~She dances by the light of the moon~
Saturday, March 01, 2003
For the first time in my life (so far) I was accused of being a cop, had my shirt pulled back to expose the shamrock tattoo on my breast and had someone try to sell me some pot all in the same day! All of this occured at my new (and I am thinking temporary) place of employment.
I tell you, I work with some real winners. This kid, we'll call him Bruce, in particular is just a treasure. Pulling my top down further so he could see my tattoo--bold as brass. Had I not been so shocked I would have slapped him. Then he asked me if I was a cop and if I was I could frisk him. I'll take a pass on that, Guido.
My first day on the phones was interesting to say the least. If I ever hear a good way to get rid of telemarketers I will pass it on to you all. And here is the first one:
Me: "Hello, I need to speak with the person who handles the Verizon telephone account please."
Mr. Smart Ass from New Jersey: "All you NEED is food, air and water."
**CLICK**
I just laughed. That was a good one. Wished I would have thought of it. I could have put it to use all those months I spent in Hell*Mart.
Leslie and I went out to dinner. We took Winter the Girl with us. She was so well behaved! Just a precious little lady. I was so proud of her. (Tom was spending the night at my folk's house...his Friday ritual). We then went shopping at Gordmans. I bought Winter a little Hoochie Momma outfit. She said she was going to wear it for "Mommy's Mark". Leslie and I just laughed until we cried. She has the biggest crush on Mark and it is so cute.
She played with her Barbies (demons from hell I am telling you!!!) for hours. Her Ken doll became Mark and I was the dark haired Barbie in the wedding gown. Funny, though, the "Ken/Mark" doll spent more time with the "Princess Winter" doll than the "Mommy Bride" doll.
Ah well. I can't complain too much. I have a job that provides me more time with my kids and my friends, pays me well and I am in love with a man who couldn't be more suited for me. He is all I have ever asked for or dreamed of.
I tell you, I work with some real winners. This kid, we'll call him Bruce, in particular is just a treasure. Pulling my top down further so he could see my tattoo--bold as brass. Had I not been so shocked I would have slapped him. Then he asked me if I was a cop and if I was I could frisk him. I'll take a pass on that, Guido.
My first day on the phones was interesting to say the least. If I ever hear a good way to get rid of telemarketers I will pass it on to you all. And here is the first one:
Me: "Hello, I need to speak with the person who handles the Verizon telephone account please."
Mr. Smart Ass from New Jersey: "All you NEED is food, air and water."
**CLICK**
I just laughed. That was a good one. Wished I would have thought of it. I could have put it to use all those months I spent in Hell*Mart.
Leslie and I went out to dinner. We took Winter the Girl with us. She was so well behaved! Just a precious little lady. I was so proud of her. (Tom was spending the night at my folk's house...his Friday ritual). We then went shopping at Gordmans. I bought Winter a little Hoochie Momma outfit. She said she was going to wear it for "Mommy's Mark". Leslie and I just laughed until we cried. She has the biggest crush on Mark and it is so cute.
She played with her Barbies (demons from hell I am telling you!!!) for hours. Her Ken doll became Mark and I was the dark haired Barbie in the wedding gown. Funny, though, the "Ken/Mark" doll spent more time with the "Princess Winter" doll than the "Mommy Bride" doll.
Ah well. I can't complain too much. I have a job that provides me more time with my kids and my friends, pays me well and I am in love with a man who couldn't be more suited for me. He is all I have ever asked for or dreamed of.
Friday, February 28, 2003
Are You So Strong or Is All The Weakness In Me?
The new job was pretty good. It's hard to judge now as I spent all day in the training room with the boss and 3 other newbies....these people were...maybe 20 at the oldest. And they were so unprofessional. I mean, some of it was amusing but some of it was humiliating...like, what am I doing with these idiots? Then I remembered the sweet paychecks I will be getting, and the wonderful hours I will have and it all came back to me.
Personally, I think their training program is bogus. A day and a half of training then we are taking "hot calls". Oh Boy, that'll be fun. but I can do it. Without a question.
