Monday, April 5, 2010

I'm dying tomorrow...

Uggh, I don't know if I am ever going to get better. The stress is getting to me.
My diet is out the window, I have not been sleeping well, I hate work, and my health is not doing so well. All for what... a stupid house!

It seems like one setback after another.
We finally get two offers on our home and have to decide which one to go with. We were not profitting from either one. And then it takes forever to get word on the appraisal. When that's done, we learn that bank wants 4 paystubs from the buyer who just started a new job and only has 2 pay stubs... this could push closing back to the end of the month instead of the end of the week. And today... we learn the banks don't like the appraisal amount. They want justification for the appraisal!
I just hope that the sellers decide not to bail on us because we might close later than thought. And if the appraisal is off, I am going to scream.
My health has been suffering too. I had a swollen lymph since January. I finally saw the ENT and the results from my fine needle aspiration were uneventful and my lymph was not as swollen. They say it is most likely lupus related.
Lily is scheduled to see an opthamologist and an allergist. We think she might have a lazy eye and she may be allergic to penicillen.
She is crawling around all over the place. She likes to get in the dogs' water bowl. Yesterday, she pulled herself up into a standing position. My baby girl is growing up so fast! She is a pretty good eater; her favorite foods are cheesy poofs, yogurt, pancakes, rice krispy cereal, spaghettios.

I'm dying tomorrow
This house, this street, Chicago
I'm dying tomorrow
Did I do it right
Did I remember to sleep in
Take lots of pills
Commit irreversible sins
Did I at least try to kiss the prettiest girl
At the right time
Did I remember to keep your beer as full as mine
Did I remember to say cheers
Did I at least try to make sure everybody had a good time
Had the best time
Did I remember to stay up late
Drinking for the fun
Drinking for the taste
Did I run outside to kiss the rain
Under electrical skies
I'm dying tomorrow
This house, this street, Chicago
I'm dying tomorrow
Did I do it right

Alkaline Trio - I'm Dying Tomorrow

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Sunny Day

Ok, maybe I am a bit of a drama queen.

It looks like everything is going as planned. For our new home, we just need to sell the current home and then we can close. The sellers will be out by 6 April... However, the buyers have run into a few obstacles. The main one being he changed jobs right before he put an offer on our home and the bank is needing 4 pay stubs when he only has 2. We hope that the underwriters will waive the 4 paystubs and go with the 2. If not, we won't move in until the end of April. It kind of sucks because I've set up utilities for the new home, the packers and cleaners are already scheduled to come in the current home, the dogs have boarding reservations and we have a hotel reservation. Hopefully on Monday, we will learn if the bank approved the waiver. If not, we will reschedule everything... yikes...
We may not go to San Fran if things get pushed back. It is fine, we have refundable tickets and can use that extra money for when we go to Colorado to visit Nana... I doubt Rob's dad would have made it to San Fran anyways.

Today was a nice day. We went up to Hampton to the Barnes and Noble. We like that area. It is so nice. We parked at the bookstore and decided to walk around and look at all the stores first and then do the bookstore last. When we made it through the other side, the park was set up for Alice in Wonderland... they were going to have an easter egg hunt. We decided to take our time in the area and eat lunch so we could go to the hunt... my idea... Rob did not want to. Well, when it was time for the hunt, they let the little kids go first, or else they would get nothing...
Well, we went, but got nothing... The parents were so greedy, grabbing all the eggs and filling the baskets... It was not a big deal... that's what you get with some people when it involves free stuff.... greedy bastards. And then they did not want to move out of the way to let everyone off the park, so they could set up for the older kids.

We ate a Mongolian grill. We saw the sign and decided that's what we wanted. As we were walking into the building, I noticed the sign said bd's mongolian grill and thought it was odd. When we went in, turned out I was the only Asian person inside the whole place. We were kind of put off by the Americanization of the place. The food tasted alright, but we won't be going again as it was not what we expect from a Mongolian grill.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Hooked on phonics...



