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Alright, I'll admit it... I'm worried... It seems like I do an awful lot of that lately and while the actual worrying is no fun at all, especially for me cause it's like a million times worse than for a normal person, I realized that it's because I have so many people I care about... that's a GOOD thing right?! I said... RIGHT! I guess I should also admit, since I'm admitting stuff , that I have absolutely wasted the last two days and gotten almost nothing written at all. Partly because I have been worried about a friend, partly because I have been worried about my sweetie and his family, partly because I have been busy working and stuff, and a teeny tiny bit because I have been reading like crazy! I just realized today that Rich and I have a whole day off together on Friday! Soooooooo yay! Even yayer is the fact that we could... have some time to ourselves if we wanted to drop the kids off in the morning to be 'entertained' Aside from that, I have pretty much been, cough-hack-choke-gurgling :wacko: still but at least I don't actually feel sick... Sweetie... I just wanted to say thanks again for being there for me anytime, all the time, whenever and always... you are a forever friend and I love you and my darlin' for it so much! Hugs guys and gals... Viv PS. Apparently my boobs are of some interest to several of you the latest description I heard was... 'well packaged' What can I say? It's all true

This sounds like fun Well, my name is Vivian... I am 28 and I am married to my high school sweetheart and we have 2 kids. I got married when I was 17 in Las Vegas with a note from my mom... true story! I love kids! I love to cook and throw parties and sing. I think I am creative, I make my own Christmas cards by hand too. Yay! I like to think I am an optimist. I am definitely a control freak, and organized. I HAVE to have a plan... ALWAYS! I might need to have a list of my lists soon I am also the one that everyone goes to for advice or for a listening ear and then I end up giving them unsolicited advice anyway some of my friends even call me therapist Viv! I would like to think that given all the loss I have experienced in my life so far that I have endured it and am stronger for it. I am an empathetic person... you know that saying 'I feel your pain'... well for me it's true. I really do... and while it is difficult to deal sometimes with all the emotions, I wouldn't trade it for anything because it allows me to be a good friend and understand situations better. I am REALLY good at reading people, probably because of that. What did I miss? Hmm? I don't know... Oh! I hate my hair! I guess that's it for now...

Hey howdy hey~ Lots of random crap to talk about here... 1. So I had to work a crappy ass shift at work today, but the upside to that was that Rich came and took me out to lunch on my break. We end up at Taco Bell/Pizza Hut to appease the children arguing in the back seat... shrugs indifferently So, we are at Taco Bell and we have just gotten our food and are starting to eat when the couple behind us at the next table start fighting This was not just some quiet discussion, but basically the guy is pissed at the girl because she got something, I think sauce, on him, his arm, and his shirt and she won't apologize to him. She is yelling at this poor guy saying stuff like 'I swear if you say anything else to me I will get up and kick your ass!' and 'You think I'm kidding? Just try it then' By this point I'm pissed! I mean this is MY lunch break and my family has come to spend it with me since I have to be stuck at work all day, and now this b***h is gonna get all psycho and ruin it! So I say to Rich that we are moving to another table... like NOW! This girl was being so ridiculous and I was tired of hearing it, but the reason we moved was that my kids were there and I didn't want them hearing all the bullshit she was saying. Rich is asking me why this guy is sticking around for her crap and even went as far as to say 'It... meaning sex can't be that good!' So I make some big show out of it... I stand up and grab my food and walk to another table and then go back and get my sons' and tell him to come with me and Rich and my daughter follow along too. By this time the guy is packing up food in a bag to leave and I point it out to Rich. He says "I didn't know that testicles were on the menu" He thought the guy was taking his food and was going to leave that crazy chick there. As if! Please, this poor guy ends up practically begging this girl to leave with him, he is holding the door open for her and she just sucks!... I will never understand girls like that! 2. I put up chapter 4 of my story yesterday at http://www.geocities.com/matpazcas/ in the stories section. I am... officially honored that Matt has asked me to post it there. I want to tell you all, that not only is he an amazing author, but he is an intelligent, caring, man... not to mention f**kin HOT! But besides ALL of those things he is my friend too, and for that I am one lucky girl.... 3. Yesterday at work I ended up in the MOST stupid conversation with a guy I work with. He is a nice guy usually, I haven't ever seen him be anything else really. So it started because my son came home from preschool the other day telling me that he is a boyfriend. Well, I thought that was too cute, and too funny since he doesn't even know what a boyfriend is and is most likely just repeating something someone else said. So, I'm telling this guy, 'H' about what my son said and how I asked my son since he is a boyfriend if he has a girlfriend? Of course in true little boy fashion he said NO! to that, hehehehe. So H ends up asking me if I would care if my son ended up gay, his words, not mine. So I quickly say NO! I would love him just the same, and I would too! Somehow the conversation ends up on gay men wanting kids. Well, H is married and has one little girl so I'm sure he knows what he's talking about :wacko: when he says that he's pretty sure that gay men wouldn't want to have kids. So I tell him that I know a few who would. H asks if they will adopt or what and I say yeah or find a surrogate... Then H tells me that if these guys want kids so bad why did they choose to be gay So I ask H if he really thinks that people choose to be gay and he says yeah we all choose. I'm a bit ticked by this point but I press on in the name of educating ignorant idiots and cause there are lots of people I love who are affected by this kind of crap, not to mention that it's just the right thing to do. So I ask H if he thinks that my friend would be just as happy if he 'chose' to be with a woman and he says I don't know... well no shit! That was obvious a LONG time ago, but then goes on to tell me how being gay is pretty widely accepted now, like it's some passing trend or fad... Ugh! 4. I have this cough... not just a cough, but more of a wheezing, hacking, gurgling, non productive, annoying cough that just won't go away. How did I get it you ask? Well... I have this adorable little guy who says I'm his whole world who loves me so much that he has to kiss me and lay on my pillow and drink out of my glass and so there you have it! Meanwhile, I don't feel at all sick, but the cough is just lingering and I don't like it one bit! Serious hugs for my sweetie... and thanks to all of you who have taken the time to mention how much you are loving my story and for all those who are helping me, thanks. Love Ya! Viv

