Just a quickie

Well some good news today. YeeHaw! Especially after yesterdays post. First the *sun tunnels were installed with only one phone call from the husband. This call went on in the middle of a work problem that was quickly becoming a crisis.
* Sun Tunnels = Plexiglass bubbles on outside of roof with tubing (like a big dryer tube) is placed at the beginning and end and another flat piece of frosted plexiglass in the room that you want it in. allows natural light with no leaks (like skylights) and no heat since its all done with light reflection in the tube. totally cool and gives a lot of light even on a cloudy day in an other wise dark room. Pics coming soon.

Husband: Honey, they can only put one tunnel where you wanted.
Me: Why?
Husband: Because they didn't come with the flex tubing its straight pipe and the other will have to go thru both roofs.
Me: Tell them to go buy flex tubing & put them where I wanted that's what I paid for.
Husband: They can't do that, tell me where you want them to stick the 2nd tunnel.
Me: I love you and this is a bad time, I know exactly where you guys can stick the tunnel. But, Its' not fair to you for me to be ugly so you are there you figure it out and remember I will be home soon.
Husband: Uh, OK Love you and thank you for not being ugly. Click

The tunnel is where I wanted, it took them just a little longer but its' amazing what a small threat like "I'll be home soon" will get accomplished without being ugly. LOL

On the other side, my bosses wife came back from lunch today and said that after they left she started thinking about what I said about bi-polar getting her raise and me being the "last one out". Well, she realized that everyone else's raise came in the first 6 months of the year and I was the only one who hadn't gotten a raise this year so that was unfair and they are giving me my raise. YEEHAW!!!
With the raise if they cut our office hours it will hurt but it will not be devastating. Which without the raise, it was going to be devastating. That was one of the things that was kinda rocking my world and causing me to be up most of the night. With construction being the way it is here in Sunny Florida right now the possibility of a 3 day work week can be ugly on the money side. We can make it, just prepping for it now. Of course all this has come about right in the middle of spending money for "home improvements". Isn't life grand?
But, Que sera sera I feel much better now. LOL Must be the Vodka & grapefruit juice.

Lovely.....Photo op and a little "that sucks" news

In case you haven't already heard for my 50th b-day I really wanted my kitchen counter tops tiled, they were Formica circa 1988. I love tile. Not real impressed with Corian, granite etc. I'm a tile girl. My neighbors recently had granite installed in their kitchen and it is really pretty. But not me, so here's some pics. The husband took off a week from work to do it. Not that it will take a week but we have to play golf at least once maybe twice.

Done, big hole is where sink goes! Duh huh!


Diligence and beer the husband is working hard!


See the color! OOOOOO


Small portion of the mess

My husband is doing a fantastic job! He works harder and is more meticulous because he doesn't want it to "look like a dumb banker did it". Of course like most women I sometimes have more "balls" than brains when I said "when your done the kitchen, you should go ahead and tile the master bathroom sink like I wanted." Hellllo! Do you not know when to quit? Knowing me he politely said "F&%$ you". He did laugh and shake his head while flipping me off. Guess that wasn't good timing. LOL

Preparing for this wasn't so bad either. I mean I really did the "smart" thing and had the maid come clean the day before we started. She only comes twice a month but, lord that shouldn't have been the day! That bit of intelligent information came to me when husband took out the Jam Saw and proceeded to cut off the original back splash and fifty tons of dust blew through my house covering everything within a two mile radius. OMG! We opened windows, turned on fans and choked to death while it cleared out. So much for the maid coming. Did I mention also that in the middle of all this fun we are having a new roof put on. Oh, yeah. It hasn't rained in 2 months and what does it do the day they start? Rains like Noah just finished the Ark! So what should have taken two days has taken four and the last part, installing Sun Tunnels is happening tomorrow. Well, if it doesn't rain, so I'll just disregard the 60% chance the weatherman has been touting all day. At least we are having fun right?

