After dropping off the hubs at work this morning I was listening to the radio and the lady was talking about Lindsay Lohan is expected in court YET AGAIN to plead no contest on this whole theft thing. They mentioned that awhile back she was sentenced to 120 days in jail for a probation violation back in 2007. My spidey senses got the best of me so I did a little internet reading and found out that even though she's sentenced to 120 days she's likely to serve less than two weeks total. WTF????
I happen to have a huge problem with this. If anyone remembers, or for my newer followers who weren't around for this, my husband spent 3 days in jail for hunting without a license. THREE DAYS PEOPLE!!!!! For something incredibly stupid that turned out to never be indicted and no charges filed anyways. But because he was on a current probation for a DUI he was stuck in jail with a ridiculously high bond.
My blood has been boiling over this all morning. Why are celebrities not held accountable like normal people? Why will she not have to serve her entire 120 days in jail? Now, I'm not saying she's guilty or innocent and thats really not my rant here. My rant is, why is the justice system so screwed up? The big news here in Utah yesterday was how a woman was released from prison after 17 years there because a judge had now declared she was factually innocent of her charges. How come she lost 17 years of her life in prison when she was innocent in the first place? How come the people who can afford to spend thousands of thousands of dollars waste tax payers money on courts to stay out of jail instead of just accepting the responsibility for their actions and doing the time they were sentenced to?
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
13 Years
Thirteen years ago tomorrow I lost the most important man in my life, my daddy. He was my entire world. He was not just my daddy, but my best friend. Thirteen years later and this week has still not gotten any easier. It starts today because that was the day he went into the hospital, but he actually didn't pass away until tomorrow. Then his birthday is May 7th. He would've been 78 this year.
He missed all of the major events in my life. My high school graduation, never got to walk me down the aisle, and will never know his amazing grandson who carries his name. And he'll never meet this new baby about to enter into our life.
It breaks my heart that he's not here. He was such an amazing man. Full of warmth and love and life. He always had a smile on his face and went out of his way to make sure I was happy. He loved his children, his grandchildren, and his friends. He would've done anything for anybody. When he loved it was with his whole heart.
My dad was an amazing baker. He could make Elmer's glue taste like creme brulee. I have the best memories of my childhood making a huge mess in his kitchen baking cookies, cakes, and the Norwegian classic, lefsa. I got my first scar on his oven making chocolate chip cookies when I was six. Luckily for me, but not my waistline, I inherited his skills. I can't wait to pass them down to my children and only hope they mean half as much to them.
Nothing can take away my pain today. Nothing can stop my tears for the emptiness I have. I know the Lord will give me the strength to get through this week and make it another year without him. But today, I'm feeling the pain of not being able to pick up the phone and call him just to tell him I love him.
He missed all of the major events in my life. My high school graduation, never got to walk me down the aisle, and will never know his amazing grandson who carries his name. And he'll never meet this new baby about to enter into our life.
It breaks my heart that he's not here. He was such an amazing man. Full of warmth and love and life. He always had a smile on his face and went out of his way to make sure I was happy. He loved his children, his grandchildren, and his friends. He would've done anything for anybody. When he loved it was with his whole heart.
My dad was an amazing baker. He could make Elmer's glue taste like creme brulee. I have the best memories of my childhood making a huge mess in his kitchen baking cookies, cakes, and the Norwegian classic, lefsa. I got my first scar on his oven making chocolate chip cookies when I was six. Luckily for me, but not my waistline, I inherited his skills. I can't wait to pass them down to my children and only hope they mean half as much to them.
Nothing can take away my pain today. Nothing can stop my tears for the emptiness I have. I know the Lord will give me the strength to get through this week and make it another year without him. But today, I'm feeling the pain of not being able to pick up the phone and call him just to tell him I love him.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Cute Giveaway!
Hey bloggy friends!!
An awesome blogger Tales From A Sailors Soulmate is doing this fab giveaway for reaching 100 followers!! http://talesfromasailorssoulmate.blogspot.com/2011/04/check-out-my-giveaway.html?showComment=1303759144805#c413634537207291815
There's the link to enter! Check it out!! She has some adorable Americana stuff up for grabs!
An awesome blogger Tales From A Sailors Soulmate is doing this fab giveaway for reaching 100 followers!! http://talesfromasailorssoulmate.blogspot.com/2011/04/check-out-my-giveaway.html?showComment=1303759144805#c413634537207291815
There's the link to enter! Check it out!! She has some adorable Americana stuff up for grabs!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
11 weeks
Peanut finally looks like a baby!! We even got to see his/her little hands moving. Apparently baby is just like daddy and does not like having their picture taken. And definitely did not like his/her space being invaded.
