She said it was from Facebook saying someone sent her a message.
This is what it said...
If you can't see it, it says: NICE FISH !!
Now the strangest thing is this...
1. Keith Daniels is the name of her ex-husband.
2. He's been dead for 7 years...
She looked at the profile, and there was no information on the profile. It was completley blank.
She was freaking out on me wanting to know who was messing with her or what, but she's been noticing she's been having "ghostly" things happening at her camp at work (She works on the Alaska Pipeline) and everyone up there is freaking out.
Maybe this is someone playing a prank on her, maybe it's a message from the dead.
He was always partial to fishing and never experienced Alaska fishing.
I FINALLY GET A DAY OFF!
I couldn't be happier! I have been busting my butt around work, Gramma & Poppy's, and the mother-in-law's house for the past few months.
I got off work yesterday at 1pm and went home. I felt odd thinking I was forgetting to do something.
So I laid around the house, watching TV, napping, and doing laundry until Aaron got home.
Then I took another nap on the couch until 10pm.
I really needed this.
I needed just a day where I was by myself and didn't have to answer to anyone.
It totally rejuvinated me!
On another note, I started my Prayer Journal today.
It was pretty slow at work, so I pulled my composition notebook out of my bag and began to write.
I will admit, I felt kind of ridiculous writing everything out, but once I got into it, I was loving it!
I think I'm going to be able to keep up with it.
It's something I've been wanting to do for quite awhile now.
Have a happy Saturday everyone!
GIST for today: Being able to take a nap to recharge myself!
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I'm absolutely fascinated with the sky, clouds, and rainbows!
I don't know what it is about the sky, but I love everything about it.
I could stare up at the sky all night long.
I was lucky enough to catch a rainbow one evening when I got out of the shower. It's just a small one, but it's beautiful.
I see a car with it's flashers on in the middle of road, I ask if there is anything they need help with.
A stranger comes up to me and says they have a dead battery and mind if I give them a jump, I'm all over it!
I wish other people were like that.
I got stranded at work.
I got out to my car and went to start it and it was DEAD!
I was so upset.
I parked in a major parking lot with a ton of traffic and people coming out of the hospital and I asked EVERYONE for help. I had the jumper cables, I just needed a running car. I was asking so many people, you would have thought I was hooking it!
Every single person said no.
Are you kidding me???
How would you feel if you needed help and asked me for help and I said no?! You would be angry!!
I called Aaron and luckily he was just getting off work, so I waited for him to come across town to give me a jump.
I'm just appaulled at the behavior of people sometimes.
What happened to helping fellow man?
Helping someone in need when you're more than capable of helping.
It's not like I was asking for $100.
I will NOT shun people away from this experience.
If anything, it makes me want to help people even more.
To show people there are still some good seeds out there willing to help when someone is in need.
Someone tell me why I'm being tortured with pregnancy announcements on Facebook and at work!
I don't know how much I can handle this.
Yesterday marked the 12th...yes...12th pregnancy announcment among my Facebook friends.
Don't get me wrong, I'm extremely happy for these women, but enough is enough.
It's not fair that someone has a baby, then 10 months later gets pregnant again.
It's not fair when someone has a baby and doesn't even want the baby...wants to give custody of her child to her mother and father, and becomes pregnant again.
It's not fair that I've completely been changing my life around to become healthier and doing all this work (charting, taking temps, OPKs, pregnancy tests) to only get a big fat negative every month.
I've prayed over this every single night.
I pray in church.
I pray in the shower.
I pray while walking up and down the hallways at work.
I pray while cooking dinner.
I know things work in God's timing, but how come someone else's timing can look to be completely off and I'm sitting back struggling to cope day by day.
Just wanting a child. Just one. I'm not greedy.
I'm really good at my job that I do right now, but it's not challenging. It's actually rather boring. Don't get me wrong, I like my job. I like the people I work with and I like dealing with patients, but it's just the same thing over and over again.
I get paged to ICU, we boost a patient and reposition them, sometimes change them, or take them to have a test done.
I get paged to a unit and take someone to have a test done.
I get paged to a unit and discharge someone.
Day after day after day after day.
Plus, my hours are getting cut and I'm not okay with that. At all.
