Just a quick post today, I have a million and one things to do before I head out on my limo run tonight. And Grace I had to laugh at your comment as you pictured me driving limo's. Hopefully it's not that bad! ROFL

Last night was fun but I drank way too much and have a headache and queasy stomach to prove it. I only slept a few hours because I had to get the girls ready for school and although I probably should have taken a nap I don't dare with Anthony running loose!

Tomorrow is our little town's "Community Day". It is an all day event starting with a pancake breakfast at the community center followed by a parade which goes right in front of our house and then all day events for the kids with games, pony rides, pedal tractor pull races, and an airplane drop where prize certificates are dropped out of a plane in a large field and the kids get to chase after them and try to get a prize. There is also a family softball game and in the evening there will be a dinner at the community center followed by a street dance. Everyone is really excited, the dance will be fun and hopefully John's sisters will be able to make it out.

Not much planned for Sunday, I am going to go see "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" with my mom and that is about it. I will probably spend the rest of the day moving furniture around. I am going on a television strike, or should I say I am forcing my family to go on a strike. I am so sick of the kids watching too much TV and making a mess in the living room with popcorn and snacks, I am tired of the TV always being on during dinner and so yesterday I pulled the plug. I am going to move the entertainment center into mine and John's room this way I can better monitor TV use and so that John can still watch the news at night.

The kids are grounded from TV use for the next month. Their punishment for not doing their chores and for too much fighting. They can earn TV time by doing chores after that month is over. Anthony is already driving me nuts wanting to watch movies but so far no one has had any serious side effects! ROFL I'll keep you posted on how it goes. Hopefully my house will stay clean, my kids will be healthier from all of the fresh air they are sure to get now that they will be playing outside more, and we will have more quality time together as a family. I am also setting up a study area in one corner of a large hallway that is pretty much wasted space. I want a small table there with a floor length table cloth and compartments underneath where arts/crafts, puzzles, games can be stored. I want a place to be able to play a game or do a puzzle and not have it on our dining room table. It will also be close to my computer which means I can have some computer time while still monitoring the girls homework.

Since my living room will no longer have an entertainment center I want to set up a little music alcove in it's place with the piano and a comfy place for Britt to practice her saxophone. I'm sure my family will have a few complaints but I really think that after a month or two they will realize how much more stuff we will do when the darn TV is silent. Wish me luck :-) lol

Before I forget I want to thank Jana for her lovely blog award. It is my very first one. :-) I will find a home for it very soon.

Also thanks to Kay for our adorable blog buddies, I will also be finding a special home for them as soon as I have a second to hear myself think! :-) Your friendship has really brightened my days! Thanks so much for always listening and making me smile.

Ack, this was supposed to be short but obviously I don't know when to shut up! lol Also, I am really behind on email and adoptions, I had a virus which I have gotten rid of but I haven't wanted to email until I was sure it was gone so hopefully I will also find time this weekend to get caught up! Well, since I've already made this post longer than I wanted, here's my Friday Five.

1. What is your biggest pet peeve? Why?
Being lied to. It would take too long to explain but mostly it has to do with a person in my childhood who never kept promises. I hate when someone says they are going to do something and they don't do it. This issue can bring me to tears even when it seems like not a big deal. I am always as honest as I can be, sometimes to a fault, which makes me expect others to do the same. If someone lies to me once I pretty much never believe them again.

2. What irritating habits do you have?
Who me? None! ROFL Actually I am late all of the time, I never shut the cupboard doors in the kitchen, when I am working or reading I tend to tune out anyone who should happen to want to talk to me, I procrastinate, I'm sure if you ask John he can list more but those are the worst I think.

3. Have you tried to change the irritating habits or just let them be?
I have tried to work on being late but I just can't seem to be on time. As for the others I don't really worry about them, I mean everyone has to have a few bad habits right? lol

4. What grosses you out more than anything else? Why?
People who pick their nose and kids who do the same and eat it. Just thinking about it makes me sick.

5. What one thing can you never see yourself doing that other people do?
Burping. I never burp, I think it is so disgusting. John laughs at me because it grosses me out so much. Him and the kids sometimes have burping contests just to drive me nuts.

I'm sorry for the lack of posts here. It has been so busy between driving limos and spending time with John's family. His sister arrived and his dad is home from the hospital so we have been spending quite a bit of time over there. John's nephew also came to visit. He is about my age, John's sisters and I are going to take him out for ladies night tonight. He has been divorced for a few years now and his mother wants him to give her more grandchildren so it is our mission to find him a few prospects. lol Okay, it is actually just an excuse to go out and party but hey, who needs an excuse?

The girls have been keeping me busy, it is amazing how much homework they bring home. Brittany finally got her saxophone and it had to be repaired. It was a minor repair, there was a screw missing, but it meant I had to leave it at the shop overnight which meant she had to miss another lesson. She was not very happy. We picked it up last night and brought it home. She was very excited to put it together and play it for the very first time.

Have you ever played a saxophone? You can't just pick it up and blow, there is a way you have position your mouth or it just won't work. I have never played a sax so I wasn't sure what to do. Brittany was blowing for all of her might and no sound was coming out. She was convinced that it was broken. I hate to be gross here but do you have any idea how much spit goes into an instrument when you blow too hard? Ick. On top of that she wears braces which seems to make her spit even more. Not a pretty sight! lol Finally I took it away from her because I was afraid she was going to make her head explode not to mention she was in tears because it wasn't working. I took it apart, cleaned out her spit put in a new reed and gave it a try. The first time I didn't have much better results than she did but the second time I was able to make a sound which was a relief. I was starting to wonder if it was broken! lol Hearing me play a note made Britt determined to do it herself which she happily did for over an hour.

