Posted By Marti's Shadow @ 12:10 on Friday
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Drama Time!
So as you know if you've read my mom's blog, my best friend, Lauren and I ALWAYS have drama going. Whether it be between her and Carlos, me and Steven or between me and her. This time around its between me and her..and her and Carlos.
See, Lauren is always giving me a hard time because since I've been with Steven I haven't exactly been spending the same amount of time with her, that I did before I met the love of my life. We were together EVERYDAY, no Im not exaggeration (ummm spell check) we were literally together everyday. Now, we see each other MAYBE once every two weeks. We talk all the time, but we never see each other, and I know that it probably makes me a bad friend, but she's the same way. She is always with Carlos, and if she wants me to do something with her it not just me and her, its the three of us. She gets mad at me because I don't want to leave Steven, but yet she won't leave Carlos. Anywho, for the past three years her parents have went to Key West for a vacation, and everytime that they have gone, I have stayed at her house with her. So being the friend that I am, I wasn't going to break a tradition, so I agreed to stay with her lastnight and tonight. Little did I know, Carlos would also be staying there with her....(sarcasm being in the little did I know...) So anyway, I stayed there and we didn't get home until 11:30, Which I wasn't too upset about that, I mean I usually don't go to bed until then at home anyway, but I've usually eaten by then. When we got to her house she cooked dinner. After we ate Lauren and Carlos got into an argument. I'm not sure why they got into one, or what was said to make Carlos mad, all I know is he was FURIOUS! He called her fat, which Lauren is a big girl, but come on, you don't call her fat. He was yelling and she was yelling, and half of it was in English and the other half in Spanish and when I stuck my head in there both of they're hands were flying with motions. It was actually entertaining. Anyway, Lauren went to hit Carlos and he grabbed her arms so that she couldn't which I don't blame him, if Lauren or anyone was going to hit me I think I would do whatever I could to prevent it from happening. Lauren bruises really easily so she was red, and today you would think that he beat her with a baseball bat. After it happened she started screaming and crying and saying that he hurt her, and Carlos started walking towards the living room "where I was" so I had to run back and sit down in my chair. He came up to me and said "Heather, talk to Lauren please, please talk to her," althought it didn't exactly sound like that was what he was saying, but now that I've been around him a lot I've gotten to where I can understand Spinglish. (I figure if Spanglish is where you talk both English and Spanish then Spinglish can be where you try to speak English but you aren't very good at saying the words correctly....get it?) I will clue you in on some of his words later in the post. I acted like I knew nothing and saw nothing, so I walked into Lauren's room where all of this was going down. Lauren was still sitting in the floor acting as if she couldn't breathe....the conversation went kinda like this:
Me: Lauren, what is it? (not scared or worried because I knew she was fine lol...you can imagine my tone of voice)
Lauren: I.....caaaaann'....t bbbbreeatheeee
Me: Lauren you're fine get up out of the floor
Lauren: nnno realllyyyy iiii caaaannn't bbbbrreeatttthhhhhhe
Me: Carlos, what happened?
Carlos: I did nothing
Me: I understand that, but how did she end up in the floor and why can she not breeatthhhee?
Carlos (laughing) She try hit me, I aggara her manos and dicie no (translation: She tried to hit me, I grabbed her hands and said no)
Me: Seriously you guys stop fighting, Lauren get up Carlos stop yelling and Lauren stop acting like a baby
Lauren: I'm not, when I fell of the bed it knocked the breath out of me
Carlos: K? (which means what in english)
I walked back into the living room and continued watching The Real World.....as I hear Lauren screaming Carlos!!! i cook for you, I clean for you, I buy you clothes, I send your mom and daughters money in Hondorus (sp check...she didnt scream spell check either lol) I left Matthew for you, I do everything for you and you call me gorda?!?!!? (gorda in spanish means fat) You te amo for me??? if you te amo for me prorque tu hable con me gorda? That's bullsh*t baby!
