Well I'm going to do a quick post because I'm so tired right now. Work and all, you know?
LeeAnna broke her foot. Silly how she did it, and she's fine. She tripped over her little sister's shoes and she was wearing socks on a hard wood floor, so her left foot went out in front of her, while her right foot twisted underneath her. It's nothing really big, she doesn't even have a full cast. They just put a splint on her foot, and she's got a doctors appoinment on Thursday. But she's milking it, let me tell you!
Aaron is freekin' HUGE! He's starting to stand up all on his own, with no support now. He is trying very hard to walk, but he's still a little off with the whole balance thing right now. And apparently while I was at work tonight he managed to crawl up the stairs and fell. Don't freak out, he's okay. It was more of a shock than anything else. He didn't hurt himself, so I imagine that he didn't fall very far.
The asshole at work (Brett) is leaving!! YAY! I swear, I think that most of the employees are going to throw a party to celebrate. My brother got hired on today, he starts tomorrow, and will be taking over Brett's shift. It's funny when you think about it... My dad has morning, so he relieves my brother, I have the mid shift, so I relieve my dad, and my brother has the graveyard shift, so he relieves me. It's a family affair! Totally cool.
My boss loves me! He told me yesterday that I am the quickest person to pick up the system. 9I told him I'm a fast learner!!) So, of course now my brother is like, damn it, I have to beat you! LOL
We had a bit of excitement tonight in the area of the store. We saw a whole bunch of cops go flying past, an ambulance, and a fire truck. It seemed like everytime we thought the cops were done, 2 more would go flying past too. We had no idea what was going on, but we were all curious, so we turned on the news at 10, and turns out that apparently some guy shot another guy 4 times with a rifle and took off. They were reporting it as an apparent road rage incident.
Also, there was a large group of people standing in the intersection today holding a bunch of weird signs. We were all trying to figure out not only what the signs said, but what they were doing. Well, one of the girls came inside to use the bathroom, so we asked her. She explained that it was a sociology experiment for a college class. They were out there studying how people react to people holding signs on the side of the road. There was one guy holding a sign that read "Show me your tits", a girl holding a sign that read "My number is worth 20 bucks" another girls holding a sign that said something about "Why lie? I'm intolerant, but I have a job and pay taxes, so give me a smile" and one guy holding a sign that said "I'm with them!" there were a whole bunch of other people, but I didn't see their signs. Fun fun!
Anyhooo... I'm really tired, so I'm going to bed.....
Time to dream of a good paycheck!
June 29, 2005
June 26, 2005
I Got A Job!
Not that I need to work, but it's nice to have a little extra money coming in... Especially since we are planning on going to Florida for Christmas.
I'm working in a gas station, with my dad.... actually, I work the shift after his, so I'm technically his relief. The guy I work with, A, is really awesome... but our relief, Brett, is a major ASSHOLE!! (Can you tell that when there is someone I don't like, I will type out their full name instead of the initial?) I mean Brett has some major anger issues, he's rude, he's a jerk, he's been fired from several other gas stations, but he was rehired where I'm at just because they are desperate for people. My brother came in and filled out an application, applying for the same shift as Brett. I called him when I got off of work to warn him about this asshole, and we have decided that it is now our mission to either get this guy to quit, or get him fired. I mean this guy shouldn't be working there anyway.... He was yelling about how people are "fucking idiots", slamming stuff around, throwing a general temper tantrum..... WHILE there were customers in the store!!
Well, I am extremely tired, so I am going to go put my feet up (They are SOOO sore!) and go to bed! I'm off tomorrow, so YAY!
Until later, Ciao Baby!
I'm working in a gas station, with my dad.... actually, I work the shift after his, so I'm technically his relief. The guy I work with, A, is really awesome... but our relief, Brett, is a major ASSHOLE!! (Can you tell that when there is someone I don't like, I will type out their full name instead of the initial?) I mean Brett has some major anger issues, he's rude, he's a jerk, he's been fired from several other gas stations, but he was rehired where I'm at just because they are desperate for people. My brother came in and filled out an application, applying for the same shift as Brett. I called him when I got off of work to warn him about this asshole, and we have decided that it is now our mission to either get this guy to quit, or get him fired. I mean this guy shouldn't be working there anyway.... He was yelling about how people are "fucking idiots", slamming stuff around, throwing a general temper tantrum..... WHILE there were customers in the store!!
Well, I am extremely tired, so I am going to go put my feet up (They are SOOO sore!) and go to bed! I'm off tomorrow, so YAY!
Until later, Ciao Baby!
June 22, 2005
The Worst Day Possible (Short of some sort of Major Catastrophe)
So I had a job interview today... I don't NEED a job, Dave brings in enough money to support us, but it will help pay those bills that I racked up before we got together that I'm still trying to pay off... just so we can eventually buy a house someday...
Now, usually I am very nervous when it comes to inteviews... I suck at them is putting it nicely... but today I think I had the upper hand, and was really relaxed. The guy was 10 minutes late for our appointment, and 2 minutes into the interview his cell phone started ringing and he had to excuse himself because he had been waiting for this "really important" phone call. Just knowing that the interviewer was messing up so badly really put me at ease. So I aced the interview, and I'm almost positive that I got the job. It also kind of helps that my dad referred me to the job and kind of has some sway in wether or not I get hired.....
