Deals

So the other day I took it upon myself to go to Nordstrom Rack. I am not sure exactly what the reason was to go in the first place, but whatever it was, I didn't fight it.
So I go inside and there are the sunglasses. I go through phases in which I "need" different things. Last year it was purses and believe me I wore that out really quick. So this year is going to be all about sunglasses. Now you have to remember that I am a bargain shopper, but I am also a name brand shopper. I am a brand whore, if you will. I won't spend a lot of money on any one thing, but I didn't have to. They had just got a huge shipment of Michael Kors sunglasses and they were....$19.95! Hello! That is such a great price. I got a really cute pair, although they aren't the most comfortable, but come on now. If any of you know me and my shoes that would tell you that I don't care that much about comfort.
So then I went to the watches, right next to the sunglasses. I needed one for school. I found a really cute Anne Klien watch, which looks dressy and nice for $24.95. Now, I felt like I was living in a dream. I have never seen a nice watch for $25! So I walked around some more hoping to find a few more deals, but to no avail. I am so proud of the deals I got that I may make my way back to encourage some others to get in on the deals as well.

weekend

This weekend was a little different then what I am used to. I got home Friday night at 9:50, only to have all three boys asleep, or close to it. I crawled in bed and went right to sleep.
Saturday morning I had to be at school at 8am to start class. I ended up getting there at 7:30. I was the first one! That was very studious of me. I picked my spot and saved a spot for my friend Marie. As the others from the evening class came in, they all surrounded me, so that was a good feeling.
Class consisted of studying, cutting our dollies hair and visiting. Yes, everyone, at school I visited. It was fun. My husband was very nice and brought me a Subway sandwich and Starbucks Latte for my lunch, which I ate for dinner because I had already ordered Taco Bell.
By the time I got home, I was worn out. I felt like someone had been beaten with a rubbed mallet.
I ate my dinner, visited with the family and seriously couldn't wait for bed. I think it took me 15 minutes to fall asleep.
Sunday morning I went to church with my family and then took Gavin to a birthday party in Madera. It was a little wet, but what little boy doesn't like running around in the mud? We took a trip to Costco, came home, made a great dinner, had some wine and again, asleep.
I thought that my body would be able to adjust easier then this, but today all I wanted to do was lay around and be a vegetable. I don't feel so bad because David has been lazy too.
Tomorrow I got back to learn more about Ladies Sculpture. I hope to be able to get a volunteer to come in and get a free trim....

2nd day

Last night was a good night. We got to cut hair! We all got out our plastic dolly heads and wet her hair and cut in several different stages.
At the beginning of this job, we are told that the heads may have lice in them. Huh? Lice? The instructor goes on to say that the hair is donated from individuals and that some of the heads have lice. She then corrects herself and says that the lice is dormant and the hair has been treated so we shouldn't worry. It doesn't matter to me if I am supposed to worry of not, that made me itch to the point of bleeding on my arms. It was terrible. I had a paper towel in one hair and picked out the eggs as I saw them. It was one of the grossest things I have ever dealt with in my life.
The time flew by. Before I knew it, the time was 9:00! Yeah! I went home to finally talk to David, who had got home right when I needed to leave. I saw him for 3 minutes before I left. He was able to show me where he was keyed in the truck from the front headlights all the way to the rear taillights. Gotta love downtown Fresno, right? I was amazed that it didn't get my blood boiling! He was able to buff a lot of it out, so that is good.
I can feel my body needing to adjust to this schedule, as I am really tired. I would love to lay on the couch and watch my DVR, but that doesn't happen that often with two kids who have a lot of energy. So I am trying to stay busy around the house, washing sheets and cleaning up the mess. I am gonna be gray by the time I am out of school. Good thing for bleach and dye.....

Day 1

Okay, here is my version of the first day of school.

I got there at 5:15 and was nervous, not because of the school itself, but I was only able to talk to David for 5 minutes to give him instructions for the evening before leaving for school. I told him about dinner, cold medicine for Quinten and the like. I got to school hoping that he wouldn't sit the boys in front of a video game for entertainment.
Anyway, so I get to school and met with the administration lady, who gave me some more paperwork and I could tell she was off in another world. I think she was really busy and wasn't her normal self.
I went into the classroom and met the people that will be in my class for the next 16 months. I talked to one of the girls, Marie, who is 27 and has an 8 year old and 2 year old. She, too, has been a stay at home Mom and is going to school to do something for her. I think she will be my friend. There were several people there, who were already friends, talking and hanging out. Those people smoke a lot of cigarettes, as it seems like every break, they are out smoking. There was one guy who looked questionable, but 1 out of 10 isn't bad. There weren't as many chola's as I thought, which is really good.
The class itself was way boring. We watched an hour or so of videos. That was not good for me because I had been up a lot the night before with my sicky Quinten. The last hour and a half of class we watched a demonstration of an A-line cut by our instructor.
I am telling you, I thought 9:30 would never come. I felt like the hours kept dragging on and on. I think tonight will be better. We are doing cutting on our plastic ladies tonight, which I can't wait for. I think these classes are very relaxed and there is a lot of hanging out. I have to get use to a whole other attitude toward work. I mean, if I had just sat around in police academy I would have been ordered to do push ups or run or something.
So, I will blog, hopefully daily, so you can get an idea as to what happened. I can tell this is going to be hard on me. David, thankfully is in training this week so he can be home at night with the boys in the evening. I was told by Gavin this morning, that Daddy let them play video games and drink soda at dinner. I will have to set things straight before I got the school tonight.

