One Crazy Prenuptial Agreement

I have had such a handful going on since my last post! Let's see...OK, it doesn't seem like much written (typed) down, but it was for me! Work, work, work...a small fraction of time with old friends, seeing my babies here and there...and work. Yep.

Real exciting.

But let me just add that my life wouldn't be much of one if I didn't have things to do, so I guess I don't mind too much.

Brittany's memorial was last Saturday. I was glad to see many people come to acknowledge her life and not her passing. I am happy that her parents requested that everyone who attended wear colorful attire and nothing black. Her parents are tough cookies. Brittany was so very loved. Rest in peace Brittany.



It's getting hotter. I am almost not looking forward to summer. My husband doesn't do the beach or pool thing very much. Bummer since I live in Southern California. Oh well, his loss, I have plenty of other beach happy friends!

I'd better get back to my babies, the little one has fallen asleep to "Wow Wow Wubzy" and he doesn't take long naps, wouldn't want him to wake up without me. :)

On to

Wacky News Wednesday!

I do believe that if this was in the news, it may have been just a couple of years ago, but I stumbled upon it recently and just thought it was ridiculous! Prenuptial agreements...could they really be as outrageous as this one?

http://festville.com/index.php/2007/08/08/cedric-and-yvette-mcneals-prenuptial-agreement/

(Note: My personal favorite paragraphs: "VIIII":Not communicating with husband's physicians about any mental illness he may possess; "IV": She will conduct her self as a fit minister's wife (although I don't believe Mr. McNeal is one!); & "XI": Wife will not have her husband arrested. Hmmm... why did this poor woman decide to sign her life over to a most likely insane man? This is just so bizarre I had to post it! Enjoy!

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Reality TV Relieves Even The Biggest Headache!

Okay, so my 1st day back in the squadron wasn't so bad. My partner-in-crime was there to work right alongside with me. I found out that my supervisor has been trying to promote me to Senior Airman for the past four (!) months and the MPF (kinda like the "home" or personnel building for each individual air force base) keeps rejecting my approval application without good reason. Ugh! That bothers me like nothing other. I honestly think that it really is "every man for himself" sometimes in the military, even though they constantly mention having a wingman by your side. I don't get it sometimes.

I was so happy to step into the mall yesterday! Carter's makes the absolute cutest baby clothes out there and they were having a 50-70% off sale yesterday! Carter's baby clothes is like the Macy's or Nordstrom's of baby clothing! :D

My ex is crazy. No wonder he is my ex, right? I rarely ever talk to him, as he usually can't man up most of the time and just have mature adult communication with me. He will usually only talk to me if he really wants something or needs my help. Today was one of those days. The whole conversation didn't go very well. I'd rather not mention what his issue was, but all I can say is that some men are just crazy nuts.

Son is amazing! He is growing up so quickly, I swear. He is an absolute ball of fun and laughter. He has such a personality. His dad does, too. They're definitely related in that aspect! And what makes it 100X better is those beautiful deep dimples he shows us when he gives a smile!
Enough personal talk. It's

Essential Things Thursday!

1.Honey Roasted Peanuts. OMG. Those things are so addicting. Savory & sweet all in one!

2.An award. Everyone is good at something. No one is good at everything. So when you're having a down day, just remember that you're an expert at playing the piano, surfing big waves, or even geometry.

3. Lotion. Soft skin is a must! And not keeping your skin moisturized is not neccesarily good for you either! BONUS: a good smelling one!

4.A favorite reality television show. You better admit it: you like at least one, if not five! My personal favorites are "Survivor" and "Project Runway." Yay for Bravo tv!

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5."Always and never are two words you should always remember never to use."
-- Wendell Johnson

Thou Shalt Not Steal. It's Just So Rude.

