Tuesday, August 16, 2005

The obligatory I'm leaving on a jet plane title

We are off to the East Coast tomorrow. Philly, D.C, NYC...watch out, here I come. I don't know how I'm going to handle the heat and humidity, I might just die. Our plane leaves at 6 in the morning. Holy Hell. I don't function at that hour so we'll see how it goes. As soon as we fly back from the East Coast I'm flying up to Oregon to see my Mom. I'm only going to be there for 5 days but it will be a nice break. So...peace out!

Monday, August 15, 2005

I have officially become a doormat

NOOOO! It's the very thing I said I would never become. I'm on of those people who doesn't take shit from anyone and tells them when they're pissing me off. BUT...It's happened. I think the whole "living with your bosses" changed me.

For example:
When I first got this job we had a house cleaner. She would come every two weeks and do all the deep cleaning. I would vacuum like once a week and keep the kitchen picked up. This worked out fine. About a month after I got here they decided to let the house cleaner go because I was doing a good enough job of keeping the house clean. But now it's getting to be to much for me. I feel like thats all I do is clean, clean, clean. Today they left a note for me that they want the house clean before we leave for our vacation on Wednesday. She also left a detailed list of the areas she wants vacuumed. This wouldn't be so bad but somehow over the course of the weekend the house gets to looking like 17 Frat boys had a party in it. EVERY weekend. Normally I would just tell these people to suck it and clean it themselves....but I can't. I don't know why. I told myself that tonight I would ask them if we could hire the house cleaner back but I haven't been able to find the right time. After they let the house cleaner go they didn't even give me a raise for my cleaning abilities.

And another thing. Host Mom asked me to help her out this weekend because boy had soccer and both of them were going to be doing other things, so she wanted me to take him to his games. I didn't have a problem with that. I woke up at freakin 7 o'clock BOTH SATURDAY AND SUNDAY. I don't even wake up that early during the weekdays. Sheesh. I drug him to his games, making sure he had everything and held off on plans with friends. This morning when I got my check I didn't get paid a dollar more for it. I guess thats what I get for doing something nice. Bitches.

Who did I become. I'm not the kind of person who lets people walk all over them. It's so frustrating......

Sunday, August 14, 2005

O positive

I went to give blood yesterday.

The lady stuck me in the right arm but somehow missed my vein. I actually think she just went through the vein completely which makes me want to vomit just thinking about it. I have a nice little blue and purple bruise there now. Isn't it kind of weird to think that this needle could've gone straight through my vein. Eww. I hope the veins not danglin there waiting to find the other half of himself.

So...the lady called over another lady and she tried my left arm. I made the mistake of turning my head to look at the needle right before she put it in. I was under the assumption that the needle was this tiny nice little needle, like the kind they give you shots with. I. was. wrong. The needle is HUGE...and HOLLOW. I swear I almost passed out. They got my pint of blood though. They should be happy. Another 56 days and I'll get to do it all over again.

The bruise is starting to turn interesting colors:

Saturday, August 13, 2005

Lets go Oakland, Lets go

Tonight I went to my first professional baseball game. I have been a baseball virgin. I don't really like baseball though, I'm a football fan myself (GO RAIDERS!). My friend got some awesome seats though and invited me. I didn't have to pay a thing and we got a VIP parking pass. VIP, I feel so special. The Oakland A's have been doing really good this year but tonight they lost:( 1-0 to the Minnesota..um...whatever team they are...Twins?.

This was our view, right behind home plate.

And my friend and I...yeah I look like crap, oh well. I worked all day and still haven't caught up from the two concerts this week.

Then they put on some cool fireworks. I took a bijjillion pictures but this one was the coolest. They look like palm trees don't they??? I think they do.

Hope you all have a great weekend. I'm working some tomorrow and Sunday so I better go get some sleep....for reals.

Friday, August 12, 2005

In my head

Last night we saw Missy Higgens, Anna Nalick and Howie Day at the Fillmore in SF.

Missy Higgens has an awesome voice. That's all I can say about her.

Anna Nalick was great. I think she had something to drink before she came on-stage so she seemed a little "happy". That's cool though, I totally understand wanting to get liquored up before performing for a bunch of weird dudes who dance funny.

Howie Day...well...um...we only saw him sing one song. We were to tired and it was going to take us a helluva long time to get home so we left, but his one song was good.

On the way back to Bart I saw something that I never want to see again in my life and it breaks my heart. We walked past a lady on the street who was digging for food in the garbage, smoking, and was also very pregnant. She asked me for spare change but I just kept walking. I seriously almost started crying. Why would you bring a child into your life on the streets? Hopefully this child will one day go on to accomplish great things......I hope.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

So much for my happy ending



It was awesome.

