Homemaker Spy Log

Jew must read siss wiss zee Russian Accent: Ok, so I'm listening to Alice this morning and they are talking about Mother's Day and children who actually call their mother's once a week. So in my mind I'm thinking 'oh, maybe my children will do something nice for me for Mother's day'..........ok, so I'm delusional. I know I know, I'm heaping zee guilt on hard, and I am. Why you no call me? Oh yes, because zee Nate need you to go watch zee baseball game and you enjoy this soooooooooo much. I only heep zee guilt on you since you I miss so much.

This is Romeo, beloved kitty of Warren. Yesterday Warren IM'd me to tell me he was ready to put the old man down. Romeo had been ill with Kidney failure for about two years. He'd stopped eating and drinking the last few days. Well, I called the vet and made the appointment. It was a hugely emotional day for all of us, especially Warren. He'd had Romeo for 16 years. They'd seen a lot together. We went to the vets. They had a nice room for us with it's own outside exit. That was nice because we could leave straight out of that room and not see anyone. I'd never witnessed this before so I was really sort of shocked at how quickly it was done. Warren held him the entire time. I guess I expected they would take him away to do it. We will miss you old man. I kind of wonder why we don't do something like this for humans. It seems much more humane that the suffering we go through to get to the end.

Ok, so sounds like Hayley now has either bronchitis or pnuemonia.............along with her Mono. Dad is taking her to the doctor this afternoon so we should know something by dinner time. So, after the gall bladder/appendix in September, the portal vein thrombosis in October, the shots, the doctor visits, back to the hospital in December, thought we were getting better in January, got the Mono in February, and now maybe Bronchitis in March.........holy smokes. Wonder if she's even going to make it through 8th grade? Wonder.

Outside of the time I spent with Kerry last night, I'm pretty sure my weekend completely tanked. We were suppose to go to watch the Arsenal v Man U match at the pub on Saturday . Now, Mr. American Football didn't believe we should get there early. He still hasn't figured out that there are more supporters for real Footy in the world then his stupid Broncos. Sigh. the pub opened at 8. We got there about 945 am and needless (to those of us who have a clue) it was packed. Standing room only, folks. So there is no place at the bar or to sit. So, Mr. AF says to me: you don't want to stand here for 3 hours which in reality, translates to: He didn't want to stand there for 3 hours. Nice. Thanks a lot. So I turned around and walked out. We get back in the car and he says: do you want to find somewhere else to go? Yeah Mr. Brilliant - home so I don't miss the match. Could he have possibly driven any slower? So we make it home and I see the match, but I'm pi...

So a co-worker who shares her office with me got engaged about a month after I did. She's been with this guy for a few years and he's bi-polar. He treats her not so good. Emotional abuse, if you will. Her biological clock has been ticking pretty hard, she's 35, and all of her friends have gotten married and are having kids. Not a good reason to marry someone, but hey, it's okay for her first marriage. The planning is taking place and although her parents have given her 10k for this event I can see the budget is blown clean out of the water. She's getting married at Redrocks and then we all get to drive all the f**king way BACK to downtown so that we can go to the reception at the Phipps Mansion. I keep telling her she can save money by not inviting us to the wedding. So far, it's not washing. The deposit alone for the reception site is $3800 - you do the math. She is going insane with the planning because she feels that she has to impress everyone on beha...

TheKnot Shared via AddThis

It is with greatest hesitation that I welcome the newest family member to our home. This was all sprung on me yesterday afternoon whilst we were having a nice lunch and planning on going to Target to get a few things. The conversation started off with: Warren supports this, and, mommy I love you. Okay, two sentences that are sure to elicit a 'NO' from mom. Hayley didn't want to tell me what was up because 'I've got it all written down'. Yet another statement that would equal a 'NO' from me. She finally spilled the beans........I want a kitty that I can raise and would be mine - Warren has two cats, you have Missy, etc, etc, etc. Sigh. This led to a trip to Petsmart........where they had no kitties. I'm all about adoption, don't get me wrong, but, I seriously think she should have gotten a little bit older cat. Well, we came home and called a couple other places, no luck. So I, in my infinite wisdom, look up the Denver Dumb Friends League. L...