That was the best part of my day. The rest was crap. I can't recall everything crappy that happened today, but let's just say it was a non-stop crap fest. The kids were HORRENDOUS today.... I don't think anything short of beating them in public would have straightened them out... well, that, and Daddy being there to set things right... It was one of those "Wait until your Dad gets home" days. The kids were fighting and arguing all the way through out our hour trip to Wal-Mart. Dave was cranky with me on the phone earlier. I had to go pick up a transmission for his truck, only one of the three that we need rebuilt right now... (Couldn't have happened at a worst time!!) Right after leaving Wal-Mart I realized that I needed to go get dinner, and that I was going to have to pick Dave up from work in less than an hour, so there was no point in going home. After leaving Wendy's I drive through the current Detour because of all the damn road construction going on. I come to this really busy intersection (It is rush hour after all!) and I'm making a right turn, so I'm watching the traffic comeing from the left... there was a break in the flow, so I start to go, and right as I start to go and turn to look to my right, there is a guy on a bicycle right in front of my van. I slam on my brakes, but I don't stop in time, and hit the poor guy. GREEEAAAAAAAT! He's okay, his bike is okay... But I'm practically flippin' out..... I jump out of my van all freeked out, making sure he's okay... what should we do? Does he wanna call the cops? Does he want my insurance info? He keeps trying to reassure me that none of that is necessary and that he and his bike is okay... Took about 10 minutes, but he finally managed to convince me that he was okay, and went about his way.
I get to Dave's work and we have about 40 minutes to wait before he gets off work. The kids start in as soon I put the van in park. I tell them like 4 times that they really really REALLY need to be quiet right now. Do they listen? For about 2 seconds. I honestly had to get out of the vehicle for a few minutes because I was about to lose it.
We get home, and I tell Dave that I'm going to the gym. I go to the gym, and it turns out that my membership expired TODAY! And because I didn't come in and renew it, I had to pay $124 instead of just $99 for another 6 months. You would figure that the one escape that I truely enjoy would help.... The treadmills weren't working.... the ab machine was taken.... so I had to wait, and use the really crappy treadmills.... and then, when I go to the water cooler to get some water, I drop a full cup of water on the ground. I dropped the water, looked at it, said yep, and left. Oh, and it turns out that my gym is no longer open 24 hours. Suck ass.
My day was so bad that when I left the gym, I went to the gas station to put air in the tires, and as I was doing that I could just see either one of the tires blowing out, or someone coming around the corner and running me over, or getting car jacked. IT'S BEEN THAT BAD PEOPLE!!
I'm just gonna go to bed now. Let's end this horrific day. Please wish me luck for tomorrow!
Now, usually I am very nervous when it comes to inteviews... I suck at them is putting it nicely... but today I think I had the upper hand, and was really relaxed. The guy was 10 minutes late for our appointment, and 2 minutes into the interview his cell phone started ringing and he had to excuse himself because he had been waiting for this "really important" phone call. Just knowing that the interviewer was messing up so badly really put me at ease. So I aced the interview, and I'm almost positive that I got the job. It also kind of helps that my dad referred me to the job and kind of has some sway in wether or not I get hired.....
That was the best part of my day. The rest was crap. I can't recall everything crappy that happened today, but let's just say it was a non-stop crap fest. The kids were HORRENDOUS today.... I don't think anything short of beating them in public would have straightened them out... well, that, and Daddy being there to set things right... It was one of those "Wait until your Dad gets home" days. The kids were fighting and arguing all the way through out our hour trip to Wal-Mart. Dave was cranky with me on the phone earlier. I had to go pick up a transmission for his truck, only one of the three that we need rebuilt right now... (Couldn't have happened at a worst time!!) Right after leaving Wal-Mart I realized that I needed to go get dinner, and that I was going to have to pick Dave up from work in less than an hour, so there was no point in going home. After leaving Wendy's I drive through the current Detour because of all the damn road construction going on. I come to this really busy intersection (It is rush hour after all!) and I'm making a right turn, so I'm watching the traffic comeing from the left... there was a break in the flow, so I start to go, and right as I start to go and turn to look to my right, there is a guy on a bicycle right in front of my van. I slam on my brakes, but I don't stop in time, and hit the poor guy. GREEEAAAAAAAT! He's okay, his bike is okay... But I'm practically flippin' out..... I jump out of my van all freeked out, making sure he's okay... what should we do? Does he wanna call the cops? Does he want my insurance info? He keeps trying to reassure me that none of that is necessary and that he and his bike is okay... Took about 10 minutes, but he finally managed to convince me that he was okay, and went about his way.
I get to Dave's work and we have about 40 minutes to wait before he gets off work. The kids start in as soon I put the van in park. I tell them like 4 times that they really really REALLY need to be quiet right now. Do they listen? For about 2 seconds. I honestly had to get out of the vehicle for a few minutes because I was about to lose it.
We get home, and I tell Dave that I'm going to the gym. I go to the gym, and it turns out that my membership expired TODAY! And because I didn't come in and renew it, I had to pay $124 instead of just $99 for another 6 months. You would figure that the one escape that I truely enjoy would help.... The treadmills weren't working.... the ab machine was taken.... so I had to wait, and use the really crappy treadmills.... and then, when I go to the water cooler to get some water, I drop a full cup of water on the ground. I dropped the water, looked at it, said yep, and left. Oh, and it turns out that my gym is no longer open 24 hours. Suck ass.
