Not so hungry hungry.. still hippo ;-)

Well its the end of day three. I must say I'm a little better every day.. yesterday i was ready to chew cardboard at 9 today i made it till 11:30.. lol.. i consider that an improvement as i have yet to find out the nutritional value of cardboard. Yesterday i only got 6 glasses of water down.. today I'm at 8!! And both days i have kept my rule of not eating after 9 in play.. although i have both nights not eaten after 8:30. Monday though.. well.. ehh.. it was okay.. did good on the not eating as much and eating better... but realized at like 10:45 i had just eaten 5 chocolate chips and a piece of bread.. yea i don't know don't ask me.. lol

Its been good though.. this is the time. I can feel it. When i get that hungry feed me now feeling i stop and think.. am i REALLY hungry? or just not REALLY full? usually its option two. So its sucked sometimes but the feelings are fading. Tonight at 8:15 i though i was truly hungry. So i had half a sandwich on whole wheat bread two pieces of turkey and mustard... and 1/2 slice of swiss but hey i counted the points. I bought the swiss before i made the resolution and at least i only used 1/2 slice not a whole one!!

My major goals in starting this (the small ones not the big ones) were to start off by not eating after 9 pm (as this was when i consumed so much) and to drink 8 glasses of water a day (i HATE water.. borrrrinnnnnnnnng) and so far I have. Yes I know its only day three.. but I've been damn good.

Much to my horror of advertising my weight for all to see.. every week I'm going to post this .. I'm weighting in on Mondays... so this is late but i have it at my weight this past Monday...



So there we go. Where I'm starting.. where i want to be.. and my BMI.. which really to most people means nothing... However.. a bmi of that number is considered obese... OBESE!!! I know i'm large but never used that word for me.. but hey .. sometimes the truth hurts.. but sometimes a kick in the gut that hurts like hell is what you need to get you going.

My next big goal is exercise. I've gotten my gazelle out from its storage place since moving. And I'm aiming for 30 minutes per night on it after the kids are in bed. i would really like to do one hour... but i figure focusing on 40 EVERY night is a good starting goal... and no one says i have to stop there!!! And i want to take the kids on a walk three nights per week at least... and once per week to the park that has a trail around it (which is genius since i can see the whole park the whole time and could be there in 1/2 a second) and walk while they play.

Real Good... Real healthy

So in reference to yesterdays post I have been "recipe-ing" all day today. Now I can tell you in the years past I have gotten SOOO fed up with cookbooks that claim to be low fat, or low calorie.. you know what 600 is not a low calorie entre!!! thats just the entre not the whole meal!!! Sure it may be less than the original recipe.. but still.. that should not in my opinion be in a cookbook claiming by the title to be good for you.

I have found that Diabetic cookbooks are really the best way to go as they are truly low cal, low fat, low sugar. All the lows I look for in recipes. I usually load up on books, but (i know mom,... gasp) I have also started renting instead of buying books! So I have created a new blog:
www.realgoodrealhealthy.blogspot.com
In which i am going to put my recipes and new ones i find to try that i consider to fit in the "good for you" category.

So go look, read, cook , comment, suggestions or what worked or what didn't in the comments. Or don't.. i did it for me.. but i hope you will enjoy it too!! ;-)

Hungry Hungry Hippo

So today.. today I'm starting a diet. Kind of Weight watchers kinda not. I don't have the money to actually go to meetings. But that's okay... I can do it (and Mrs. Jo may do it with me). I'm also not going to eat after nine pm. After that time i feel the loneliest and eat then eat again.. oh yea.. and sometimes eat again. But you know.. you always here about "The divorce diet".. PS.. you should see Gigi.. she looks AMAZING... anyway.... my divorce diet lasted about a month.. i couldn't eat hardly at all and what i did i threw up anyway... then the reallllllll divorce "diet" came out. The one where the more lonely or depressed i got, yea you know it, the more i ate. Hence me now being at my largest weight ever. Its making things worse. How can anyone love me until i can totally completely and truly love myself? I know i cant get back to the one time in my life that i actually FELT skinny and attractive... it was during my parents divorce and i weighed all of 107 lbs.. felt amazing.. could wear anything.. and looking back looked sick and anorexic. But i want to loose 60 lbs at least. 60 is my starting goal. So today.. today is the day. No more.. tomorrow, next week, first of the month.. its today people. so now.. I'm a hungry hungry hippo!! and yes I'm allowed to call myself that since I'm dieting. So I'm starving.. but at the same time when i think about it I'm not really hungry I'm just not stuffed at every second of the day. To top that off I've had a on again off again (although mostly on again) migraine for three days. So hungry hungry hippo + migraine = not a totally happy person but you know... it will only take a few days and i will be better. I'll get through it.. and I'm determined too. I will be a much happier person for it.

