Whirrrrrr

How long does it take for the cops to arrive when you Google "how to get blood out of carpet?"

We're masochists

As if we don't do enough driving, we decided to forego the little birds in the sky and make plans to stop at friend's places and anywhere else we wanted to see while on our way to Ft Lauderdale to spend a week at the corporate office. The scheduling of this trip is a very long story, suffice it to say we missed one day of training because people are idiots. We got to spend an evening in Myrtle Beach with S&M (No, not THAT kind of S&M, sicko), which was really nice, except for when their dog licked my face and I broke out into hives. Fun. Really fun.

The next morning we headed off into what should have been a 8-9 hour drive. It was almost 11 hours and about half way through we looked at each other and asked why did we do this? Neither of us had an answer. This could get very, very long.

Highlights:

Seeing my sister and her family
Going out on a private 53 ft boat and getting to see Tiger Woods home, a 70 million dollar yacht with a helicopter pad on it, and some other gorgeous homes
Visiting The Melting Pot again, mmmmmmmmmmmm
The corporate trainers loved us, LOVED US, they really, really loved us
Stopping in Savannah for a night on the way back
Horse drawn carriage ride
Seeing a movie being filmed
Buying huge shrimp for $3.50 a lb
Having said huge shrimp leak on my seat, resulting in my car smelling like lobster bisque for a week, so far
Dancing at a bar on the water in Myrtle, having a big blow out fight with Mr. M in front of a dear friend, f.u.n.
Having makeup sex when we came home.....

White Oleander

"You ask me about regret? Let me tell you a few things about regret, my darling. There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link separately, as if you could uncouple them? Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or just the ending itself? I've given more thought to this question than you can begin to imagine."

It's all in the details

Sitting at the dinner table:

Mr. M: (mouthing the words) You are an ass
Queen: He just called me a name
Mr. M: Your Mom is irritated, I did not call her a name
Kids: We believe her
Mr. M: Someday you guys are going to know the truth, your mom is just irritated
Prince: Mom are you irritating to him?
Queen: Well now, I probably am irritating to him, but I'm not irritated


Subtle, very subtle.....

The birds and the bees

Whilst watching Y&R - Mr. M's show, not mine mind you - a couple is laying in bed, the male with no shirt, the phone rings...

Princess: Why do they always make a phone call during sex?

I think I died laughing.....

It's 3AM...

Running a business can really, really suck sometimes. And when employees on whom you thought you could count just up and quit over some trivial little bullshit, it can throw a monkey-wrench into the whole setup. It's also the price you pay for having a business that is some 3-1/2 hours away.

We're short-handed again and worse than that, the coverage we're short is the morning session which starts at 7:30AM. Unable to hire someone on short notice and our emergency backup unavailable, I set the alarm clock for *gulp* >>>>> 3AM.................... for Queen.

Now, for those of you who know her well, she can handle 3AM pretty well... as a bedtime. As a wake-time, well, there isn't much in this world more irritated than Queen being rousted from bed that early. When she gave me a kiss before leaving, I let her know that I prepared a "care package" for her the night before with a cinnamon roll and some banana bread... a bag of sugar cookies and prepped her usual morning hot chocolate so all she had to do was put it in the microwave and stir.

Of course, we forget something important... the fact that I have her key to the business... so all that goodwill trying to make her 3AM travel as easy as possible ends up with a 7AM phone call to me cursing about "HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO GET INTO THE BUSINESS?!?!?!?" She wasn't pissed at me, per se, just cranky... up early, 3-1/2 hour drive, gets there without any problems, and then can't get in.

Fortunately, I make a few calls and one of the other employees catches her husband before he leaves for work and he runs the key over to her in mere minutes. *whew* Crisis averted.

Here's hoping the rest of her day goes well, especially the drive back which will occur in only a few hours.

Love you doll! Please don't beat my ass when you get home!

As the World turns

There are changes afoot in the Kingdom. These changes could bring about our dreams, or they could ruin us forever. I apologize that I cannot discuss these changes, it's killing me in numerous ways. I have lost my ability to feel in many ways because I can't talk about things. But I know I have to keep them within the walls until we know where the path is leading us. I'm not here alone, Mr. M is in it with me, and we talk non-stop, but I long for the days when I was able to share everything here. The good, the bad, and the ugly, even if it wasn't everything, it was something.

The one thing I can discuss a little bit is the fact that Mr. M is headed back to custody court on Tuesday, with a settlement in hand. It's not what we wanted, it's not what we've fought for during the past two years, but it's where the road has taken us. Psycho Mom will fight it all the way, she will never agree to what is best for the kids, even if it makes it harder on herself. So our only prayer is that the Judge can see why he is requesting each change and that she can make a decision. It will still not be over, as the changes taking place on our end may change everything in the very near future, but we have tried to include provisions for these potential changes.

In everyday news we have the kids teacher conferences this week, then we have the kids an extra week as we prepare to head to Ft Lauderdale for training. It will be a semi-vacation for us as we stop in Myrtle Beach to visit friends on the way.....