Everybody in the building smokes. So when the team supervisors let the teams go on break they all huddle together outside to smoke. Dear Lord. Thankfully my sister applied this afternoon and she is going to have her interview tomorrow at 1pm. So if she starts working there that will be sweet.
It was mind blowing to get in the car at 4:48 and realize...my work day is over. I have the whole evening in front of me. How cool is that??
After work I went over to Hell*Mart and did my "exit interview". I was disappointed. Any other exit interview I have done asks where the company could improve. No such thing with Hell*Mart. Just basically going over the fact that I quit, that I am no longer an Associate (as if *that* hurts my feelings) and advice about my stock purchases. Chad told me "I am really glad you found a job that makes you happy, Jennifer. I know you wanted those hours. I just wish you would have treated us with more respect." He is a fine one to be talking about respect!!!!! I just said "MMM-hmmm". And went to get my check.
As fate will always have it, I crossed paths with Mike Martin. As I was walking out the front door I hear this deep voice behind me go "Hey". Yes, friends, it was Mike ---TLE Mike, not Skank Mike. So he walked me to my car asking me about where I had been all this time, where was I working, where was this place located, telling me about his jobs, how all he has time to do is work, blah blah blah. Then he told me he was happy for me and that my job sounded good. I thanked him and he told me to keep in touch. Then I got in my car and drove away.
I have to admit I was kind of sad being in Hell*Mart again. Not that I miss the work, but I will miss my co-workers. They are waaay better people than the skanks working at this new place. But I am willing to work with skanks if I can get good pay and great hours.
Leslie and I are going out to dinner tomorrow night. That will be nice. Saturday Mark is coming over to visit me and the kids. I thought that was a nice gesture on his part.
My dad fixed the stopped up kitchen sink. He poured "Liquid Fire" down the drain and that ate up whatever was clogging it but it left a STANK. I had to open windows and doors to air it out.
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Tonight I am grateful for:
1. Making it through the first day of a new job
2. The new outfit I bought this evening when I went shopping with my son
3. Got a check from Hell*Mart
4. Don't have to work this weekend...or ANY weekend for that matter
5. Tom had a good time at Hastings at the Yu Gi Oh Tournament with his buddy Blake
The new job was pretty good. It's hard to judge now as I spent all day in the training room with the boss and 3 other newbies....these people were...maybe 20 at the oldest. And they were so unprofessional. I mean, some of it was amusing but some of it was humiliating...like, what am I doing with these idiots? Then I remembered the sweet paychecks I will be getting, and the wonderful hours I will have and it all came back to me.
Personally, I think their training program is bogus. A day and a half of training then we are taking "hot calls". Oh Boy, that'll be fun. but I can do it. Without a question.
Everybody in the building smokes. So when the team supervisors let the teams go on break they all huddle together outside to smoke. Dear Lord. Thankfully my sister applied this afternoon and she is going to have her interview tomorrow at 1pm. So if she starts working there that will be sweet.
It was mind blowing to get in the car at 4:48 and realize...my work day is over. I have the whole evening in front of me. How cool is that??
After work I went over to Hell*Mart and did my "exit interview". I was disappointed. Any other exit interview I have done asks where the company could improve. No such thing with Hell*Mart. Just basically going over the fact that I quit, that I am no longer an Associate (as if *that* hurts my feelings) and advice about my stock purchases. Chad told me "I am really glad you found a job that makes you happy, Jennifer. I know you wanted those hours. I just wish you would have treated us with more respect." He is a fine one to be talking about respect!!!!! I just said "MMM-hmmm". And went to get my check.
As fate will always have it, I crossed paths with Mike Martin. As I was walking out the front door I hear this deep voice behind me go "Hey". Yes, friends, it was Mike ---TLE Mike, not Skank Mike. So he walked me to my car asking me about where I had been all this time, where was I working, where was this place located, telling me about his jobs, how all he has time to do is work, blah blah blah. Then he told me he was happy for me and that my job sounded good. I thanked him and he told me to keep in touch. Then I got in my car and drove away.