Now for the news that sucks:
I was told I wasn't going to get my pay raise this year because business has been so slow the company is "tightening their belts". Basically it will affect me and the warehouse manager. The two lowest paid in the company and there are only two people in the office, me & bi-polar. What really sucks? Bi-polar got hers already this year. About a month ago to be exact. My pay raise was due Oct. 6th on my anniversary date, but bi-polar said it was the day she was "told" to give me a raise." As in "Hasn't Grammice been here a year yet? Shouldn't she get her raise?" I've been there four years and every year I wait for bi-polar to "remember" to give me my raise. That really sounds greedy and spoiled. I'm not, it just irritates me that hers comes EXACTLY on her anniversary date unless that is a weekend then she gives it to herself the Friday before. Rakes my ass. I keep telling myself that at least I still have a job. So, I'm trying to be positive. But DAMN I work hard, do what I'm asked and on a moments notice I will work late when bi-polar doesn't come in, like today. I found out at noon that I was going to be there till 5. At 9a I started asking where she was, she was suppose to be in at 11-1130 had something to do with her daughter. OK, So I will work from 7a-5p, overtime is good. But she will bitch if I put an appt. on the calendar a month in advance just so everyone knows I'll be out. We used to call it "consideration". Something she knows nothing about.
Enough about her I may have to go get a vodka and grapefruit on a work night.

To end on a positive note, what does everyone think of my kitchen in progress? I love it! I have a visual going that even bi-polar can't kill.

I'm such a hater

God I hate Monday! I hate remodeling. I hate being bored at work. I hate bi-polar looking at me! I hate doing laundry! I hate my husbands snoring. I hate not being able to eat whatever I want, when I want without gaining a gazillion pounds. I hate trying to get dead beat contractors to pay their bills that are 5 mos. old and they keep promising to bring me a check and bi-polar keeps letting work get done for them and their bills keep getting higher then she tells the owners' wife I'm not doing collections. I hate bi-polar looking at me.

Elvis, Peanut butter, Bananas and Bis-ghetti

OK, I grew up watching Elvis swivel, rock, sweat, get fat, sweat more and still rock. I remember shedding real tears when he died and thinking about how sad his life had gotten. I remember thinking "poor Lisa Marie". Yeah, OK I was young too.

I also grew up NOT eating peanut butter and banana sandwiches. I had cream cheese and jelly or cream cheese and banana. I HATE peanut butter. Yep, nasty, stinky throw-up food peanut butter. I did not introduce my children to PB. My husband did when we were dating and the kids were about 5 and 3.

Husband: Hey guys how about a PBJ?

Kids: Whats that?

Husband: Grammice, they don't know what a PBJ is? pbj=peanut butter and jelly

Me: Nope, we don't eat that sh1t in my house. (I wasn't even ashamed)

Husband: Come here guys let me show you something.
My children then watched in awe as he spread PB first on 1 side then Jelly on the other and smashed them together. They ate like someone had made them a candy sandwich and I was out of town. From that point on PBJ's became a staple in our house. I was not happy.

Since money was so bad the husband in college, I was making $114.00 per week as a secretary, he introduced them to another way to enjoy eating PBJ's. Something called BIS-ghetti with PBJs. That's Franco American Spaghetti w/ketchup, mustard, brown sugar & about a 1lb ground beef added. Cook it all together and serve it with milk & a PBJ. At this point my kids loved my husband so much more than me, after all I had hidden this treasure of life from them.
Daughter and son love this dish to this day. Not too long ago daughter called & begged her dad to make her bis-sghetti and she fed it to the G-kids.

Recently while grocery shopping my husband slips about 4 Reese's PB cups into the cart, he tells me they were "new" and he wanted to try them. I look down and see a picture of Elvis on the front and the words "Banana Cream". Well, HOT DAMN! Banana Cream and chocolate? Hmmmm this might be good. Later, when we get home I noticed they have PB and banana Cream! Banana Cream wins out, I mean it has to hide the taste of the PB right? The husband & I share one.

People let me tell you that despite the PB REESE'S has hit the jackpot! This is GOOOOOD! Then husband says (eyes rolling around head) "Bet these would be good COLD".
O hell! In the fridge they went. I still only eat about 1/2 because I really don't like PB but guys I'm telling you....buy them, fridge them and then find a place of total peace & quiet and savor each bite.

Chili, Chilly and tile

I can hardly believe it.....our temperature is going to 48 in the evenings here starting tonight! Can I hear a rousing hallelujah! For those of you who have already seen those temps you can at least be happy for us here in north Fla.
The husband just laughs because he knows the very 1st thing going on the stove this weekend will be my famous Chili! Simmering all damn day! Hmmmmm I can almost taste it! Daughter hates it and everyone else asks for the recipe. Daughter says they are trying to improve it. LOL You can only do your best raising them right?