My day was so bad that when I left the gym, I went to the gas station to put air in the tires, and as I was doing that I could just see either one of the tires blowing out, or someone coming around the corner and running me over, or getting car jacked. IT'S BEEN THAT BAD PEOPLE!!
June 20, 2005
Cops!! (Again?)
So let me tell you about what happened last night.
The chicks who moved in across the street, replacing the previously mentioned crazy crackhead, who seem to party every single night of the week, had two guys over at their house. Me and Dave are trying to sleep, and right around 1 a.m., when I'm on the verge of sleep, I hear this blood curdling scream come from across the street. Then I hear what sounds like 2 guys yelling at each other. Then I hear what sounds like someone getting their ass kicked.
Me and Dave both shoot out of bed and go to the balcony door. We open the blinds, and right across from my bedroom is one of the girls bedroom. Her blinds were half open and the window was barely cracked. We see what looks like two guys wrestling with each other. These two guys are screaming at each other, the one guy is throwing things. I hear him yelling something about having tried the straight and narrow, he knows he fucked up, he doesn't care... then he starts telling the other guy "I would die for you man!" and "This stupid little whore coming between us!" We then see one guy fly against the window, and we both thought that he was going to go through the glass.
I then see my neighbors, the chicks next door neighbor, light turn on. So we call him up, and he answers right as he's coming out his front door. He goes and checks the parking lot, sees the commotion in her window, and rings the door bell twice. This girl answers the door, and she is obviously upset, but she assures us that the cops have been called and are on their way. J tells her that if she needs to, she can come over there to wait for the cops. She declined and went back into her apartment. J comes over and we're talking, and the neighbor who lives 2 doors down from my side comes over, and we stand there for about 30 minutes watching these guy sream and yell at each other until the cops show up. Right when the cops show up, the girl opens the front door and walks away. It had gotten quiet for 5 minutes right before the cops got here, but right as they were walking up the driveway, the guys started fighting again. The cops went to the door, rang the bell twice, and went inside. Now, when they rang the bell the second time, the guy who's flipping out and fighting with the other guy runs to the window, yanks open the blinds the rest of the way, opens the window and looks down. He sees Dave on the balcony, me, J, and K all standing out front, then he sees the cops. He darts away from the window and makes a break for the bedroom door... well, when he gets out the door, he comes face to face with one cop, and when he does, he turns and bolts for the bedroom, and then beelines it out the second story window. I swear to you, this dumbass jumped out the damn window! He's hanging there for a few seconds, by one hand and one foot. He lets hit foot drop and then drops to the ground. All of us heard some sort of crunch and then he takes off..... We're all yelling at the cops that's he's outside, he's jumped the fence....
I have no idea wether or not the cops ever caught this jackass, but I do know they had the K-9 unit out. I hope they caught his dumbass.
You would think that after something like that happens, these girls would learn there lesson. But NOOOO..... Last night they had another damn party, there was something like 6 cars outside, one of which kept fucking with his alarm, which woke up the baby. Dave went outside and yelled at them that if it happens again he's going to call the cops. Well, the one guy started being a smartass, but not being brave enough to say anything loud enough for us to really hear it or say it directly to us.... About an hour later the jackass sets off his alarm and let it blare for about 2-3 minutes. That's fine. If they wanna play this game, I'm game. If they start coming over tonight, me and K are going to go out there and try to make it very obvious that we are doing something around their trucks.... If they ask me what I'm doing, I'm going to tell them that if they won't work with us on this problem, that's fine. I'll just work with APD about it, and that I'm taking down lisence plate numbers. If I see ANYTHING even remotely suspicous, I'm calling APD.
A few years back, if this had happened, their windows would suddenly and mysteriously start getting broken out. But I think those moments have passed. I'll just do whatever I have to do within the legal restraints of the law to handle this problem. Like all the cars parking out front is a clear violation of the fire codes... if the apartment at the end of the building had caught fire, there is no way that a fire truck or an ambulance could get in there. I've got some photos that need to go to the Landlord and the Fire Marshall. We'll see what they have to say about all this!!
Stoopid People!
The chicks who moved in across the street, replacing the previously mentioned crazy crackhead, who seem to party every single night of the week, had two guys over at their house. Me and Dave are trying to sleep, and right around 1 a.m., when I'm on the verge of sleep, I hear this blood curdling scream come from across the street. Then I hear what sounds like 2 guys yelling at each other. Then I hear what sounds like someone getting their ass kicked.
Me and Dave both shoot out of bed and go to the balcony door. We open the blinds, and right across from my bedroom is one of the girls bedroom. Her blinds were half open and the window was barely cracked. We see what looks like two guys wrestling with each other. These two guys are screaming at each other, the one guy is throwing things. I hear him yelling something about having tried the straight and narrow, he knows he fucked up, he doesn't care... then he starts telling the other guy "I would die for you man!" and "This stupid little whore coming between us!" We then see one guy fly against the window, and we both thought that he was going to go through the glass.