Hola amigos! So I just got home from work and let me tell you what I noticed today... I worked the opening shift as a cashier today, not my normal job, but it's a long story... anyway here it is... It is unvbelievable how much alcohol I sold this morning. From a little old lady buying a six pack of beer to the guy buying his vodka, I was in awe. I mean I guess it doesn't necesarily mean that they were going to drink it right then, but wow. Seriously, I would venture to say that 1 in every 5 customers this morning bought some type of liquor. Which brings me to my next story... This guy in a shirt and tie comes to my checkstand and he is buying a 24 pack of Corona and some limes and he asks me for a bottle of Hornitos tequila from where it is locked up. So I turn and ask the bagger girl, who incedentally is older than me, and ask her to get me a bottle of Hornitos. But, I didn't use my proper Spanish pronounciation and then she and the customer started teasing me about being a white girl... So I said to the guy, in classic Viv style (which means really flirty) that I won't even tell you what I really do know how to say in Spanish... Well, of course he makes me tell him anyway So I said, "Me gustaria quitarse sus calcones con mis dientes." The guy laughed so hard and turned about twelve different shades of red, it was classic! So then the girl comes back with his tequila and sees him laughing and wants to know what I said to him. I tell her 'no way' and he says that he will have to use that phrase tonight. So as he is walking out the door I am shouting after him, "Make sure you tell them a white girl taught it to you!" For those of you who need a translation, it means 'I would like to take your underwear off with my teeth!' Aside from that I noticed grown men carrying those ridiculous velcro wallets I mean why would you really? How is that at all impressive? Anyway, as for the next chapter... I hope to have it finished by tomorrow. I have been a LOT preoccupied worrying about Davey and his family so... Thanks for being so patient to all my guys! Hugs, Viv PS. I have a new chat buddy and while I know it's not really his thing, I am lovin' it! He's a really great guy and I'm glad I'm getting to know him better... finally

Anytime hun... I really believe what I said, but no need to restate it all here... Hope things get better soon with Justin... Viv

Okay Green, Well, I think that it's definitely okay to take some time to figure out how you feel... maybe you are just so used to denying any feelings that you might have for Chaz or that he might have for you because it was the right thing to do before, that you are having trouble allowing yourself to feel those feelings now. Besides, it is totally understandable not to want to rush into something right away. Selene will understand that you can change your mind or be confused, she sounds like a good friend. One that can tell you like it is and not worry that you can't handle the truth. You can always count on someone like that to be there for you and support you. Glad to hear that you are doing some better guy... Hugs, Viv