I have to admit I was kind of sad being in Hell*Mart again. Not that I miss the work, but I will miss my co-workers. They are waaay better people than the skanks working at this new place. But I am willing to work with skanks if I can get good pay and great hours.
Leslie and I are going out to dinner tomorrow night. That will be nice. Saturday Mark is coming over to visit me and the kids. I thought that was a nice gesture on his part.
My dad fixed the stopped up kitchen sink. He poured "Liquid Fire" down the drain and that ate up whatever was clogging it but it left a STANK. I had to open windows and doors to air it out.
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Tonight I am grateful for:
1. Making it through the first day of a new job
2. The new outfit I bought this evening when I went shopping with my son
3. Got a check from Hell*Mart
4. Don't have to work this weekend...or ANY weekend for that matter
5. Tom had a good time at Hastings at the Yu Gi Oh Tournament with his buddy Blake
Thursday, February 27, 2003
Well, I start my new job tomorrow instead of Monday.
My boss called me and said that he remembered me from FTI and wanted to know if I would be willing to do business to business calls instead of residential. I told him I would be more than willing to do that. I used to call businesses when I worked at FTI so I am familiar with that and the calls will be primairily to New York and New Jersey. Well, I have spent a huge amount of time on the East Coast (and my boyfriend is from New York, for god's sake) so I can talk to these people. Also the business program pays $9/hr instead of $8 so hell yeah, I am all over that.
I can't believe I will have a set schedule, much more money and no weekends or nights!!!!! Granted, telemarketing sucks big time but if it means I have more time with my kids and my beloved and it pays more than I am all over it. Besides I am a good actress and Lord knows I laid the BS on thick with some of those Ass't managers at Wal*mart. I know I can do this.
I'm just nervous---first day jitters and all.
Before my boss called I was contemplating hopping on a plane headed for Maine. My heart was hurting, I was full of wanderlust and remembering the happy times I had out there. However it would be a hollow dream because Mark wouldn't be there with me. And I can't be without him. There will be vacations....*sigh* and I have stopped smelling the clam shell. hahahaha. Smelling it makes me sad...it smells like "home". I know that sounds wierd but growing up near the sea, on the sea....that smell was and always will be a part of my life.
I told Mark of my flighty mood and he was kind of sad. I felt bad. I think I hurt him and that is the last thing I want to do. I would never up and leave him. And if I was so stupid to do something like that I would just put rocks in my pockets and walk out to the waves.....then my torment would be ended. He told me "If going to Maine is going to make you happy then you should go. I will be devestated but your happiness is what is most important." God, how can you not love a man like that? But no. As badly as I long for it I will not leave Mark. He is helping me to become a stronger, more independant person not to mention the fact that I love him like crazy.
I got to his place, we went to the bedroom and didn't emerge for 3 hours. When I am with him it's like we are in our own little world. He takes me to new levels of pleasure.....I've looked all my life for someone like him....the perfect balance of looks, intelligence, confidence and sense of humor. He was made for me and I for him.
But enough of my love-sick ramblings.....
Call me paranoid (don't worry, it doesn't hurt my feelings) but I think Wal*Mart bugs their phones.
I called up there today and asked for Leslie in Garden Center. My call was connected and we chatted for about 7 minutes.
5 minutes later Wal*Mart calls me back. I didn't know if it was Leslie calling to ask me something or if it was management. So I answered the phone.
It was Sandy in Personnel "Jennifer, are you coming to pick your check up tomorrow?"
Ummm...no. Why don't you just keep it? But really, I said "Yes, when I get off work."
She goes "What time do you get off?"
Smart ass Jen says "whenever I am with Mark" but I said "5 pm"
She goes "Well I'll make sure there is a manager here to give you your exit interview at that time."
I'm like...oooh, exit interview! It will take me a good 5 hours to fill that one out. I have so much bitchcraft to lay down.
Anyhow I just find it so odd that they called --out of the blue-- 5 minutes after I talked to Leslie.
Well, I have to get up early so I better go to bed. I'll let y'all know how the new job goes!! Wish me luck my witchy ones!!