I then see my neighbors, the chicks next door neighbor, light turn on. So we call him up, and he answers right as he's coming out his front door. He goes and checks the parking lot, sees the commotion in her window, and rings the door bell twice. This girl answers the door, and she is obviously upset, but she assures us that the cops have been called and are on their way. J tells her that if she needs to, she can come over there to wait for the cops. She declined and went back into her apartment. J comes over and we're talking, and the neighbor who lives 2 doors down from my side comes over, and we stand there for about 30 minutes watching these guy sream and yell at each other until the cops show up. Right when the cops show up, the girl opens the front door and walks away. It had gotten quiet for 5 minutes right before the cops got here, but right as they were walking up the driveway, the guys started fighting again. The cops went to the door, rang the bell twice, and went inside. Now, when they rang the bell the second time, the guy who's flipping out and fighting with the other guy runs to the window, yanks open the blinds the rest of the way, opens the window and looks down. He sees Dave on the balcony, me, J, and K all standing out front, then he sees the cops. He darts away from the window and makes a break for the bedroom door... well, when he gets out the door, he comes face to face with one cop, and when he does, he turns and bolts for the bedroom, and then beelines it out the second story window. I swear to you, this dumbass jumped out the damn window! He's hanging there for a few seconds, by one hand and one foot. He lets hit foot drop and then drops to the ground. All of us heard some sort of crunch and then he takes off..... We're all yelling at the cops that's he's outside, he's jumped the fence....
I have no idea wether or not the cops ever caught this jackass, but I do know they had the K-9 unit out. I hope they caught his dumbass.
You would think that after something like that happens, these girls would learn there lesson. But NOOOO..... Last night they had another damn party, there was something like 6 cars outside, one of which kept fucking with his alarm, which woke up the baby. Dave went outside and yelled at them that if it happens again he's going to call the cops. Well, the one guy started being a smartass, but not being brave enough to say anything loud enough for us to really hear it or say it directly to us.... About an hour later the jackass sets off his alarm and let it blare for about 2-3 minutes. That's fine. If they wanna play this game, I'm game. If they start coming over tonight, me and K are going to go out there and try to make it very obvious that we are doing something around their trucks.... If they ask me what I'm doing, I'm going to tell them that if they won't work with us on this problem, that's fine. I'll just work with APD about it, and that I'm taking down lisence plate numbers. If I see ANYTHING even remotely suspicous, I'm calling APD.
A few years back, if this had happened, their windows would suddenly and mysteriously start getting broken out. But I think those moments have passed. I'll just do whatever I have to do within the legal restraints of the law to handle this problem. Like all the cars parking out front is a clear violation of the fire codes... if the apartment at the end of the building had caught fire, there is no way that a fire truck or an ambulance could get in there. I've got some photos that need to go to the Landlord and the Fire Marshall. We'll see what they have to say about all this!!
Stoopid People!
June 19, 2005
Just Call Me Ms. Community-Watch.... Everyone Else Does!!
First let me explain the title...
I don't think I ever posted about the crackhead's daughter's boyfriend.... Kenny. He is the typical kind of guy you would expect to be dating a confirmed crackhead's psychotic daughter. (And I DO mean psychotic... this girl was actually handcuffed, for officers safety, and led away to the local mental ward for a few months!) He's a little thug wannabe, who thinks he's all badass, but in reality is nothing more than a little punk who doesn't have the balls to say something to someone's face. Well, Kenny was leaving here one day a few weeks ago, driving a friends truck that they were trying to sell, it had their phone number written on the back window. He left with his sister's 12 year old brother sitting in the passenger seat, my guess with no seat belt on, knowing the family. Well, he pulled down to the end of the complex and peeled out without stopping to look for other vehicles like you are supposed to do, and in the process hits a Honda CRV, and comes within inches of running over a high schooler who was walking home at the time. Instead of stopping to make sure everyone was okay, you know, like a normal, sane, DECENT human being would do, he takes off. (Surprise, surprise, I know!)
Well, me being at my wit's end with these people and the way they keep breaking the law and getting away with it, all while having several underage children in the house, I called the cops, and was one of the first people to report it. I went outside and waited for the cops with the "victims". I spoke with the officer, because no one knew the guys full name, and no one caught the license plate number, I wanted to make sure the officer knew that he is always around here. He gave me his card and told me to call him if I saw him again.
Well, the dumbass Kenny waited about 3 weeks before he started coming around again. This time he's in a completely different vehicle. Well, I immediately grabbed the officers card and called him to inform him that Kenny had come back. He said that it was ironic that I was calling him then because he was currently on the scene of another Hit and Run accident. He said that as soon as the current one was taken care of and cleared up, he would head over, and I should call him in case they left. Well, about 35 minutes later, they left.. But I got the license plate number this time and good description of the car. I called Officer M back and told him they had left and given him the info.
Kenny didn't come back for another two days. Well, when he did come back, I called the officer's number, but there was no answer. He was off-duty. So I called dispatch instead. Well because I had none of the necessary information, they couldn't send an officer out. Niiiiice. Oh I was maaad! Well, the next day, David and the kids are all outside, David working on his truck and the kids riding their bikes. Kenny comes back by to either drop someone off or pick someone up, not too sure about which one. Either way, he was fixing to leave and Adam had kicked his soccer ball and it went behind Kenny's car. David stops Adam from going to get it, and is standing there waiting for Kenny to back out and leave. Well, Kenny starts yelling and cussing at David to hurry up and get the F'n ball.... which does nothing but piss off David, so he slooooowly walks behind Kenny's car and gets the ball. When David gets back to where the kids are, Jennifer is about to ride her bike out of the driveway when David stops her and starts yelling about how
"This jackass has already hit one person and left the scene, you don't need to be the next person he hits!!" So Kenny starts yelling at David, cussing him out saying that he's gonna kick his ass.... To which David responds "You got something to say to me, get out of your car and say it!" Kenny just keeps cussing at him, and drives off. Well, unfortunately I didn't hear about this until after the fact, otherwise I was going to back my van out and block him in, preventing him from leaving and then call the cops and tell them either you get an officer out here, or I'm going to handle it.
