It's too hot!

Jeremy's on this kick about not having the thermostat set any lower than 78. Apparently that's the magic number for saving money on your electricity bill. Have I ever mentioned that Jeremy is an absolute cheap-o? Back when we were struggling I couldn't have held a knife to his back and successfully talked him out of blowing our money. But, now that everything is fine he's cheap as all get out and it's ANNOYING!!! Anyways...it's hot and Avery sweats terribly at all times of day. Tell me why I am having such a hard time convincing himself to sleep in his underwear tonight? It's comfortable, it keeps your cool, keep the jammies off tonight child! I've finally convinced him by telling him that I was going to sleep in mine too because it was just too hot...let's just hope he doesn't insist on putting them back on in the middle of the night!

Packing!

The loan has been approved and the inspection is scheduled for this Wednesday. I started packing today but I don't even know where to begin. I don't feel like ANY of our things can be donw without for a month while they sit in boxes waiting for closing day. I managed to pack up some toys and some kitchen items but I dont' even know what to do with myself now!

The dreaded Peanut Allergy

While working in the daycare I've come to know quite a few kids with the peanut allergy. Enough to know that it's horrible. They add peanut oil or some other peanut product to almost everything. That being said, my poor Caitigirl is now a statistic :o( She has had peanut butter before, so I'm not really sure why she didn't react then, but on Tuesday night I gave her a peanut butter sandwhich for dinner and she had a severe reaction. She didn't even eat a bite of the sandwhich (thank god!) but everywhere it had touched blew up with pinpoint welts. She had them covering her hands, which swelled to almost twice their normal size, and all under her eyes from where she had rubbed. By the time I got her to the Urgent Care office right down the street, a matter of three minutes, her entire body was bright red and she looked as if she had been covered in steam burns. I felt awful! Two minutes after administering a dose of Benadryl she looked as if nothing had even happened. I did have to go pick up an Epi Pen at the pharmacy though, and lets all pray that I NEVER have to use it. Two days after this allergic reaction her body ended up covered in patches again. I could't for the life of me figure it out. She hadn't been exposed to anything else with peanuts in it and I hadn't changed any soaps or detergents. I called the pediatrician and found out that what she was experiencing was severe excema that was yet another reaction to the peanut exposure. My poor, poor babygirl :o( I feel so bad for her. I also feel bad for my poor bank account which just recieved three doctors visits within ten days, a $55 hit for steroids to get rid of the excema fast and treat future breakouts, $60 for an Epi Pen, $12 for a bottle of extra hydrating Cetaphil lotion and $8 for a bottle of extra hydrating Dove body soap. Ouch! This is one expensive baby!

Hello, I'm crazy.

I am the kind of woman who LIKES to clean. Organizing is my forte, I adore it, I would seriously be a professional organizer if I knew how to go about doing that. That being said, I am so ridiculously, crazy excited about cleaning my cupboards out as much as possible before we move. I do this every now and then anyways (cook all things that involve what I've already got in the pantry) but this is going to be EXTREME and I am just the kind of crazy girl to enjoy it!

Bring on the stress!

Provided nothing goes wrong with our loan or inspections (and I'm not expecting them to) we will soon be the proud, first time home owners, of this beauty:

I could absolutely not have foreseen our first home buying experience going any better. Yes, I don't care for the prominent garage that is so popular around here, but it's got our four bedrooms, a big bonus, double garage, decent yard, Holly Springs location, and the price was great.
The stress is going to be unbelievable! Our foreseen closing will be in the beginning of June...and in the second week of June we're leaving on our NH and CT vacation. STRESS!

Could this home buying thing finally fall into place!?!?!