Butch Walker and Gavin DeGraw were the openers. Let me just say one thing about Gavin...I HATE his accent. He sounded like he was from Lousiana* but he's orignally from New York. Maybe he was trying to play up his whole "country boy" image but it got on my nerve. And he had fluffy hair.

*I don't mind Louisiana accents...just fake ones

Avril rocked. She did songs from her older album and her newer album. I can listen to her newer album over and over again without it getting old. I LOVE IT.

Another fun part of concerts is looking at all the funny people. Holy hell. What are these people thinking going out of the house looking like that?

Tonight I'm going to see Howie Day and Anna Nalick. Hopefully Howie doesn't have fluffy hair.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Whoevers dog is crapping in our backyard...please come clean it up

No neighborhood would be complete without some crazy folk running around. We got a little taste of the crazies in ours tonight.

Host Dad was outside throwing the ball down the street to the dog and I was getting ready to go work out. The dog is running back up the drive-way wanting us to throw the ball again when this old lady yells out from the other side of the street that our dog is scaring her daughter...who's at least 30. Host Dad was on the phone so I politely said okay and told the dog to stay in the yard.

I guess that wasn't the response she wanted. She started yelling at me that our dog craps in everybody else's yards. Of course she does...I've trained her to do that. How does she crap in everybody else's yards when she's locked in the backyard all day or inside with us. The only time she's out front is if were throwing the ball to her but whatever...I told just told the lady okay. She didn't like that answer either.

I can hear her talking with her daughter and her daughter asks who I am. The old lady told her I was JUST the nanny. I have no idea who these people are and how they know me but it kind of freaks me out. So then the old lady starts yelling at Host Dad about how our dog scares people and she's craps everywhere. She then tells him that she's going to go get her rottweiler so we can see which dog is tougher. Okay?

Lady...chill out. There are other dogs that look like our dog running around so maybe you're a little confused.

When I was going to work out I saw her walking across the crosswalk flailing her arms, making sure the already stopped cars wouldn't accidentally run her over.

Crazy ass neighbors

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Thank you Bacardi Raz

Glad you all showed up to my party. We watched movie and ate ridiculous amounts of popcorn and nachos.

The movie Saw was a tad bit weird and twisted but who cares when you have Bacardi flowing through your system.

So for those of you who didn't come...look at all the fun we had

Friday, August 05, 2005


Tomorrow my Host family is leaving for Tahoe to get some last minute things out of the condo.
I will have the house to myself for a whole day and a half...BY MYSELF!

I don't even know what do to with myself now.

I will have the luxury of sleeping in on Sunday without getting woken up by one of the kids screaming Mom who I'm assuming, by the decibel of his voice, is somewhere in India. That will probably happen tomorrow morning but not Sunday.

I will also get to watch whatever the hell on want on T.V. It will not be taken over by Spongebob or Pokemon. THANK GOD. I HATE THESE SHOWS. I've never like cartoons and moving into a house where the weekend revolves around them sucks.

SO...Party at my house because the 'rents are outta town!

Also, this is a crazy tree I found today. I thought it looked pretty cool.

Thursday, August 04, 2005

I'd take white padded walls over this any day

This week has been hell for Boy and I. Him and I just don't seem to see eye to eye...on anything. I have to physically restrain myself from body-slamming him because I want to really bad.

HostDad stayed home yesterday which is always a pain. The kids act different when their parents are around. They know that they can get away with a hell of a lot more around them.

HostDad kept asking boy to read some books yesterday, but boy always responded with one of these answers:

-NO!!! You can't make me!
-It's a free country, I don't have to do what you say
-You're an idiot
-You're annoying

*See why I want to body-slam the kid?

Since when do 7 year olds get to talk to their parents like that???? It's driving me crazy and if I don't need professional help by the end of this, then I'm one lucky bitch

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

For Mom

Have you ever gotten a phone call that changed your life? I have about two months ago.

That Saturday morning my Mom was scheduled to have heart surgery. This is nothing new considering she has a rare heart problem. HostMom and I were going out to lunch to discuss the kids' report cards. We pull into the parking lot and I get a phone call from my sister. She told me that Mom was not doing well, her kidneys and liver were failing and they didn't know what else was wrong. My Mom and I haven't had the best relationship but the past couple of months have been great.

What if she died?

I wasn't ready for that. I didn't get to tell her all the things I wanted to. I didn't get to tell her I loved her. What would I do without her?

After I hung up with my sister, hostmom and I went and ate lunch. I didn't really give a shit what the kids' report cards looked like at that point, but I guess she did.

My sister called about an hour later and said that Mom was doing better but she was going to stay in ICU. Now, a couple of months later, shes doing fine. I'm going to see my Mom at the end of this month. I have sooo much to tell her but I especially want to tell her that I love her.