The 5 Gratitudes:
1. Mark loves me
2. a better paying job with fantastic hours
3. *knock on wood* my life seems to be moving in a positive direction
4. good friends
5. Mark looking at me gazing off into the distance and saying "You are so pretty"
Your Hottest Body Part is Your Breasts!
You use those babies to get your way in the workplace and in relationships.
You'll do anything to show them off from wearing push up bras to going very low cut.
And while men don't look you in the eyes right away, you've always got the upper hand.
Playboy should devote a special edition to you.
Whether they're natural or enhanced, average or huge, they're your best friends.
These friends never let you down.
Celebs who work their breasts as hard as you do include: Carmen Electra, Jenny McCarthy, Tyra Banks, and of course, Pamela Anderson.
Want to play up your breasts even more?
Two words: push-up bra.
Even though you've got it, it can't hurt to flaunt it more.
Another boost? Tank tops and low cut tops with bras built in.
What's Your Hottest Body Part??
More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva
Tuesday, February 25, 2003
Nothing a blender, some ice and Mudslide drink mix couldn't fix
I feel moody tonight.
I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. You'd think I'd be grateful just to be free of Hell*Mart.
I've been listening to Eva Cassidy...I think that has a lot to do with my mood. Her voice always makes me a little sad and brings flashbacks of the Nahant Sea Serpent. *chuckling*
I had two conversations in the bathtub this evening. I called Mark--but at a bad time. He had just gotten home and was getting ready to eat. Also we had talked online quite a bit today so there wasn't much to say. So I let him go. I'm doing my best not to annoy him or wear out my welcome.
The second was Leslie. We talked and laughed about people at Wal*Mart and how scared I am to go in on Thursday and get my paycheck. I can just imagine Chad and other managers giving me disapproving looks for breaking free of the flock. We had a great conversation....but then we usually do. She laughs loud and shamelessly. That is what I love about her. And the only thing I will miss about working at Wal*Mart.
The kids and I went to the Book/Video store tonight. I bought Winter some Barbie (that evil bitch, look at me brainwashing my daughter already with unrealistic female body images) books and I got Tom a couple packs of Yu Gi Oh cards. He was thrilled because one of them had a rare "limited edition" card inside. And we found out every Thurday 4-6 they have dueling tournaments. Tom is all excited to go.
I bought a book called "Good Harbor", written by Anita Diamant. (She also wrote "The Red Tent"). Anyway the book is about the relationship between two women in Gloucester, MA....one a life long resident, the other recently moved there. One of them gets cancer and the book talks about the friendship they forge. I look forward to reading it.
It's been nice watching the kids play quietly. Winter is having a blast with her doll house and Tom is all studying his cards. As of yet they haven't commenced with the sibling rivalry.
5 Gratitudes:
1. got the courage up to write Skank Mike an email telling him (in a polite way) to play "hide and go fuck yourself"
2. a quiet evening with the children
3. Got my exercise in. Someday I might actually enjoy working out but I don't forsee it happening any time soon.
4. good books
5. getting rid of all that is unneccesary...to make room in my life for all the blessings the Goddess will bring to me.
I feel moody tonight.
I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. You'd think I'd be grateful just to be free of Hell*Mart.
I've been listening to Eva Cassidy...I think that has a lot to do with my mood. Her voice always makes me a little sad and brings flashbacks of the Nahant Sea Serpent. *chuckling*
I had two conversations in the bathtub this evening. I called Mark--but at a bad time. He had just gotten home and was getting ready to eat. Also we had talked online quite a bit today so there wasn't much to say. So I let him go. I'm doing my best not to annoy him or wear out my welcome.
The second was Leslie. We talked and laughed about people at Wal*Mart and how scared I am to go in on Thursday and get my paycheck. I can just imagine Chad and other managers giving me disapproving looks for breaking free of the flock. We had a great conversation....but then we usually do. She laughs loud and shamelessly. That is what I love about her. And the only thing I will miss about working at Wal*Mart.