Well, the next day, the landlord was here, working on one of the empty condos, so I went over and talked to him and told him what had happened the night before. He told me that they are moving out at the end of the month. To which I replied "Really?" like a little kid in a candy shop. WOOHOO! Finally, they are LEAVING!! (It was so funny because when I told him about Kenny threatning to kick David's ass, he just started laughing, and just said "David would knock his ass out!")
Well, later that day, the genius Kenny shows up. The landlord goes over to talk to him, to tell him "Look, you're causing way too many problems around here, I don't want you here anymore!" to which Kenny starts cussing out the landlord saying that he isn't going anywhere until his girlfriends mom is moved out. The landlord calls me and says that I should call the officer again. I try to call the officer, but once again, he's off-duty. And since I already had issues with dispatch, I wasn't about to try that tactic again. But they left before I could think of something. Well, later that night, after the landlord had left, they came back. This time they were moving a lot slower and obviously in no rush to leave, as they were loading stuff into the car to move.
Hehehe this is where it gets really good.
Thinking quickly, I call dispatch and tell them that there is a car I don't recognize two doors down and they are moving stuff out of the apartment and that I don't see the renter anywhere around. Well as I'm standing there on the phone with dispatch, they spot me watching them while on the phone, so Kenny assumes I'm on the phone with the cops, and starts yelling at his girlfriend that they have to go NOW! I think this is just perfect and relay that info to dispatch that they saw me on the phone and they are rushing to go and go quickly.... well in no time flat, there were two officers here. As soon as he saw the one cop car, he took off, without his girlfriend. The one cop car took off after him and got him to pull over, while the other stayed here and talked to the girlfriend and her mom, who just so happened to be in the apartment... I didn't see her, so I didn't know! Well, it turns out that not only is driving with a revoked license, but he's got 3 warrants out for his arrest on top of the cops looking for him for the hit and run. Hehehe needless to say he won't be coming back around here before the months up!
Whew! That's a lot to type! I'll catch you up on more later, I need to finish eating my dinner!
Oh! P.S.~ I've started the South Beach Diet, and in the first 5 days, I've already lost 6 pounds! WooHoo! Although it's really hard to give up all the foods I REALLY love, I'm doing farely well on it!
Until later,
Ciao Baby!
I don't think I ever posted about the crackhead's daughter's boyfriend.... Kenny. He is the typical kind of guy you would expect to be dating a confirmed crackhead's psychotic daughter. (And I DO mean psychotic... this girl was actually handcuffed, for officers safety, and led away to the local mental ward for a few months!) He's a little thug wannabe, who thinks he's all badass, but in reality is nothing more than a little punk who doesn't have the balls to say something to someone's face. Well, Kenny was leaving here one day a few weeks ago, driving a friends truck that they were trying to sell, it had their phone number written on the back window. He left with his sister's 12 year old brother sitting in the passenger seat, my guess with no seat belt on, knowing the family. Well, he pulled down to the end of the complex and peeled out without stopping to look for other vehicles like you are supposed to do, and in the process hits a Honda CRV, and comes within inches of running over a high schooler who was walking home at the time. Instead of stopping to make sure everyone was okay, you know, like a normal, sane, DECENT human being would do, he takes off. (Surprise, surprise, I know!)
Well, me being at my wit's end with these people and the way they keep breaking the law and getting away with it, all while having several underage children in the house, I called the cops, and was one of the first people to report it. I went outside and waited for the cops with the "victims". I spoke with the officer, because no one knew the guys full name, and no one caught the license plate number, I wanted to make sure the officer knew that he is always around here. He gave me his card and told me to call him if I saw him again.
Well, the dumbass Kenny waited about 3 weeks before he started coming around again. This time he's in a completely different vehicle. Well, I immediately grabbed the officers card and called him to inform him that Kenny had come back. He said that it was ironic that I was calling him then because he was currently on the scene of another Hit and Run accident. He said that as soon as the current one was taken care of and cleared up, he would head over, and I should call him in case they left. Well, about 35 minutes later, they left.. But I got the license plate number this time and good description of the car. I called Officer M back and told him they had left and given him the info.
Kenny didn't come back for another two days. Well, when he did come back, I called the officer's number, but there was no answer. He was off-duty. So I called dispatch instead. Well because I had none of the necessary information, they couldn't send an officer out. Niiiiice. Oh I was maaad! Well, the next day, David and the kids are all outside, David working on his truck and the kids riding their bikes. Kenny comes back by to either drop someone off or pick someone up, not too sure about which one. Either way, he was fixing to leave and Adam had kicked his soccer ball and it went behind Kenny's car. David stops Adam from going to get it, and is standing there waiting for Kenny to back out and leave. Well, Kenny starts yelling and cussing at David to hurry up and get the F'n ball.... which does nothing but piss off David, so he slooooowly walks behind Kenny's car and gets the ball. When David gets back to where the kids are, Jennifer is about to ride her bike out of the driveway when David stops her and starts yelling about how
"This jackass has already hit one person and left the scene, you don't need to be the next person he hits!!" So Kenny starts yelling at David, cussing him out saying that he's gonna kick his ass.... To which David responds "You got something to say to me, get out of your car and say it!" Kenny just keeps cussing at him, and drives off. Well, unfortunately I didn't hear about this until after the fact, otherwise I was going to back my van out and block him in, preventing him from leaving and then call the cops and tell them either you get an officer out here, or I'm going to handle it.