What else today.. Fred is just killing me.. hes so grown up all the sudden. He came in from the balcony and said.. "Freida wants me for something don't worry mommy.. I'll tell her its night night time" I said okay and waited.. he came back in and said "Oh mommy i need your help" So as i think this is very cute go in there and am talking to Her and Fred says "I know Mommy... here..." And precedes to sing Rock A Bye Baby to her.. in full.. it was THEE most adorable thing EVER............. EVER!!

And as a last parting note.. I'm going tomorrow to sign the loan papers for the retainer for my lawyer. But you know its a good thing too since it will get me credit since i have none since everything was in Dicks name... So look for later posts on how that's going.

Fruits of four days of labor..

Hello all.. i know its been a while. but as it said in my last post i've been making a cake for a baby shower that was today. So basically since last wed night my life has been cake, work, cake, cake... So the shower was today and after a very scary car ride we arived. I'm sure i get it from my mother but i had a hard time at first when everyone was saying.. "who made the cake?" "oh my its georgeous!!"... But you know.. as gigi pointed me out.. i got more used to it. Then we ate it.. and then it started the.. "do you do this for a side job or just a hoby?" "Sometimes they look good but dont taste good.. this is great!" "The cake was amazing!" And no i'm not floating my own boat.. ask gigi.. i had a hard time with the compliments right till the end... but now sitting here looking back... Damn it felt good.

Now there were some snafoos.... hopefully from looking at it you can tell that it is two presents on top of each other. It was supposed to have a huge fondant bow on top.. however... I put it together sat night... and after a couple hours it was drooping and breaking.. turns out it wasnt dry enough.. so i had to change that.... which in turn mucked up the top of the pink layer.. so i fixed it as best as i could... and you know what.. no one noticed all the little flaws.. just me.. and (except for now) I didnt tell anyone about them. So mistakes or not, what i had exactly invisioned or not... there it is.. the fruits of four days of labor and staying up till two am on sat night to fix it... And i love it. and i love that when i bake.. which is a pasion of mine... people love what i make.. and are amazed at how good it tastes...

So Fred had his first day of school this Thursday. It wasn't soo hard since he went to preschool last year. it was more hard due to the not-like-last-year things in my life now. I wont get to see him right after school sometimes for a couple of days for one. I brought him this morning (as i will every day... thank god I'm able) and of course had my camera in tow.. so i went to take a picture walking down the stairs from my apartment and he sees me and turns and poses!! and then proceeds to do this multiple times.. it was soo freaking funny. But he looks so grown up. He insisted on wearing his spiderman visor... even though "I know mommy, I'll leave it in the car" lol. But then i wasn't getting him back till Sunday night so i called Dicks dad to talk to Fred (which is the first time he has said a single word since everything with dick and I) and talked to him and then hung up and burst into tears. Go figure.. okay when i dropped him off but then loose it after hes done with the first day! But then he came home.. with his backpack... and a picture inside he made the first day of school that was "For my Mommy" ... written on it and all.

My Fred.. Year two.. day one... one mommy.. one backpack... whole lot of love and studliness in one hallway.

Oh the things we say to our children....

So we all have those things we say to our kids.. the things that we say again and again and again... and don't realize we say.. till they say it back to us!

I am making a cake for a baby shower for Gigi's sister this weekend. I was looking to see what size cake pans i needed.. and knew that i had one bigger.. but could not find it. So I'm going about in the cabinets looking... I open a cabinet and some of the Tupperware and a pitcher fall out. Which falls into the cat food bowl and spills it. I'm thinking whew at least it missed the water bowl! As this was all happening Fred was sitting at the end of the kitchen doing something and saw it all.... And this was the conversation that followed:

Fred: Oh mommy (sigh)..
Me: It's okay
Fred: Mommy we really need to try to be more careful and pay attention.

I looked at him while trying to not bust out laughing and said.. Okay Fred. I'll try.
But you know I figured.. he didn't say it mean at all.. just a little like.. oh my.. what will we do now... sigh... lol... it was really cute.

Letter to the one that i hope to find....

