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Wednesday, April 14, 2004
6:41:04 PM EDT
Feeling Sad
Hearing Led Zeppelin
Confession: A poem
Been four years gone since your diamond touched my hand,
But I still feel its weight on my heart.
First real love that I knew was yours;
It rocked me to the core both times.
Both times you fell,
And I with you.
Part of me is still yours,
Fallen still,
Shattered yet.
I found you the other day,
And we spoke as old friends;
Then you showed me photos of your new love,
And the old knife twisted as it should not have,
But it did.
Part of me is still yours,
Fallen still,
Shattered yet.
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Tuesday, February 17, 2004
7:41:21 PM EST
Feeling Quiet
Hearing baby
long time, no type
Okay, so I haven't wriiten in a while... Big deal. Been busy. Life got caught up in everything else and vice versa.... And the journaling went *kersplat*. I had a nice weekend, though. Friday the thirteenth. Chad and I set out for the evening to go down to Huntington for White Hart. The muffler fell off and we had to carry it with us all the way down. The weekend was a litlle- okay a lot- better than that. The feast was good, the tournament was awesome.
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Tuesday, October 28, 2003
9:48:18 PM EST
Feeling Happy
Baby news
More shots today for the cutie. Chad and I went to talk to Mark, the curate for our church, about getting Aidan baptised. Mark is kinda like the intern priest. This is his first baptism and he is so stoked about it. He did the paperwork with us and then he walked us through the service. His enthusiasm rubs off, I can tell you.
Aidan encountered his first bully sunday before last. I have friend who has two sons and her youngest is James, who is 8 or 9 months. I thought it would be a good idea to introduce the two. Wrong. As soon as James meets Aidan, he takes Aidan's binky and stuffs it in his own mouth. Aidan started crying.:-(:-) Well, okay, it was kind of cute, yet not. So this week, both of James' parents were in the nursery with him and some of the other kids. Aidan took one look at James and started crying. I think he remembered him from the last time. I think babies are a lot smarter than anyone gives them credit for being.
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9:30:34 PM EST
Feeling Mischievous
Hearing quiet
This is how...
Mary Jane visits Sporting Goods
Okay, I admit it... I work for Wal-Mart. Considering this new illegal immigrant scandal, I thought this would be an appropriate little anecdote. hehe
I was on break 3 days ago sitting with Bret, my buddy from chemicals and Dan in management. Dan went away to make a phone call and Bret said, "Hey, they found weed in sporting goods." I said, "Really?" Bret said, "Yeah." Shortly after that, Bret left to go back to the floor and Dan came back and I asked him if it was true, Mary Jane, Part 2
...and he said yes... So, went back up front and I saw a law enforcement official up front and I said in a sing-song voice,"I know why the cop is here..." and proceded to tell all the juicy, but true, details...
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Tuesday, October 21, 2003
11:20:24 PM EDT
Feeling Happy
New milestones
Last thursday, Aidan turned 4 months old. I'm counting by weeks. Cereal was the first milestone. He had his first rice cereal last wednesday. I don't think he was sure what to think of it; he's used to the breast or getting my milk from a bottle. On his 4-month birthday, he started to learn to turn over. He can't figure out how to fully do it, and he gets frustrated. Hey, it's only his first week doing it. He also started holding his head up on friday. Chad made an observation one night recently as I was nursing Aidan. He remarked something to the effect of that he was anxious for Aidan's milestones, but he wished he could have our son exactly as he was at that moment. I agree.
