Falling for Fall

Well, the car saga has been resolved. It officially cost an arm and both legs, but at least it is done. End of chapter I hope. Knock on wood.

Also, the temps have dropped a little this week which I ABSOLUTELY LOOOVE! It may not last long ( I am crossing fingers), but the taste of fall has made me happy. I am kinda strange I guess. Not a big fan of summer here, my paleness delicate porcelain skin doesn't fair well in the summer heat and all of my favorite things are fall stuff.. Halloween, football, bonfires, rainy days (yes you read that right I love gloomy rainy days), cool weather, nice warm chili, Thanksgiving, changing leaves, pumpkin spice lattes.. oh how I could go on. 

Speaking of lattes I am seriously considering starting a grass roots movement to push Starbucks to make pumpkin spice lattes available year-round. I mean I want one and like now! Seriously!! Can I get an amen?  Until I can manage that I guess I will have to either try to make my own or find something to substitute in place of it. Hurry September. At least the NFL gives me preseason games to hold me over football wise. I am a absolutely die-hard STEELERS fan, for those who don't know me in the real world. I have even decided I almost wish I could claim that I was from Pittsburgh. I say almost because I am a Kentucky girl through and through down to my little country accent and I don't think I could ever trade that for anything!

I gotta run my cats want me to go to the store so they can eat. The fatties ate it all and the dog helped :).

It is fried!

Well, I was hoping to be more consistent this past week or so with writing posts, but life has gotten in the way again. I was all ready to post last week that things were looking up. I had gotten my car back and it hadn't cost a great deal, my birthday was a day away and I was daring to consider not looking for the anvil that would fall on my head around every corner. Then it did. Fate or lady luck (which ever you prefer) had tried to lull me into thinking that things were turning around only to make it worse when the proverbial rug was pulled out. My car broke down AGAIN. In reality it was never really fixed. So back to the shop it went. 

Words that you never really want to hear from your mechanics mouth "It's fried." , "It is ugly." "Needs a new brain.".... ALL things I heard. Oh and lets not forget "Around $2400" that was my favorite. He recommended I take it to the dealership. So, that is where I went. Driving a car with no pick-up, that shakes and with the air turned off as not to make it work any harder than it is on a 90+ degree day across town let me tell you now that my friends is living! As it turns out they say my little cars brain is ok and is not what caused the coils on my car to melt. My mechanic still disagrees, I myself don't know if I buy it completely. Now, the good news is that it will cost less but is still going to be almost $1600. :( NO bueno folks. I do have to say though that I have to most awesome peeps in my life. I don't know how I'd have made it through the last few weeks without the people who love me. For that I am very blessed.

I did have a dream that I won like $38,000 dollars on a scratch off ticket last night. So you know I HAD to go buy one today just in case. I won like three free tickets in a row and then a whole $7. That's right WINNER, WINNER CHICKEN DINNER! I guess my psychic abilities are on the fritz. 

I am soooo ready for the weekend to be here. Especially, when you are warned on Monday by the physician you are making rounds with that on Friday when you round with him he will be in an absolutely terrible mood. I guess I should appreciate the heads up, something to look forward to. Until next time folks.

Series of unfortunate events

This past week or so has been one of those what-doesn't-kill-you makes you stronger kinda weeks. On Friday my son broke his glasses (and before that he broke his other glasses at his dad's house) leaving us only with an old scratched up pair that has the wrong prescription. Y'all this child is seriously blind he ASKS if he can sleep in his glasses so he can see when he wakes up. So off to Dr. Bizer's Vision world we go on Saturday. Good news glasses will be replaced cause of the wonderful insurance policy I always pay for (he has had glasses since he was three we've been down this road many a times).. bad news his frames are no longer available and it will take two weeks to get any replacements. Nuclear meltdown ensues. The child also has serious issues with change and was not a happy camper on any front. We eventually picked out a new pair, same color as before and $40 dollars more than the previous ones. Only to be followed by another meltdown when he finds out he won't get them right away. Yay me.

Fast forward to later that afternoon at home. I hear sudden yelling, not all that uncommon when you have a 6 and 8 year old. Then I realize they are yelling "we found the turtle we found the turtle!!!" NOT  a happy event since said turtle had been missing for several weeks at this point after the cat so kindly freed him from his cage. I looked everywhere! Yep, dried up dead turtle and a heart broken six year old. I was supposed to bring him back to life. Yea.  He is currently wrapped up and in a zip loc until someone comes to terms with Spikes passing and we can bury him.

So, Sunday rolls around and we go to see my family for a little birthday celebration for my mom and myself. Then a couple of errands and meet the devil ex to switch the kids with and I head home. Sad because I am going to miss the kids I console myself with plans to eat sushi and watch True Blood. I get home turn on the tube, sit down. Time to relax. Wrong again.. the tv is smashed in two places on the screen and totally f'ckd up. No idea how it happened, although two boys will be interrogated when apprehended. So, I sit and watch my True Blood only able to see half of the screen. Lovely.

Monday rolls around all too quick and I drag my sorry butt out of bed to go to work. I am seriously not a morning person, but I go to work before the rooster crows. I Rush to get ready and jump in the car on my way.. until my car breaks down when I barely left the house. Shouldn't be too surprised it does have over a 100 thousand miles on it and has never broke down, but the timing is impeccable. A repair shop and rental car later I am on my way having missed most of the day of work. I dare not say it couldn't get any worse. I wouldn't want to tempt fate as I don't think she or lady luck are on my side these days.  I did want to crawl in bed and not come out, but I figure if I did the roof would fall on my head. 

Did I mention my birthday is on Thursday? Even I lmao at that. I think I'll just skip it this year. 

PS. I still blame the damn fortune cookies

The tale of two cookies

Okay, so this first post seems like the most difficult to start... So I guess I'll start with the basics but not at the beginning. We'd be here far too long and frankly I only remember back as far as 5 years old anyway. I am Jenn, a single mom to two boys Isaac & Grant who are equal parts awesomeness and rotteness I would say.  Also, I am a nurse by profession.  I am sure I could go on, but I am pretty sure I may have lost anyone who started reading already.

I decided today to start this blog to chronicle the events of my life which as of late seems to be a comedy of errors. Who cares? Possibly no one, but its cheaper than therapy. You may be wondering about the title of my blog and this post for that matter.  Well, in all honesty my inspiration came  earlier this month with two fortune cookies. I actually don't eat chinese food that often (even though my kids adore it) but I happened to go on a date and we ended up eating it for dinner. The waitress gave us two cookies and my date so kindly offered me the choice of which one I wanted. When I opened my cookie there was nadda to be found. I am sure my face was priceless looking to see if I dropped it or what. I was disappointed, but laughed it off. Later that week in a I-don't-feel-like-cooking moment I picked up takeout on my way home.... can you guess what happened. Yep no fortune yet again in my cookie. Two different days, different places... what are the chances. In the words of a friend "that is some final destination bullshit right there." Yep that's me.. headlines could say 'Girl done in by cookies.' Call me superstitious. I wasn't thrilled by that AT ALL.  

Since then my luck has went from bad to worse. This past week has been particularly on the opposite end of the amazeballs spectrum than I would prefer. Alas, it has been a long day so I will be sticking a fork in it for now.  Tune in next time girls and boys!