(translation....if I translated what Lauren screamd in Spanglish it would say: If you to love for me why you talk with me fat...she meant to say, If you love me then why did you call me fat, but Carlos knew what she meant, and she thinks she's saying everything correctly...thats why it entertains me)
They fought some more, and then Carlos got all of his stuff together and walked outside and told her that he was leaving and they were no mas (meaning he broke up with her). Well Lauren did her, I'm sorry I lov you baby, please don't love me spill and as she was doing that I went and crawled into her parnets bed and went to sleep. By this time it was 2 in the morning so I didn't care if they made up or not. When I woke up they were fine they were asleep in the bed.
The Drama between me and Lauren?? Well, pretty much after she yelled and fussed at me for not spending all the time with her like I use to and I finally agreed to stay with her for these two nights, she tells me today that I can stay at home tonight because she's going to her uncles house to stay tonight. Steven already made plans because he didn't think I was going to be there, so I will be at home by myself. Although the more I think about it, the nicer it sounds. Go home take a bath watch a movie, relax....with no Sandra pitching a fit, and no Steven. Sounds good to me for just one night, I would get lonely and miss them if they were gone for more then that.
Now for the Spinglish
His Word English Word
1. Garfield Garbage
2. Chiz Cheese
3. S-one sissty F-150 (the truck)
4. Pishen Pigoen (which he calls every bird that he sees)
5. sekaseke Steak N Shake
6. I Honey Hungry
These are just some of the really funny ones to hear him say. But he's really sweet and nice, and he is trying!
Hope everyone has a GREAT weekend!! Wish Holly good luck for her competition tomorrow!!
OH! Lauren just called me before I posted this and said "Heather, I'm not going to my uncles I was only playing, you're staying with me tonight....so ya know..but thats Lauren so it doesn't surprise me.
~That'll do Pig, that'll do~
I have a question....do you have answers??
Okay, I know its not October yet, but its close...Steven's Birthday is in October..the 27th. For Valentines Day I went all out, I made him a crossword puzzle and he had to go to all the areas that it led him to, when he got to that area there was a card or something for him (example: one question was "where little ones dream" and he had to go to Sandra's bed) and when he answered the last one it led him to me. So for his Birthday I obviously have to do something for him, and I don't know what to do for him....Any Ideas??? He has to work on his birthday and its a Thrusday so he'll have to stay until 6:00 pm. I thought about getting his coworkers involved somehow....I just don't know what all do to for him...I'll take any suggestions I can get...
THANKS!
Real Life
So most of you know that I have only been working here for two weeks, and that this is the first "real" job that I've had. I've worked retail...sorry for those of you that work retail, but I HATE it and if you're normal then you do too...hee-hee. Now I'm working 8-5 Monday-Friday. I love it I really do...I love my job, the people I work with everything about it pretty much. The only thing I have to complain about is, I am NOT a morning person, so I don't enjoy getting up at 5:30. The only other thing that I don't enjoy, is not having any time once I get home. I pick Sandra up, take her home, while she's playing I'm fixing dinner. After dinner, Sandra goes to bed, I get mine and her clothes out for the next day, fix lunches and everything that needs to be done, clean up the kitchen from the mess we made eating, then I take a shower. After all this is finished it's usually around 10 o' clock and I'm ready for bed. I sit and talk to Steven for a little while, and we have our little snuggle time, then it's "kisses, I love you's and Goodnights" and I'm off to bed. Wake up at 5:30 wash my hair get ready myself, make sure Steven is up, get Sandra up get her dressed give "kisses, I love you's and Goodbyes" and we're off. Weekends are def. a blessing. This weekend will be a little bit busy, Friday I'm helping mom. Saturday, I'm going to cheer on my sister in her first band competition of the year (shes a sophomore this year). Sunday will be my relaxing day, although I'm sure there won't be much relaxing because that is the day that all of Steven's friends come over. Well I'm sure you are tired of hearing about my day, and I'm sure that you didn't really care to begin with....but oh well I didn't have anything else to blog about. Obviously mom doesn't either, she hasn't blogged since last Friday. WHERE ARE YOU MOTHER??