When you have a new baby in the house, you really start to notice the changes in various things week by week (aside from the obvious baby that you're caring for, I mean!). It's Easter morning, and I am intently enjoying my off time from work, writing, relaxing, and sitting right next to my happily babbling son. What a happy baby. It's hard to believe that nearly two months ago this poor kid was plagued by the unfortunate stage of colic. Nowadays, he smiles and laughs more than ever. Yeah right, we will see how he acts in about another month or two. What will he find to cry about then? ;)

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On a minor silly note, a few co-workers, bosses and I went to dine at the Cheesecake Factory (YUM!) in a little celebration for achieving the most sales in our division. Go Northern California! The good news- I had a delicious salmon meal along with a supreme chocolate Godiva cheesecake (seriously, chocolate overload, but it tasted so divine!) The bad news- I offered it to my mother-in-law. What the hell? I vividly remember telling her about the yummy dessert and that she could try "bite."
Yes, that was my exact word.
And no, a bite, in my mind, does not translate to devour the whole thing like you'll never had a good treat like that again in your lifetime. Now, I am not upset at the fact that I had a mere two bites of the cheesecake, I am flustered that she took it upon her self to snatch it right up in her unforgiving little mouth. Angry? Maybe for a few minutes. Honestly I wasn't really that mad, and I didn't confront her about it. Besides, if I did, what would she do, regurgitate it? Yuck. I wouldn't want an apology for her lack of good listening (or maybe she knew what I said, but she didn't care?). I know that we have a very poor standing relationship, and I think she used that situation to use her control and power, like I have clearly noticed she likes to do in the past. One key item of advice, MIL, if you just got a job and got over your fear of dealing with real live imperfect people, you just might be a little happier. I'm sorry, but blaming other people for your problems isn't gonna get you where you want to be. No wonder you rarely go out in public or have many friends; most normal people wouldn't put up with your annoying bullshit.

Okay, I'm done venting. It really just had to be done, I was slightly aggravated.

I have decided to modify my blog a little bit. I am going to throw away Super 5, as I only did that one time anyway, stick with Essential things, no links for Wednesday. I like to write, but I don't want to make all my blogs just about linkage; I want to be able to put my own two cents in about whatever need be that day I choose to write. Amateur blogger I am, but I am willing to learn day by day. If anyone has advice to give to me on writing, I would gratefully accept it.

Until next time... Happy Easter and enjoy this upcoming week!

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Music To My Ears

It's my "weekend" again, yeah! I am up early again with my son, watching as he intently observes the new colorful rattle I bought him... he is growing up so fast! I told his dad last night I didn't want him to grow up; I want him to stay small forever, or at least for a long time. Not possible, I know. He's just so cute and innocently sweet, I know that this day fifteen years from the the story won't be so similar.. well, we shall see about that, he just might be a mama's boy! :)
At his doctor's appointment he weighed in at 15 lbs and 6 ounces, growing five inches since the day he was born nearly four months ago. He's growing like a weed! He was a trooper for his shots too; His pacifier was definitely his best friend! DJ is absolutely beautiful.

I am sad yet content with my friend Brittany's passing last Saturday. I visited her one last time that morning, and although she did not talk back to me, I still believe that she listened as I spoke to her. I did not like to see her in the condition that she was in. I hope from the bottom of my heart that her passing was truly painless. After six years of sickness, the pain is gone and for that I am grateful. I am thankful to have had her in my life; she made me see things from a different perspective and she has reminded me to be positive and courageous.

And now, on with...

Essential Things Thursday!

1. Music. I think, that for a lot of people, music is an outlet to vent, just like writing is for a good number of bloggers out there. The best thing about it is, any genre of good music can please any ear.

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2. A good salad. Mine? I'll take a Caesar salad any day!

3. Go see "I Love You, Man", featuring Paul Rudd (Knocked Up) & Jason Segal (Forgetting Sarah Marshall). HILARIOUS. I would go see it again in theaters. It is about a man who becomes engaged to the love of his life, and he finds that he has no male friends. This is his quest to finding himself a best man for his wedding.