So, cute hubby Rich just walked in here to tell me that the mayo he insisted on buying at Costco SUCKS!!!! It just officially went in the trash, GREAT WAY to SAVE!! Okay, so on another note.... I am so... proud of myself I guess. See, I got this email from a guy who read my story, and this is what it said: wow....... um i normally don't do this, well of course i normally dont get into a story like i felt absorbed into your. with one exception. Comicality....... From the first paragraph to the last i really got sucked into this one. Just very well thought out, and very well wrote. thank you and i look forward to reading the next chapter. It is so refreshsing to read a story where the author takes enough time to develop it. So I guess I should tell you that the first stories I ever read were Comicality's and I think he is awesome. I have read every story he has up except the scary vampire one, cause Vivian doesn't do scary!! Anyway, so to be compared to him is... WOW! Well, besides all that, I have to work today, later and I am usually off on Sundays so... I should have chapter 3 posted sometime later this week for those of you who are interested... Hugs to you all, Vivian

Green, Not much to say here really except that I'm sorry you are going through this and that I'm glad that you are talking to someone because that is an important step. Feel better soon okay... Hugs, Viv

First of all, MY coodies are cute! And second, I was the checkout girl the other day when the married 24 hour fitness gym guy came through my line and was way flirting... way nice ass on that guy, hehehe but he was soooooooooo married! As am I so it really didn't matter, but my point here is that it happens all the time, just be glad you are that cute, hot, sexy, pick your adjective... Yay for feeding 'that damn cat' who apparently has a name now too! Hugs, Viv

Okay, where should I even start? I guess the beginning would be a good place Well, Rich and I were laying in bed last night around 11:30 pm after we had anyway, my son walked into my room. My room is right next to the bathroom. He is just 4 and soooooo cute... but I digress, anyway I was laying on Rich's side of the bed instead of my own, and my son walked over to where I was and pulled his pants down and started peeing!! I pull the blankets up to shield myself from said pee, and Rich is saying "What are you doing?" Poor baby, my son has been sick and I gave him some medicine before bed so he would stop coughing and possibly help him to be able to breathe. I don't know if he was just confused and went into the wrong room, or if he was so medicated that he didn't know what he was doing, but he peed on me! :wacko: Anyway, Rich gets him back to bed and then we change the sheets and go to sleep. In the morning when he walked, my son said, "Mom, that's not your blanket..." Well, yeah! Cause you peed on mine. Bless his heart, he has absolutely no recollection of the whole thing... On to work! So, I think that last time I mentioned the girl I don't like too much and how I told her, nicely of course, to get her shit together... Anyway, I decided that my best plan of action here was to just go and talk to 'my way too cute for his own good or mine' boss about the whole thing, so I did. Well, after I basically told him how she was being uncooperative and useless, he said that she isn't exactly the most personable person. "Ya think!" :wacko: were my exact words to him. Then he told me that he would take care of everything and that I shouldn't worry. Yay!! I think I was chatting to Ben today when I told him that I would wait and talk to him in person instead of call him on the phone like I had originally planned to, because I do my best flirting in person I guess it worked, hehehehe! Before we had this talk though, I had to go back into a small storage area we have to look for something for a customer. I went in and turned on the lights. He walked out of his office which is right there and looked over at me and then shut the lights off, because he is always telling everyone to shut off the lights when they aren't needed. I could still see fine because the rest of the light in the store was bright enough. So I look over at 'my way too cute for his own good or mine' boss and said, "As much fun as it would be to be in the dark with you..." What is that phrase? 'Game, set, match' Mmm hmm, that's the one Okay, well besides all that I think that I am really loving writing this story! I was telling Rich last night that when I reread what I wrote previously, I am shocked that I wrote it. Lil' old me! As for an update on the hockey players and the locker room he apparently was given that post because they thought that since he was a bit older and married that he would be less likely to accept sexual favors from fans in exchange for letting them in or perhaps introducing them. Hmmmmm... And as for Sir Elton John :sword: it was an all too brief encounter because his job was to literally run out to the limo, in a circle of men that surrounded him, because he doesn't stay in the arena after the show at all. Diva? I think SO! Let's see, oh yes, one more thing. At work I was checking out customers today, as in they bring their groceries to my checksatnd and I ring up their purchase, etc. Anyway this guy comes into my line and he is about 16 I'd say, and he is buying condoms. You know the ones hidden behind the bread and the magazine he apparently also needed and the kid wouldn't even take off his sunglasses inside the store. So I go into this whole speech with a courtesy clerk kid about the same age after this customer left about how if you can't buy condoms without being embarrased about it then maybe you shouldn't be having sex in the first place, and then he tells me how he isn't embarrased at all and then just proved to me what kind of a jerk he really is by telling me some story about how some gay kid at his high school told his exgirlfriend that he doesn't care for said jerk and that said jerk thinks he is the shit, as in way too cool. So he decides to get the kid back after hearing this hearsay gossip by embarrasing him in the locker room after PE! He said that he told everyone else to watch what was going on and then when they were changing clothes he said, "Hey everyone, look at my d**k!" and of course gay kid turned around to look and of course everyone else saw him look and laughed at him. Well, I told said jerk that his behavior was sooooooo wrong and that he was sooooooo mean and that I expected more from him Did I say he was a jerk yet? Mmm hmm, he is! Oh, and a loser too Anyway, that's more than enough for now :wacko: Hugs, Vivian