And why am I not getting any comments?? I'll have to kick some people's bootie! lol
~That'll do pig that'll do~
-Babe
Reply's about Steven...
So I was reading the comments that people posted on my "Men" post...I was told to ask myself, do I want to spend the rest of my life like this....and I was told that if I don't trust Steven, to get out now while I still can. Do I want to spend the rest of my life like this? No....I don't want to fight all of the time over little things, I don't want to get jealous everytime the names Joeline and Debra are mentioned. But I do want to spend the rest of my life with Steven. I love him...simple as that. I love him with everything that I have, and I know that Steven loves me as well. I'm scared to sit here and say the things that I want to say, and its because everytime I say how I truly feel, someone tells me that I've convinced myself of something that isnt true, or I'm "deaf, dumb and stupid".....I know that people only tell me things to help me, or because they are worried about me, and I appreciate everyone who does...But Steven is not a bad person....He's a wonderful boyfriend, a great father, and just an all around good person. Yes, we get into our little arguments...but what couple doesn't? My best friend Lauren was talking to me the other day...Sunday the night Steven and I had our big argument, and she kept telling me "Heather, this isn't you" I just looked at her and she said "you are 19...you should be thinking about what you're wearing to the party this Friday night, not what Sandra is wearing to school the next morning." She continued to tell me that She knows I love Steven but she told me I don't know how many times that I'm not happy with Steven. But she is wrong....I am very happy with Steven, I am where I am suppose to be...I love Sandra and Steven both. I want to be taking care of them, making dinner, making sure Sandra gets to school, making sure everyone has clean clothes, etc. If Steven asked me today if I would marry him I would not hesitate for 2 secs to say yes. I love this man, and I want to spend the rest of my life with him no doubt about it. I have worked so hard to get everyone to like him....I've tried to get my mom to accept him and like him, my dad and sister...my grandparents and uncle...but the only one who has liked him and given him a chance was LuAnn. She's met him before, and when they did she was nice to him and then afterwards she told me that he seemed like a good person and she liked him. My mom?....hahahahahahha yeah right, the day I come home and tell my mom that Steven and I are engaged she'll have a nervous break down. Mom likes him as a person...but as my boyfriend or her future son-in-law, that will never happen. My dad likes Steven, and Holly does too...But it took me a while to convince them that he wasn't a 27 year old pervert taking advantage of a 19 year old young woman. My grandparents and uncle? The day they like him is the day that hell freezes over. My grandpa tells me everytime I talk to him that I need to leave him, and my uncle threatens to come down here and kick his butt...yes my papaw and uncle are the two biggest rednecks in Tennessee, but I still love them. LuAnn told me once that nobody will ever be good enough for me according to those two. Phillip wasn't good enough for her, Tony wasn't good enough for Vickie, My Dad wasn't good enough for my mom and Dana wasn't good enough for Josh. But you know what? Steven is good enough for me....in fact he's probably the best person out there for me....know why? He is JUST LIKE MY DAD! Whether my mom wants to admit that or not...Steven is my dad's clone. I told my mom once that I wanted to find someone exactly like my dad. Someone to love me the way he loves her, and someone to treat my kids the way my dad has treated me and my sister...and Steven does that. He loves me, and he loves Sandra. So to all of you who are going to tell me to leave Steven and that I should not be with him, Don't waste your time. (NO, I am not talking to Seshat or Lu...thank you for your advice, it did help me see what I needed to see) I don't mean that to be rude...I just don't want to hear another person tell me that they don't think Steven is good enough for me, or they don't think that I will ever amount to anything while being with him, or that he's preventing me from things in life....because the things that I want in life, I have. And that is to be happy and to be loved and I am both. My favorite quote is something that I heard off of a movie..... Moulin Rouge....however you spell it ..."The greates thing you'll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return." I am learning that everyday, and its an amazing feeling......Sorry mom, but I love him..and To anyone else who I have disappointed by saying everything I just have, I have found the man I want to spend the rest of my life with...Hopefully I will follow in my parents foot steps and one day I will say that I have just spent 20 years with my husband and I am looking forward to spending another 20 years with him.