Jeremy and I have been trying for over a year now to buy a home. Our credit is not great. In fact, mine TANKED when Avery was a baby because things just were NOT going our way and we had to rely on credit cards quite a bit. Anyways, things weren't looking good on the home front either. We were looking at HUD homes because we didn't have down payment money saved up, didn't qualify USDA, and wanted that stimulus payment. HUD house searching is hard...people tear these houses up badly because they're so mad that they've lost the home. We found our DREAM first-home on Sunday. Everything about it is what we need. 2,000 suare feet, Holly Springs location, four bedrooms and a bonus, great neighborhood with a community pool, decent yard (thought it does need work)...it's PERFECT! We bid low on Sunday night (the house has been sitting for a while so we figured we might as well start realllllly low) and the bid got rejected. Tonight we've upped the anti a little bit..and we will continue to do so until our bid is accepted. Now we just need to keep our fingers tightly crossed that nobody else jumps in with a bid before we get ours high enough to be accepted/that our loan goes through without any problems. This is killing me!!!

Thang goodness for Spring energy!

I LOVELOVELOVE my newfound energy since spring has begun. The sun is apparently my everything, and now that it's finally out until later in the evening, I'm finally able to be more of the Mommy that I like to/want to be. In the winter everything is so blah. I get home and the darkness makes me feel like all I have time to do is make dinner and go to bed. Now I feel like I just want to keep moving!
Tonight, after he played with the neighbors of course, Avery and I had some Mommy son bonding time. We made brownies, liked the bowl and spoon clean, and settled in to a movie. Just us. <3 I love this boy!!

The Perfect Summer Day :o)

I don't typically get all sappy like this but, really, today was a PERFECT day! My kids let me sleep in until 8 (always a nice suprise) and then, after a quick breakfast, we headed out to Parrish Womble Park in Holly Springs.



We stayed there for about two hours. Caitlin has GOT to start walking though! She wants so badly to be on the big kid play structures. I did assist her in climbing up for a ride down the big slide a few times, but mostly she just played on the swings. Avery spent a lot of time on the swings also. They unfortunately don't have regular swings there so he looked like his dorky self on the baby swings.



Note the purple Disney princess necklace Avery has on? It's been a long time since he's decided he wanted to do girly stuff. It was so cute when he used to want his toenails to be painted all of the time. It kind of brought me back to those days. Honestly, by the way, I don't understand at all the parents who go CRAZY on their sons overthings like playing with dolls or nailpolish or whatever. Avery figured it out on his own that he was a boy and boys didn't typically wear nailpolish...and in the meantime he wore it for over a year. He carried a doll around the ENTIRE time I was pregnant. Leave your kids alone and let them be creative and explore.

Anyways, next we came home for lunch and then Caitlin went down for a nap and Avery went to spend time at one of our neighbors house. During my free time I was able to book as a room at the Ramada Mystic in Mystic, CT. I am SOOO beyond excited!!! Every year we spend our entire summer vacation time visiting my family in New Hampshire. This will be the first year that we actually take some time out for a REAL vacation. On the way home from NH we will be stopping in Mystic for a two night stay. We will spend day one at the Mystic Aquarium (which kicks the butt of all of the aquariums we have around us now) loving on some beluga whales, penguins, and (my favorite) sea lions <3.



Then we're spending the next day in Misquamicut, RI

and the day after that at Ocean Beach Park in New London, CT.




Anyways, a little later on Avery and I woke Caitlin up from her nap so we could go buy a sprinkler at Walmart. Avery *almost* went wearing one of those ridiculous, full-body bathing suits with the floatation device built in. And, of course, the princess necklace. I talked him out of that one. Not because he would have looked foolish...but because he would have complained about being uncomfortable the second we walked in. I really don't care what he wears and I'm all about his self-expression. Hell, he wore this to school one day last year...




We then enjoyed the sprinkler and a watergun fight with all of our neighbors. After which, Caitlin again decided to nap and Avery went to another neighbors house,...giving me the house all to myself to cook an amazingly yummy dinner, courtesy of this months issue of Taste of Home magazine.

We're about to get the kids into their beautifully tinted bathtub and then chill with a movie.

<3 I need more days like this in my life.