Dear Mr. Soul mate,

There are some things you should know about me. sometimes my life just sucks, i want a great guy and a great relationship that lasts, but at the same time I need to take it slow.... I like to look good and classy.. but also to dress sexy for my man. I am a very sexual person... but not liberal with myself either. I want to be wanted, i want someone who knows what they want, i want to be sure a guy is okay with having kids or that we may not have kids. I want someone who can respect me, treat me as an equal and still take care of me... someone who will know that sometimes i just need to vent.. that its not always going to be happy go lucky since my ex will always be in my life because of my kids.. and that may be ugly causee hes not a great person . You should know as well what i think love is.... its a spring moring rain and fresh blomed lilacs.... its a walk in the park in autumn with the leaves turning colors... its a man who makes you feel so secure that you can be yourself... its a feeling that lasts deeper than an initial feeling in a relaationship that will fade... its what you can have after forming a fantastic friendship with someone ... Its someone who makes you laugh.. or makes you happy.. in general Love= not so simple a definition. This isnt all of me.. and it'll take forever to really truly know all about me. But now you know some. Run if you will... but this is me.

Best cook book

I will admit it.. I'm a sucker for cookbooks. I love to cook, I love new recipe's.. and i LOVE cookbooks. Expecially the ones organizations sell with a compilations of recipes from people. I got one years ago... I guess four years ago... called Potluck for Patrick. It was a benefit for A little boy named Patrick who was 5 at the time and diagnosed with cancer. it was $20.. well worth it... and i must say. my VERY favorite cook book i have. It has those hard to find recipes that were always made at your family gatherings.. and a couple variations of different ones so you can usually find the one that is what you are looking for. Along the way through the book there are some cute little poems and quotes, not to mention cute recipes that are published just as submitted... like follows...

Recipe for Tomato soup by Patricks cousin...
1 can Campbell's tomato soup
1 can water

Mix soup and can of water in the microwave covered in bowl on high about 3 minutes. then stir and serve. Note:This is my favorite food, but not Patricks.

or

Elephant Stew
1 elephant
Salt and pepper
3 rabbits (jack rabbits preferred)

Cut elephant into bite-size pieces. This should take about 2 months. Add enough brown gravy to cover.. about a swimming pool size. Cook over outdoor fire for about 3-4 months. This will serve 3000 people. If more people than you invited show up, add the 3 rabbits, but only do this if necessary because most people don't like hare in their stew!!

These were seriously in there!! lol... But here are a couple poems that i like

Angel

I thought i saw an angel's face as i looked at the sun;

I thought I heared an angel laugh when i was having fun.

And when I tucked my children in

And closed my eyes real tight,

i though I felt an angel's touch as I turned off the light.

I thought I heared an angel sigh as i ended my long day;

I thought I heared an angel sing as I knelt down to pray.

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When you feel dog tired at night, it may be because you growled all day

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Tomorrow is not promised to us, so make the very most of today.

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Two to Wash

There are two to wash, two to dry,

Two who argue and two who cry;

One's in the mud, having a ball,

The other holds a crayon, marking the wall.

Some days seem endless, my patience grows thin;

Why was I chosen to be the mother of two?

The answer comes clear at the end of the day

As I tuck them in bed and to myself say:

"There's two to kiss and two to hug,

And best of all, there's two to love!"

I'll admit in this one in the "why was i chosen to be the mother of two" line it used to say twins instead of two. But as i read it i felt it went with how I feel allot!! So i changed it!!

FUCK YOU MISTER DICK!!

Okay.. so monday i went to the lawyers apointment on my lunch hour... mistake number one. When i get upset i get very red.. very blotchy.. and very swollen. And we are talking a sappy commercial can me get this way. But you know.. it had to be done and that was the only time i could do it.

The lawyer said that those papers was just a notice it was filed.. they were not the settlement or the joint parenting agreement. It was MOSTLY run of the mill. Mostly. But not all. That the cruel and unusual punishment and abuse thing only has to be in there if it is less than six months that you have been seperated.. and our date is March 17th... it will sooo be over six months when this is final. He said that he saw no problem whatsoever where i would not get $100 every two weeks twords child care.. hands down. That the judge would not make him pay all my fees but most likely would make him contribute to them. That he was not sure if he was trying to screw me perse but was obvious that he was using it to his advantage that i had no representation.

Now the kicker... I have 30 days from the day i was served to contest it. If i dont he can get a divorce on whatever terms he says. There is absolutly no reason that i should not be able to see the joint parenting agreement and the divorce setelment before deciding this. However.. Dick says that his lawer.. McDicky says.... that they will not be ready till NEXT thursday. Which means.. i will have less than 10 days to go over these papers, decide if i need to be represented, come up with 1500 dollars for a retainer. Basically they are trying to run me out of time... so yea .. i'm sure everything is just hunky dorey in them right!??!?!