Men!
I am well aware that most of the people that read my blog are either married or have been married before and have a lot of experience then I do when it comes to relationships and "men." If you have been reading my blog then you know who Steven is ...if you haven't he is my boyfriend and we just celebrated our 1 year anniversary on the 15th of this month. This past weekend was the first chance we had to actually go out and do something to celebrate. Sandra was with her mother...(who by the way I can't stand, I dislike her more then anyone else on earth...) So Steven and I arranged for Saturday to be our "date-day". Our plans were to go to a movie, go out to eat then go downtown and ride in a horse and carriage around downtown chattanooga. Well, Steven informed me Saturday at about 4:00 that we had to stop by his friend Laysha's house and look at a dresser that she was giving away and thought we might like to have. I asked him where he planned on putting it and he said in my room.....ummmmm I don't think so. We have two dressers in there now and they take up enough space. I told him that my room was not going to be the storage room for everyone elses stuff. If you don't know Steven refuses to sleep in the same bed as me. I have my own room and he sleeps on the pull out bed downstairs. He says once we get married things can be different obviously, but not until then. So he then suggested that we put it downstairs on the wall that our stairs are on. I DO NOT want a dresser in the living room, I think its tacky and it will again take up to much space, our living room is packed as it is. So I think once he see the dresser and realized that it was the size of a couch (it was as long as a couch anyway) he agreed that we just didn't have room, and we really didn't need it to begin with. Anyway, we left her house then went to Ryan's and then went to the theater to see what time the movie started. I picked the resturant and Steven picked the movie. The movie didn't start until 9:35 and we got there at like 9. As we were sitting Steven fell asleep so instead of watching a movie there, we went and rented one. We got Sahara and a tub of popcorn and headed home. I told Steven I was going to change and for him to let our dog (Molly) out to use the bathroom. When I came back downstairs Molly was about to waddle away for trying to let me know she had to go to the bathroom and Steven was asleep. So obviously we didn't watch the movie. I stayed up and watched Monster-in-law by myself which is a cute movie..and it reminds me of how my mom is going to be whenever Steven and I actually get engaged.
Anyway the reason for me calling this post "Men" is because of Sunday.
Steven and I got into a really bad argument. Basically....I don't like his ex-wife. And it use to be that Steven couldn't stand her either. It was so bad that he had me do all of the arranging what time we met to drop off Sandra and I would be the one to go and pick her up. But Steven went with me one day and she made some comments on how good Steven looks now, and now all of the sudden he wants to go everytime. He was talking to her on the phone the other day and I got mad because he was telling her about our date that we were suppose to have and then they were talking about our bills and some other things. I was mad because I feel like it is NONE of her business what goes on in our house. She doesn't need to know what Steven and I were going to do, or how behind we are on our bills or anything like that. So I went and picked Sandra up and Steven acted like a 10 year old for the rest of the night until I finally said something to him. He would move over so that he wasn't touching me if I sat beside him or ignore me if I spoke to him. He was just being really childish. I finally asked him how long he was going to act like that and how long he was going to be mad at me. He said until I learned to stop being overly jealous. Yes, I am a very jealous person. I can not stand another woman being interested in my boyfriend. Some women take it as a compliment, I can do that...when its NOT he ex-wife. So Steven and I got into huge argument. He told me that if I didn't stop my "bullcrap" then he was going to leave. Along time ago we got into an argument over the fact that I needed to accept the fact that he gets depressed alot and when he does he wants to be left alone. He told me I needed to accept his faults and that he couldn't help it that was just the way he is. So I told him I was sorry for being jealous and he said that I needed to learn to not be. My response to him was, "I am suppose to accept your faults, but you can't accept mine? And if I don't change the way I handle my jealousy you're going to leave me?" Other things were said, and then he told me I was a immature 19 year old that didn't know what I wanted. I asked him why he was with me and he said at times I wonder. We got through it ......after a lot of yelling and crying. He told me he was sorry for the things he said and that he loved me....but there were some hurtful things said and I'm having a hard time just up and forgiving him for it. Thats why I am NOT to crazy about MEN right now...except for my daddy, I still love hime lol.