But we did get to finally hear the heartbeat and everything looks great!! As of today, Baby S will be making his/her appearance in the world on October 27th via scheduled c-section
Monday, April 11, 2011
A Shoutout to my hubs
Ok, you guys may find this gooey and yucky but I just have to give a shout out to my sweet husband.
This pregnancy has absolutely been kicking my butt. The morning sickness is 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Last Tuesday I even missed my first day at work due to the fact that I could not physically stop throwing up for more than 5 minutes. What's worse, the sickness comes out of no where!!! I was literally in my kitchen packing my lunch for work when all of a sudden I just threw up all over the floor. No warning. No nausea. Just bam!
My sweet husband has been so amazing for the last 11 weeks. He has put up with my constant crying, cravings, nausea, all of it. He lays in bed with me and watches movies when I'm to sick to move. Last night he crushed me ice in the blender so I can eat them little by little to help my stomach ache.
He has been cleaning, cooking, doing all the laundry. Everything. My house would be an absolute case for FEMA if it weren't for him. For all you military wives out there who go through this by yourselves, I commend you!! You have strength I'm not sure I'd have. I am so grateful that he has been here for me supporting me. He is definitely my rock!!
This pregnancy has absolutely been kicking my butt. The morning sickness is 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Last Tuesday I even missed my first day at work due to the fact that I could not physically stop throwing up for more than 5 minutes. What's worse, the sickness comes out of no where!!! I was literally in my kitchen packing my lunch for work when all of a sudden I just threw up all over the floor. No warning. No nausea. Just bam!
My sweet husband has been so amazing for the last 11 weeks. He has put up with my constant crying, cravings, nausea, all of it. He lays in bed with me and watches movies when I'm to sick to move. Last night he crushed me ice in the blender so I can eat them little by little to help my stomach ache.
He has been cleaning, cooking, doing all the laundry. Everything. My house would be an absolute case for FEMA if it weren't for him. For all you military wives out there who go through this by yourselves, I commend you!! You have strength I'm not sure I'd have. I am so grateful that he has been here for me supporting me. He is definitely my rock!!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Have you ever tried to reason with a seahorse?
Yes, my days are now filled with trying to reason with the small person growing inside of me. Peanut (as he/she is affectionately called in our house) has officially grown to one inch in size and is a HUGE pain in my rear! Lol
I love my child, don't get me wrong. But I would also really love to eat, drink, sleep, and have control of my own bodily functions again. We barely made it home from a trip to Walmart the other day before Peanut decided he no longer like the popcorn I had as a snack. Did I also mention I can smell when the people three miles down the road fart? Well, I can.
I have one more month to beg and plead with my little one to just let me keep down basic nutrients and it cannot go by fast enough! I'm ready to get into the fun and glowing part of pregnancy where I can actually enjoy it and marvel at my little wonder. But for now, everyone just please say a prayer that Peanut will give his mommy a good day!
I love my child, don't get me wrong. But I would also really love to eat, drink, sleep, and have control of my own bodily functions again. We barely made it home from a trip to Walmart the other day before Peanut decided he no longer like the popcorn I had as a snack. Did I also mention I can smell when the people three miles down the road fart? Well, I can.
I have one more month to beg and plead with my little one to just let me keep down basic nutrients and it cannot go by fast enough! I'm ready to get into the fun and glowing part of pregnancy where I can actually enjoy it and marvel at my little wonder. But for now, everyone just please say a prayer that Peanut will give his mommy a good day!
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
I'm sorry ma'am but you don't qualify
*Warning: This is a total vent blog and not meant to offend anyone but I need to vent before I blow up*
When we found out I was pregnant I was uninsured. My work group insurance is outrageously expensive and we've been holding out some hope that B would get picked up permanently by his job so we could get his benefits. We did however decide to finally go with something we could afford and that was actually pretty decent coverage but then they wouldn't take us because of my "pre-exisiting condition".
So, that leads us back to point A and I was now forced to take my work group insurance. I am currently paying almost $400 a month out of my measley salary for the premiums and still have to come up with $3,000 out of pocket seperately to cover my deductible before baby comes. I immediately called up all the state agencies one morning trying to get Medicaid or something to help cover some of this cost because its obviously alot for us. I kept getting the same thing from everyone "I'm sorry, but you don't qualify. Your income is over the limit".