Hi Guys, Okay let me clarify here... she said Mrs. Bravo meaning that that would be her name if they got married... And I have my 'way too cute for his own good or mine' boss wrapped around my cute little finger, the one without the wound currently so it's okay... I will give a whole update on that soon. Hugs, Vivian

What a day! and It's only 3:00... Lemme see here, it all started when I was awakened by my alarm clock at 1:30 am for work! I know that is an insane time to start my day, but it fits my schedule well, so I do it. Anyway, I start work at 3:00 am and it is a long day... retail and holidays together make for a really busy time at work. Anyway, I managed to break 3 nails today at work, and I don't even have long nails. I'm not one of those girly girls who whines when her nail breaks, but three in one day on the same hand and I have a wound! Have you ever been poked underneath your fingernail so hard that you bleed?? Well, that would be my wound, creating a painful reminder each time I am typing... After work, I rush around town trying to get home in time to have lunch with Rich, and then rush out again to my parent teacher conference for first trimester report cards. My daughter is in the fifth grade, and is a pubescent ball of attitude and hormonal mood swings already! :wacko: However, that is not the point of this story... the point is this... as we were leaving the conference we see the boy she has the major crush on... and as we are getting in the car to drive home she said... "Mrs. Bravo, that sounds good" :wacko: I'm not sure which one of these here smilies best represents what I felt after hearing that come out of my ten year olds mouth, but maybe ALL of them sum it up. Also, while I was at work, I was forced to deal with this girl that I don't particularly care much for... she is just selfish and fake, and I hate that, but I am nice anyway. Problem is, that she sucks at her job and my boss keeps giving me her duties to do on top of all of my own and I'll just say that I can run circles around this chick, but she pissed me off today so I sorta... kinda... tactfully told her that she should learn to communicate better. Whatever! On the upside, I have started the next chapter of From Behind Those Eyes and I'm really excited about where the story is going. Thank you guys so much for all the nice words and encouragement, it means alot to me... I really like hearing what you all think of it so far! Hugs, Viv

Dom, I don't care what you call it, it's f**kin awesome! Feel better soon Dom, and if it makes you feel better, my cat and dog get along most of the time. Hugs, Viv

Happy Birthday to my quarter century old cheez it eating, green loving, amazing pillar of a friend! Hope it was a great one! Viv

Okay Michael, just for you hun TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey Name: Birthday: Eye Color: Hair Color: Height: Right Handed or Left Handed: Your Heritage: The Shoes You Wore Today: Your Weakness: Your Fears: Your Perfect Pizza: Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: Thoughts First Waking Up: Your Best Physical Feature: Your Bedtime: Pepsi or Coke: Do you Smoke: Do you Swear: Do you Sing: Do you belive in yourself: Do you think you are Attractive: Are you a Health Freak: Do you play an Instrument: Ever been called a Tease: What country would you most like to Visit: Number of CDs I own: Number of Piercings: Number of Tattoos: Saying that Bothers You:

Okay, here is another one... I don't know why, but I find these things so intruiging, just giving someone the chance to answer about themselves and not being forced to choose an answer that only partially applies to them, like when you are given choices 'a' through 'd' and some sound a little like you but none are really accurate either. Anyway, have fun, I did TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey Name: Vivian, Viv, Vivy (to Jon), Vivian! (to Joey!), Sweetie (to Davey), Hun (to Chris), Sugar (to Matt, sometimes), and Honey (to Rich) Ace (my camp name, you can't imagine how tired you can get of hearing your own name until you have spent 3 days witha bunch of 9 year old girls) Yikes, I almost forgot Mooooooooooooom!!!, hehehe Birthday: June 20th, 1977 Eye Color: Hazel green, brown Hair Color: Dark auburn brown Height: 5'3" Right Handed or Left Handed: Right Your Heritage: Italian, German, Irish, Romanian... The Shoes You Wore Today: Flip flops and loafers for work Your Weakness: People who ask me for things cause I have this tendency to not know how to say no. Your Fears: I guess I'll go with death, but really it is not being here to see my kids and their kids, etc. Your Perfect Pizza: Any kind with extra cheese and veggies, yumm Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Take some time for myself, I think I am getting better at it slowly. Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: hehehehehe Thoughts First Waking Up: I'm cold... brrrr Your Best Physical Feature: Hmmm, I guess I'll go with my.... Crap I don't know, you tell me! Your Bedtime: After the kids go to bed and Pepsi or Coke: Coke but I really perfer water to be honest. Do you Smoke: NO! Do you Swear: Mmm hmmm, but I'm cute so I can get away with it Do you Sing: Yes! I am so that crazy chick in her car next to you singing! Do you belive in yourself: Yes, but I also know my limits. Do you think you are Attractive: I have my good points just like everyone does, I dunno really... Are you a Health Freak: No, but I am trying to be healthy. Do you play an Instrument: No Ever been called a Tease: Only playfully by Rich... What country would you most like to Visit: Italy definately! and I have been seeing some great pictures of Scotland lately Number of CDs I own: Less than 50, I don't know exactly Number of Piercings: 4 - 2 in each ear, but I only wear one pair of earrings so... Number of Tattoos: 0 Saying that Bothers You: Six of one, half a dozen of the other... supposed to mean the same thing but how can some of one thing and some of a whole other thing be the same thing???? Okay that's all folks... As for an update I think I will try and send in the next chapter tonight so that it should hopefully be up by tomorow... but I won't be able to until late so it may be Thursday before it actually is up for you to read... Thanks for all the kind words guys! It means a lot to me, really... Hugs, Viv

Okay, so my day started early as usual, and when I say early I mean 1:30 am, which is when I get up for work, ugh. Anyway I went to check my schedule for next week, which is the same every week anyway, same days and shifts for over a year now, and it is all screwed up for next week. I'm not scheduled to do the job I always do and so I immediately look to see who is scheduled instead... anyway I figure I'll wait and ask the girl I work with when she finally rolls out of bed and joins me at 6:00 am. So when she finally shows up and I have been wondering and worrying , not really sure why except that no one said anything to me about making any changes, I ask her what the deal is with my schedule for next week. Now I am her backup or assistant although we basically do the same job, and she tells me she has no idea what's up and that she hasn't seen the schedule. She tells me that my 'way too cute for his own good or mine' boss said she was supposed to train this other girl. So I'm thinking...hmmmmmmmm?? So she walks off giving me absolutely no useful information and I am left still wondering what the f**k is going on and decide that when my 'way too cute for his own good or mine' boss comes in at 8:00 am that I will ask him exactly that! We kind of have this fun, friendly, flirty, joking relationship so no worries about the language, anyway, I figure that attacking him when he walks in the door or just camping out in his office is not the way to go here so I just have to get my control freak self to chill out and wait till I run into him on the sales floor. It happens every other day so I know it will eventually. :wacko: So when I do finally run into him I go up and this is the conversation that took place: Viv: Umm, can we have a little talk about my schedule next week? (big smiles and shameless flirting of course) Boss: Why didn't you apply for any of the scan coordinator openings? Viv: (not the response I was expecting):blink:I don't think I'm ready yet. Boss: Yeah you are, you know more than the girl from my last store. Viv: But I don't know everything yet. Boss: You'll be fine, besides I already talked to Cindy (lady in charge of this department for our region) and you are filling out the bid form today. Viv: Uh, oh... well what store is it for? (don't really want to transfer away from all the friends I have, but I am currently at my 7th store already so...) Boss: I don't know but don't worry, they won't put you too far from home. Then I get home from work and Rich made me some lunch! Yay, and then I took a nap , followed by the great sex , and then I got up and checked my blog here and saw all your great messages and I checked my email and I had 9 fan mails from readers of my story! Also Tony is home visiting from college this weekend so I got to hang with him a little although most of his time is spent visiting friends or the girlfriend, but I understand. Okay now the story update... I have the next chapter done already, cause I knew people would be as demanding as I am and it will be up maybe by Tuesday or Wednesday, depending how much writing I get done this tomorrow.