Well, its time to hit the road, its 5 o' clock! WHOOO_HOOO!
THANK GOODNESS ITS FRIDAY!
I am beginning to love Fridays more and more now that I am working monday-Friday. Today so far has been a long day. Its 2:55 and I'm tired and still have two hours to go. Which it may not seem like such a long time to most, but when you're like me and your job is to sit at a desk and only answer the phone and hit a couple of buttons to transfer the call....you get a little bored at times. Anyway, I am tired because my boyfriend, God love him......decided to think of himself and only himself lastnight. Now that Sandra is staying at at joyces after she gets out of school, Joyce gives her a bath, feeds her dinner, and all I have to do when I get her home is put her in the bed. Now 7:00 may seem a little early, but for those of you who have kids, I realized that 7:00 isn't early enough for a 4 year old that has to get up at 6:30 in the mornings. Poor little thing, I love her to death, but her attitude change and grumpiness is driving me crazy...that will be another post....or maybe this one will just be really long..who knows guess you'll just wait and see or shall I say read? Anywho, I got her home and she went to bed around 7:30. Well, Steven had to work late, so at 8:15 he called me and told me he was on his way home. I waited and waited and waited and at 9 I called him. He said that he had forgotten he had to go meet this guy to get his STUPID STUPID STUPID paperview wrestling tape. Did I mention that I thought it was stupid?? I hate wrestling, obviously. So I told him, as nicely as I possibly could at the moment that I was having to wait on him before I could start doing the laundry. The reason being I don't have a washer and dryer so I have to take the clothes over to the little laundry mat at the apartments (anyone needing to get rid of a washer and dryer thats in decent condition I am taking donations lol) and since Sandra was already in the bed I couldn't leave the house. So at 10 Steven FINALLY got home. When he got there he had donuts ...he had stopped on the way home. He thought it would get him out of the doghouse, but it just put him in there longer, because when I found out that he was getting donuts instead of getting home...I was mad. Anyway, I finally got through with the laundry and into the bed at 1 in the morning, only to wake up at 5:45. So 4 hours and 45 mins and I do not make for a good day.
The whole thing with Sandra....since she started school she has started CRYING and WHINING over EVERYTHING! Im serious, she will cry if who stinking poop isnt dark brown. And not only does she cry and scream when you tell her to do something, she has started throwing things at you and flat out telling you no. The newest thing is once you tell her no, it use to be she would just scream and cry, now she says please 10,000 times. "Please don't make me" "Please can I have a bowl of ice cream even though I haven't eaten dinner" "please, please , please, please"....OHHHHHHHH!!! It makes me mad. I don't know what else to do either, I've spanked, put her in the corner, made her go to bed at right when she got home (this was when I got home early), I've taken a toy away, not let her eat something sweet she wanted.......you name it I've probably tried it...so I am open for ANY suggestions. Mom tried to help me a little but Sandra is just falt out stubborn just like me and she's trying to do what she wants to do, and Heather is NOT going to put up with it. The good thing about this is ...the ONLY good thing, is Steven is backing me up 100%. What I say, he's there standing behind me and supporting me, and vice versa. We just haven't found a method that actually works. So please...Help!
Anywho, I'm gonna go and play some games or something lol. I won't be able to blog over the weekend so I'll hear from you all on the dreaded monday!