The kids and I went to the Book/Video store tonight. I bought Winter some Barbie (that evil bitch, look at me brainwashing my daughter already with unrealistic female body images) books and I got Tom a couple packs of Yu Gi Oh cards. He was thrilled because one of them had a rare "limited edition" card inside. And we found out every Thurday 4-6 they have dueling tournaments. Tom is all excited to go.
I bought a book called "Good Harbor", written by Anita Diamant. (She also wrote "The Red Tent"). Anyway the book is about the relationship between two women in Gloucester, MA....one a life long resident, the other recently moved there. One of them gets cancer and the book talks about the friendship they forge. I look forward to reading it.
It's been nice watching the kids play quietly. Winter is having a blast with her doll house and Tom is all studying his cards. As of yet they haven't commenced with the sibling rivalry.
5 Gratitudes:
1. got the courage up to write Skank Mike an email telling him (in a polite way) to play "hide and go fuck yourself"
2. a quiet evening with the children
3. Got my exercise in. Someday I might actually enjoy working out but I don't forsee it happening any time soon.
4. good books
5. getting rid of all that is unneccesary...to make room in my life for all the blessings the Goddess will bring to me.
If You Put My Heart To Your Ear, You Can Hear the Ocean
Think about the sea, children
Think about the ebb and flow
Think about the power
That's so far below
And her passion and her wisdom
Are there for you to know
Children, think about the sea
~author unknown
Think about the sea, children
Think about the ebb and flow
Think about the power
That's so far below
And her passion and her wisdom
Are there for you to know
Children, think about the sea
~author unknown
Revenge of the Ass Clowns
Goddamn.
I had a nice night with Mark. I cooked dinner for him here at my place. He wants me to come over Wednesday and he is cooking dinner for us. Poor guy also fixed my porch light and put my Little Mermaid wedding set together.
So, we had a nice time talking about lots of things, kissing and kinda sorta cuddling. But I got no loving. LOL!! Y'all know I am such a nypmho. Oh well I will get some soon. I have no fear about that.
Then after he left I signed on MSN messenger to talk to Brian (because he has dial up and I can't call him). Who should pop up but SKANK MIKE!!! Asking me why we haven't spoken in so long? Gee, could it be because I only wanted him for a one night stand last summer and he wouldn't go away? Could it be because I have the best man in the world right now and I don't want anything to do with his trifling ass? Could it be because him and Alan get together and compare notes all the time??? UGH.
Tomorrow I am going to see about having his number blocked from my phone. He tried to call me twice after Iogged out of messenger. I wouldn't answer the phone.Just turned the ringer off.
Ugh, I am so tired I can't keep my eyes open. But I am scared of Skank Mike trying to pull something. Hopefully he is passed out on the couch somewhere in his place.
Will try to make a sensible post tomorrow.
Goddamn.
I had a nice night with Mark. I cooked dinner for him here at my place. He wants me to come over Wednesday and he is cooking dinner for us. Poor guy also fixed my porch light and put my Little Mermaid wedding set together.
So, we had a nice time talking about lots of things, kissing and kinda sorta cuddling. But I got no loving. LOL!! Y'all know I am such a nypmho. Oh well I will get some soon. I have no fear about that.
Then after he left I signed on MSN messenger to talk to Brian (because he has dial up and I can't call him). Who should pop up but SKANK MIKE!!! Asking me why we haven't spoken in so long? Gee, could it be because I only wanted him for a one night stand last summer and he wouldn't go away? Could it be because I have the best man in the world right now and I don't want anything to do with his trifling ass? Could it be because him and Alan get together and compare notes all the time??? UGH.
Tomorrow I am going to see about having his number blocked from my phone. He tried to call me twice after Iogged out of messenger. I wouldn't answer the phone.Just turned the ringer off.
Ugh, I am so tired I can't keep my eyes open. But I am scared of Skank Mike trying to pull something. Hopefully he is passed out on the couch somewhere in his place.
Will try to make a sensible post tomorrow.