So today Dick calls me and wants to know if he can drop of the child support tomarow instead of tonight. Keep in mind he usually gets the kids on Thursday night and drops it off with them on Fri night. But he said that he had to work and I sayed... then are you getting them on Friday (tonight) He said (this was yesterday) that his work schedule for the weekend was all screwed up.. ie in my mind.. that he had to work. So today i ask what time tomarow it would be.. he says sometime in the morning. So I'm like.. um dont you have to work tomarow? No. Then are you getting the kids tonight? I told you I wasnt. Um yea cause you implied you had to work!! WHY WHAT IN THE HELL IS SO IMPORTANT FOR YOU TO DO TONIGHT THAT YOU WANT ME TO TAKE THEM.. ITS NOT MY WEEKEND!! So is say.. i am talking about a night not the weekend.. and i am doing nothing.. You know call me crazy.. thought you would want to see them. So then he says.. well i'm not its not my weekend. I'll get them on monday. I said.. No you wont! That isnt your day to see them and i have plans. (I'm sick of him thinking he can change the visitation schedule whenever he sees fit!!! ) So hes like well whatever.. i'm not getting them tonight. I said.. oh thats okay I understand daddy is too busy getting drunk and looking to get laid to see you guys. And click I hung up on him.

Seriously.. he saw them for a couple hours on Monday afternoon.. and I mean two.. and now he wont see them again till the NEXT WEEKS thursday... because its not worth seeing them to not be able to go out!!! Oh yea.. thats if he does.. he already told me that he might not be able to due to his work. Yea my ass due to his work.

the drop off

tonight Dick came to drop off the kids in his usual manner. while i turned to walk back in with the children he asked if i was going to sign the papers. To which i replied (calmly and nicely) did you talk to your lawyer about the things i said last week? he said what things there was one. I said no... and proceeded to tell him the three. I walked in walkway with kids and he called me names in front of the kids, then slammed the door... As Fred was turning back out it to give him a hug. Fred jumped back and looked at me with shock. I was pissed that he would have such disregard for his son... so i stormed out the door (okay looking back this probably wasn't the right move) .... i barely had it open when he came .. BOUNDING over at me... i honestly do not remember if he actually pushed me back or if i jumped back to avoid being pushed.. but either way i was slammed up to the door... and he had his finger to my nose screaming two inches from my face about how i was such a bitch and i was going to pay half the fees or get my own lawyer and pay for it myself cause he wasn't going to deal with this shit......

In the mean time i turned my head to the side to turn away from him and see my kids standing watching this... with a look of horror and fright. I try to inch to the side to go to them and he inches as well... finally i get past and he is screaming that I am a piece of shit that he wishes he never met as I'm trying to talk happy to the kids over him even as my insides are being torn out. Not only at the fact of what he is saying but to the fact that he did this in front of the kids.. i get around the turn in the downstairs hallway and all the sudden both kids burst into hysterical tears. I stop right there go down to their level and hug them talking soothing and asking what is wrong. Big shocker.. they say that daddy scared them and they didn't like how he was screaming and wanted a hug from him... So i go upstairs with them call him and say "You scared you kids if you ever do that again so help you god... they want to talk to you... and passed the phone to each of them. It required twenty minutes of mommy cuddling and talking and two more calls to daddy to calm them down.

Add to that that he says when they first got out of the car that he is working Mon-Fri this week so instead of getting them overnight on Thurs that he will call me or gigi (who watches them while I'm at work) and pick them up two days this week for a couple hours. I said.. no you will get them Friday night then if you cant on Thursday night. He screams that's not how it works.. its not my weekend to have them!!! (cause you know.. god forbid it should take one night out of his partying to see his children) So i turned and looked at him and said... then don't see them if its not... your choice.

Who is this person....... I have appointment tomorrow on my lunch hour with the lawyer in my building. I am not going for anything.. i don't want anything... i just want these papers to be equal... completely fair..... but if I'm getting my own lawyer you bet your ass i am doing one thing and one thing only. I will be making him have to pay for the fees.

I'm not saying the problems in our marriage were not all his fault. We both had our faults...BUT the reason it ended the way it did WAS because of what HE did. And i will not take fault for him putting his hands on multiple other people, not coming home, or passing out while watching Fred and Freida.

Oh my Ms. Jo.. weve reached that age....