4. 20 questions. Ever played that game before? If you're bored at work, or taking a 10 minute break from cleaning up the house, go to http://www.20q.net and see if you can outsmart it!

5. "Maybe part of loving is learning to let go." ~From the television show The Wonder Years

Crazy Coffee-Cup-Throwing People!

Spalatch! That is the first "word" that came to my mind. Yes, I believe I made it up. Ha ha. Friday's are usually no fun, considering it's my day back at work from having two days off. I can't even really think of how to relay my thoughts in an organized way. So take it as it is.

First of all, I was extremely upset to walk out of my favorite donut shop knowing they didn't haved anymore cream cheese croissants. For shame!

I'm very saddened to learn that my friend of 11 years will be taken off of the respirator she has been relying on for the past week, tomorrow. Apparently the doctors believe that we are hoping for the inevitable. She is not getting any better, and the infection continues to envelop in her body and her vital organs. Brittany has been sick for a long while now and she is aware that her life is lived on eggshells, unfortunately. All I can do now is hope and have faith and that is what I have been continuing to tell myself.

My son is doing well. It's funny, he has finally found the binky that he likes to use most, the "MAM" brand pacifiers. I think those are the cutest ones with all the silly designs on the front nub. At first I felt kind of guilty for suggesting he use a pacifer. I hear those horrible stories and peoples' children having a hard time weaning off of them or messing up their teeth. My daughter, who is three years old now, never used a binky nor sucked her thumb so I've never had to deal with that before. But alas, I am allowing DJ to do so. Not everybody is perfect, right?

Work has been interesting. I work for a pest control company and I manage accounts in the northern California area. Unfortunately, I came back to work today to find out that one of our inspectors had gotten himself fired because he threw his coffee cup at a customer for not calling us at the office to cancel the appointment she set (she set it but decided she did not want to proceed with treatment from our company, and she did not give us a call to cancel.) Why are some people so crazy? And what the heck lead him to do that? Now I understand why some people (AHEM! M-I-L!!) don't work. My goodness! I'm still in shock that he did that. But I suppose I understand why our company let him go, I would be extremely upset if I was a customer and had that done to me.

Well that would be all the news so far. I have nothing special to post, it is Friday, work tomorrow morning, so nothing exciting for tonight. So until next time!

dear mother-in-law,...

I hate to be neglectful of my blog.
Too bad my life is just so crazy and busy!

I went back to work this past Monday after being out for three months. They completely changed everything around, from the computer system and how to handle customer accounts, to where I sit (YES! I don't have to sit in the CORNER anymore!), to my supervisor. Whew. I guess I am pleased with the changes overall. It's too bad I still have to work in the first place.

Babies are doing well, DJ will be three months old on the 19th! Daddie's parents are killing me though! To make a long story short, both of his parents don't work due to health issues that prevent them from having the ability (so she says, hmmm..). I have argued my point time & time again on why I think DJ should just go to a baby sitter. If you have health problems, wouldn't that mean you CAN'T watch a child? Isn't that why you are on disability in the first place? I happen to consider taking care of a child as WORK!

I lost the argument of course. Whatever. I say if you want to watch him, then do it, but if I hear one PEEP about how you can't handle it anymore, well, screw you, you messed up, and you better acknowledge that I am right. I am just waiting on when his parents (mostly his dear mother) are gonna start complaining about how difficult it is to watch him. She already started yesterday by bringing up the fact that he spits up after he eats. Her tone of voice was really annoyed, like maybe I should be "fixing" his spit up "problem" and I'm not doing anything about it. Right. The thing I don't understand is, wasn't she a parent herself? Evidently, neither of her two children spit up their milk/formula in their life. She calls it "throw up" instead of "spit up." I guess to make it sound much more horrible than it already is.
I could go on and on about this lady, my god.

I think the thing I've learned though, is that sons fear and respect their mother's more than anything. I can understand that and I do agree, but I think that can only go so far. If a son can't differentiate when his mother is wrong and can't bring it to her attention, then it's obvious that the relationship is not healthy and, well, he doesn't have any balls.