Note to self......set up saxophone practice area in the limo shop! lol

*NOTE* I made the entry below on the 3rd but couldn't get it to post, sorry about that.

I had a limo run last night that I swear could only happen to me. I will try to make this quick cause I'm tired and I want to go to bed. I had an airport pickup last night, which is pretty much the easiest run you can do. Pick them up from the airport take them to their hotel, no big deal. Except of course if you are me!

First their flight was delayed two hours which I didn't find out until I got to the airport. I was a little bit mad because I was told to just sit at the airport and wait. I was thirsty and bored and thought screw it, I'm going to get myself something to drink and then come back and wait for two hours. So I left the airport and went to the nearest gas station. This limo drives me nuts because you can take out the keys and the car will stay running and the ignition switch can work without the keys if you don't turn it all the way back. I pulled the keys out and of course it stays running, I thought about locking the door to the car and leaving it running since I had the keys. But I remembered someone saying that not all of the keyrings have a key to unlock the doors and I didn't want to lock myself out so I made sure the ignition switch was completely off but I didn't lock the doors since I was running right in and out. I bought myself a water and a magazine and went back to the limo so that I could head back to the airport.

I get in the car and try to start the car but although the key slides right into the ignition the switch won't turn. What the hell?! I took the key out, and tried again and once again it won't turn. Needless to say I freaked out especially since I watched the same police car circle around the parking lot looking at me parked in a no parking zone. I called John and he knew instantly what was wrong. My mom who had got my car ready, used the wrong set of keys to start the car. Since the ignition switch hadn't been locked it of course started right up and she just assumed that meant she had the right keys even when John told her that he thought they were the wrong keys.

So I had to sit there for 20 minutes waiting for John to bring me the right set of keys. For most people this stupid story would end here but of course this story happened to me so there is more. Do you remember that police car that I was nervous about? Well, he drove by again and this time he stopped right next to me. I get out of the car (the power windows don't work without the car being started of course) and wonder how I am supposed to explain that yes, I had one set of keys to drive here but that now that same set of keys no longer work! I said hello and asked if I could help him and he wanted to know how long I had been sitting there. About 5 minutes I told him and then he told me that if I saw a large sized man, of Native American descent, wearing a black jacket with a yellow logo on back to call 911 right away because he was dangerous and wanted for assault.

I smiled and said I would be sure to call and then got back in my car, where I am stuck in an empty parking lot, late at night alone with a freakin' car that won't start! John finally got there and I was able to head back to the airport without being assaulted or having to call 911. The rest of the night was boring as I spent two hours watching people come and go out of the airport. Finally a tall, good looking man starts walking towards me. I am about to ask him his name to find out if he is person I am waiting for when he starts talking......in French! Finally he said something about Microsoft which is the company name I have on my run sheet so I assume he is the proper person. He came back with 4 other men, none of whom speak English, and I take them to their hotel. I was a little nervous that I had the wrong group but found out later that my party did fly in from Paris, France. I wish someone would have thought to warn me! lol I mean how many people from France flying to the United States would go to Fargo, North Dakota of all places? lol

Why is it that the older I get the more bitchy I get when that time of the month rolls around? A few years ago I never even thought about PMS, for me it didn't exist but for some reason as I get closer to hitting 30 my body is filled with all of these hormones that make me unbearable to be around. It's a good thing my family loves me as much as they do. It's not as if I enjoy being a bitch it's just that about a week before my period I am moody and every little thing sets me off.

Take last night for instance, my mom asked me to take a casino run instead of doing the bar hop. Not a big deal, it gave me more hours and some quiet time to read while I'm at the casino. But instead of saying sure, not a problem, I made a big deal about it and was anything but pleasant to her although I did say grudgingly that I would take it after she practically had to beg.

Once I hung up the phone I started bitching about my mom to John, among other things, and he of course feels attacked. I couldn't just leave it alone as I was rushing to get ready (the casino run had an earlier pick-up time) I must have bitched about anything and everything under the sun. Finally when John couldn't take it anymore he told me that if it was that stressful for me to drive I shouldn't do it anymore. I immediately burst into tears giving him a guilt trip for not understanding, for being judgmental, and for only wanting me to drive to get rid of me. Where in the hell that came from I have no idea but once I started I couldn't stop.

I left for my run pissed off, I yelled at the girls for fighting on my way out the door and the only person I said goodbye to was Anthony. It was on my way to my pickup that I realized that my period was coming soon which immediately made me realize what in the hell was wrong with me. Of course I could have called John and explained and apologized but I couldn't, those hormones were still kicking in making me want him to suffer. Isn't that evil? And if I am this bad now imagine when I hit menopause?? Sheesh, I will be terrorizing everyone! Poor John, luckily for my kids they should be well on their way to college by then and won't have to deal with me often, but John will be stuck with me. Let's hope that for John's sake there is a cure for menopause before I get there! ROFLMAO

I felt bad all night for being so horrible to everyone and of course to add to my guilt, when I pull into the shop at 2:30am John is standing there in the rain waiting for me with an umbrella. He tells me that HE is sorry and that he was worried about me all night. I really don't deserve him but it's too late now, he's stuck with me. I did tell him that it wasn't him, it was me on a PMS rampage.

Do you know what really scares me? My mom is even worse than me, she not only has PMS for the week before her period, she is a bitch during her period and for the week after. She really only has one good week a month. Is this what I have to look forward to??? Somebody please shoot me and put me out of my misery! lol