For the past month now, I've been going to Gramma and Poppy's house to take Poppy to his doctor appointments (because no one else in the family is responsible or dependable, but that's a whole OTHER post...and believe me, I have a lot of bitching to do about certain family members.
As most of you know, Poppy is pretty much bedridden because no one is around to get him out of bed. Aunt C moved into the house a few years ago to help take care of Gramma and Poppy, but she's such a slacker. She's lazy, selfish, and doesn't do anything.
She does cook for them, but she's a diabetic and refuses to buy them food they want to eat. She has a credit card with her name on it that is linked to their account and takes total advantage of it. They remodeled the basement into a living apartment and she has the whole downstairs to herself, but she's always gone.
Gramma calls me to come over and feed Poppy lunch because he hasn't eaten all day.
We called home care companies, but Poppy doesn't want to spend his whole retirement check on someone to come out every day from morning to evening and make sure they get fed and bathe him when he needs to be bathed and even get him out of his bed every day.
After talking to my mother-in-law, I came up with a great plan...
Why don't they hire me to do everything for the both of them and I'll charge them a fraction of the cost. I'm not a greedy person and I'm willing to do it for the salary I make now and believe me...it's not going overboard. I just want to be able to pay my bills and Gramma and Poppy can afford it and not go broke getting care they need.
This next week, mother-in-law wants me to come up with a plan of care that I think is fit for them and we'll present it to Gramma. Poppy is all for it because he trusts me. He knows I'll be there and knows I can do it physically (getting him in and out of bed, in the shower, and to his doctor appointments) and he absolutely loves me!
He is my husband's grandfather, but he sees me as one of his own.
If Gramma goes for this, I'll be so happy. I'm so tired of everyone taking advantage of Gramma and Poppy. It's really making me sick to my stomach and Aunt C is just the beginning. There's many other family members that are on my shit list. And things are really going to start changing around Gramma and Poppy's house. They somehow lost their voice in the way their house that they both worked really hard to own and I want to help them find it again.
Everyone needs help cleaning their house and getting organized before the snow hits!
Yes, we're worrying about snow in August right now. Mornings are running around 45 degrees and it's just getting cold in the evenings! So sad.
Well I have finally paid off my debt with the mother-in-law! I went over and helped her clean her shed and pull out the parts for her pool table that she is selling to her cousin and helped with her garage. I'm so happy to not have to go back over there and work on my days off!!!
Well, now I have to finish Gramma & Poppy's house. Gramma tends to hoard EVERYTHING. I can't wait to show you the progress we've made.
I went over there and cleaned out her kitchen and dining room because she had BUGS! I bleached the whole place, vacuumed all the crevices and made sure it was all clean after we got a new stove. Organized her pantry and threw away food that was from 2001!
Lot's of changes are about to happen and I can't wait to share them with you...I'm really excited about it all.
Also, Sunday I'm going to a new church instead of my regular one. My Auntie J has found a new church and she says it's awesome, so Gramma wants to go. We'll see how it goes. I'm always up to new things, and I have a lot I need to pray about this week.
I hope everyone is having a great weekend and if you're in Alaska....SOAK UP THAT SUN! We're losing it =[
This is Poppy.
We've been spending A LOT of time together.
And I love it.
I've been taking him to his doctor appointments because he can't trust anyone else in my husband's family because they all steal from him. Aaron would do it, but he can't get off work, so I've been doing it.
I've been having a lot of fun hanging out with him though.
Even if it means spending them at a doctor's office.
Today I'll be taking him to see his oncologist, let's hope and pray everything turns out all right!
GIST: Getting off of work early to hang out with Poppy!
I will do anything for them.
Even if it means kicking some loser's ass.
My mom hit me up on Facebook earlier and asked me if I heard about my sister, Genny, and her boyfriend R.
I was racking my brain about what it could be...my luck, she was probably pregnant again.
Not so much...
Apparently, R was watching Julia (my niece) and she was being what every almost 8 month old baby is...A HANDFUL!
Well he couldn't take it and got mad and decided to punch a chair.
Are you effing serious dude? Punching a chair because a baby is being fussy?????
When my sister found out, she asked him what his problem was and he in return said, "Why are you being so fucking selfish? You should have given Julia up for adoption!"
Well, that pissed off my sister.
