Terrorist Tuesday

In typical Tuesday fashion...it sucks.

I need so many more hours of sleep! I even scurried off to bed before 10 leaving Superman and B to the football game.

I want to eat ALL things and not feel like a whale. 

No coffee :-(

Power was out in a chunk of town that made my commute twice as long as normal. I only have a 15 minute commute but that is long for me as I HATE commuting.

I will end now my bitch session. 

Love,

Jess

Terrorist Tuesday

Today I dedicate Terrorist Tuesday to the bitch in my office eating crackers.

She's one of the those people that just can't stay on my sane side. Every time she opens her mouth I want to shriek as my ears bleed. She's not a bad person, she's nice and has her funny moments, but 97% of the time, NO. 

She walks around like she owns the place, no bitch the big guy upstairs owns the place, you're just a 9-5er like the rest of us. 

She's always right, always. I put a note in and it's not OK with her but two clients later her note is the same as mine and it's OK. Yaaaa, No.

She complains about people having rotating relationships and she's had a fiance, and handful of men in the short year I've been here. 

She throws tantrums like a toddler. Nobody needs to put up with a 40 something throwing phones and yelling because the foreign mortgage rep made you repeat a couple things. It irritates us all but we don't act like we didn't get the cereal we wanted while shopping with mom. Sit ya ass down.

Everybody has their bitch eating crackers. Maybe they grind coffee beans at work, invade personal bubbles without the use of deodorant, take up 2 seats on the train daily or chomp on gum while they're on the phone. Vent away comrades and take away their crackers. I think I need to be done. I will stay in my tiny little windowless office today and mind my own. 

This is why people need rum.

Love,

Jess

How was your sleep?

Oh hey Monday go-ers!

I slept like shit. This shouldn't surprise me since the last couple of weeks have gone that way. It's not the temperature, or that I can't shut my mind off, I don't hurt and the room isn't too light, dark, hot or cold. We have 100+ lb of dog on the bed. The fur balls, I love them, but they take up more space that a grown human.  Our queen bed fits Superman and I perfectly, enough space that we can sleep apart but it's not too large that cuddling takes a small journey to get to one another, perfect. Now we add dog. Izzy came to us at 8 weeks, tiny and cute and 8lbs of little loves. She would curl up in between our pillows and we never had an issue. After she hit about 20lbs and was sleeping through the night, she got moved to the floor, once again no issues. Then The B came along. a loving, lumbering, lips so large his eyes sag, love bug. He's 7 months old and already 45 lbs and apparently his previous owners let him sleep with them. So now that B is up on the bed (he sneaks up after we fall asleep) Izzy feels left out and will jump up as well. B isn't a big issue for me because he sleeps between Superman's legs at the bottom of the bed, Izzy is a bed hog. She's a snuggler and so sweet and cute, but she takes up more room that I do. Reason? She still likes to try and fit in between our pillows like she could when she was little. Ya....not working so hot. Sleep training pets is as bad as children, which is why E was never allowed in my bed when she was little. Momma don't play with the sleep.

My awesome bed illustration.

As you can see the little room Superman and I do have is overlapped by the fur. Now I know why people have 10lb dogs.

Love,

Jess

Picture perfect weekend

I love lazy weekends. I love busy weekends. I love short weekends and I love long weekends even more. Safe to say weekends are my favorite part of the week because it's all about living, we don't go to work, we don't go to school and we can do whatever we want to!

This past weekend we met my parents in the Outer Banks along with my sister in law and brother. It was chilly but a nice last weekend at the beach (per Superman but I'll make him go more).   I am pretty known in my house for snapping at least one photo a day even if I don't put it up on the FB or IG, I like to store those special moments. So for your viewing pleasure......

OUR WEEKEND!

Even though she had to be whiny and needy because Grandma and Papa were around she always calms and takes in every moment as soon as her toes hit the sand. She will miss the beach the most when we leave.

With Superman I have learned to take multiple photos because he always makes stupid faces when the phone comes out to show his hatred for the selfie. However, when you take 10+ shots you end up with him and his wonderful smile. Swoon.

Under the pier. If this isn't beauty I don't know what is. Crashing waves and the warm sun over a cool breeze and it was a glorious day.

Pizza is always the answer. Everybody bolted so Superman, Miss E and I stole Aunt Shelby and chowed down before we left for the weekend. I would have taken a picture of the garlic knots but they disappeared before I could get my phone out. 

And that my friends was our wonderful weekend. Short and sweet and full of the ones I love. Just how I like my weekends.

Love,

Jess

Wishful Wednesday

I wish that...

there was more love than hate

dogs lived as long as humans

children came with a manual

houses were self cleaning

yoga pants were required work attire on Mondays

cancer was curable

I had a photographic memory

calories didn't exist

being a grownup wasn't so hard

I didn't have to work

my legs didn't hurt so bad after leg day

(Google image)

.....and that the rum was never gone.

Love,

Jess