So.. Sigh.. Mrs. Jo's post made me be able to write this.

So Gigi watches my kids... And i got there tonight and the kids come out to tell me hi ( I was having her five star spagetti so was staying for a while) and lean down to hug Freida she was wet.. now she has had like two accidents in the past year and a half...... so i'm asking her why she went pee pee in her pants and shes saying i didnt!! I'm like Freida your undies are wet.. she looks at me dead serious and says. mommy.. you forgot to put pants on me today.. now in my head its going click click click... I say then.. "Freida did you just get on the potty and go pee pee cause you thought you had no pants on??" to which she replies yes.... So aparently she forgot she had undies and undie cover on and got on the potty and peed THROUGH her undies.. sigh

So THEN.. as i go to ask Fred if he was a good boy Gigi shesays.. wait.. i need to talk to you befor ewe have the conversation tonight... SO.. she tells me shes bene seeing things from Fred lately and wanted to be sure before she told me fore sure... So today she walks into the room where the kids are and Fred kisses Freidas arms.. then her legs.. then is going.. yea thats right.. so gigi walks in and she freaks obviously.. cause i guess this is what she had been wondering if she was seing for sure. I dont know if he walked in on Dick doing this with his girlfriend since they told me they were over there and daddy and Liz went into the other room. And who knows maybee they walked in on it... so Gigi went through the boys parts and girls parts thing.. then i went through the Your pee pee is your privates and no one gets to touch them but you.. so you dont touch anyone elses either...

OMG .. i know.. and then i have noticed latly he willbe touching himself.. you know my four year old.. so i say Fred.. we do not touch our pee pees around outher people

seriously.. i cant handle having to do seperate baths and dressings already.. and does this mean that i cant walk out of a room while putting my bra and shirt on?? sigh

two post day

Okay.. this TOTALLY requires a two post day

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cpEsNrYEssw

You will love me for it trust me

Catching up

Okay.. I've got a few questions.. and people were quite miffed that i did not tell them.. so lover boy and i are no more.. for a few weeks now. He kinda fell of the face of the earth.. but i think him and his x are trying to work things out.. which is great for him and the kids.. and suckola for me.. i miss him terribly and ... i know its bad of me... but hope they don't work out and i hear from him again sometime.

Other news ... I put in my notice at work today. I got offered a job a couple of nights ago by someone I used to work with. It is back in banking, has more pay per the hour .. only a little but its something, incentives and bonuses, INSURANCE (that's the seller). I knew i would have to get a new job within a years time due to my insurance ending when the divorce is final... and was so not looking yet. figured in about six months i would put in a couple months notice. Needless to say.. i don't want to leave my current job. It is a great job which i just love... I'm so fascinated by all things surgery... but i have to be realistic.

Its just me against the world.. and I've got my babies to take care of in the mix. I would be silly to pass up the job since what are the chances of such a great job coming my way in six months-ish?? VERY slim to none. I have no degree, experience in banking, throwing newspapers, and medical. However without a degree in some medicine related field that's pretty much out. and since throwing newspapers is non lucrative.. i knew that i would be going back to banking. Which is fine... i liked it then and i like it now.

But to say the least I'm scared shitless.. i know I'll be good at it blah blah blah.. but lets face it.. switching jobs is scary as hell when there is no second income to go back on. Add to that the beast.. not in the best condition to do driving daily... and the fact that i have NOT A SINGLE piece of clothing that would apply for that job.... scared shitless. I mean... i'll get over the scared, hope the car will hold out. But the clothes.. gonna be much worse if i show up all voluptuous woman in my bra and undies to a bank to work.. hahaha.. i know great visual. I don't even have shoes!! okay starting to freak out again... need to change subject....

So here's me... divorcing, switching jobs, loverboy-less

oh yes.. that change of subject calmed me down alright... i need to break open the wine my mama brought me from Galena......

P.S. while spell checking this i realized that shitless is not in the dictionary.. odd

Youve been served...

so today i droped the kiddlets off at Gigis house and walked around my building to the front... got out to my car and low and behold next to MY car is a county cop car... so i sigh... open the compex door.. walk through to the door that leads to my stairwell... and look up at the officer looking down and say.. "Hi you are looking for me.. " and waved. kinda funny looking back... and there you have it.. before 8 AM and i am officially being served my divorce papers.