This loser hasn't worked in over 4 years. My mother has been helping them pay their bills because Genny was the only one working. When she became pregnant, she couldn't work, so my mother allowed them to move in with her so Julia would be taken care of. Well R has been sponging off my mother. She's been paying his truck payment, providing shelter for him, providing food, all the while he's sitting on his ass, smoking weed and sleeping all day long.
So it's about time for his ass to leave and I'm so happy my sister is finally getting rid of him.
The only bad thing about the whole "kicking his ass out on his rear" thing is this...
He has a HORRIBLE temper. I mean...bad.
When this little baby doesn't get his way, he likes to damage things.
He doesn't know my sister is kicking him out for good. She plans on doing it Saturday morning and then staying at a friend's house.
My mother called me saying she was scared about having Genny there while she tells R to hit the road and take his stuff out of the apartment. My mother works on the pipeline in Northern Alaska, so she's not able to be there to make sure everything is ok.
So I'm going out there and spending the night Friday night and I'm going to make sure things go smoothly when R comes around.
I love having R scared of me. He knows better than to do anything stupid when I'm around. Because I'll either....
A. Kick his ass
B. Kill him
C. Kick his ass then kill him.
I hope everything goes well on Saturday. I'm gonna pack up all of his stuff Friday night when I get over to my mother's apartment and make sure not a thing is left behind so he doesn't have an excuse to come over.
My goal is to keep Genny safe and my beautiful niece!
...that my brother and his girlfriend aren't going to help me pay rent and bills that they are running up.
...that I'm going to have to kick out my brother for not helping me out.
...that my brother is taking advantage of me not being able to say no to him when he needs help.
...that I'm not going to have enough courage to kick him out if he doesn't pay up.
I'm not his mother and I'm tired of being used.
GIST #3: Being alive to write this post. (Feeling a little down.)
The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms.
This was the main focus of the sermon yesterday at church.
It was geared towards stress and Lord knows I know EVERYTHING about stress.
Pastor Faye led an excellent service and taught us ways that we could deal with the stress in our life through God and Jesus Christ.
I realized then that I need to spend more time talking to them and giving all of my issues to them and letting them lead me to the right path.
Wish I would have thought of this early!
What are some things that you do to help with stress?
GIST #2: Being able to attend church with Gramma T. and having my brother come =]
I'm so tired of reading all of these people getting pregnant and I'm still without a baby!
Joe's ex-girlfriend doesn't know anything about raising a child. Her mother has been raising my nephew because she keeps my nephew away from my brother. She's so controlling over him, but never wants to be around him!
I just don't get why the people that could care less if they have a child or not get pregnant all the time time and so easily!
It just don't make sense to me.
I've decided that I need more positive things in my life.
I tend to focus on all the negativity and end up just stressing myself out. Not a good way to live now is it?
I used to do this thing called Grace in Small Things, but fell out of it after only a little while. Well I'm going to do it again!
It's pretty much finding the small things and appreciating them.
GIST: Falling asleep on the couch as the sun warmed my face.
I haven't really watched any of the videos...until now.
There's videos on there from Christmas 2008 when we got the thing!
It was fun looking back at all of the videos and re-living those memories in sound...instead of photos.
I can hear what everyone was saying outloud and not having to use my pee-brain to think back.
I like that part!
I was having such a great time laughing and smiling at all the goofy stuff that we've done, until I got to the videos of when Aaron and his family took the trip down to Petersburg and Kake, Alaska to bury Uncle John.
Aaron took video of the WHOLE trip so he could come back and show Gramma and Poppy since they are too old and sick to travel that far.
Now I know why I've put it off for so long!
I think I cried and cried my eyes out because it was so sad and remembering everything about it.
There were 2 services since he was born in Petersburg, Alaska then later moved to the small island village of Kake, Alaska.
I now have to make a video and picture montage of the whole trip and I've only done 1/4 of it. I don't know how I'm going to do the rest without a dry eye!
I'll get through it though.
Looking at all of the videos, this one was my favorite.
Aaron, his mom & dad, his 2 aunts, and his cousin were riding the ferry from Juneau to Petersburg and when they arrived to Petersburg, they took this video.
It says it all...
So, Sunday, we're telling her she either signs over her rights on Monday or we take her to court with the evidence we have (drugs, text messages, photos, etc) and go from there.