Monday, February 24, 2003
If I Ran Away, I'd Never Have the Strength to Go Very Far
I had no clue Tori Amos covered so many different songs. While surfing for MP3's last night I saw she had covered Stevie Nicks, Prince, Madonna, Bruce Springsteen and REM among others. She completely messed up REM's over-played "Losing My Religion" but did a fantastic job with "Please Come to Boston".
The new job just gets better and better: banker's hours, commission (if I am a good girl) and no weekends. I start training next week. Jennifer starts her training tonight. She is working the evening shift. This opens so many opportunities for me...like Mark said "*poof* you have a life". Unreal!!! I noticed several lighthouse pictures in there today that I missed on Friday. All shots of the Portland Head Light with inspirational, goal acheiving messages on them.
I saw my god son today. I about choked. I was eating a healthy lunch (wow, look at me go: a salad and veggie burger....a vertiable feast considering my days of famine when I worked in Hell) and I heard all these voices outside my door. I thought the CIA had finally found me and discoverd my plot to overthrow the Bush Administration. Turns out it was my sister, her friend Lynn and some guy.....tall, black hair, sunglasses and black clothes.....I was like "HI...." and my sister goes "You know who this is don't you??" I looked......and then he took of his sunglasses and it was Ryan!!!! I could have died! He was my son's age the last time I saw him! Now he is all grown up and tall! I can still see the little boy in his eyes. Freaks my shit out...the passing of time.
So it was nice to see him. My sister was bragging to him about how I met Stephen King and showing him all my sea treasures. LOL It was fun.
Regarding the Grammy's last night....the one time in six months that I have actually watched television....can I just say The Foo Fighters won out over Godsmack??? WTF??? But I am pleased my boy Eminem won Best Rap album. His music was a wonderful outlet for me when I was so full of rage working at Wal*mart. And call me a brainless, no taste fool (please?) but I was glad that young child...can't think of his name John Mayer or something like that, won Best Male Vocal for his song "Your Body is A Wonderland". The child is 16. He deserved to win.
Ok, off to go to some domestic stuff.
I had no clue Tori Amos covered so many different songs. While surfing for MP3's last night I saw she had covered Stevie Nicks, Prince, Madonna, Bruce Springsteen and REM among others. She completely messed up REM's over-played "Losing My Religion" but did a fantastic job with "Please Come to Boston".
The new job just gets better and better: banker's hours, commission (if I am a good girl) and no weekends. I start training next week. Jennifer starts her training tonight. She is working the evening shift. This opens so many opportunities for me...like Mark said "*poof* you have a life". Unreal!!! I noticed several lighthouse pictures in there today that I missed on Friday. All shots of the Portland Head Light with inspirational, goal acheiving messages on them.
I saw my god son today. I about choked. I was eating a healthy lunch (wow, look at me go: a salad and veggie burger....a vertiable feast considering my days of famine when I worked in Hell) and I heard all these voices outside my door. I thought the CIA had finally found me and discoverd my plot to overthrow the Bush Administration. Turns out it was my sister, her friend Lynn and some guy.....tall, black hair, sunglasses and black clothes.....I was like "HI...." and my sister goes "You know who this is don't you??" I looked......and then he took of his sunglasses and it was Ryan!!!! I could have died! He was my son's age the last time I saw him! Now he is all grown up and tall! I can still see the little boy in his eyes. Freaks my shit out...the passing of time.
So it was nice to see him. My sister was bragging to him about how I met Stephen King and showing him all my sea treasures. LOL It was fun.
Regarding the Grammy's last night....the one time in six months that I have actually watched television....can I just say The Foo Fighters won out over Godsmack??? WTF??? But I am pleased my boy Eminem won Best Rap album. His music was a wonderful outlet for me when I was so full of rage working at Wal*mart. And call me a brainless, no taste fool (please?) but I was glad that young child...can't think of his name John Mayer or something like that, won Best Male Vocal for his song "Your Body is A Wonderland". The child is 16. He deserved to win.
Ok, off to go to some domestic stuff.
Sunday, February 23, 2003
The Irish stylin', The Celtic Jazz.....
