city is like any other big suburban city; this one just has alot of money living in it.  But awesome canyon walls and mountains.  And the drive is really cool…as long as you don’t get car sick.  Being out of Chicago and not driving, and only driving on rolling hills at the most extreme when I did drive, those winding, twisting, turning, up and down highways kind of get to me.  Dramamine became my weekend friend.

But like the weekend before it was over pretty quick.  We drove down the mountains and got stuck in traffic.  And we had to be at work the next day. 

So it went.  I went to work and it dragged by for 8 hours.  Then, and here comes he fun, i went to pick up Vex from the mechanic.  She had a brand new transmission, but she wouldn’t start at all.   Dead battery.

I spent the next 3 hours dealing with her.  I took her first to Grease Monkey to make sure the fluids had been flushed and got an OK there.  But then I took her to Auto Zone.  They needed to charge the battery for 2 hours, so we went for a walk, Marcus and I.  And when we got back, I was told the battery had a bad cell.  I got angry and steam came out of my head, but I silently endured and bought a new battery.  I lied.  Marcus bought a new battery. 

Then we put it in, Marcus and I, and had then check the alternator.  Looked good….looked good…oh, shit, no.  ‘You got a diode that is studk open’

What’s that mean?  It means if I leave my new battery in the car, it’ll be dead by the next morning.  I need a new alternator.  I wanted to kick the car and cry.  I just walked away for a minute.   Then we took the car home, took the battery out, and i grabbed my shit to go swim a few laps and work out the anger anf frustration.

But of course, as only my life and my god Loki would have it, the strap to my goggles broke.  I threw them to the ground and just jumped in the pool and sunk to the bottom.  And, when i floAted to the surface, I did cry.

The day had sucked. The dog i had wanted to rescue already had an adoption pending. (that was another story i never got around to and another flip of the coin decision…the coin had actually told me not to do it, but i ignored it and surged ahead.  lesson learned though, always listen to the coin, it seems to know).  My car dies, AGAIN, requiring more time and work and money that i don’t have, and when i try to destress, my goggles break and so does my spirit for the moment.

I got ANGRY and vowed up and down again that I am joining the marines with Jake.  I wouldn’t need a car or have to pay rent and bills in the military.  Marcus laughs and endures my rant till i puff myself out.  Then we get out of the hot tub (yeah, my life is sooo evil, i have a pool and hot tub where i live as well as my long desired fire place and an awesome balcony that is great for naked tanning all year long).

But I wa also frustrated enough to make the declaration that I am moving to Maui.  And that is how it all starts…