Today, I called our local WIC office to set an appointment for that. It is an amazing government program that helps cover your food costs and then babies formula costs. I had it with my first son and it was a huge help to our family. Seeing as how B and I are living paycheck to paycheck and practically robbing Peter to pay Paul at this point, I figured WIC could be a huge help to us. Boy was I wrong!! I once again don't qualify because we make too much money as a family. HOW IN THE HELL IS THIS POSSIBLE????
Don't look at what I make before taxes! Look at what I bring home!! One of my entire paychecks goes to rent and the other pays our monthly bills and hubs income is paying his bills and helping with the deductible costs. We barely have anything left!! We live off the cheapest of the cheap groceries. God forbid I eat actual fruits and vegetables during this pregnancy!
But, if I didn't work and sat at home all day doing nothing we would qualify for EVERYTHING!! The state of Utah would just hand us money! There would be no questions of anything. We'd get it all. I feel like I'm being punished because I have a job and I pay my bills the responsible way.
Please do not take offense to the above paragraph if you are a stay at home mom. I was with Jackson because we could afford it and I cherished it. That rant was not about you.
I had hopes of moving us into a two bedroom apartment so baby could actually have a nursery and we would have space for things. But that now, is probably out of reach. Thanks to our financial problems we'll be staying in my one bedroom abode and baby's crib will have to go in the dining room. Thankfully we don't have a table to actually get in the way. I will be forced however to get rid of my desk and bookshelves.
Pregnancies are supposed to be so wonderful and exciting. And don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled to be pregnant with this baby. But now I have so much financial stress on me I can't seem to enjoy it. I can't seem to find the happy parts and the exciting stuff. At this point I am honestly not even sure how I will afford to buy diapers and necessities for my child. My family is completely unsupportive of this pregnancy and they will not help like they did with Jackson. We aren't close enough for our friends to throw us the amazing showers they did with Jackson. At a time in my life where I should be glowing and excited about the future, all I can do is cry because I am so stressed about how I will ever afford to give this baby a good life.
When we found out I was pregnant I was uninsured. My work group insurance is outrageously expensive and we've been holding out some hope that B would get picked up permanently by his job so we could get his benefits. We did however decide to finally go with something we could afford and that was actually pretty decent coverage but then they wouldn't take us because of my "pre-exisiting condition".
So, that leads us back to point A and I was now forced to take my work group insurance. I am currently paying almost $400 a month out of my measley salary for the premiums and still have to come up with $3,000 out of pocket seperately to cover my deductible before baby comes. I immediately called up all the state agencies one morning trying to get Medicaid or something to help cover some of this cost because its obviously alot for us. I kept getting the same thing from everyone "I'm sorry, but you don't qualify. Your income is over the limit".
Today, I called our local WIC office to set an appointment for that. It is an amazing government program that helps cover your food costs and then babies formula costs. I had it with my first son and it was a huge help to our family. Seeing as how B and I are living paycheck to paycheck and practically robbing Peter to pay Paul at this point, I figured WIC could be a huge help to us. Boy was I wrong!! I once again don't qualify because we make too much money as a family. HOW IN THE HELL IS THIS POSSIBLE????
Don't look at what I make before taxes! Look at what I bring home!! One of my entire paychecks goes to rent and the other pays our monthly bills and hubs income is paying his bills and helping with the deductible costs. We barely have anything left!! We live off the cheapest of the cheap groceries. God forbid I eat actual fruits and vegetables during this pregnancy!
But, if I didn't work and sat at home all day doing nothing we would qualify for EVERYTHING!! The state of Utah would just hand us money! There would be no questions of anything. We'd get it all. I feel like I'm being punished because I have a job and I pay my bills the responsible way.
Please do not take offense to the above paragraph if you are a stay at home mom. I was with Jackson because we could afford it and I cherished it. That rant was not about you.
I had hopes of moving us into a two bedroom apartment so baby could actually have a nursery and we would have space for things. But that now, is probably out of reach. Thanks to our financial problems we'll be staying in my one bedroom abode and baby's crib will have to go in the dining room. Thankfully we don't have a table to actually get in the way. I will be forced however to get rid of my desk and bookshelves.
Pregnancies are supposed to be so wonderful and exciting. And don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled to be pregnant with this baby. But now I have so much financial stress on me I can't seem to enjoy it. I can't seem to find the happy parts and the exciting stuff. At this point I am honestly not even sure how I will afford to buy diapers and necessities for my child. My family is completely unsupportive of this pregnancy and they will not help like they did with Jackson. We aren't close enough for our friends to throw us the amazing showers they did with Jackson. At a time in my life where I should be glowing and excited about the future, all I can do is cry because I am so stressed about how I will ever afford to give this baby a good life.
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