The People I Work With
So as I have said before, I really enjoy my job, and I really hope that I get to stay here permanently. The people that I work with...well lets just say they are def. one of a kind. There are several guys here and four girld including myself. But right now Robin is out obviously and then Janet works in the plant and that just leaves me and Angie in the office. So you can imagine the stuff they do to aggravate us. Theres one guy...Eric. Now Eric is 6'3 290lbs and one of the funniest people I know. For the past three days this one person has been calling and saying that someone from our number is calling her hosue. Well today, I put her on hold and then let Angie know who is was. Eric and I were sitting in her office and the conversation went like so...
Angie:Whos is this?
Lady: Who's this? Someone keeps calling me from this number.
Angie: Well, I don't know who it is that keeps calling you, but we are not anyone's secretary we do not keep up with who calls who, so stop calling.
Lady: Well who keeps calling me?
Angie: I don't know who in the hell keeps calling you lady! but STOP calling here!!
Lady: *click* (hangs up)
Now Eric and I had dying over here trying to be quiet and not say anything to Angie because she was pretty ticked off. But thank goodness Eric started laughing and he's just the type of person that can put you in a good mood in a second. So We were all laughing and Angie decided that she wanted to know who it was. So she called *67 and it gave her the last numbe that called. So she had me go and call information...now it amazes me how much information someone will just give you if you have a telephone number. I called information and told the lady that I had a number and I needed to know who it belonged to. She gave me the name and address of the phone number. I let Angie and Eric know who it was and it turned out to be a cousin to one of the temps that work in the plant. While sitting here laughing Eric mentioned that Dorothy (the lady) would probably come down here and kill Angie. As were talking about it a lady came to the door, she was probably around 4'10 and 110lbs. Now you can't just walk in the office you have to know the code to get it, so the lady rang the door bell and I said oh! theres Dorothy....So Eric walks over to the door (and remember like I said Eric is a big guy) and sticks JUST his head out of the door and said "you aren't Dorothy are you?" I'm pretty sure it was one of those you had to be there to think it was funny, but still it made my day and got me laughing.
A lesson learned while sitting in Traffic
This morning just like every morning the wonderful sound of the alarm clock woke me up at 5:45. I stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom then into the shower and continued to get ready. At 6:40 I wake up the little monkey and at 7:00 I'm walking out the door. Now I take Sandra to Michaels (he takes his daughter and Sandra to school in the mornings) and to get there I have to get on Hwy 27 North. To go to work from there I obviously have to get on Hwy 27 South. So I was driving my daily path when I realized that traffic was REALLY bad for going North at 7:05 in the morning. Then I noticed that all the traffic was having to turn around and get on 27 South and go another way. So I followed the line of cars, turned the radio to another station to try and catch the morning traffic. I found another way to go, and obviously I had to take that same way to go to work. So instead of it taking me 5 mins o get to work, it took me 55 mins to get to work, therefore if I wasn't the little prepared worry wort, who always leaves early to make sure I'm there on time, I would have been late. I actually walked through the door at 8:15. Anywho, as I was sitting in traffic trying to find another way to get Sandra to Michaels, the thought, what if that is mom? Crossed my mind. My mom drives that way to work every morning...so the little turns in my stomache began then I thought to myself Heather its 7:20 mom usually gets to work at 7:00 she would have already been at work when this happened. But I didn't know when the wreck actually happened I just knew there was one. I normally would have called her but my nonforgetful boyfriend didn't pay the phone bill so I didn't have my cell phone with me. I in no way shape or form have road rage....i don't lie either lol. Okay OKay so I have the worse case of road rage possible I think. I'm AWFUL! I yell, hit, whatever I can when someone cuts me off, or when the traffic is at a stop and we arent moving, or when someone is sitting at a red light waiting to turn right and they can go but just wont! *calming myself down* So me being the non raod rager that I am, was sitting there "patiently" waiting for the cars to go so that I could get to work. Then something ...God maybe I'm not sure....hit me, and said Heather shut up and be happy that it isnt you in that wreck. So I prayed and said God, this wreck looks bad just because they had the raod blocked off so that you couldnt even see the actually wreck, you just knew there was one. If anyone is hurt please be with them, and if someone doesnt make it, be with their families. Now....I get to work and Angie (my boss) is standing at my desk and she says "call your mom shes worried about you". So I found out it wasnt my mom...I called mom and she said Heather I was so worried, I've been a nervous wreck. I usually get to work at 8:00 so when I wasnt there when my mom called it scared her even more. I dont have to be here until 8:15 but I get here at 8:00 usually. My mom told me that the wreck was really bad and she had not stopped worrying since she heard about it. Appearantly there was a car driving on 27 North and the wrecked somehow I'm not sure if they hit another car or lost control or what but they ended up on 27 South and they were ejected from the car. They didn't make it...So while I was in my car, safe and perfectly fine...raving and ranting because the cars wouldnt go....someone else was dying, a family was finding out their loved one would not be coming home that evening.