I'll update everyone again Sunday or Monday as long as things don't change between now and then.
Please keep us in your prayers. If she runs, it's could get very ugly and very expensive. If she agrees, it'll cost us $1,000, otherwise it starts at $1,500 + $250 an hour.
On top of all of the drama going on with K, I am now also dealing with some school shit. You know, because that stress just ISN'T enough. (Thanks Life! God! Universe! Whoever it is that hating me right now!)
So, back in May, when all of this start going down with K, I decided to start school in the Fall with her hoping to keep her on track. I called the college to find out what I would need to do to get registered.
Obviously, I had to get my GED before I could register for classes. They said they didn't need the score right away, as long as they got them within the first six months of school. Basically they would just hold your grades for the first semester. No big deal, right?
After hanging up the phone with them, I called the one (and only-omg don't even get me started on THAT) GED testing center in our county. Cool enough, after you take the test you get an actual Florida High School Diploma. Their first available slot wasn't until mid-July. No biggie, I would get the test done in July and spend August registering for classes and such, right?
As the drama continues to unfold, I am forced to put it on the back burner while I get my GED and CPT preperations underway. Study, study, study, that's all I've been doing for weeks. It's exhausting, but rewarding as I see that I can do this.
I take my GED but bomb the Math portion of my CPT because I never really had much formal Algebra training (nor did I need it for the GED). So, I study for the Math again. This time, I still bombed the test to get into straight College Algebra.
I ended up taking an exam for the first of three Math classes you have to have before you can take College Algebra. I passed, of course. The 2nd Algebra is required if you test below a certain number. There are no college credits for the first two Algebras, but they are required before moving on to the 3rd Algebra. The 3rd Algebra counts as an elective, not as a Math credit. So, I figured I would take Level 2 this semester and Level 3 next semester. No biggie, right?
After taking these tests, I go to schedule an appointment for oreintation (you can't register as a freshman until you do this all day bullshit). They had two openings, one not until next week and one yesterday. I scheduled for both just in case. Well, Tuesday, I looked online to ssee if there was another opening to see if I could reschedule after Wedneday but before next Tuesday. That was when I found out I was unable to register and my financial aid was dropped. WHAT?
NYEBoy, A, and I drove over to see what the fuck was going on. There were two things causing these issues. First of all, they were declaring me an out of state student because I didn't buy a house or have a car in my name as soon as I got out here and I also didn't work. You know, because OBVIOUSLY if you move out to Florida in September of 2008, but don't put a car or house (a lease don't count, which I have) in your name and you don't work, you're NOT a TRUE resident. Oh, right. MY FUCKING BAD. (NOT!) I was pissed. The process to get re-established as a resident is harder than when you intially register through school, so I wasn't happy with this news. I asked to talk to the lady in charge or reclassifying (She's the biggest bitch IN. THE. WORLD.) to see if I would be able to re-classify next Fall before I would agree to this. (I dealt with her earlier in the summer with K's bullshit.) Tution for instate is less than $300 per class. Tuition for out of state is about a thousand dollars a class. I agreed. No biggie, right?
The next issue was with my financial aid. We waited in line for several hours for this one for the second or third time in as many weeks. After waiting in line all of this time, it turns out, I have a hold on my financial aid until they get the GED scores. WHAT? Oh yes my dear readers, you can REGISTER and PAY for classes, but financial aid needs them BEFORE the payment due date. So they lied to me in May.
Here's the deal, classes start August 23rd, the payments are due August 10th. Any class you register for after August 10th, the class payments are due the same day before 10pm or your classes are dropped. There is a session B that starts Septmeber 9th with a payment deadline of August 31st. Also, they have a session C that starts October 11th with a payment deadline of October 4th. No biggie, right?
My GED scores? They are due back between September 1st and 13th. Yes, I'm pretty much fucked. It will be a miracle if the scores come in before the August session. It's a toss up between sessions B and C, which I would be okay with either way. No biggie, right?
Wrong. It's all wrong.
Of the classes my advisor wants me to take, only one has an opening for session B and two that have openings in session C and they both start at the same time.
I'm livid. I'm so very upset about this shit. I was REALLY looking forward to going to school in two weeks and now I don't even know what the fuck is going to happen.
Obviously someone out there has it out for me. I could totally use a break. I just want things to go smooth sailing.
