HOLY COW

I'm going to try this whole blogging thing again...

This is why I've been gone for a while...

1.) Jimbo FIRED me. Thats right.. I didnt quit.. he FIRED me. Said I wasnt doing agood job and I wasnt keepig myself busy with the whole two clients he had. I happily left two minutes later with a smile on my face.

2.) Wesley and I are PREGNANT!! Thats right, I am going to be the mother of an adorable baby boy in April. I'm freakin out, man.

3.) Wesley and I also moved in together and don't have internet yet. Or cable for that matter.

So, a LOT has been going on. Im 20 weeks... Levi Joseph is a perfect little fetus (gross word).. and growing just the way he should be. (THANK GOD)

Wesley and I are having our speed bumps, as couples do. But thats a whooole new story.

Ill keep you posted.

Random is My Middle Name.

It's actually Renea. But.. work with me here!

Here is whats up/new/random

This past weekend we had a family fish fry. It was fun, but I didn't eat any fish. I ate cheese. Then Cory and I started drinking beer early and I got drunk before anyone else did. Got in a fight with Wesley and felt like shit on Monday when I had to wake up early to go to work...

BUT, I got the second job I applied for and I start next weekend as a bartender. So i will make more in one night bar tending than I do all week working/getting degraded by Jimbo. Without health insurance. Cheapskate.

Wesley asked me today: "If I treated you like I did now.. and even better over time (which is nearly impossible).. and you found out I was a murderer, would you still think I was wonderful?" Ummmm No, I would not. Wonderful people do not kill anyone. Goose.

Double (a guy I was talking to before Wesley, who had and still has a girlfriend) has tried to get me to go see him when he visits Bowling Green with a friend of his. Just because you cheat on your girlfriend, does not mean I will cheat on Wesley. Tough luck. Maybe you shouldn't be such a scum bag, loser.

Overall, I couldn't be happier. Wesley is AMAZING. It doesn't hurt that we have an amazing sex life.. and we get along better than peas and carrots. I actually feel bad for getting upset with him. Isn't that just precious.

I HATE working for Jimbo. I need a new job. BAD. I hate this one. Something that's more along the lines of second shift would be ideal.. without having to work at a gas station. That's just not my kinda thing. No offense if you do.. but I did in high school (kinda, it was a pizza place that started selling gas too. Weird, I know.. that's what you get for growing up in upstate NY). I am NOT a morning person. I would rather sleep in. till 12 if it was possible. Then maybe I would want to have that morning sex Wesley is always wanting.. but I'm too tired/comfortable to wake up. Sorry, Wesley. You're still my favorite.

I have been trying, unsuccessfully, to kill a fly in the office all afternoon. It's starting to get on my nerves.

Other than that.. Happy Tuesday!

Quick Review

It's been a while. A long while. I'm not sure why I havent posted, or read anyone elses blogs... but I havent. Oh well. Smack my hand and get over it. I am



So a lot has been going on! I am no longer talking to pIah. I changed my phone number, I ignore all emails.. wait, he doesnt know my email address.. I blocked him on Skype and Facebook... He cant contact me anymore. It's wonderful.

I am also not talking to P.O. anymore (ya know, the guy who lookes like the President)...

I am now dating Wesley (not his actual name, thank God).

I found out about a month and a half ago (from a girl I dont like, while I was stumbliong drunk at a bar) that Wesley has a daughter. I got pissed, I ignored him for a couple days... I got beligerently drunk with P.O. all weekend.. But then, I realized something. I woke up on Sunday (with a massive hangover)... looked at P.O. and wanted to go home. I didnt want to look at him, I didnt want to be around him.. no kissing, hugging, touching, nothing. I wanted to talk to Wesley and I wanted to fix things. So.. because I STILL don't have a car (and actually find it kinda pointless now) P.O. took me home. I called Wesley, we talked about it, he assured me there was nothing more I didnt know about him. That he cared about me, was affraid of losing me at first, then was afraid of losing me because he had waited so long to tell me.. We didnt argure, didn't raise our voices. He was sincerely sorry... We moved on. No re-opening the can of worms later on, no holding it against him. Sincerely accepting his apology.. and just knowing that he is a great guy and messed up.

I met his daughter, who is 7 months old and absolutely ADORABLE. Apparently he had a one night stand, with some girl he actually now can't stand and POOF!!! He was a dumbass and didnt use a condom.

Everything with him is perfect. We are very similar, yet different. My family loves him, all he wants to do is make me happy... we have the BEST sex I have ever had in my entire life... plus, an added bonus, he is insanely sexy. SO, I couldnt be happier.

