Showing posts with label neurotic husband. Show all posts
Showing posts with label neurotic husband. Show all posts

Monday, August 11, 2008

POISON live

OK so I am about 20 years late, but WOW that was fun!
got a call from my good friend Krista asking if I wanted to go, after some arm twisting and pissing and moaning from the husband (long story) I went..and it was so fun!
They put on a great show..link-a-loo
also Sebastian Bach was there & Dokken
They were really good, played their old hits and nothing new really, which was fine..
the people watching was fun..lol..I saw some SCARY peeps...and some peeps who should have worn a BRA (granny boobs) and some chicks who needed more shirt-haha!
some Rock of Love wanna be's...some kids who were barely 18..and I also saw a 3 or 4 year old there..kind of scary...
we also saw a woman who we dubbed Headbanging Chick, she was a few people over from us..OMG she was headbanging to beat the band, literally I think..it was a RIOT...we got video on Krista's phone, as soon as I get it uploaded, I will add it..if this girl can even lift her head today, I will be shocked.. (spoken from the voice of *ahem* experience,or just plain old age..lmao..I did my share of head bangin back in the Day)
No good pictures tho..we were on the lawn seats and any pics of the bands looked like SPECS of nothing...
bumma.

ALSO Rock of Love 3 is in production now(so says Brett!!)..we saw the hoochies on the side of the stage shakin what thay mama gave em (LOL)
and might I saw Brett still has a nice ass, even if his face is sort of wrinkly..lmao..

good times, good times!

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Ya don't say

WELL, I'll be damned...turns out the reg card we had is in fact the CURRENT one..he was reading the effective date, NOT the expire date..dumb ass...

This is just one example of his inability to change behaviors..
and lord knows he can't says he's sorry for yelling at me for something that I never did wrong...he proceeds to tell me that it is STILL my fault for how messy the van is..WTF ever...

This makes me question why I am still here...do I love him...yea..does he have some seriously shitty habits? fuck yeah..
now I get to look like an asshole when I go to the dealership tonight..fun...

Monday, July 28, 2008

How my monday was from HELL

OK so we are trying to buy a car..it has been a long hard road to come to that..tho I am ever glad to be rid of my ghetto blaster van..(AC hasn't worked in 4 years! window switches work as they see fit and it just sucks..)
so we find one, thanks to our neighbor who just started at car sales..we have been able to extensively test drive a VW Passat Wagon..it is awesome..I really wanted a Hyundai Santa Fe..but this is a NICE car..and it gives you a blow by blow on how many miles per gallon you are burning in gas..it is something I can see myself being addicted to..
anywho, so we decide we need to dig out the title for the van last night,.well it was late and decided to wait and look in the morning..so I do..and I can NOT find it. anywhere..in fact I can't find the entire envelope of important documents...both boys birth certificates..OUR birth certificates and our marriage license..(OH the implications there..lol..) and the SS cards for us all and the VAN title..
I know I just saw it in the last few months..we had it out for some reason..and apparently it was never put back..
SO I spent ALL day at work distracted..thinking of where it could be...wondering how we would get a copy if I couldn't find it..thinking how irritated I am and how irritated del would be..
so I come home and SCOUR every square inch of the house it could possibly be...NO dice..I looked 3 and 4 times in the same places..NADA..
I am SO pissed..

add into this the boys are signing up for football, first time, and i have to track down someone to find out if they got the papers and if they can still play...they can, great..I spend an hour and a half getting them fitted for gear and uniforms and talking to coaches..fine..all done..come home to a cranky husband who wants to know WHY the registration is NOT in the car like it is supposed to me..WTF? If I knew, it would be THERE already..so he helps me none..
I find old registration cards, but not new..he insists we need the current one to take to the dealership so they can take it in as a trade..

fuck.

OK fine..
I print out all the forms needed to get a new title and reg card...call to talk to the Neighbor and he says "all we need is an old card...we can get a new title for you no problem'
at that very moment, I wanted to THROTTLE my ever so loving husband. HARD.
My suggestion of just taking the van down to have him tell us how much it is worth in trade would have yeilded PROGRESS in the whole car ordeal..
I am just beside myself..
honestly..

and then he is going back to Erie tomorrow for work, OK fine..now it is up to me to finish this deal..oye vey..

I am SO stressed..

what if I eff something up?

I feel like I am being set up somehow...and I don't like that...lol..I hope to GOD I can do this one my own and make a good deal out of it all..

I need a freaking VAT of wine to relax me now and I am fairly sure my head was close to exploding today...

This house looks like a tornado went thru it..paper piles everywhere..NOTHING was cleaned...well, I did do dishes....god help me..
I guess the bright spot is that I will sort out some junk papers and be able to reorganized..but somehow I hate being forced into it...

bleh