Well, the next day, the landlord was here, working on one of the empty condos, so I went over and talked to him and told him what had happened the night before. He told me that they are moving out at the end of the month. To which I replied "Really?" like a little kid in a candy shop. WOOHOO! Finally, they are LEAVING!! (It was so funny because when I told him about Kenny threatning to kick David's ass, he just started laughing, and just said "David would knock his ass out!")
Well, later that day, the genius Kenny shows up. The landlord goes over to talk to him, to tell him "Look, you're causing way too many problems around here, I don't want you here anymore!" to which Kenny starts cussing out the landlord saying that he isn't going anywhere until his girlfriends mom is moved out. The landlord calls me and says that I should call the officer again. I try to call the officer, but once again, he's off-duty. And since I already had issues with dispatch, I wasn't about to try that tactic again. But they left before I could think of something. Well, later that night, after the landlord had left, they came back. This time they were moving a lot slower and obviously in no rush to leave, as they were loading stuff into the car to move.
Hehehe this is where it gets really good.
Thinking quickly, I call dispatch and tell them that there is a car I don't recognize two doors down and they are moving stuff out of the apartment and that I don't see the renter anywhere around. Well as I'm standing there on the phone with dispatch, they spot me watching them while on the phone, so Kenny assumes I'm on the phone with the cops, and starts yelling at his girlfriend that they have to go NOW! I think this is just perfect and relay that info to dispatch that they saw me on the phone and they are rushing to go and go quickly.... well in no time flat, there were two officers here. As soon as he saw the one cop car, he took off, without his girlfriend. The one cop car took off after him and got him to pull over, while the other stayed here and talked to the girlfriend and her mom, who just so happened to be in the apartment... I didn't see her, so I didn't know!
Whew! That's a lot to type! I'll catch you up on more later, I need to finish eating my dinner!
Oh! P.S.~ I've started the South Beach Diet, and in the first 5 days, I've already lost 6 pounds! WooHoo! Although it's really hard to give up all the foods I REALLY love, I'm doing farely well on it!
Until later,
Ciao Baby!
June 07, 2005
Hi
Yes, I am still alive... But extremely busy lately. So here's a quick update...
The custody hearing was rescheduled for Sept. 8th due to scheduling conflicts
Got my parents moved, with no help from my father, who I am quickly coming to realize is a bastard, lazy and treats my mom like crap.
The kids are great, school lets out on the 9th, and then I have them to myself for 3 months! Yay me!
That's it for now,
Ciao Baby!
The custody hearing was rescheduled for Sept. 8th due to scheduling conflicts
Got my parents moved, with no help from my father, who I am quickly coming to realize is a bastard, lazy and treats my mom like crap.
The kids are great, school lets out on the 9th, and then I have them to myself for 3 months! Yay me!
That's it for now,
Ciao Baby!
June 01, 2005
Wow!!
OMG!! Has it really been over 2 weeks since I posted last? Holy Hell! I've got so much to catch everyone up on!
Let's see here, first let me tell you about my parents. I love my parents fiercly and I would do anything for them. Last year they recieved notice that the trailor park they were living in would be closing down, so they would have to move. Well, after spending almost a whole year looking for a place to live, they finally came to an agreement with a so-called friend of theirs, that they would rent the house she had wrongfully inherited from a very dear, and way too trusting family friend that had passed away. She was moving somewhere near Boston, and wanted to rent the house out.
Well this "Stupid Fucking Whore", as I call her since that's what she is, (Pardon my language, this woman really pisses me off more than anything I can think of, and you'll soon see why), was only able to inherite the house because she promised the previous owner that she would NEVER sell the house, or the 8 acres that came with it. The previous owner, God rest his soul, had built the whole house with his own hands. Everything in that house he put there or installed himself. He had built this house for his beloved wife, who had passed a number of years before him. The house was his tribute to his wife, and anytime he looked at ANYTHING in that house it reminded him of some wonderful memory of his wife.
My parent's were able to rent the house from the SFW because she knew that my parents had dearly loved the previous owner, and respected that house more than anyone ever could, besides the previous owner, that is. So my parents moved in last October.
Well, early last month, the SFW decided that she is going to sell not only the house, but the land as well. She flew into town, was here for at least a whole week, and only had the nerve to show her face at the house for all of 5 minutes. Long enough to drop the bombshell on my mom that they now had 30 days to completely vacate the house, and to get my mom to sign the agreement that she was notified and agreed to move out in that time frame.
*A little back history for a second, because I forgot to mention that when my parent's were forced to move from their original home because the land was sold, it wasn't just my parent's who had to move, but my Grandmother as well... she owned a trailor across from my parent's. Unfortunately the place that my Grandmother moved to does not have nearly enough room to hold even a quarter of the things she owns, so most of her stuff had to be stored at the house my parents were renting.
Unfortunately, my parent's don't make that much money at their jobs, and can't afford too much. Recently my parent's have been so strapped for cash that my mom hasn't been able to make her car payment in almost 4 months. So for them to find a place to rent, that is within their price range, is damn near impossible. For the past month now, I've been stressing so hard on what my parent's are going to do. I was even at the point where me and David were going to purchase a house and land and just let my parents live there and pay the mortgage. Unfortunately thats not an option for us for another 2 and a half months because David is currently being sued by State Farm for an accident he was involved in before we started dating. The amount that SF is asking for is absolutely rediculous, but we don't want to take the chance that the court will decide to take the property as payment on the judgement.