All I can really do now is remind myself that it's not a big deal, and the best thing to get over the situation is to laugh at it. Oh yes, and maybe blog about it, too. And maybe move real far away....? I've heard Texas has some nice land out there...

Here are some site that I have come across ... just to have a laugh...

There is a "How-To" for everything. Here is a very valuable how to..
http://www.ehow.com/how_2069904_keep-from-killing-annoying-inlaws.html
..And how NOT to become an annoying mother-in-law (just because she is, doesn't mean you should be!)
http://www.ehow.com/how_2285728_not-be-annoying-mother-inlaw.html
There are some basic rules to dealing with them. Yes, in-laws can be difficult.
http://life.familyeducation.com/in-laws/family/48061.html
Here is a blog about hellish mother-in-laws..glad I'm not the only one who thinks so!
http://motherinlawhell.com/


Here are my personal, from experience tips on how to deal with or act around your MIL.
1.Lie to her. She made some roast beef? Tell her that it was excellent! DON'T tell her she should have flavored it more. She just might beat you up.
2.Avoid long conversations. She probably doesn't really want to hear what you have to say anyway.
3.Give her as little information as possible. She does not need to know everything about you and your husband's life.
4. NEVER, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, EVER argue in with your husband in front of her. She will butt in, and of course, take his side. Whether he is wrong or not.

Thank god for blogs. Thank you to everyone who listens, and can identify with at least some of what I go through.

Today, Mushrush!

Not too much has happened since my last post, what can I say, this is the life of a mommy with a brand new baby. But I love it. Unfortunately I have to go back to work within two weeks. But what can I say, I can't complain too much, I've got most everything I want and need.
I really don't have anything specific to write about today, so here goes what's currently on my mind:

1. Mushrush. I'm stuck on that word. What a word.

2. I've been on this laptop all day. my new favorite site that I've come across so far is http://www.thisisindexed.com. Hilarious!

3. I know I just made a post about colic and my son. Well, for the past 3 or 4 days he has been an absolute angel! When you have a baby who cries inconsolably at least 6 hours out of the 8 that your spouse is away at work, and then all of sudden, he smiles at everything, you really notice a difference. I am so happy and relieved he is getting better.

4.I came across another great website, http://www.carbonrally.com. This site includes information on challenges that you and your family can create to help you live healthy and greener. Honestly I am nothing near a green freak, but I do like to think that I attempt to help preserve the environment somehow.

So I am off to enjoy the rest of my day, being lazy and spending time with my son.

Things To Do, Places To Be, People To Meet

Yes, there are so many things that I want to learn & accomplish by the time I'm...whatever age. I want to share my list and be able to say I have done every one of these things:

1. Learn to do Yoga, and use it as regular exercise.

2.Write a book on my life.

3.Rockclimbing. Snowboarding. Waterskiing.

4.Have my kiss at Times Square on New Year's Eve.

5.Wine tasting in Italy.

6.Plant at least five different types of flowers. Maintain.

7.Be on a game/reality television show, i.e., "The Amazing Race"

8.Meet an actor or a singer.

9.When the time comes, my children will pay for half of their first car. Whatever they save up to buy their car, I will pay for half.

10.Learn a type of dance that I don't know (salsa??)

11.Learn how to play golf.

12.White water rafting. That seriously scares me just watching it done on t.v.

13. Take my kids to Walt Disney World for a week.

14.Run a marathon. Hopefully for a charity.

15.Ride in a hot air balloon (ahhh!!)

16.Mardi Gras in New Orleans!

17.Get LASIK to have better vision (I am so iffy about anything that touches my eyes).

18.Read at least 25 "Classic" books.

19. Volunteer with Habitat for Humanity.

20. Visit my mom's home country, the Philippines.

I have many other goals to accomplish in my life, but those are just a few interesting ones that I wanted to share. I look forward to accomplishing ALL of them!

