Are You Fucking Kidding ME?

So here's more rant and whine and bitch, so if you're not in the mood, don't read it.

School's starting to go a little better than it was. Things were hectic for a while, but I think it's all okay now. A few big projects in the works but nothing serious.

My niece decided to keep her baby so I'd like to officially welcome Jackson Jeffrey R. to our world. I know I'm in love!!!

R's roommates kicked her out of their place because of J. So, we took her in. No biggie, right? I mean where's a 19 year-old mom to go? Well. This morning we got an official warning from our landlord because we've had a "guest" more than 24 hours and we're making too much noise. (??!!) (If anything we've been quieter than usual because Dude and I aren't wrestling or yelling at each other or watching loud movies.)

Now I'm not saying that we're in the right. I understand that there are rules in apartment buildings so that we can all get along. Explain to me please then, why the single guy downstairs hasn't received warnings about his excessive noise? How about last week when, at 3 in the morning I was awoken by his party and people yelling "I'm drunk! I'm drunk!" and "Whore!!!!" How about the people next door to us that come home and use the bedroom stairs at all hours of the day while fighting with each other often and being proud parents of a baby that cries 23/24 hours of the day?????

I mean, wtf??? I'm embarassed and I'm angry and I feel like we're being punished for doing a good thing. True, this situation can't last, in fact R and J are probably going to live with R's aunt J in the country for a while. BUT. WTF.

We've been looking for other places to live, a little closer to Nisku, anyway but now I've gotta seriously buckle down and find a place for us all. We're supposedly ON a waiting list for K's place but who knows if that will ever come through for us. So, if any of you know of a 2 bedroom place that allows cats that is not in a 100% sketchy neighborhood that will be free sometime this year, lemme know. We sure could use a break.

All this stress has gotta be for a reason.

Tired? Me Too!

Soooo yeah. I read Dallas' blog, and I feel her pain. I, too, feel like I never have enough time. I go to class 3 hours a day and work two basketball games a week- not exactly a feat of endurance, surely! And yet, I feel as though there is never enough time to relax. I am always tired and often put off homework and household chores to sleep. I don't have the excuse of a full-time job or a family- I just don't know how "real people" cope with "real life." Anyone have any hints???

PS- aaagh. just lost my train of thought.

School's going alright- english essay due that I GOTTA get down to and a midterm tomorrow evening in my history class that I LOVE but my stress level is maxed. I cried at my Public Speaking prof the other day. Blaaaagh!

In positive news, there's less than 6 weeks left until the Christmas break. Since last Christmas I've had only one full week of holidays and that was at the beginning of May. Hmmmmmm that could be a factor in my never-ending tiredation. Yes. Tiredation.

Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo enough whining. It's 8:48 pm and I really should get my ass into some homework.

xox

I'm a GREAT Aunt!

We've all known for years that I'm a great Aunt. Now, however I'm also a Great Aunt!

Yep. R had her baby. A teeeensy little guy @ 5 lbs and 14 oz. She delivered by C-Section and is leaving the hospital either today (Fri.) or tomorrow.

The plan was to give the wee one up for adoption, probably the best choice for all. The other night, however, she'd decided to keep him because letting him go would "break [her] heart."

So my sister, F and I "helped" with the names. We liked Paper-Scissors Rockwood best. (Actually, all we helped with was in tearing one of her staples out. Laughing is a no-no.)

The roller coaster continued the next day, however. She'd decided that she SHOULD give him up- after taking him home for a week first.

My heart breaks for the girl because I know that I could never do it. Even with an open adoption, with the option for periodical visits. I just couldn't. I figure that if she does take him home for the week she won't be able to do it... but R's a different animal than me and has shown herself to be far more brave than I.

Whatever she decides, she's in for a rough road. I am so proud of her though. And, the wee one is beautiful.

Panic Setting In!

Sooooooo we spent the weekend in Regina. It was a nice trip once I got over my anxiety about all the usual. We spent Thursday night in Saskatoon with two of the Dude's cousins. Friday we had a great breakfast in S'toon then drove to Regina to visit his momsy at work. Next, drove out to his Dad's lake-side cabin where we had a great time playing with 3-year old (funny and weird) M and her new baby brother, N. Nice supper, nice company and the Dude surprised us all with some fireworks that were a BIG hit!
The next morning we headed back into Regina and spent the day chilling out and playing with T's new dog, Baron. I actually worked a little on my homework! We had goodies with Mom2 at Earl's and it was a quiet, early night.
Sunday was Turkey day and it was really good. I don't think I'll be able to go back to holiday meals that don't include sour cabbage rolls and pyroghies. Chuck was sad that he wasn't there when I told him about all the good food! A good time was had by all and we ended the night by watching Star Wars III and going to bed fairly early. (LOL we're getting old I think- the Dude's 20-year old brother stumbled in at 5:30 and 2 am the nights we stayed there.)
Monday morning we packed up and T made us breakfast. We headed out to the lake again to say goodbye to the Dude's other family and for French Toast. Yummy.
The drive home was LOOOOOOOONG but we have a system- the Dude drives TO Regina, and I drive home b/c then we're both anxious to get where we're going.

So anyway, I'm glad to be back but a little freaked out. Except for the hour I spent doing homework on Friday I haven't touched my books. I have a 5-7 minute speech to write for tomorrow as well as a 7-10 page report due for sociology. Oh, and a couple of written exercises and a listening excercise for French. /sigh.

I think it's going to be a long night.

Another Gripe.

Ok. I have a health issue. For that issue, I had a specialists appointment booked by my doctor's office. I waited 5 months for that appointment. On that occasion (Sept. 18th) it was determined that I need to have a procedure done. That was scheduled for October 30th. Well, today I got a call that the doctor who does this procedure has cancelled appointments on Oct 9, 16, 23 and 30th. (This particular clinic only does this procedure on Tuesdays.) So, could I come in on November 15th? Well... actually no. Physiologically it's not feasable. Well, they didn't have "the sheets" for later than that so I'll have to call in a few weeks to see when I can book an apointment to get the procedure done. Conversely, I can call a nurse in various other locations throughout the city to try and find somewhere that can do it for me.

Is it just me, or should prescribed procedures be a little easier to arrange? In the long run, this tiny 15-minute preventative procedure may save the health care system thousands of dollars... yet it's my responsibility to call around as though I'm trying to find a cheap deal on a car?

Something's not right. :(