I'm listening to "House of Pain", LOL!!! My cousin Joe used to love this CD. I like it, too....all the Irish references. The shamrock on their CD cover looks much like my tattoo....
But seriously.....
How can you not love a man who writes like this:
"Thank you for a most wonderful weekend :)
*hug*
without a doubt I love you ,and everything about you
especially the sleepy just woke up look you have :)
soo innocent and tender ,I just want to cradle you in my arms forever
I'll call you tonite and stop over tomorrow after I grab a shower
Love you my precious Jen
*hug*
Mark"
Ha! He loves me when I wake up in the morning looking like hell warmed over. It must be true love, then. And he is probably going to kick my ass for putting his words in here without his permission. But that's a chance I'm willing to take. ;-)
Freedom is a gift!!! I haven't had a weekend off work since SEPTEMBER for Christ's sake (and then they made me work 10 days in a row to make up for having the weekend off) so it was nice to enjoy my freedom. I NEVER HAVE TO WORK AT HELL*MART AGAIN!!! I NEVER HAVE TO "ZONE" THE TOOTHPASTE AGAIN!!!! I won't have to run into Mike on a daily basis. Whew, what a relief. There was just so much negative energry and funky, broken ties (being nice to Mike and Alan being nice to me despite the break-ups). I couldn't take it anymore. Besides never having any time for myself or my kids....I feel so free and so happy. I can't get over it. I suffered for eight months in hell.....now I can live again! I can spend time with my kids, with my self and with my sweet, beloved Mark. The man who stepped out of my dreams and into my heart.
The weekend was fabulous....simply fabulous.
Friday night we went out to dinner at Andy's on 1st---a two part celebration: celebrating my new found freedom and our one month anniversary. We had a nice bottle of wine and delicious Italian cusine. I wore the black dress I wore when I saw Harry Connick Jr., fishnets and high heels (see, I can do that as Mark is tall...) When Mark opened his door he said "Wow!" =-) During dinner I saw that this older man at the table next to us was staring at my cleavage. I just kept staring at his face until he looked up. Then he saw that I had busted him so he looked away real quick and red-faced. hahahahahaha.... Had a nice dessert at Mark's place.......
Saturday we went out to lunch and I took him to the movies...we saw "How to Lose A Guy In 10 Days". Good movie! When we left the theater I saw Willie who used to work on ICS. I said "Hey! Do you still work at Wal*mart?" He told me that he got fired for "theft of company time" because he grabbed a cookie off the table on his way through the breakroom. They were out to get him for a long time,though. They were on his ass left and right and I don't understand becuase he was a nice guy. I never had any problems with him. He was funny and caring. He thought it was dispicable (however you spell that) that they made a single mother work until 10pm every freakin' night. Anyway he is going to come down to my new job (I am not saying it in here in case someone from Wal*Mart reads it....I am sooo paranoid) and apply. I hope he gets it. He is a nice guy. His wife is a teacher and she has heard horror stories left and right about how Wal*Mart treats their employees.
I made Mark steak for dinner (what I like to call "Bear steak"--it's really like a teryaki steak, but I call it Bear Steak as it is my dad's recipie). He really liked it and I was glad. I actually do know how to cook very well but I am intimidated by him because he cooks so well....Hell, he does everything perfectly.
We rented a couple movies, "Brotherhood of the Wolf" (which was surprisingly good.....I liked the way it was filmed. Some of the action sequences were laughable---all this walking up walls, spinning around, Matrix-like shit--but the story was good, it was filmed beautifully and the music was perfect. The images are still with me). and "My Best Friend's Wedding"...which I had never seen. It was funny.
It was just nice to be able to spend so much time with him...without having to watch the clock every five minutes wondering "when do I have to leave to go to work...." As it was I hated leaving him this morning. But it was his day with his daughter and I didn't want to interfere so I rolled my tired ass out of bed and threw some clothes on.
Now I'm back home, doing laundry....dreaming of when I can see him again....reflecting back on the weekend....smelling my Witch's Brew Yankee Candle.