...obviously did not work for whoever put this sign together...

Friday, March 26, 2010

Public Service Announcement

So, I am not feeling too well and things are starting to bug me.
I have to take a break from coastie chicks because I find the material to be offensive
I am probably hormonal... but that's besides the point
I even find it hard to go on facebook as I have to read everyone's political stance

Just to share
The United States of America does not have an official language. You can stop getting your panties/whitie tighties all bunched up because you don't understand when someone is speaking in his or her native tongue. That person has every right to be in this country and reach for the American dream, whatever that may be. So if you don't like not knowing what someone is saying while she is fixing your nails or cooking your dinner... stay home. Don't come to these places of business... we know you go because they are cheaper...
And by the way, the world does not revolve around you, they aren't even talking about you. They have better things to talk about than your nasty ass cuticles or the loogie in your tea or whatever you think they did to your food
You might as well stay home and never leave or move to a compound where others like you can live.

I am beginning to dislike people of a certain race... why? They are filled with so much hate, that it is has spilled out. The white people who think they are better than everyone else and think they are good people and not racist... well, let me tell you, you are racist. With the little things you say, I catch it. Oh, you did not grow up in the south? Oh, your parents were not racist, how could you be? If I could record the evil words you say...

Black and Ghetto are not interchangeable
Asian covers more than Chinese

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Clicking the Back Button

So, I've been getting annoyed with people lately. Most of the people I don't know personally, just know them virtually through forums or facebook.

On one forum, a member posted about being angry that friends were commenting on the fact that at least her husband has a job even if he is not getting a raise. She was upset, saying because her husband is military, they make huge sacrafices. And other wives starting joining in. Ummm, yeah, I get it. My husband was away on a ship... but I managed. It was not the end of the world. You know, there are other working people, not military who make less and recieve less benefits than the military and put thier lives on the line every day -- Police Officers and Fire Fighters are just a few... Maybe I am fortunate because my husband does get to come home every night or maybe because I was in the service, I know that he is safe and not messing around.

And I am really getting tired of racist people. Just because someone is Black and not wealthy, does not mean he is "ghetto".
a section of a city, esp. a thickly populated slum area, inhabited predominantly by members of an ethnic or other minority group, often as a result of social or economic restrictions, pressures, or hardships.
The neighborhood I live in is a predominatley working class Black neighborhood. It is not a ghetto. My neighhors take pride in the homes they own!
And on facebook, just because your neighbor is Black, does not mean she is ghetto... because that means you are too... you racist... and don't offer her sweet tea and think she will cut you! People like you are the reason why racism is still around.

And... GYP! come on! No one fucking "gyped" you! You are insulting a whole race of people when you use that term! Try ripped off or something else.

So, instead of starting a war of words, I just simply click the back button and bite my tongue.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Our House

Things look like they are moving along swiftly for our house.
We have an appraisal for our current home tomorrow morning. We are a little nervous, but our agent is going to fight for how much we are selling our home. That's the only thing that could break down the entire selling and buying experience.

There have not been any homes bought in our neighborhood in over a year, so there is nothing to compare our home to. The appraiser will have to go out several miles for a comparison.

The new home is very nice. It is in a great neighborhood and has a community pool.

I have so much stuff do between now and early April. Transfering services and canceling or starting up other services. I also want to have professional movers and cleaners.
Going to keep track of other expenses


Yo Dog!

My sister and I are on an informal quest to find the best hotdogs

So far we've been to two places during our lunch breaks at work.

The first place we went is Harvey's Hotdogs. It looks like it has been around for awhile... kind of like a hole in the wall place. That atmosphere was friendly and it seemed most of the patrons were regulars. The staff were very friendly.

The second place we went is Perfectly Frank. It is a new establishment and seemed cleaner than Harvey's. However, we were the only customers sitting and eating in. There were two people who had take out. The place also offered breakast items on the weekend and that will be nice once we move to our new home. I also liked the fact they offered french fries too