Holy crap!!! That is a great story! The upside is at least you didn't forget your paper... Viv

Okay, so always the giver huh? Sounds like me a little which can get you into trouble emotionally at times, but I guess it's what makes us who we are so... Anyway Green, lots of for you for being such a good human being. Viv

Okay, so some of you may remember me previously thanking certain people for their help on this 'thing' I was working on... I will say today, for the record that I am writing a story... Yay! (I hope anyway) I will be posting it on www.nifty.org sometime this week for anyone who is interested in reading it. It's called 'From Behind Those Eyes' and will most likely be in the High School section. I have heard it's good but then again, the guys who are telling me that know I WILL kick some ass if they aren't nice to me, and or kinda really like me so I guess I will leave it up to you to decide for yourselves. This is my first real attempt at writing something of my own after editing and proofing for some other great authors, so beware, it might really suck although I hope not, I really have tried to make it good and easy to read... and don't forget HOT! hehehe Anyway, on to the public thank you portion of the blog... I guess I will start with Matthew PazCastillo I know he will hate this and deny any involvement, hehehe, but he is the one who talked me into trying to write a story in the first place. He has been my mentor, advisor, motivator, and definately friend, so to Matty, I say thank you so much! On to my two little brothers, Davey and Chris... What can I say really? Davey has saved my ass on this soooooo many times I can't even count and he and Chris shared a very personal story with me to help me 'research' I guess I'll call it. Countless hours of reading proofs and planning, plotting, and collaborating together... thanks guys, I love you both so much!! (One for each of you) Okay, now on to the peanut gallery just kidding, you guys have helped so much by encouraging me and telling me how great the story is and demanding more :wacko: hehehe Joey! for his vocabulary and thesaurus skills. Drew for his companionship and being the guy I bounce stuff off of. Jon for never acknowledging my shameless flirting, it's in my nature, I can't help it Jared for appreciating muscles, who doesn't? Will for actually being able to shock me, and that takes a lot. Mike for your well thought out comments, I really appreciate your time. Jules for just being you... Let me see, did I miss anyone here? I think YES! I should thank Rich for sharing the computer with me, even if it was by force most of the time I love you honey!! Anyway, enough sappy stuff! Please enjoy the story and let me know what you think. Hugs, Viv PS. Joey is so the man right now!! I have just heard back from nifty and it should be up tomorrow in the high school section, thanks to Joey, who in case you didn't hear... is the man!