Information on visiting Walt Disney World: http://disneyworld.disney.go.com/
How to start Yoga:http://www.yogapoint.com/info/basicmovement.htm
Beginniner's guide to flowers:http://www.gardenguides.com/plants/flowers/
Prepare to run a marathon:http://running.about.com/od/halfmarathonsmarathons/a/firstmarathon.htm

One More Thing

I have considered writing a story on my life a few times, I’m sure some would find it interesting. I think it’s incredibly unique and although I didn’t thoroughly appreciate everything I went through, I have learned plenty of lessons. This post is my life so far in a nutshell.

Commonly enough I was born nearly 23 years ago to my mom and my M.I.A. father. Evidently my dad knew about my existence but chose not to have practically anything to do with me. I’m sure my mom was aware that he didn’t care one bit so she kept me private from his side of the family, until I was three years old, hospitalized for anemia (blood transfusion, yeah!). He “finds out” about me three weeks prior to marrying my (cliche) evil step-mom, Shelley. Mom is still single and poor living in Garden Grove until I turn six. She meets a man who later became my abusive step-father. By the way, I would like to add that I am not looking for any empathy I am just telling it like it is. Life happens.

We move to the city of sin for about a year (as my step-father was in the great U.S. Air Force as a military COP and stationed at Nellis A.F.B.). We also move to cities like Sonoma, Tustin, Lake Forest, and Westminster. Yes, a lot of moving. Something I would NEVER do to my children.

Probably the worst part of my life (so far!) happens here. Being a victim of continuous abuse is agonizing yet it seems just a part of everyday life. To make matters worse, a child who is in an abusive situation completely throws off his or her perception of life and the way it should/could be. I chose to bring my story to the police when I was 13 years old. My step-dad went to jail for a while and my mom stayed with him.That fact alone is completely devastating. My mom is from a different country in Asia and I really believe that her choosing her husband over child is something she would have learned where she is from. Although the doctors stated they had plenty of evidence to put him away for life and beyond he did not stay in the pen. I chose not to testify against him. I know that I was afraid and ashamed of everything and I couldn’t bring myself to the stand. But I choose not to regret keeping my mouth shut.

Unfortunately I kept a few grudges during high school. Of course, because my mom chose her criminal husband over me I was forced to live with my real father. At this point I am 14 years old starting my first year of high school. I didn’t have too much fun or good memories during this era. I was very unhappy with what both sets of parents had done to me. I didn’t get along with my step-mom. I wasn’t popular in high school at all and I reverted back to what I knew. I had somewhat of a “boyfriend” who was very abusive also. In fact I carried this way of behavior on until my very last boyfriend. I’ve gone through three crazy partners. It has taken me 21 years to see that I am an important person and I should never stand for abuse or disrespect.

My last boyfriend is the father of my first child, Riley. He was a nice person at first, but eventually became very controlling. He was also quite a bit older than me (at 18 years old, he was 25). Living with him was “Jackie, do things this way” or “Jackie you better dress like that” et cetera. I am still not out of the abusive mode, and I didn’t realize that being controlled can be a form of abuse too. He was the first (and only, I will never stand for this again) boyfriend to cheat on me, with his ex-girlfriend. His explanation for his poor actions was that he felt so sorry for her having to go to Iraq for awhile (she is the mother of his first child, so they have ties. Whatever.)

I left him after three trying years, and now I am with the person I would pretty much call my husband. I couldn’t have it any better or be treated any sweeter. I will not stand for any form of abuse again. My two goals in life are to enjoy the ride and make my children happy. I am proud to say that I have endured abuse and walked right past it. No one deserves to live with abuse.

For help, or if you believe you know a victim of abuse please call:

The National Domestic Violence Hotline> 1-800-799-7233

The Childhelp National Abuse Hotline>1-800-4-A-CHILD

RAINN: Rape, Abuse, & Incest National Network>1-800-656-HOPE