Eff the eff off

Yes, It's fedupgrrl again.
Gawd, I'm awful.
Today's hate is all about my least fave co-worker. Someone with whom I have no communication. Someone who gives me the evil eye in front of customers and makes me go into the walk-in and scream my head off in frustration.
I want to quit, I want to run away and never come back.
Get on a bus and get off in Wawa and walk in to a diner and get a job serving coffee and scrambled eggs in an orange uniform with a polyester tiara in my hair.
THAT would be ten times better than working with my mother.
Thank you, you've been kind. If you don't hear from me, check the road stops along the Trans Canada for a trucker hag named Annie. That's where I'll be.

Where I can speak my mind

This blog, for all intents and purposes, has become a feeder to my typepad site and so no one really reads it anymore. Or so I assume. Correct me if I'm wrong.
So I think I'm actually going to post all the negative, hurtful shit that's on my mind here so anyone involved in said shit doesn't read it. Maybe I'm being naive.
Tonight I'd like to rant about the fact a certain someone at my store did not place an order with our drink supplier last week and consequently, we are out of a shitload of stuff smack in the middle of March Break. I'm not sure if any of you know about food cost but the goal is to keep it around 28-30%. If I have to go out and buy Pepsi products and the wholesaler they will cost me much more than they would from Pepsi, sending my food cost skyrocketing. This pisses me off.
Coupled with a crappy customer, today's mood is in the shitter.
Here's a tip. If a store offers you a loyalty card and you are one stamp away from getting it filled, redeem it in the store where you got the most stamps. Don't get your last stamp and then hand it to your mother who is next in line, who already picked the most expensive thing on the menu, for her to use when all nine of the previous stamps came from the fucking North Bay store. Be nice and use it where you spent the money and don't pull that crafty shit on me.
Just don't.

end rant

March roared in

with an enormous amount of snow. Just hoping it doesn't stick around.
As mentioned below the new site is Lala Land over at Typepad. Lemme know what you think.

FYI

Still here, hanging around haunting the place. Migrating links and stuff.
Boy, setting up a new page is a lot of work!

Ok then

The new site is here

There are some kinks like the colour of the "comments" button but it shows up when you hover over it.
Boulder already found it 'cause she's sneaky that way.
All my links will be on the about page.
I haven't migrated them all over yet. Anyone know how I can import html? I cannot figure it out, too tired I guess.

Tell me what you think......

The photo below

It's advertising for Bell Sympatico(Internet Provider) and I find it very offensive. In case you can't read it, the small print over one of the cut-outs says "ovary".

In how many ways does this offend? 

moving on up....

Typepad + Lala = Lala Land Redux

Coming soon to a monitor near you...I just have to fix a few little things.

Should I try to move all my posts over?

Do I know from Mucous!

Ed. Note - Christopher: Stop reading, you really don't want to know this stuff.

Erin was asking about my cycle so I thought I'd update.
The aftermath of the m/c ended around the 18th of November and AF was quick on it's heels, arriving on Nov. 30th.
AF arrived again Dec. 31 with a ferocity I have rarely seen.
Then she got back to a normal 27 day span, arriving again on Jan. 26th.
Now we wait.
I have not been charting/temping over the past few months due to disrupted sleep and lack of will.
I just don't want to be on the rollercoaster right now but I have this feeling......


And feelings aren't something I have much of anymore.
O! how I used to have feelings.
I used to get so horny, so very, very horny. It took me over for a couple of days at a time.
Not anymore.
I used to know my mucous and Oy! Do I know from mucous.
Not anymore.
My hormones are lost to me and I miss them terribly.
If you find them please send them home.

POAUS

Anybody ever used a used one? Gross, huh? It's too soon, I know but I'm dying to........and in the middle of the night(last night) a used one looked pretty tempting.

I am one sick mother....

This morning's big drama had me popping a tooth out of Jackson's mouth after he brushed his teeth and complained of bleeding. I've been itching to get this tooth out for months because it was mostly filling and had sharp edges.
I once had to pay $75 for a dentist to flick her wrist in his mouth and extract a tooth.
The most expensive 20 seconds of my life.
After that I vowed that, unless he was dying, I would do everything to get them out myself.
It's tough to be tough.
Especially since my kid is a wuss.
So there was grimacing and a fair bit of blood but we managed.
The sick bit is that I enjoy the challenge.
I told him I liked pulling the tooth and he told me I was a sick mother.

For Wandering Coyote

I love this photo found here .

How could I forget?

How could I forget to mention this? It's the latest promtional thingy from the mall where I sell pizza and pay five people's salaries with my rent.
Brought to you by these people.



Check out the prizes!

Why does he do this to himself? 

Day off! It's the new expletive

I thought that a day off from work meant that you didn't have to go to work, think about work or get called by work.
Not for me.
A day off from my work means get a call, go get groceries, deliver them, pick-up and move a freezer and then, when that is all over, rest for an hour and then go in to close.

Yep, I'm ENJOYING my day off.


on a positive note, I just won a game of solitaire.

Pottery Barn Dog

This thought occurred to me as I shook my booty around the dog park this morning.
Is it the Golden Retriever? What do you think?
I can't link to the explanation of "Pottery Barn" because I don't have time.
Vodka is my OSMWACD*(Obligatory Single Mom Wants Another Child Dog) and he eats Goldens for lunch. Aaarrrgh.

Listening to: The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.


*Credit to Soper for naming the OMD(Obligatory Miscarriage Dog)

Should bloggers meet?

I'm thinking of doing an East Coast drive. Should I make cawfee tawk?

What happens if people don't meet expectations? What if I don't meet expectations?

Has anybody else taken these kind of relationships into real life and been successful?

We're headed to Halifax in March where I hope to meet Sandy, then I was thinking I may come down to Boston.
I'd be willing to drive a little out of the way if someone wanted to treat me to a grande toffee nut frappaccino blended creme.

Edited to add: Yes, I've got to get to T.O.
I promise I'm coming!

No, Seriously

Sure why not? I mean it's not like I'm not trying to lose weight so why not.


I lost five pounds in the past two weeks so I think I'll talk about that.
Fascinating, isn't it?

Thanks Jewelz

For the horror scope and the valentine from the bean. I miss her so much.

I'd like to come down soon but we're living day by day here.

I disagree

I'm taking sides.
Like it or not.
I don't think it's going to matter to a bunch of bloggers who don't know me from a hole in the wall anyway.

I think pregnancy is part of infertility.
I think this blog is a reflection of who I am.
If I get pregnant then lucky me, that's who I am. If I lose that pregnancy - same deal.
If I keep that pregnancy.....hey wow, that would be phenomenal.
WHY WOULD SOMEBODY NOT BE HAPPY FOR ME??

Is a live child not the goal of all infertiles?

Do I have to stop reading the blogs of people I like because they managed to grow and birth a child?
No.
Do I have to tailor my posts so that I can keep bloggers
who would not currently be pregnant happy?
NO.

I don't hear anyone saying that Tertia and Julie no longer belong in this "community" because they have live children. Is anyone passing Grrl by because she, her husband and her surrogate are expecting a boy?
No.

If you're going to call out women who are currently pregnant because they post something that hurts YOUR feelings on THEIR blog then at least have the courtesy to apply that to EVERYONE, no matter how high their profile. How fucking naive do you think we are to not see the double standard there?

I already have a child. Maybe that's why I'm not popular with other infertile bloggers. Maybe I should never have started reading those blogs because I don't qualify for membership in the club.
It's too late. I'm in on the fringes and I've made some friends and I'm pissed off that they are hurt right now.

I can tell you there are a few blogs I will not be reading anymore but I don't think those people will even care.