okay, here goes..... *deep breath in*

i am going to vent here for a minute, cuz i'm upset.

and i try sooooo freakin hard not to get upset, cuz it just doesn't make for a lovely ANYTHING....

our cable bundle bill (cable, phone and internet) used to be 88 bucks.

good deal right?

that included our HD package, super fast internet and a house line that we don't even use really....

WELL, all of a sudden they send out this notice saying that our bill is going up to $128....

really?

a 40 dollar increase?

for the SAME exact thing?

um... no!

so, i called them, and talked to this JERKFACE, (his name was Rich, just in case you ever call Cox and get a guy named Rich, RUN! hang up the phone! do NOT do business with Rich!!)

sorry Rich.... no actually i'm NOT sorry.

you're a jerk! *sticking tongue out, with my fingers in my ears* totally mature, i know.....

okay, let me gather myself again and proceed....

so, today.... i'm already not in a terribly pleasant mood.

taylor slept crappy (she coughs and sounds like a 50 year smoker hacking up a lung)....

she hacks up all this mucus and then i don't hear her spit it out,

which means one thing.

she swallowed it.

GROSS!!!!

so i take this throwaway cup, and as gross as this sounds, i told her that when she coughs all that crap up, she needed to spit it out....

the reason i gave her a CUP was because it was the middle of the night, and because she told me that swallowing her thick phlegm was easier than getting up to go spit it in the toilet.

my poor girl.

she has always had the worst cough when she gets sick. (which isn't very often)

then Lewie was just a pain in the butt to put to bed last night...

i went to bed late.

probably like 11 (which is about 2 to 3 hours later than i normally do)....

woke up a bunch of times to taylor's hacking.... and giving her medicine.

then woke up early to a BRATTY little boy who was seriously crying NON STOP for at LEAST 2 hours.... i HID myself in my bedroom, because i was SO tired and felt like i could SCREAM and RIP my hair out(or face off)....

eventually after a whole bunch of self control (i still have my face and hair), i decided that lying in bed, listening to lewie SCREAM his GUTS out was only going to continue boiling my blood and pissing me off even more....

"what can you do to stop this?" i asked myself....

i could go out there and pick him up, because after all, that's what he wants.... he wants attention. CONSTANTLY!

Karma's a b***h i tell you....

i think this was me when i was about 10 years old.... (attention whore at her finest.)

i've really got to get a video of me on here at this age.... you'll see why i am punished (yes, punished!!) with a child like mine.... it's payback.... for my earlier years.... i was SOOO skinny, dweeb with a side ponytail, teased bangs, and big glasses.... not to mention, the super hairy legs i had.... oh, i was a beauty!

so i got up.... threw some clothes on (same ones i threw on yesterday)

and grabbed lewie, changed his diaper, told taylor to change her clothes and we were leaving....

starbucks might do the trick....

told taylor to dress warm. (it's cold and she's sick)

taylor's out of school for 2 reasons....

1. she's been hacking up her lungs for the past 3 to 4 days....

and

2. her school district officially went on strike today. i didn't know if the teachers were going to be standing out in front of her school with signs chanting things like "we want justice, we want peace." (oh, wait, that's for some criminal right?) well i didn't know if they'd be standing out there chanting about how they want their 10% paycuts to be temporary and not permanent or what, but i would feel really awkward honking my horn to get past them and into the parking lot to drop her off. i LOVE her teacher.... although i see both sides to this strike, i just don't think me and my short temper (and taylor's one lunged self) was ready to deal with that today....

AND it's minimum day which would mean she would have only been at school for like 4 hours today anyway.... tomorrow is their field trip to the playhouse to see a play and i want her to be well for that.... so all signs (and attitudes) pointed to her staying home and resting today (and going to starbucks with me in the morning).

so we go to starbucks and she complains that she's too cold to sit there and eat her bagel.

"that's why i told you to dress warm. i wanted to be out of the house for a few minutes and thought we could do something different and sit outside and eat your bagel," i said.

"brrrr. i'm so cold. i can't cut and cream cheese my bagel when i'm shivering, mom."

lewie's grunting and yelling and reaching for taylor's bagel....

taylor's shivering.

"let's gooooo," i said.

and home we headed.

again.

same crap,

different day.

every.

single.

day.

so i am home.

made a list of more crap that needs to be done.

i find this horrible internal battle brewing everytime i'm pissed off.

like i get so much crap accomplished.

but i wish it wasn't like this,

because then i feel like people know this, and may intentionally piss me off so i'll get shit done and stay away from the world....

either way, that's where i'm at right now.

got the stupid internet and cable up and running again.

and a credit on our account....

now i'm going to go schedule my freakin oral surgery appointment that i've put off FAR too long.

i need my wisdom teeth out once and for all....

i was going to call today "taking care of shit, Thursday."

but then i thought about the hilarious thing taylor said while i'm buckling Lewie into his carseat.

"mom, i bet that guy has NO problem finding his thingy.... it's so big, look!"

(picture from google images, no i didn't take a picture of the guy's shiny thing)

i turn around, relieved to see her pointing to the audi TT's gas tank which is SUPER shiny silver on the rear of the car....

then i thought of "what i really meant to say, wednesday" but then realized it was thursday.

damn it.