Friday, our family took my mom out for Mother's Day. We went to Lucilles in Lake Forest. The waiter sucked and they brought me the wrong food, but because it was smothered in nasty gravy, I didn't catch it until I had been pushing the food around my plate while everyone else finished their dinner. So, to late to be bothered to correct the meal...I suppose this was fine since food is all ass anyway.
Saturday, the kids and I planned on ripping the ceiling out of the demo area while Mike digs the underground electrical trench and lays wire. This demo did not go as well as last weekend. Janee turned into something from a horror movie, for no reason. She was rude, she was loud, she was obnoxious, she was 4000 volts of pure attitude. Which, then causes me to get pissed, and Jesse ot get pissed, and Mike to get pissed....Once it was finished half assly, and we were all pissed of fat each other, she went to watch TV. Once she got her way, she turned into a "sweetheart". I don't think so. You dont throw attitude when you are helping yourself get a bedroom, and then when you get your way act like a ray of sunshine. She only apologized to me because Mike forced her to, and when her mom came to pick her up for the night, Mike told her to wish me happy mothers day, so she screamed at him "I WAS GOING TO", and then said it half assly to me, and then left.
Sunday, it was Mike, Brody and I. Peace. It actually went smoothly and quietly. I went grocery shopping for my weekly trip and only spent $200.00! usually I push 300. Janee called to apologized sincerely, and wished me happy mothers day and Mike taught me how to use the electric hedger.
As far as pregnancy, I am 9 weeks yesterday, still feeling barfy constantly and gained 7 pounds of bloat this weekend! Amazing! I busted out some maternity pants I bought last week and those things are fabulous. I am upset I need them now since I will be sick of them by Decemeber, but this bloat is kicking my ass. I need to watch it (not sure how) because I have a Dr.s appt in 2 weeks and I refuse to start getting lectures on weight now. Especially since I cant eat!
Mike's last day of work is Wednesday. Thursday he goes in for his surgery to fix his "severe arthritis" in his left big toe. he will be out of work for at least 2 1/2 months. Holy shit! I have been freaking out about this to him for a week now. What am I going to do with him home all the time? Finally last night, he even admitted he was concerned with being home, laid up for a period of time. He turns into quite the pain in the ass when he can't work. So, we will see how it goes!
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