Kinda makes you think huh?
I've decided I hate Mondays!
So yesterday was Monday obviously, and it was the first Monday at work. I started last week, but I started on a Tuesday, so lucky for me, I missed last Monday. From the time I got into work yesterday (8:15) to the time I left (5:30) the phone did not stop ringing, I constantly had something to do and I think that I was beginning to go crazy there towards the end of the day. Now I understand why my mother and everyone else who is sane hates Mondays. I managed to make two people mad, not people I work with, but people that called here. One was a truck driver who wanted to talk to Angie (my boss) and she was busy so I told him that, and asked if he would like for to have her call back, or see if I could answer his questions. He didnt want me helping him. The conversation went like so:
Me: Thank you for calling Sphere One, this is Heather
TD (truck driver): Can I speak to Angie
Me: May I tell her who's calling?
TD: Tony from Lanstar
Me: Hold on just one moment please
*Music Plays*
Me: Sir?, she's on the phone at the moment would you like to leave her a message or is there something I can help you with?
TD: Whos is this?
Me: This is Heather
TD: I don't know you, and I need to talk to Angie
Me: Well sir, I am sorry but she can't take your call at the moment
TD: @#$!@#%&*#@ *click*
So I went on and after Angie was off the phone, I told her about it and she said don't worry about it. So I didn't...
The other person I made mad was basically for the same reason, so I wont tell that conversation.
Now my weekend was good up until Sunday. Friday I spent the night with Lauren and had a girls night. Saturday was Holly's birthday and we had a lot of fun. Then on Sunday, Preston and Michael (Steven's friends) came over. Michael yells for me (I was upstairs helping Sandra clean her jungle of a room) and so I come down the staris huffing and puffing because I was in the middle of doing something and Michael said he had to talk to Steven and I about something and it was very important and could now wait until later. So I'm sitting in the floor below Steven and Michael begins.
Michael: Well, I just wanted to tell you two this before you heard if from anyone else.
(steven and I are sitting there kinda confused but listening) I was talking to my mom yesterday and she told me that Debra (Michael's ex-wife) thinks that Heather and I are sleeping together.
Now, for those of you who do not know me (if anyone reads my blog that doesn't know me) Debra has caused a major problem in the past. When her and Michael decided to get a divorce, she also decided it was time to tell Steven (MY BOYFRIEND) that shes had feelings for him for the past 8 years, and that she thought he had feelings for her too, and was there any chance in him leaving me for her so that they could try a relationship. Steven told her NO...and thought that it was taken care of. I told him, that he could handle it the first time it was brought up but if it was brought up again that I would be saying something and getting involved. Well it was brought up again, she said that she was not convinced and once again told Steven that he had feelings for her it was obvious and that they needed to try a relationship. My words to her exactly were "the first time Steven said no, the second time I'm confronting you and telling you to leave my boyfriend alone...THERE WILL BE NO THIRD TIME!!!! Well up until Sunday nothing else had been said, and I was actually starting to tolerate her and be nice to her again. HAHAHAHAHA big mistake. I guess that just goes to teach you, don;t bother being nice to a back stabber they'll just wait and stab you again.