5 Gratitudes (early in the day)
1. Mark loves me
2. NO MORE WORKING AT HELL*MART
3. this inner peace
4. my kids
5. feeling protected and safe
I'm listening to "House of Pain", LOL!!! My cousin Joe used to love this CD. I like it, too....all the Irish references. The shamrock on their CD cover looks much like my tattoo....
But seriously.....
How can you not love a man who writes like this:
"Thank you for a most wonderful weekend :)
*hug*
without a doubt I love you ,and everything about you
especially the sleepy just woke up look you have :)
soo innocent and tender ,I just want to cradle you in my arms forever
I'll call you tonite and stop over tomorrow after I grab a shower
Love you my precious Jen
*hug*
Mark"
Ha! He loves me when I wake up in the morning looking like hell warmed over. It must be true love, then. And he is probably going to kick my ass for putting his words in here without his permission. But that's a chance I'm willing to take. ;-)
Freedom is a gift!!! I haven't had a weekend off work since SEPTEMBER for Christ's sake (and then they made me work 10 days in a row to make up for having the weekend off) so it was nice to enjoy my freedom. I NEVER HAVE TO WORK AT HELL*MART AGAIN!!! I NEVER HAVE TO "ZONE" THE TOOTHPASTE AGAIN!!!! I won't have to run into Mike on a daily basis. Whew, what a relief. There was just so much negative energry and funky, broken ties (being nice to Mike and Alan being nice to me despite the break-ups). I couldn't take it anymore. Besides never having any time for myself or my kids....I feel so free and so happy. I can't get over it. I suffered for eight months in hell.....now I can live again! I can spend time with my kids, with my self and with my sweet, beloved Mark. The man who stepped out of my dreams and into my heart.
The weekend was fabulous....simply fabulous.
Friday night we went out to dinner at Andy's on 1st---a two part celebration: celebrating my new found freedom and our one month anniversary. We had a nice bottle of wine and delicious Italian cusine. I wore the black dress I wore when I saw Harry Connick Jr., fishnets and high heels (see, I can do that as Mark is tall...
Saturday we went out to lunch and I took him to the movies...we saw "How to Lose A Guy In 10 Days". Good movie! When we left the theater I saw Willie who used to work on ICS. I said "Hey! Do you still work at Wal*mart?" He told me that he got fired for "theft of company time" because he grabbed a cookie off the table on his way through the breakroom. They were out to get him for a long time,though. They were on his ass left and right and I don't understand becuase he was a nice guy. I never had any problems with him. He was funny and caring. He thought it was dispicable (however you spell that) that they made a single mother work until 10pm every freakin' night. Anyway he is going to come down to my new job (I am not saying it in here in case someone from Wal*Mart reads it....I am sooo paranoid) and apply. I hope he gets it. He is a nice guy. His wife is a teacher and she has heard horror stories left and right about how Wal*Mart treats their employees.
I made Mark steak for dinner (what I like to call "Bear steak"--it's really like a teryaki steak, but I call it Bear Steak as it is my dad's recipie). He really liked it and I was glad. I actually do know how to cook very well but I am intimidated by him because he cooks so well....Hell, he does everything perfectly.
We rented a couple movies, "Brotherhood of the Wolf" (which was surprisingly good.....I liked the way it was filmed. Some of the action sequences were laughable---all this walking up walls, spinning around, Matrix-like shit--but the story was good, it was filmed beautifully and the music was perfect. The images are still with me). and "My Best Friend's Wedding"...which I had never seen. It was funny.
It was just nice to be able to spend so much time with him...without having to watch the clock every five minutes wondering "when do I have to leave to go to work...." As it was I hated leaving him this morning. But it was his day with his daughter and I didn't want to interfere so I rolled my tired ass out of bed and threw some clothes on.
Now I'm back home, doing laundry....dreaming of when I can see him again....reflecting back on the weekend....smelling my Witch's Brew Yankee Candle.
5 Gratitudes (early in the day)
1. Mark loves me
2. NO MORE WORKING AT HELL*MART
3. this inner peace
4. my kids
5. feeling protected and safe
