random thoughts

So lately I have been pondering the idea of having more children. No, not just child but CHILDREN.
I like the ones we have and can't see why any other Meserpods would be any less lovable and fascinating to obseve on a daily basis.

Drawbacks are the long 9 months of vomiting, terrible mood swings that make me question my entire existence, and fitful sleep. Also, I have no idea what it is like to have to show up for work at 430 in the mornig while being pregnant.

Oh, and I have never really enjoyed potty training very much.

Of course they could very well turn out to be teenagers, which I hear commonly occurs after the 13th birthday.

The "pro" list, of course is much longer.

So very long, actually, that it pretty much overrides the bad stuff.

I think we are pretty good at what we do here (raising kids), and I'm sure that Jeff would be just at good with a newborn as he was with Mallory when i left him in charge. (she was 6 months old when I went to work).

Now, the big question is when would I like to do this? Jeff would be fine with anytime...today, tomorrow, a year from now...whenever I feel like it is a good time.
I 'm not really sure. I was going through a pile of clothes from the baby, and it just sort of hit me....
Am I putting this stuff away for another Messerman, or am I bagging it up to give away forever?

I thought I might be done with babies after Mallory. I even gave away the baby car seats and the baby swings. But those darn newborn onesies kept tugging at my mind and my heart and I just have not been able to give them away.

I was talking to a woman at Tae Kwon Do last week and she said "oh, you'll KNOW when you are done....when someone has a new baby and asks you if you want to hold them and you say 'no thanks!'.....THAT is when you really know!"

Well, I put it to the test, and I guess I don't think I am done yet.

Oh, and the fact that I am approaching 35 sort of gets me thinking about it too. If I were to wait 3 years or so, I woud be REALLLY close to 40, and I'm not so sure about being 40 and standing on my feet all day while pregnant.

so, that is about all I have to say about that.

It is what it is.

it is officially partytime!

Hip hip hooray, tomorrow is a certain co-worker's last day!

This kid is by far the WORST person I have ever had the displeasure of having to work with. Never shows up on time, always call in sick, leaves early, and sits on her ass daily.

Yep, she is finally being transferred out to another store like a pedophile priest being transferred to a new church.

Little do those poor suckers know, they are about to have to work with the finest example of laziness on legs EVER.

Should I reveal her name..no, that would be mean. Let's just say her name rhymes with Dashley or Mashley or cashley or tashley.

I don't drink, really, but I may have to go out and buy a bottle of champagne tonight!

Cheers and good riddance to bad rubbish!

Yippee!!!!!!!!!

So now that is over....

In other news, I had a lovely day at work and an even better store meeting.

I got to lead several parts of the meeting and even better news, the main manager announced.....

"Chana will be leaving our store soon. She will be getting promoted after holiday"

So hooray for me, hooray for the universe and all it's strange twisting plots.

hooray for the messergirls and the future messerkids soon to be placed in our home for us to love forever.

hooray for stay-at-home daddies who decide to throw out the microwave and instead opt to cook everything in pans because it tastes better. Who needs FAST food at home...not this dad!

hooray for jane and her elfin charm, abby and her creative mind and big heart, and for Schminzo the baby with her big, puppy-like smile.

Hooray for Corny and his snuggles, Hooray for Devlin and his long, gorgeous dog-hugs.

Hooray for life and all the journeys that have yet to reveal themselves tomorrow.

Hooray, hooray, hooray.

life is magnificent.

here we DON"T go again!

Well, to conclude yesterday's drama, I waited all day and half of the evening forgoing my tae kwon do class to hear form the baby-momma.

Turns out that after listening to her go on and on with her sordid details of her life currently, she told me where the babies are staying. That's right, she never even brought them home form the hospital, but instead decided to leave them with her sister until she could "find a better apartment"

"besides", she said , " it's not like it's costing her anything...the formula is free through WIC, and I buy the diapers!"

Yeah. right. like staying up all night with two 4 pound babies all night does not "cost" anything.

So long story short, her sister is sick of raising her babies (3 weeks old now) and wants the mom to pick them up asap.

I was figuring that right now I would hear the words "do you still want them?"


no such luck.

Nope, she actually had the nerve to ask if my husband would "mind watching them from 6 am until 3 pm everyday" until she gets off of work. Just until march or april, mind you.

Keep in mind that I had gotten this info at 11 a.m and it was now 8:30 pm.

I wondered all day long what was going on, only to find out that she wanted to have us "babysit" the 2 kids who we were supposed to have adopted as our own.

Gee, thanks for the nice consolation prize lady.

For a moment I had the gut urge to say " Hey, here's a better idea...why don't you go fuck yourself, bitch!"

The urged passed the next moment and I put it to rest. I guess Tae Kwon do tenet #5 " I shall build a more peaceful world" got the better of me ( thankfully) before the words could exit my mouth.

Ah, this too, this too.