Okay, so let me just start by saying that I have just finished eating a bag of yummy cheese popcorn for breakfast So yesterday was Sunday and I usually try to go grocery shopping on Sundays because even though I work in the grocery store when I get off work, no one is here to help carry in all the groceries I just spent an hour shopping for, so I wait and get help on when they are home, even if it means I am there on my day off! Well, Rich has 'decided' that it would be 'better' and 'cheaper' if we tried shopping at Costco. It is some big warehouse place where you buy items in bulk quantities for a cheaper price. Anyway you have to be a member to shop there so after he finds us the parking space the furthest possible place from the door, and looks over at me blushing, and says "What?" I take that opportunity to ask him if they provide a shuttle service to the door... anyway we get inside and we have to fill out the membership form and pay $45 to join and then the guy says we have to take our pictures to go on the back of rhe membership cards... We begin the shopping... and my daughter, the drama queen, but oh so sweet, is in tears saying how she wants to go back to Albertsons, and it's not going to be her fault if we get lost in here cause we don't know where anything is in this big ass place, and I think she can tell I'm pissed, but I have reconciled myself to the fact that we have to try it so that he can figure out how this plan just sucks... and she keeps asking me if I'm okay and if I'm mad... obvious I guess, but we press on... So after we make our way around the humongous place once and I have picked up some items on my list, I say, "Okay, I think we're done here," and Rich makes this face at me like... you have got to be kidding me... and then the argument ensues... or angered discussion I guess I'll call it cause we weren't yelling or anything, I mean come on, what kind of person do you take me for? Anyway, I try to calmly point out how it isn't cheaper to buy 12 tomatoes for $7 if you will only use 2 by the time they go bad and you have to throw them out and how it doesn't make sense to me to buy 4 containers of orange juice which you have to keep refridgerated when we won't have room for anything else then. He says he really wants us to try to get all the stuff on the list from there, even if that means we have to try a different brand than we are used to, and then I tell him that I refuse to buy my produce there for the above mentioned reason and that where will we put the gallon sized jar of mayo? I mean really, come on now, who needs that much mayo? Plus by the time you put the four containers of orange juice and the two minimum gallons of milk and then the gallon of mayo, where else will we put anything in the fridge? And we have a BIG fridge! So he proceeds to drag us around AGAIN on the second lap to go over the list AGAIN... sigh. By this time I am... way pissed, putting it nicely, but I am being cool about it cause I know this is how he works... and I think I better let him try to be in control once in a while... anyway, we leave there spending $200 on top of the $45 membership fee, and then still have to go to the regular grocery store anyway to get the things this place didn't have or I refused to budge on, like produce. Spent $85 more dollars there and then got home and carried all the crap inside and put it away before I make dinner. We finally sit down to eat at like 8:10 pm... and then have to rush to get the kids ready for school and in bed. Anyway, all this and I forgot to mention the little old sample lady rapping about her seven layer bean dip that she was sampling And to top it all off... he called me picky and stubborn and a sabatuer of his great plan! Mm hmm that is what I said... SABATUER!!!, as if! Hmph... anyway so the one good thing that came of the whole trip was when I picked up the colossal bag of cheese popcorn bags and said "If we have to be here, I am at least getting cheese popcorn!" So, hence the cheese popcorn for breakfast... but crap I would rather starve than have to go through that ever again... but wait, sigh, we are MEMBERS now! Crap!!! Deep breaths now, I have a colossal bag of super yummy cheese popcorn to get me through this, hehehe Hugs, Viv

Not scary! More like sweet... Viv

Okay, is it 'To Live Is To Die' by Metallica? Great Song there!!!! Viv

Happy, Happy Birthday to You! Wishing you an amazing year! Hope it's a great one... We all love ya lots! Vivian