V-Day

I was thinking what my deal with Valentine's Day is. Do I seriously expect something? I guess, but nothing big. I mean Christmas was less then two months ago. I think that I expect David to put thought into it. It's the thought that counts and not all thoughts require a huge budget.
Every year I fear he will forget about Valentines day. I don't know how he would since he loves Sunday adds and hey are filled with pictures containing pink, red and heart shaped everything.
I think Valentine's day is more then just a token of appreciation. I guess what my fear is, is that David will forget about me. I mean obviously he can't forget about me, I follow him around and talk to him when he is home. I call him when he's at work and am overly involved in his life. I want him to remember the day we got married and the first time I told him I loved him (even though his response was "Thank you"). I think Valentine's day, to me, is being caught up in the ideal love story, even if it is only for a day.
It's funny when you are dating people and they are still trying to impress you, there are roses and presents, candy and the like showered on you like rain. Now, if I get flowers something is seriously wrong. I am lucky to get a thank you for dinner.
I wish that Valentine's day was a thankful day. That David would show me how much he appreciates me for staying home and doing everything around here. For taking care of the kids, making all the food, cleaning the house and on and on and on. I wish he would acknowledge that I gave up my career to be a Mom and stay home with the kids while he has the fun. I think that is true love, to put someone before yourself. In my case putting three people before myself. To give up all the things, that once meant the world to you.
I love my husband more than anything in the world. I try to show him daily. I think David was the best choice I ever made in my life. I will always be thankful to God for having me go to the club that night so I could meet him. I hope he realizes that I need certain things and Valentine's day romance is one of those things. I guess I just have to hope for the best and so my feelings don't get hurt, expect the worse.
I hope you all have the perfect Valentine's day experience. It make me smile to think of all the love going on that day!

Aunt Ruby

I just got a call from my Mom. It wasn't a bad call, but it wasn't a good call. She called to tell me that my Aunt Ruby had died this morning.
Aunt Ruby was married to Uncle Eddie, who passed away about a year or so ago. They were married for many years and had no children. He had worked for President Reagan and she was always a woman who was "taken care of". Meaning she never had to work, etc.
What I remember about Aunt Ruby was her long hair that was put into a bun. No matter how old she got, her hair was always black. She always wore cashmere sweaters and polyester pants. They lived at Morro Bay, I'm talking their backyard was the sand dunes. They had a picture window in their living room of the ocean and I could sit there forever and just look outside. When we would go visit, she would make delicious seafood and we would go out to eat at fancy restaurants (not something my parents ever treated me to).
I had good memories with Aunt Ruby, although with the hustle and bustle which is my life now, I wasn't able to see her as much. The last time I saw her was Thanksgiving. She brought the boys some toys and sat down with them and asked about school and what they were learning. I talked to her about Beauty School and David talked about his job. We all had a good last memory of her and she will be missed. I know she is in a better place and is walking down the streets of gold.

Police Experience

I thought that buying a house on this "side of town" would be very low key. I thought that it was all about location, location, location. Paying a higher price takes away all the nastiness. Well, apparently it is, but not in a good way.
Today around 4-ish I get a knock on my door. I open it and was greeted by a terrible smell attached to a 20-something girl. Let me be more specific. It was the wonderful smell of methamphetamine. I look at this girl who introduces herself and tells me how she is selling books to donate to the hospital so she can go on a trip to Spain or Africa-I don't remember. I had a very hard time not staring at her dialated pupils. All I could do is hold my breath. She was amped, going on and on. She tells me that she lives on a street close to mine and that my neighbors have been very generous thus far. I told her I didn't have any money (to support her drug habit-I wish) and sent her on her way.
Methamphetatime or crank or whatever the cool name for it is nowadays, has a very specific smell when it emits from ones pores. It has a very chemically aroma with a hint of rotten flesh-yes it is rank!
I thought, for about 30 seconds and decide this is when I need Fresno PD. I call dispatch and am on hold for, oh, 10 minutes. Are you freking serious? This may not be an "emergency", but it is important none the less. I call David, no answer, he is still in briefing.
Finally I get through and give them the information. Suspect description, clothing, type of offense, etc. and let them know that the officer doesn't have to contact me. I add that the subject is high as a kite. Well, 40 minutes later I get a knock at my door. It's Stockdale!! That's Officer Stockdale to all you! He tells me that he is working this area and has checked for the subject with negative results. I let him know what happened and talk to him for a couple minutes.
Let me tell ya, this was not the greatest experience. I know that people are getting stabbed and shot on the south side, but what happens up here? A petty theft from Target, out of control juveniles? I am glad that next time I have a direct line to getting these dirt bags off our streets!