Well, thankfully after a whole month of serious stressing over all of this, my mom finally was able to find a place to rent.... a whole 5 days before the deadline of moving out. That left us 5 days to get EVERYTHING, and my parent's have a LOT of stuff, out of the house, get everything out of the huge shed on the 8 acres, and get the two sheds that my parent's own, off the property. For the past 3 days I have been helping my mom move everything either to the new place, or to the storage unit that they are being forced to rent. With yesterday being the last day, it was by far the longest. I showed up around noon, and didn't get home until 2 in the morning. Oh my god am I tired!!!
So that is one of the stressors that has been lifted off of my shoulders.
As for the other really MAJOR stressor that has been put on me.... The whole custody case involving my evil, vile, horrid ex-mother-in-law, and my 4 year old daughter, it is finally drawing to a final close. There is in fact a final hearing date set, and the end is not only in sight, but so damn close too! The final hearing date is set for June 8th. We got the custody investogators report back and it could not have been better for me!! I am so thankful that through it all, this whole time I've been telling people what a nut job this woman is, and how messed up in the head she is... no one ever really paid it any heed, just kind of brushed it off... well thank God that the CI saw through all this woman's bullshit. I got exactly what I was hoping for from the CI, a full recommendation that I recieve sole legal and physical custody, with no set visitation times set forth, so that I can arrange the visitation however I see fit. Yay for me!!
Oh, and if you don't know anyone who has ever done a civilian arrest.... you do now!! Hehehe
On Monday, Memorial Day, David, the kids, and I were coming home from my helping my parents move... They live about an hour away from us, in another town... We were driving down the highway when all of a sudden, these three guys on motorcycles go flying past us... They had to have been doing at least 110 MPH.. and they were weaving in and out of traffic, riding the center line, sometimes dashing in between cars that are driving side by side. Completely reckless, with no concern for other peoples live, let alone theirs apparently. Well, there was a 4th guy on a bike that had got caught behind two trucks that were hauling construction equipment, but as soon as the coast was clear and he could get past them, he took off like a bat out of hell trying to catch up to his friends. I mean these guys came so close to my van that the one bike was about an inch from my side mirror. Well, the area that this happened at has no cell reception, at least not from my carrier. But as soon as I had reception, I contacted the police department and reported the bikers. They informed me that they had already recieved several calls on these guys, and had a locate out on them, but the dispatcher asked me for my name and number just in case they needed another witness.
Well, these guys were being so stupid... and I don't mean the typical "out of the gene pool, damn it" stupid, I'm talking you should be executed for being that damn stupid.... that the rest of the way home I'm expecting to come around one of the bends in the highway to see the flashing red and blues, and flashing solid reds and to come up on some horrible, horrible accident. That didn't happen, but as soon as we did get to town, right at the first off ramp, there were the flashing red and blues, 2 cops had pulled over the 4th biker... the one I called the slow one. I took that off ramp, because it was the one I needed, and called back to dispatch. I informed them that the biker the officers had pulled over at that exit was in fact one of the 4 that were driving recklessly on the highway. They said thank you and hung up, and soon as I hung up my phone, another dispatcher called me right back and asked me if I would be willing to go and identify the guy for the officers. I told them that I was MORE than willing to do that. So I went back, I got to use the emergency turn around on the highway... hehehe... and when I pulled up to the officers, one of them came over and explained that because they weren't there and didn't see it, they would not be able to arrest the guy unless someone did a citizens arrest, and would I be willing to do that. I told them that I most definitely would be willing to do that. Unfortunately, it wasn't what most people would expect, because I didn't even get to talk to the guy at all, I just had to sit in my van, and fill out some paperwork for the officer stating that I was placing this person under citizen arrest, and what I saw that prompted the CA. But as soon as the guy had heard that there was a witness on their way back to ID him, he gave up the other 3 bikers. So all 3 of them got arrested all because of me!! WOOHOO, GO ME!!
There's a lot more to tell, but the batteries are dying in my keyboard so I'm going to have to save it until later!
Until then, Ciao Baby!
Let's see here, first let me tell you about my parents. I love my parents fiercly and I would do anything for them. Last year they recieved notice that the trailor park they were living in would be closing down, so they would have to move. Well, after spending almost a whole year looking for a place to live, they finally came to an agreement with a so-called friend of theirs, that they would rent the house she had wrongfully inherited from a very dear, and way too trusting family friend that had passed away. She was moving somewhere near Boston, and wanted to rent the house out.
Well this "Stupid Fucking Whore", as I call her since that's what she is, (Pardon my language, this woman really pisses me off more than anything I can think of, and you'll soon see why), was only able to inherite the house because she promised the previous owner that she would NEVER sell the house, or the 8 acres that came with it. The previous owner, God rest his soul, had built the whole house with his own hands. Everything in that house he put there or installed himself. He had built this house for his beloved wife, who had passed a number of years before him. The house was his tribute to his wife, and anytime he looked at ANYTHING in that house it reminded him of some wonderful memory of his wife.
My parent's were able to rent the house from the SFW because she knew that my parents had dearly loved the previous owner, and respected that house more than anyone ever could, besides the previous owner, that is. So my parents moved in last October.