So I'm once again in the middle of a huge drama fest. But I'm trying to be mature about it and just ignore it and not say anything. But she will not be coming to my house again any time soon I know that much. If she does I will confront her about this and let her know that I do not appreciate her making me look like a slut. The good thing, Steven doesn't believe it and everyone knows it isnt true, so her little plan to break Steven and I up is once again going to fail!
The First Year
Well, today is mine and Steven's 1 year anniversary. Yes, I know that's nothing compared to my mother and father's 20 years, but its a good start. And, yes its just a relationship not a marriage, but hey who knows what could happen in the future.
I, being the lovey dovey, mushy girly girl that I am....(only when it comes to love) got Steven a card and gave it to him this morning before we left for work. He read it, walked over to me and gave me a kiss and said thank you. I didn't expect anything from him this morning, just because Steven is def. the complete opposite when it comes to being lovey dovey. He cuddles, and snuggles but as far as buying cards and "I Love You" stuff thats just not him. See I had this feeling that he might be buying me a ring today, but it turned out to be just a wrong feeling feeling. Well, I had reason to think that, but now I don't but who knows it could happen. We havent had the money for him to go and buy one lol sooooo I don't think I'll be getting that. I really like my job, but unfortunatley its just temporary. The lady that I am filling in for had surgery and now she has an infection, but she should be back in two weeks. Once she gets back they will no longer need me to fill in, therefore I will no longer have a job. Hopefully though Steven's work (which on a good note they LOVE me) will have me another job to go to after I finish with this one. Or who knows this company may like me enough and decide that they need me here and hire me on. WISH ME LUCK!
I'm Back!
Okay, so I haven't blogged in I don't know when...but I just got this job (which I plan on tlaking about) that I am able to get online, therefore able to blog now...YAY!!
Alright lets see.....Thanks are basically...GREAT! Well, I wouldn't say great, but they are def. Getting better. Where to start...Steven (yes I'm still with him and we will together for a year TOMORROW!!) Got a really really good job. He was working for Fedex, but was offered another job making $10 an hour, so he obviously quit and took it. He went to work and on his first day they saw that he was wearing a wrap around his knee. This is because he hurt himself at Fedex, he pulled a tenden (spell check) and had the wrap for support I guess. It had been 2 months since he hurt himself, but that appearently doesn't matter. Anywho, his manager at this new job called him into his office and told him that he couldn't work there because in order to do this job he had to be 100% healthy and in good condition. Well I've personally never worked in Inventory but my guess would be that it doesn't take much physical work to order and receive items. They told him they were sorry but he could no longer work there. So for two months Steven and I struggled looked for jobs and prayed to God that something would happened because we were literally starving, didn't have enough gas to go anywhere....we had NO money what so ever, and we were 5 days away from getting evicted from our apartment because we obviously coulnd not pay rent. Then Steven went and applied at yet another Temp service, which we were informed is not a Temp service, they place people to be hired then. So they were going to give Steven a job working in a factory, when a lady named Teresa (she works at this Nontemp place) accidently called Steven. She was suppose to be calling another man, but somehow called Steven, when she realized what she had done, she listened to Steven's voice and said he had a very nice telephone voice. So Steven now works for that Nontemp service and he does interviews and places people for jobs, calls the managers of different places asking if they needed their service, etc. So I got the guts to go and apply at this place as well. So now...Steven and I both have jobs, making good money. I am a secretary for a large company. Then to top it off, Sandra was accepted into Head Start, so she now goes to school. Things are finally looking good. ITS ABOUT TIME!!! Just more proof that God answers prayers.
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- Name: Marti's Shadow
- Location: Tennessee, United States
I am 20 years old. I live with the love of my life, Steven and his Daughter. I was just recently engaged on Christmas, and am looking forward to getting married on September 16,2006.
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