Well, what an utterly exhausting and annoying day I had, well only a few parts of it, but still.... So I had to be at work at 3 am again for the third day in a row, just like every week, so I am used to being completely delerious by Saturday, but today in particular, I had to take my kids to a birthday party after I finished my 8 hour shift. I couldn't say no, I mean this girl and my daughter have been friends since preschool so for about 8 years now. Anyway, the mom, who drives me absolutely crazy, which is really hard to do by the way, tells me to be there at noon so I take a change of clothes to work with me and change before driving over to the place to meet Rich who is bringing the kids from home. I get there and she isn't there yet, and then doesn't show up for another 35 minutes as we sit there waiting... so when she finally does grace us with her presence, she is pissed because she has told the place where she was having the party at that she did not need balloons or plates or anything because she had already bought a bunch of stuff. She is yelling at her daughter, and mine, YELLING! to have them clear the plates and cups that the place had set up so she can decorate the one really long table that is reserved for her party. Now I have complained before to Rich about this lady and he always tells me to just be nice... shocking really cause I am ALWAYS nice, even if I don't like you.... anyway I should interject at this point that I am a total control freak. I usually end up in the middle of whatever is going on at the moment because people are so disorganized and I can just do so much better so I guess I feel it is my duty to do it. In fact I think people actually expect it from me now which brings me to the next part of the story. So I am just sitting there, watching her freak out and YELL at MY kid to help her, and Rich is watching me and can tell that the wheels in my head are turning and he is laughing, wondering how long it is gonna take me to get up and kick some ass and take over. I see him laughing and then decide to keep my ass firmly planted on the bench it's currently on because it's not my party, I'm exhausted and I don't know how much more I can actually handle from her at the moment, and I hate it when he thinks he knows me so well. Well that lasted like a minute... maybe, because then the waiter guy showed up who was supposed to host the party or whatever and she freaked out at him and that was it. He was looking at me like HELP! So I get up and go into Viv mode and in like two minutes the tableclothes were on with her placemats and plates and napkins and cups, each place setting identical. Well, she put Rich to work assembling goodie bags for the kids and then I laughed at him cause he won't say no, no matter how bad he wants to. Anyway, now me and the waiter guy are having unspoken conversations because this lady is a total freak... So Rich is about to take my son to go play in the arcade when she stops him and asks him to please hang up some streamers, which he has been avoiding thus far. I laugh again, and then decide I had better help him since I am sure he has no idea what he is doing. Well he hangs the middle up for me, since I am just so short and then I send him off to play in the arcade. Well some lady at the next table asks me if I have made the glass snowmen she has put all over the table and I laugh because they are all obviously (at least to me) store bought but I ask her why she thought that, did she think I seemed like the crafty type... cause I am, but I just wondered and then another lady yelled at me to stop making her look bad with all the decorations and my only defense was "It's not even my party!" So then we eat, and the kids go off to play and ride rides. I am dwindling down at this point and so ready to go home, but we can't yet because we still have to have cake and sing and open presents, etc. Long story already, but she can tell I want to go now and knows I am tired and that I have already worked today, so she starts offering to let my daughter stay and that she will drive her home later. Well, and let me make this perfectly clear when I tell you this, the words 'NOT EVEN OVER MY DEAD BODY" don't begin to cover it and I'll tell you why. She is a drunk, and Rich even said when we got there that he could smell the alcohol on her... think I am letting my kid get in a car with her ever? Nuh uh! So my daughter starts getting an attitude, like 10 year olds do , so I have to drag her little behind off away from everyone to tell her, which up until this point I have kept a secret because she didn't really need to know, that this mom has a drinking problem and that it would be so unsafe for her to be in a car with that mom driving. I make her swear and promise not to repeat what I have just told her, even to her friend who's mom this is, especially her. Anyway, I am now so tired and frustrated and pissed that I have had to be put into that situation in the first place that I really need to go, but it's time for cake now so I wait. What a mistake! I watched as we sang Happy Birthday and then they sang the Spanish version as well because that is her culture right before her mom shoves her face into the cake! Then proceeds to serve that same cake to the guests! I was so out of there! I left Rich and the kids there and came straight home. He followed like 45 minutes later after the presents had been opened and more rides had been riden. Aside from that, and yes there is more, an old guy hit on me today... well not really old, but old for me, probably like 45. Anyway I am the scan coordinator at the store I work in so I am reaponsible for scan accuracy at the register when you purchase something. So I was doing an audit of the store, checking for expired sale tags. If I find an expired tag I pull it off the shelf and then I stick it on my sweater sleeve until I can put them onto a piece of paper at end, keeping them separated by department, so I effectively have them stuck to me in groups. Anyway, so the weird guy passes me on an aisle and says, "Selling yourself pretty cheap there aren't you?" So I give him a look that says I know you didn't just f**kin say that to me. He is so lucky, in my delerious and exhausted state that I didn't actually say anything out loud.... So he goes on to try and explain with a huge ass foot in his mouth how he said that because I have price tags all over me, as if I didn't understand why he had said what he said. So my only response was, "Well, I have so many (tags on me) it just depends what you want." I walked away! LOSER! Hehehehe So I have the next two days off, and thank goodness, cause I will definately need that long to recover from all this! The project is coming along nicely and should be reasy for it's unveiling in about 2-3 weeks I'd say. Thanks to my motivator, who recently told me he was proud, yes I said PROUD of me!! SO excited about that! And to my partner in crime here, my collaborative partner, no words will ever be enough sweetie! Love you all, MWAH! Viv