The reasons I don't want to post this on my blog is because I don't want K knowing about this with everything going on. It's not like it would really matter, but it's just
another distraction for her, you know?
So please, please keep me in your thoughts and prayers. I can't believe it's all falling like this.
Today was total hell!
Darcy had to leave early due to a family emergency and it left 2 other co-workers.
I didn't see them for almost 2 hours!!
I went on about 15 calls in the 2 hours and they were all supposed to be 2 people lifts. I paged specifically for the other 2 co-workers, tried calling their work cell phones and tried personal cell phones.
I tried getting the nurses to help, but they are all so fucking useless. What the hell did they do before there was a lift team???
It didn't help the fact that I fell last night.
I fell HARD!
I was walking up the walk way to my apartment and it was raining really hard. I stepped up on the wooden deck to go through the front door when the next thing I know, I'm flat on the ground with a shooting pain running up my right hip and my wrist up to my shoulder. I didn't get to brace myself for impact because it happened so fast.
I finally got up after my brother's girlfriend helped me gather everything and she followed me up the stairs.
I told everyone at work that I was sore and I was going to need help. Well other than Darcy, they didn't care. They totally ignored me after she left and I was left alone to do everything by myself.
I think I may slack off tomorrow and not do a damn thing because everyone else seems to get away with it.
But then again, I'll probably be the one that gets fired.
Please keep whatever information is on this post in this post and comment section, only.
I would also like to give Nikke a huge thanks for letting me hijack her blog for a password protected post.
As I've said before, my family has started reading my blog. For whatever reason, they feel like I'm trying to take A because I can't have kids. This, as I am sure you know, is a flat out lie. Up until some time around April/May it's all been about K.
When my Mom, Grandma, and Aunt came down, I thought K would put up a facade to make us look like we were lying. But, you know what? I was wrong. She still went out almost every night.
At one point, my grandma got pissed off and point blank asked me "So, when you take this baby from her, what are you going to do? Kick K out?". I was shocked she said that to my face. I heard from everyone that people were saying this, but no one asked me flat out. So, I said "Well, if people would stop talking about me behind my back without getting their facts straight they wouldn't be sitting around talking about my ass all day." After talking with my grandma for a bit, she realized how wrong K was and how right I was.
But, let me back up to give you all a taste of what's been going on for the past few months.
All Winter long, the plan was for K and A to go back to TN while for the summer after her classes were done the first week of May to allow me some time to work since I hadn't been able to work much since they moved in with us last Fall. All systems were a go until we had our carnival accident in April and began a three month (omg-ugh) stint of therapy appointments every week.
Since she had to stay in Fl0rida for awhile, she started begging me to let her work. I was very hessitant about this. I wanted to have the time so I could work. I have over 50 bins of inventory that has been waiting on me and the summer was the perfect time (with K off to watch A) for me to get some things done. But, I caved. NYEBoy spent several nights (hours-after work/school every day) helping her find a job.
I guess I should back up a little bit more. This past semester, K has been hanging out with the wrong crowd. She's been sending naked pictures to guys in her class via text messages. She's made videos with her iPhone. I went through her phone and even found where she was telling this guy she would pay his court fees and to have some girl do his paper and shit. It was RE-DONK-U-LOUS! So, I confronted her about it. That didn't go so well, but really nothing was solved.
It was during this time that I decided I would go back to school this Fall. I was hoping by going to school with her, I could help lead her back to the right path. Little did I know that the shit would hit the fan before I even had a chance.
So, we fast forward to May. She starts working. Soon after that, she stopped coming home every night. When she did come home, she was visably high and/or drunk. She was becoming more distant with us. She even came home drunk and high on A's birthday (and only saw her for a few minutes the entire day).
As I posted on my blog, in July she decided to go to the Navy, but has since retracted that statment a bit.
Now we're into August. This week alone, we've found weed in her bathroom twice, recovered 400-500 pictures and over 2000 text messages from her cell phone. Apparently she's fucking a lot of guys (even though she has an STD!!) and buying/selling/smoking weed all of the time. We made her an offer of $300 cash and our car (NYEBoy's dad just bought us a newer car.) We're waiting to hear her decision on that. If she comes back and says no (soon) then we're taking her to court.