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Wednesday, October 8, 2003
9:16:27 PM EDT
Stupidity, part2
I walked back to the registers shaking my head at the sheer idiocy of it all, feeling that the whole experience had been a complete and total waste of time that could have been used being bored with my job. Not only that, but it had previously struck me that the company for which I work had family environment. Apparantly not so if a woman can get in trouble for washing out a piece of equipment whose sole purpose is to ensure both the health of her baby and herself. To me, the pump is just a piece of plastic. It is a means to an end with its end being a noble one. No one would bat so much as an eyelash if i got a finger cut, but are offended if I wash out a breast pump. Lets review both "bodily fluids". Blood outside the body, unless it's in a blood bank, no longer has a purpose. Spilled blood is wasted. Breast milk outside of the body can be stored, either in a refrigerator or a freezer, and will eventually nourish a child when its mother is not present. People, in general, can be so stupid sometimes, and they drag other peole into their senseless stupidity. For me, this is a no- win situation, and I have come to conclude that people can be sqeamish and childish over the weirdest things.
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9:15:29 PM EDT
Feeling Frustrated
Hearing TV
The Stupidity of My Workplace.
The company I work for is stupid. Case and point, so highlighted by an incident which occurred recently... For anybody who doesn't know, I'm a breastfeeding mother. In order to provide for my baby and to keep up my milk supply, I pump at work. For the comfort of my co-workers, I cloister myself in the fitting room of my workplace during a portion of my lunchbreak. One day last week, after such an event, I felt the need to wash my breast pump. Retail restrooms are by no means the cleanest, most sterile environment in which to clean the equipment. So what did I do? I used the cleanest sink available- the one in the breakroom. Eventually, I went back up front to resume my duties. A short while later, the Customer Service Manager turns off the light to my register and tells me a certain manager wants to speak to me. All the way back, I thought, "Shit, I didn't keep my nose as clean as I thought.", and my heart is fluttering something fierce and awful. Turns out, some idiot had gotten squeamish about my washing the breastpump out in the breakroom. Some bruhaha about bodily fluids. Please!
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Tuesday, September 23, 2003
10:04:01 PM EDT
Feeling Hopeful
What happened to Chad.
Just a quick entry before supper... Chad called this morning and told me it was lack of gas money that kept him. Aaron, his brother, took him to work day before yesterday. Yesterday, he missed him and had to call off work. He came over this morning and stayed until he had to go to work at one.
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Monday, September 22, 2003
11:55:54 PM EDT
Feeling Anxious
Hearing News, Jay Leno
Tom Petty got it right when he said, "The waiting is the hardest part." When you expect someone to come because they generally do after work and they don't... It all started yesterday when Chad was supposed to get off of work early and pick me up. I was outside post-work yakking about Star Trek and all subsequent spin-offs and movies. Between Leslie, Danny, Sarah, and I, we got a good debate going on. I need to go to http://www.startrek.com in order to find out who was the FIRST man to play Doctor McCoy before Deforest Kelly... But I digress... The bench outside of work cleared and he had yet to arrive, so I called my mother and she hadn't heard a peep. I figured something happened, so since he told me he had all day shifts, I thought that he'd come over after his shift and I'd find out why. No sign of him. Am I taking the fact that he stops over after work to see me for granted? So, time to go to bed, wake up tomorrow, and do it all again.
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Friday, September 19, 2003
10:37:18 PM EDT
Feeling Quiet
The Amazing Baby
Sleeping babies are wonderful things. They can sleep through the loudest noises. Aidan is pretty cute when he's sleeping. He moves his mouth as if he's nursing. I can pretty much guess what he's dreaming about. He's a noisy sleeper sometimes, too. Believe it or not, babies snore, or at least mine does. I don't wonder as to whether or not it's healthy. I think it's kind of funny. Two of his favorite games involve a willing adult and a binky. The first I call "Binky Dodge". This involves said adult attempting to put the binky in his mouth. He'll dart his head from side to side, grinning his cute toothless baby grin as if to say, "Ha, ha." The second game involves an adult trying to place the binky in his mouth, this time making it descend into his mouth until it pops in. He'll spit it out and grin. Lather, rinse, repeat until he gets bored. I think he's trying to roll over, but he more wiggles or wriggles. He is absolutely amazing. Another note on his sleeping: he sleeps like a frog!
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