So i drive to work (eating my dry cereal from a ziplock bag) go in.. sit down and read them. Now at first i'm surprised cause its just the dissolution of a marriage papers and no joint parenting agreement.. which i know has to be there too.... and it wasnt. Anyway so i read them...

a) blah blah blah... irreconcilable differences.. blah blah blah
b)That without fault or provocation on the part of the petitioner, the respondent, Pokey, has been guilty of acts of extreme and repeated mental cruelty towards the petitioner, Dick.

Okay so most of that was not word for word.. but b) was.. except for insertation of pokey and dick.. but you get the point.. now wait.. I was mentaly curel with extreme ways to HIM?? Let me remind you that he was cheating on me, did not come home, and passed out in a chair when supposed to be attending our children... but I was extreme mentaly cruel to HIM??!?!?!?

WHAT THE FUCK!!!

So needless to say i left him a message that i would not agree to this and he needed to get it changed. to which he responded to me with a call in the middle of my work day swearing and screaming about me about why couldnt i just sign the papers and that.. "come on what did i think all those years and YEARS of fighting were?" and followed by... "You were the one who left ME witht the kids in that state!!" Once i stoped seeing blinding red i said.. and i quote...
"YOU ARE A PIECE OF SHIT"
Not yelling.. was actually quite calm about it then hung up the phone.... i mean.. i'm sorry but did he jsut SERIOUSLY blame ME for him passing out with them?!?!?!?!?!? Does he seriously think that if i had ANY indication that he was riproaring-passouting-drunk... that i would leave MY children with him!! HELL NO! hence the reason i came back and got them in my car when i saw how he was.

Well there was more drama in the papers... but mentaly thats all i can take for tonight. I must sleep tonight.. after all i'm impressed i'm still functioning since i am going on two 1/4 hours sleep right now....

And the moral of the story is......

OMG.. my last post was the 31st!!! I'm so sorry everyone.. as my blog stalker (who better comment on this) told me i need to blog again!! I've actually been feeling very down and funky these past few so didnt figure anyone wanted to hear about it. Dont ask me why though.. since my philosophy is if you dont wana read it click on a different link!! hahaha.. instead of close the book.. hahahaha.. cough cough.. i'm better now. But seriously this is such an outlet for me so dont know why i havent just typed it out of my system who knows maybee it would have made it better.

So we are having storms here today... pour, then sun, then drizzle, then pour... repeat process in various order. And then half way into the afternoon my DSL stops working!! grr. So waited till kids went to bed.... correction .... till i put the kids in their room and locked the door..... and called att. guh i havent even had dsl for two months (or something) and this is the second time this has happened! So they get me connected with this retarted lady who is obviously from India , and aparently has been told all callers are totally computer illiterate so make them pissed off!!! anyway so it is done and she wants to give me to her supervisor to do a survey..... and i hang up on her.... okay so i shouldnt have done that... but in my defense with what i've had to deal with the last few days she was the LAST thing i needed.

But before that she gave me the phone number to Lynksis who my router is through to get wireless again. And for some stupid reason i called it instead of mudling my way through it like last time to go wireless on my own. Get anoyed right off the bat when the man who picks up is Indian... not like i'm gonna scalp you like he was from India.... anyway... so i'm waiting for my computer to reboot while on the phone just thinking to myself hey this guy is not making me feel like i'm a complete computer moron.. thats nice.. made it go alot faster!! When he says "so where are you calling from" and i say "Illinois... where are you at?" I mean really you never know if the guy is actually in India or if hes in a little office in New York.. which by the way i had bets on.. how many guys in India really say "Sweet!" ... lol.. yea he really did... So he says I'm in India. REALLY>!?!? WOW.. i say.. being soooo literate.... then i laugh and say what time is it there? and Mr Indian dude says "about 7:30 AM" I laugh and say its "9:30 PM here!" and we had a laugh over that... it was really actually kinda funny.

So at the end of his call he asks if i can talk to his supervisor for a survey.. to which i say "Absolutely!" .. yea i know.. you are sooo proud right now mom. So I'm waiting and his supervisor comes on and says "Hi.. I'm the supervisor is this Jessica?" was funny i didn't get his name.. just ... supervisor.. lol..... So he goes through the normal questions and then at the end comes the question is there anything else you would like to say? and I say "Yes.... you should give him a 20% raise!!" To which the supervisor starts laughing.. okay we both did... and he said "that's original!!" and we both laughed and i said.. "I have to go to bed now.. you guys have a great day at work today!"

So moral of the story. Sure.. my life sucks ass right now. And my night may have been worse.... and I may cry myself to sleep again like i have so much this past week... but hey.... I made homebody's day in India start off great!