After writing all of that, I am exhausted. But, there's more drama. I will write up that other post for Nikke after I get some sleep.
It's partly my fault because I never go out. I mean, NEVER.
Friday I had a chance to go out and hang out with some friends. I went with a good friend Christine, Hubby, my brother Joe and his girlfriend Shay.
We ended up meeting a bunch of other people at a bar and went bar hopping. I only remember buying 4 drinks for myself, but they must have been super strong because a few hours later, I was DRUNK!
I had a lot of fun though...until the cab ride home.
The cab driver was swerving in and out of traffic and my drunk ass was getting nauseous!
I ended up throwing a $20 bill at the driver and high tailed it out of the cab when I got home...just in time to puke in my yard.
I know I'll probably go out again, but I'm never drinking THAT much again!
Let's just say Saturday was a hangover day. Until I got a phone call saying I needed to come over and help the Mother-in-Law take her family to the airport. She has a tiny truck and had a bunch of people come up to watch my hubby's cousin graduate from a program at UAA.
It was nice to see them, but I didn't want to pick up their 18 bags of luggage, let alone drive with a massive headache. But duties called and I did.
I was so happy to come back home and lay on my couch!!
I came home and Aaron, Joe, and Shay had gone to the store and Aaron was making homemade clam chowder. OMG! It's by far my favorite and it made the house smell soooo good. After letting it cook in the crock pot all day, I was happy to wake up from a nap and it be ready.
Yummy!!! I'm glad we have leftovers so I'll be taking lots to work with me.
Sunday was just a lazy day. I woke up and did my laundry then we went to Mother-in-Law's house and had a BBQ while we watched....NFL SUNDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL!!!!
That's right folks, football season is back! Well, it's pre-season right now, but in a few short weeks (September 9th) the first game of the season starts.
How was your weekend dear Blogarinos?
Anything fun and exciting??
May these men rest in peace and many prayers and hugs go out to the families.
This is going to be a looooooooong, but FUN post!
- Went over to my mother-in-law's house and helped her move and clear out EVERYTHING in her basement. It's almost done!!! I can't wait because I'll be free...until she finds another project to do that is.
- Got home and cleaned my entire place. Nothing like a clean, spotless, and the smell of fragrance cleaning supplies that makes my heart happy these days.
- My brother Joe and his girlfriend Shay (who everyone calls Sha-no-no) came home and we got to hang out a bit. I never realized how awesome it would be to actually hang out with your siblings when you're all grown up. I'm glad my brother and I are close.
- Needless to say, none of went to bed until 6am Saturday morning!
- After not going to bed until 6am, I was surprised to wake up around 11:30am to my nephew, Ben, screaming. My brother's ex-girlfriend was nice enough to let us have him for the night because WE WENT TO THE AIR SHOW!!!
- Arctic Thunder Air Show was at Elmendorf Air Force Base and IT TOTALLY ROCKED MY SOCKS OFF!! I'm only going to post a few of my favorite pictures. Between my brother and I, we took over 500 pictures!
Gary Wade and his stunt plane. He scared the crap out of me with all of the stunts he was doing!
This was during the Raptors showing. They did some pretty cool maneuvers and the best part was when they did the Sonic Boom in front of our faces!
These are the U.S. Navy Blue Angels. BY FAR THE BEST EVER!!! I love these planes!
- Got up and got dressed and went to a late lunch/early dinner with Joe and Sha-no-no at a Chinese buffet. We were totally stuffed by the time we left there!
- Went and did some errands.
- Got home and decided to organize my filing cabinet. I needed to make folders for each of our bills, certificates, important papers, etc. It was not fun...
- Got a surprise visit my sister Genny, her boyfriend, Richard, and my little peanut of a niece, Julia! I was so surprised! She's going to be 7 months old on Sunday and she's just as cute as a button!
What an excellent way to end the weekend!
How was your weekend?
I'm taking my Vitex, Prenatals, and I'm charting again.
Oh how I loathe charting!!!
It's so time consuming and boring. Half the time I can't even remember to take my temperature until I'm taking my morning pee. By then, it's too late!
I even have a whole month worth of OPKs that I need to use.
Wish me luck Blogarinos!
P.S. HOLY FRIGGIN AUGUST 1ST! Where the hell did summer run off to?