What age are you?


You Are 32 Years Old

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What Age Do You Act?

I normally don’t post these things. But question #6 asks what your dream career goal was and one of the options was ‘Test Video Games’ and I had to laugh because it was probably one of the anserws that would make you seem younger… and Ben’s 30!! HA!!

Hello Kitty

Somebody special has a new layout!! 🙂

I’ll post updates and get the gallery updated sometime in the next few days but she’s been begging for Hello Kitty for awhile and I finally got around to it. I made it easy on myself by pretty much copying the code from aflux and and just creating some images that fit the code. heh But hey, it worked!!

So cute I almost can’t stand it.

And so it begins. Marie really needed to get some cleaning done today before she has some family come in from out of town to spend the week so I took Alexis after her doctors appointment for a few hours. We went grocery shopping, walked to the park, got some Starbucks and then came home and the girls played in Cassidy’s room.

As I sit her now I realize I got a good glimpse of what life is going to be like for the next few years… Cassidy hardly paid me any attention while Alexis was around. In a way it hurts to see another person get the attention that I used to get. In another way it’s nice because she’s talking constantly nonstop without taking a breath or pausing between thought all the time so much that I can never get a word in edgewise… to SOMEBODY ELSE!!!

Part of me is a little sad because while she still has a long way to go… I know that this is where her innocence starts slowly slipping away. Where I have to start letting go and allowing her to form her own friendships and with that all the joy and heartbreak that comes along with it.

I guess it’s just a really good thing that the person she’s choosen to do this with has a mom the same age as me. And we have SO much in common it’s almost a little freaky! We are fast becoming friends, too. After work Thursday I stopped to get Cassidy and Marie and I sat down at a the table to chat for a few minutes and all of the sudden it was 1.5 hours later. I’ve missed that girl talk. The nonstop laughing and relating to somebody with such ease.

P.S. – Betting has officially begun on how long it takes Cassidy to teach Alexis the head-tilt-pose. 😉

Ugh

I know I’ve complained about this before…

But my periods are getting worse and worse. I’m going to have to go back to the doctor and they are going to have to DO SOMETHING about this. I laid on the couch and slept from about 5 till 9. Sleep is better than pain, getting nausiated everytime I eat and being so bloated I almost thought I wasn’t going to be able to get my ring off this morning. And I HAVE to drink water. I seriously start to get dehydrated if I go a few hours without it. I’ve ended up in the HOSPITAL before because of it.

I can’t be like this 1/4 of the month… every month. Ugh.

Support?? Pfft.

One again I have to say it. I love WordPress for it’s features. Well, most of them. If anything it’s too feature rich and has a bunch of crap that’s of no use to me… back to that in a minute.

Anyway. I don’t understand how such a widely used program can have such a EFFING* CRAPPY support forum. Seriously. phpBB is FREE, much easier to navigate, has a much nicer search function, etc. And just ONE time, I’d love to search for a problem and find the ANSWER!! Not people telling me to use Firefox, or lecturing me on the concept of web standards, or linking me to another thread without the answer… just GIVE ME A DAMN ANSWER!!!

Back to the features. I like that I can have the comment form be on the index or in popup form. Most people that I’ve spoken with prefer the popup so that’s what I use. Now, you’d think that WP would make it so that when you enable the popup feature it would work properly in that format.

Example:
1) When you hit submit, it goes back to the popup page. Not the index.php that has the whole post/main page.
2) When you click on a commenters name, it opens up in a new page. Not the little comment page that is unresizable and not scrollable.

Common sense. It’s like they got that function half working and just stopped. With the release of V1.5 I really thought that since they had integrated all these fancy new features, the one’s that had been around since it was B2 would be fixed and running quite smoothly. *sigh*

So, if you’ve happened across my site for one of the two problems mentioned above perhaps I can be of some help.

1) For the comment page to direct back to the comment page after hitting submit:

Open the “wp-comments-post.php” located at wp root directory. At the end of the file change this part:

$location = get_permalink($comment_post_ID);

header("Location: $location");

to this:

$location = (empty($_POST['redirect_to'])) ? $_SERVER["HTTP_REFERER"] : $_POST['redirect_to'];
if ($is_IIS) {
header("Refresh: 0;url=$location");
} else {
header("Location: $location");
}

2) To make the authors link open in a new wondow:

<a href="<?php comment_author_url()?>" target="new"><?php comment_author()?></a>

*I’m trying to cut down on the amount of profanity. ‘Effing’ is my new word of choice over that much loved F-word.

Making Friends

At Cassidy’s Walk-A-Thon last Wednesday I sat with her new best friend’s mom. I say new but they’ve been pretty close for about for months now. So much so that the teacher has had to sit them at opposite ends of the room to get them to concentrate.

Her mother, Marie, is about three months younger than me and we hit it off right away. We have a lot in common. Had children young, were single parents for awhile, have to deal with dumbass ex-husbands, new men who are fabulous, etc. We made a play date for the girls to get together at a really cool park in Campbell today complete with water feature area’s, cool climbing area’s… it was the coolest park I’ve seen in a long time. We ended up staying for about three hours. The girls had a blast and Marie and I got to know more about each other.

It’s great because it’s really hard to find other women that are my age with kids that are Cassidy’s age. We’ve already talked about getting together to take the kids to the aquarium and Bonfante Gardens.

Ben’s pointed out to me on more than one occasion (one of them being early last week, heh) that I haven’t really gone out of my way to make any new friends here… and that I really need to. But the girls at work are just too… stupid, annoying, catty, did I mention annoying?? Seriously, maybe two of them voted in the last presidential election, a handful of them understand the war in Iraq or could even hold an informative conversation about it for more than 1 minute, knew who Terri Schiavo was… it’s actually kind of discouraging to see that many uninformed women out there.

Anyway, funny how things just kinda work out and I found somebody to hang out with. YAY!

Alexis & Cassidy

To: The Idiot that Pee’s On The Toilet In the Ladie’s Room at Work

I understand that the bathroom nearest my desk is the only one that is a single toilet. All the other’s have stalls and it seems as if a lot of the girls we work with have “performance anxiety”. I understand that it’s always in use. I don’t mind really because I can hear the door to this bathroom open and close through the security door. That’s why I never bother getting up to go unless I know it’s empty.

From now on I’m going to make it a point, also, to see who it is that is coming out of the bathroom before me. Because I’m sick and fucking tired of having to clean up YOUR URINE OFF THE SEAT. And I will call you on it when I find out who you are.

Every single bathroom is equipped with ass gaskets and I don’t understand why it is that you think this product is not sufficient enough for you. You “hover” because you don’t want to dirty your ASS?? Like, maybe your ass is especially sensitive to porcelain?? Do you have, like, gaping open wounds on your legs that might become infected by another’s ass pollutants?

Well, USE A FUCKING SEAT COVER. Because just like you don’t want YOUR precious ass to sit where another ass has sat, I don’t want to sit in YOUR URINE.

Thank you.