Well, early last month, the SFW decided that she is going to sell not only the house, but the land as well. She flew into town, was here for at least a whole week, and only had the nerve to show her face at the house for all of 5 minutes. Long enough to drop the bombshell on my mom that they now had 30 days to completely vacate the house, and to get my mom to sign the agreement that she was notified and agreed to move out in that time frame.
*A little back history for a second, because I forgot to mention that when my parent's were forced to move from their original home because the land was sold, it wasn't just my parent's who had to move, but my Grandmother as well... she owned a trailor across from my parent's. Unfortunately the place that my Grandmother moved to does not have nearly enough room to hold even a quarter of the things she owns, so most of her stuff had to be stored at the house my parents were renting.
Unfortunately, my parent's don't make that much money at their jobs, and can't afford too much. Recently my parent's have been so strapped for cash that my mom hasn't been able to make her car payment in almost 4 months. So for them to find a place to rent, that is within their price range, is damn near impossible. For the past month now, I've been stressing so hard on what my parent's are going to do. I was even at the point where me and David were going to purchase a house and land and just let my parents live there and pay the mortgage. Unfortunately thats not an option for us for another 2 and a half months because David is currently being sued by State Farm for an accident he was involved in before we started dating. The amount that SF is asking for is absolutely rediculous, but we don't want to take the chance that the court will decide to take the property as payment on the judgement.
Well, thankfully after a whole month of serious stressing over all of this, my mom finally was able to find a place to rent.... a whole 5 days before the deadline of moving out. That left us 5 days to get EVERYTHING, and my parent's have a LOT of stuff, out of the house, get everything out of the huge shed on the 8 acres, and get the two sheds that my parent's own, off the property. For the past 3 days I have been helping my mom move everything either to the new place, or to the storage unit that they are being forced to rent. With yesterday being the last day, it was by far the longest. I showed up around noon, and didn't get home until 2 in the morning. Oh my god am I tired!!!
So that is one of the stressors that has been lifted off of my shoulders.
As for the other really MAJOR stressor that has been put on me.... The whole custody case involving my evil, vile, horrid ex-mother-in-law, and my 4 year old daughter, it is finally drawing to a final close. There is in fact a final hearing date set, and the end is not only in sight, but so damn close too! The final hearing date is set for June 8th. We got the custody investogators report back and it could not have been better for me!! I am so thankful that through it all, this whole time I've been telling people what a nut job this woman is, and how messed up in the head she is... no one ever really paid it any heed, just kind of brushed it off... well thank God that the CI saw through all this woman's bullshit. I got exactly what I was hoping for from the CI, a full recommendation that I recieve sole legal and physical custody, with no set visitation times set forth, so that I can arrange the visitation however I see fit. Yay for me!!
Oh, and if you don't know anyone who has ever done a civilian arrest.... you do now!! Hehehe
On Monday, Memorial Day, David, the kids, and I were coming home from my helping my parents move... They live about an hour away from us, in another town... We were driving down the highway when all of a sudden, these three guys on motorcycles go flying past us... They had to have been doing at least 110 MPH.. and they were weaving in and out of traffic, riding the center line, sometimes dashing in between cars that are driving side by side. Completely reckless, with no concern for other peoples live, let alone theirs apparently. Well, there was a 4th guy on a bike that had got caught behind two trucks that were hauling construction equipment, but as soon as the coast was clear and he could get past them, he took off like a bat out of hell trying to catch up to his friends. I mean these guys came so close to my van that the one bike was about an inch from my side mirror. Well, the area that this happened at has no cell reception, at least not from my carrier. But as soon as I had reception, I contacted the police department and reported the bikers. They informed me that they had already recieved several calls on these guys, and had a locate out on them, but the dispatcher asked me for my name and number just in case they needed another witness.
Well, these guys were being so stupid... and I don't mean the typical "out of the gene pool, damn it" stupid, I'm talking you should be executed for being that damn stupid.... that the rest of the way home I'm expecting to come around one of the bends in the highway to see the flashing red and blues, and flashing solid reds and to come up on some horrible, horrible accident. That didn't happen, but as soon as we did get to town, right at the first off ramp, there were the flashing red and blues, 2 cops had pulled over the 4th biker... the one I called the slow one. I took that off ramp, because it was the one I needed, and called back to dispatch. I informed them that the biker the officers had pulled over at that exit was in fact one of the 4 that were driving recklessly on the highway. They said thank you and hung up, and soon as I hung up my phone, another dispatcher called me right back and asked me if I would be willing to go and identify the guy for the officers. I told them that I was MORE than willing to do that. So I went back, I got to use the emergency turn around on the highway... hehehe... and when I pulled up to the officers, one of them came over and explained that because they weren't there and didn't see it, they would not be able to arrest the guy unless someone did a citizens arrest, and would I be willing to do that. I told them that I most definitely would be willing to do that. Unfortunately, it wasn't what most people would expect, because I didn't even get to talk to the guy at all, I just had to sit in my van, and fill out some paperwork for the officer stating that I was placing this person under citizen arrest, and what I saw that prompted the CA. But as soon as the guy had heard that there was a witness on their way back to ID him, he gave up the other 3 bikers. So all 3 of them got arrested all because of me!! WOOHOO, GO ME!!
There's a lot more to tell, but the batteries are dying in my keyboard so I'm going to have to save it until later!
Until then, Ciao Baby!
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