The husband & I are tiling the kitchen counter tops, its my 50th birthday present. I currently have the lovely and everlasting 1988 Formica. Scratched and stained every where. I have scrubbed and polished it over and over trying to clean it.
Its U-G-L-Y.
I have looked for months for exactly what I wanted. I knew what color, what style everything. I was on the Internet researching and shopping. Nothing! Totally frustrated. Then one Saturday I finally found it at the last place I thought to look. If it hadn't been for daughter calling & wanting me to pick up g-daughter #1 "because shes on your side of town" I would never have found my tile.

To keep within the budget we are installing ourselves, not hard and we have done this before. Originally we were quoted $5.50 a sq.ft for Lavastone which is almost like a mexican in thickness, but has the deep rich color of a mosaic, perfect for counter tops. YEH!!!! Totally in my budget with some left over! Whooowee! While we are getting quantity etc. figured out the "screw you" rock rolls out and the sales rep says "I am so sorry the previous price I gave you was for a 4x4 square, each, the actual price is......$30.00 a sq. ft.! OMG!!!! Holy Shit!!! Now to some that wouldn't be too bad but me? Oh hell, after I gave banker hubs mouth to mouth to resuscitate I told the rep I would let him know, I HAD to think! He apologized again BUT he could lower the price to $20.00 because of the error. We went home.

I was in a crap-ass mood all weekend because I had what I wanted, I was misquoted and frankly I was just PO'd about the whole thing. Dammit! Never fails when we think everything is going along great on a home project in rolls the "screw you" rock. Husband felt terrible, we talked, fudgetted, re-measured in case we had too much, you know all the things to try and figure out how to work around the "screw you" rock. Well, the husband surprised me Wednesday when I left work he called "Order your tile I figured out how we can pay for it and not kill our budget". Good 'ol banker husband...I sure hope he likes the tile when he gets out of jail!!!! LOL*

*Only kidding on the jail thing....we did figure it out and the tile is being delivered next week.

P.S.
If you have a chance to read Sh1ts and Giggles it's a good read today and a heart warming post.

Can you hear me now?

Just a quickie. The husband and I just had this conversation, its 745p.

Husband-in kitchen: I'm kinda like you just got the "fungrys"*.
*more munchy than hungry

Me-living room: Eat your yogurt before it goes bad.

Husband: I can't go to bed yet or I'll be up at 3 am.

Wife: What?

Husband: I can't go to bed or I'll be at 3 am.

Wife: Whats that got to do with yogurt?

Husband: What Yogurt?

Wife: Aren't you hungry?

Husband: No, why?......

What was REALLY said:

Husband: I'm kinda like you, tired but not ready for bed.

Wife: Eat your yogurt before it goes bad.

Husband:I can't go to bed yet or I'll be up at 3 am.

Wife: What?

Husband: I SAID I can't got to bed I will be up at 3am.

Wife: Oh, I thought you said you were hungry like me. Do you want any yogurt?

Husband: No, I'm just tired tonight. What just happened here?

Wife: One of us can't hear.

Goodnight

Help Me! and other things...

Well, who gives a shit but, Brittany Spears kids finally will get a somewhat half-ass chance at a life, for now, her ex has received custody. In my opinion "why didn't this happen a year ago"?

Spent a total of 2 hours between the husband & I on phone with daughter about my 50th birthday party last night. Husband drives her crazy cause he's too "conservative" and wants to do this organized type thing but swears he doesn't. Daughter is totally organized but agonizes over every detail. Me? I'm a nats ass away from just slap it on a table, put up some lights, grab some beer & liquor and tadada! It's a party! LOL. But alas daughter says we need a theme.
We picked one last nite, a regular birthday party with balloons and hats and noise makers etc. and now after dreaming about some of the weirdest birthday parties ever I don't know if I like the idea. This will send daughter into a complete meltdown along with the fact that I'm not worried about the menu because its my birthday. We are definitely having oysters raw & steamed because its fall and they are totally awesome right now..good and salty. Hmmmm! Everything after that is a bonus.

So peoples out there in blog-land HELP!!! I have till Friday to come up with something. If you like the "Happy Birthday" with hats, balloons etc. let me know.

We have vetoed the following:
Parrot Head
Trash Bash
Anything Mexican
Nifty 50
Over the Hill

So Burg? Sunshine? Kat? Heather? Weather? Help out an "old Lady". LOL