I suprised my mom for his birthday/ Mother's Day. Wesley and I took the 13 hour road trip together. It was awesome and we had a great time. We got to know eachother more.. and we got even closer than we were at that time... which is nothing compared to now.

It is finally summer!!!!! and  it is outrageously hot out side..

My dad is sick.. We all think he has a blood clot from his port, which he hasnt gotten removed... because he wont ever go to the doctor!!! Soooo thats some awful news.

Other than that.. I have been:
drinking a lot of adult beverages
hanging out with my family
hating my job more and more each day
hanging out with Wesley alllll of the time
being happy, very very happy.


Thats all I've got for now. Maybe I will elaborate later. But I promise to keep posting. I've missed rambling via my blog.

Just In Case You Wanted to Know...

Friday is a good day (if  you skip the whole 8:30-5 part)... Saturday is better, Sunday passes by too quickly.. So.. I try to enjoy Friday. It helps if I mock Jimbo, flip him the bird, and bitch under my breath when is back is turned. I think he knows I hate him now. Maybe now he will take my threats serisouly.. but I doubt it.

Weekends have consisted of hanging out with P.O. and ignoring Wesley. Because, well, I have and do spend too much time with him on weekdays.. that he starts to get on my nerves. I'm  having issues with him right now (but he doesnt know that) becuase that "spark" isn't there. And you need the "spark" . I don't know if it is with P.O. buuuut I want to find out. So I am going to. as often as I can. Sorry, Wesley.

^^^^ I got my tattoo finished!! woot woot!! ^^^^

anywho..

Other than the fact that I HATE my boss, I have a super duper (sp?) surprise coming up, I have no idea what to do about those things of the opposite sex.. things are good.

Oh but wait.. pIah...

I got a VERY nice voice-mail last night.. of him.. "pleasing himself".. I will say.. ??.. it was very awkward. SO that along with the seven million dick pictures he has sent me... I OBVIOUSLY want to date him again. Hes totally sane. 

I still haven't quit smoking or dirnking soda.. or started working out or going to church. BUT I am still drinking beer, having a good  time when I am not at work.. and not get arrested, pregnant, put in the hospital or selling myself for sex. So all in all I would say I am doing a pretty good job.

HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND!!

Post-It-Note Tuesday

Just Another Manic Monday

It's Monday. I am less than thrilled. If anyone would like to work for me, please let me know... My bed has been calling my name since I got out of it this morning... I don't like to disappoint.

This weekend was... semi-eventful.
I hung out with P.O...
went out with some of his friends.
The radio dj that has been facebooking me finally tracked me down.
Thank God P.O. is jealous
(even tho he shouldn't be)
because radio d.j. is weeeiiirrrrddd. to say the least.
Soooo P.O. got him to back off, telling radio d.j. that...
I Was  there with him, I was "his girl"... all of this was said
AFTER radio d.j. followed me around for three hours,
but he finally backed off.
I got some girls number...
promised to call her for the following nights festivities
(which I didn't even partake in).
I then proceeded to let a chair slam on my toe
(which caused a messy, gross, bloody mess),
got too drunk,
lost my phone for the umpteenth time
and woke up around 3:30 p.m.

Saturday morning.
After sleeping alllll day...
P.O. made enough food to feed a small country
we watched Shrek
P.O. took me home
I watched ppl walk through the house
P.O. blew me off
(I don't know what to think about that)
I went to bed at 10:30..
at 3:30 a.m. Wesley showed up at my house.
Drunker than Cootie Brown
(I have yet to figure out who he is).
He then snore louder than a bear
flopped all over the place
and pissed me off.. royally

Woke up Sunday..
Ate some gooooood food Granny made
slept most of the day away..
while watching Dazed and Confused.
Went to visit Casey and her children,
Went out to eat..
Went to Books A Million.. which was one of the most chaotic book stores I have ever seen in my entire life.
They also have a disgusting bathroom.. proceed with caution
I left empty handed..
visited A. Caron..
went home,
took a shower,
watched a movie

and said goodbye to the weekend.

Today I find out that William Hawkings believes that aliens exist. And I agree with the statement Wesley made.. If William Hawkings believes it..  I think I should too. Soooo... the world is coming to an end.. we might as well be prepared.

Maybe aliens are cute tho... as if I could deal with that..
P.O., Wesley, work, family, pIah, Dave, and a hot alien. Maybe I'll pass. maybe. depending on how cute we are talking.

God, I love my life..


most of the time.

First Ever Post-It Note Tuesday

Happy Tuesday! : )