Problems

SO this morning I was about to do a load of laundry, and the phone rings. It is a cellular number I don’t recognize. When I answer, it is my sister. She starts off saying, “This is my new cell number.” I ask why a new number? She says its a long story. Ugh! Not what I wanted to hear. She told me she is being accused of having an affair with a very close family friend. Now the wife called my sister and was yelling at her, then called my sisters husband. He (BIL) texted my sister and just wrote, “The cat is out of the bag” My poor sister. Though she never came out and said it was false, I really did not want to know the answer. I love her and would do anything to help her, I don’t know what to do about this one. Luckily I had sent her some money, so she had cash to get a new phone, and I told her I was there for her if she needed anything. Ugh is about all I have to say. It is a very sticky situation that they will have to work ot between themselves.

My little liar

So yesterday morning I went upstairs to get something from my bedroom. I walked past our hall bathroom that has our 3 Beta fish tanks. (Small tanks on the counter) I looked on the floor, and was shocked to see one of the fish lying there. I quickly scooped it up and threw it in the nearest tank. Of course it was the wrong tank and the fish occupying that tank was not too pleased. So to add more trauma to the poor fishes day, I had to get the net and scoop her up from the males tank back to her own. I have no idea how long poor Fire was out of water, but she seems none the worse for wear.

Now when I asked both kids how the fish got out, daughter said with a very straight face, It wasn’t me. Son started coming up with scenarios like, “I slammed my door and she got scared and jumped out” and “I touched the bamboo and she jumped out”. After many times asking what happened, I thought for sure it was the boy. He just started crying and making up stories, so I thought it was him. When I said we would not be going to the pool, because no one would tell the truth. Suddenly, daughter said, “I did it”. How in the world does a 4 year old learn to lie so early? And so good?

Then I felt horrible because I was putting the blame on the boy. I said I was sorry to him, and explained to him to just tell the truth and we would not have to go through all that again.

I don’t know if my cleaning lady will work out. She came on Monday at about 3:30 and was still there at 7pm. Husband was all mad, but realized that it would take awhile since it was her first time here, and my house is far from spotless. I had to tell her not to clean the kitchen and go home. She came back yesterday and was here from 3:15 to 5:30. She only charged us $70. My husband gave her $100. He at frst was saying not to use her again, but then I think he realized how hard she worked. I think if she could come in the morning it would be ok, but I can’t have her here when it is dinner time, and I am stuck in the basement or outside waiting. I just read what I wrote, and realized I sound like a stuck up bitch. Please please know that I am far from one. I am very uncomfortable with fancy things. I like having money in the bank and bills paid on time, and a nice car and clothes, but it is hard when my sister is struggling working 2 jobs it is hard to enjoy. It gave me a stomach ache when she saw our new truck, and yesterday, while listening to her talk about getting a new, higher paying job, I hoped she would not hear the vacuum going in the background. That is hard to handle, Uh yeah thats my cleaning lady, while I can stay at home with my 2 kids, you work 2& 1/2 jobs and struggle daily with money issues. We have 2 cars under 2 years old and she has 2 older than 6 years. (Of course we have the payments to go along with those cars) Some of her troubles are her own fault. Like the fact she just keeps buying clothes for her girls, without checking what they already have. Their drawers are bursting with shirts worn once or never. I call her house the house of excess. In her shower, there are probably not 2 kinds of shampoo, but 8. If my sister would need a dress for an occasion, she would go out and get 3, without trying them on, and then return the others. Her oldest daughter, my goddaughter, just keeps getting more and more clothes, that she does not need. My sister does not say no to any of them, so they just get more. I have told her to give me their extras, to sell on Ebay, but she has not. Of course I don’t know how much I could get, since all the clothes are cheap. But any money is good.

Now we have had our share of financial trouble, but I have learned to get only what I need, or if I really want it, I wait till it is on sale. This makes husband mad, but I really don’t need much, being a SAHM. My hubby makes about triple what he made when we first moved into our house, but I think it has made me even more frugal. Now I don’t deny buying a few impulse purchases here and there, and I do like to spoil my kids and family.  When I shop with my sister I try to not take interest in any one particular item, because that said item will be my next gift for either Xmas or birthday. One year I took a leopard print t-shirt off the rack, then put it back. My sister then went back and got it for me. Her memory was not so good, because it was a totally different color and style, but it was a good try.

Ok, I have rambled on about alot of nothing, so I will go.

Mumbo Jumbo

I am so pathetic that I can’t even keep a promise to my blog that I will be back! But, of course, it would have been a very boring entry had I written anything. Not that this one will be a thriller!

I have a list of websites I come across with interesting items for sale. This one will appeal to you Becky! They have bacon flavored dental floss and bacon shaped band-aids! This year I plan to buy a bunch of these type of items for everyone for Christmas. It gets harder and harder to buy stuff for everyone for the Holidays, so I figure I will shop from these online stores and Etsy, and everyone will get something unique and original. And, as a bonus for me, everything will be sent to me, so no wandering aimlessly around the mall trying to think of gifts. I already have a few things on order to stick in the closet until December. When both kids are in school I will try and get all their gifts done before November. At least that is my goal-but I say that every year, so who knows!

Today I have a cleaning person coming to my house. Hopefully she will work out and we can have her come on a regular basis. I do the basics, but suck at the dusting and deep cleaning of it all. The only problem I see is the fact that she does not speak much English, but I figure if worse comes to worse, I can ask my neighbors to translate. Either that, or I need to get some Spanish lessons-more than Dora can teach me.

My shower is calling my name, so I will cut this boring entry short-

Long time, no post

I can really tell how boring my life is by this blog. This has been a very uneventful summer, for which I am glad. Really the only thing I have been doing is trying to avoid the dreaded neighbor boy I don’t like. As soon as we come out, I hear his garage door open and I fell like grabbing the kids and running back in. We did manage to avoid the kids birthday party, but did sacrifice my big blow up slide/pool to them. It was something I did not want to do, but I had lent it to the other neighbor, and how do you get out of that? Luckily it was a family party and we bribed the son to have him not want to go. Of course right now he is over playing in the slip and slide. Our slide is hanging on their fence drying. Ugh I can’t wait to move.

On another note, my dear husband bought me an Escalade for my 40th birthday/15 year anniversary present. He has been telling everyone it was a birthday present, because he turns 40 next year and he wants a new car too. The gas has not been too bad, mostly because I don’t drive anywhere. The best thing about it is the DVDs in the headrests, that the kids can work themselves. They are great in the car now, not bitching about going to the grocery store or running errands.

Well I will have to cut this entry short, because the son has his bike out now and I am anal about watching him. I will write tomorrow though-promise for my limited readership!