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babysitting I get to leave work early today to go take care of my baby nephew. My SIL's sister is getting married tomorrow, and my brother and SIL are in the wedding. They remembered to ask my Mom ahead of time if she could watch Heath on that day, but they neglected to think about the rehearsal dinner, and neither my mom nor I thought about it either. Fast forward to Monday. They realize that there isn't anyone to watch Heath, and so they ask my mom. She can't do it, as she's the only one on the update desk that day, and if she calls in, they are screwed. (Not to mention she'd lose her points, and blah, blah, blah. Main thing is tho, she's the only who can do the update desk that day). So, Mom calls me. I'd just made plans with Artboy because it was his day off, but I called him to see how he'd feel about watching Heath with me. To my surprise, he was excited to do it, saying, "Sure, baby! Now I'll get to see Baby Heath!" Go figure. I call Mom, let her know, and she then lets my SIL's mom know b/c she was picking up Heath from my mom's house. Who then tells her, "Oh, no...that's too much. I'll just not go to the dinner." Which, truth be known, kind of hurt my feelings. But whatever. So, my brother calls that night to find out if I can do it...and I tell him I can, what time? He wants someone at his house at 3pm, and I'm like, "But I have to work. I'll see if I can get off early, but I don't know how early I'll be able to get off." My boss lets me leave at 3:30, and I'm figuring it will take about 45 min to get to my brother's house, so I let him know that. And then I don't hear from him. I'm at Artboy's house last night, checking my email and my phone, and still nothing. Fortunately, mom called last night and asked my brother because she had planned on coming over after work to relieve Artboy and I so we could go out. They hadn't decided what they were going to do yet, but I guess she pinned him down, and they said we could get there at 5 and that should be fine. Mom left a note for me on the counter last night. So, in an hour, I'm on my way to Artboy's, where we will go eat, and then head over to my brother's house to watch Heath. It's been along time since I've babysat by myself. Oi vey. Although we weren't invited to the wedding, my mother purchased a gift for them. I purposely didn't because I wasn't invited, but my mother put my name on the card anyway. Mom thinks SIL's mom is feeling badly about not inviting us, as she kept telling her last week that she would have sent an invitation but that my SIL told her not to because Mom was watching Heath. Mom thinks SIL just didn't want us there. And I think I agree with her. *sigh* I thought we had done so much bonding when Heath was born. What an idiot I was. So, Artboy comes home from work on Tuesday night, telling me that he has some great news and then some even better news. He tells me that his boss gave him 5 days off in a row, and I'm thinkin that is the better news. I mean, we haven't had much time together for the last couple months, and here we've got 5 days in a row? Wow! But then he tells me that he made reservations for a hotel in Flagstaff and asked me if I had any plans this weekend. Yay! If it weren't for the fact that I really need to take my car in to get it looked at, I would have driven up to Flag by myself over the last couple weekends because I just really felt the need to be there. And now I can! 2 years ago, we went to Flagstaff a month after we started dating, on Easter weekend. On Easter, we went to Little America for their Sunday brunch. And now, two years later, we're going back, and will go to Little America for Easter Sunday brunch. I'm so excited. :) On Monday, I attempted to purchase tickets to see Madonna in concert on my birthday. I've always loved her and have always wanted to see her in concert. In fact, there were only two ppl/groups I had left on my list of must see concerts, and she was one of them. I didn't figure it would ever be possible unless I traveled, because she hadn't been to Phoenix since the Like a Virgin tour in the 80's. So when I heard that she was coming, I was super excited, but trying not to be too excited, because I knew tickets would be super hard to come by. Presale for her fan club was the week prior, and they were to go on sale on Monday at 10am. I tried to get on the site at 10:05am on Monday, and was surprised to be able to get in without problem. But then the cheap tickets weren't available. Crap. So I tried all the rest of the options, knowing that I would never pay more than the cheap seats--they are expensive enough! But nothing was avaiable! How they sold out so quickly, I don't know. But I was feeling very thankful that I was able to get Dave Matthews Band tickets (the other band that was on my must see list). Yesterday on my way to work, I heard they'd added another date..two days after my birthday. Tickets go on sale Monday--I'll have to try again. And hopefully this time, they won't be sold out so quickly. Surely, presale couldn't have eaten up that many tickets!? It's a shame that JJ and I are no longer friends. I always thought it would be great to go to the concert with him, and he was the only other person I knew who loved her as much as I did, if not more. Oh well. The NR is still taking that which is not hers. The OA had a talk with her, and since then, she's cut down on the soda, and I don't think she's taken any of the other stuff. But yesterday, I discovered the empty container for my gingerbread creamer in the trash. I'd just decided that it was safe to bring food again, but after that, I grabbed a file box, put it together, put my bread and bagels in the box, and stuck that under my desk. And I hid the new Vanilla Chai creamer in the fridge. When you open the fridge, you can't see it, so i'm hoping it won't be discovered. It's behind Dr Ass's crackers, and he hasn't been eating them. So well see. Evidently, she is broke again, and the OA was feeling poorly about it today. I told her I'd feel more sympathy if she didn't smoke and go out and party all the time. Tomorrow is payday for her, but I don't recall signing her pay sheet, so I wonder if she faxed it in.... |