Thanks a lot blogspot! a;lkdjvhp28

On a whim I decided I'd browse through random blogs in hopes of finding a new one to follow. So I go to my blog and hit the "go to next blog" tab...the FIRST blog that came up had a picture of a ginormous dildo. Not only did Avery see it right away, but he asked what it was, AND the window took forever and a day to close after I hit the x. Lesson learned!

Happy Easter

Happy Easter from my two seriously dorky children!!!

"My mommy has two tattoos"

Every so often a little tidbit of information comes up about one of the kid's parents...this is one of the best.

We were reading a book in class called "Bonzini, the Tattooed Man". It's by the same author as the Ms Nelson is Missing books. Anyways, it's all about the circus tattooed man getting lost in some small town and telling the kids stories about his tattoos. So, I ask the kids if any of their parents have tattoos and one of the girls pipes up with "My mommy has two tattoos. One on her back and one on her cha cha." I'm pretty sure I know what her cha cha is right away but I decide to clarify anyways, just in case I'm wrong. Nope, I'm right. It's described as "You know. The place where pee comes out from." Ok, I'm intrigued. "What is her tattoo of?", I ask. The answer...."Bushes." I paused for a minute because I was really thinking that maybe this little girl was cunfused and thought that her mom's hair was drawn on or something. But no...she further explains that Mommy has a tattoo of green bushes on her cha-cha.
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Soooo classy! hahaha

Work has gotten a tad uncomfortable recently!

There is a new girl in our class and her step-father is the King of all Creeps. He has winked at all three of my classroom's teachers multiple times, he thought it was ok to tell one of them that they looked good in shorts, and then yesterday I had this conversation with him:

King Creep: "Are you alright? You look like you been crying."
Me: "Oh I'm fine. I just got back from the gym so I'm all hot and red."
King Creep: "Oh, I know you hot."
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King Creep: "[name deleted to protect the innocent] say goodbye to your beautiful teacher. [looks at me] You looking really...nice *wink*"
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Hellloooooo inappropriate!

Weight Loss Restart...will restart tomorrow

I told myself that after Easter I'd really get back into it. So, here it is in writing so that I can't cheat myself. Granted, I did lose another 4 lbs last month (total thus far is 13 lbs) but I didn't really even try. I'm sure the number could have been much higher. So starting tomorrow, calorie counting, healthier eating, gym and the Insanity workout video program. Summer is here and I don't have long before that bathing suit has to come out of retirement!

Happy Easter Everyone!

The real eggs are boiled and cooling off in the refridgerator, the plastic eggs are stuffed awaiting tonights egg hunt (THE most awesome Easter tradition with our neighbors...kids with flashlights hunting eggs down in the late evening). I'm a tad sad because I realllly wanted to get the kids kittens for Easter and Jeremy turned it down with a quickness. Well, he said we could get kittens IF he could get a ferret...and I'd rather just be petless than have one of those nasty things in my house. I hope you all enjoy the holiday!!

Prayers for Baby Jonas

I saw one of my neighbors for the first times in MONTHS yesterday afternoon and when I ask her how she's been she hits me with

"Welll...we have a new baby."

I had ZERO idea that she was pregnant! Turns out I haven't seen her in months because her pregnancy was going so poorly. The poor thing has been completely house ridden and didn't tell anyone she was pregnant because she was positive that things were going to end badly. Little Jonas arrived 10.5 weeks early and is currently at Duke Hospital. It would seem as everything is oing very well considering. He has had his lung treatments ad everything is going well there. Now he is going through an intensive medicine regimen to help close a valve in his heart that doesn't usually close until later in he pregnancy. I'm so happy for them and so impressed by how strong the family seems to be doing throughout all of this. I know that it would tear me up to not be able to be with my newborn and my heart goest out to them.

The Greatest Big Brother Ever

Last night Avery spent about half an hour in the kitchen helping Caitlin learn to walk. She was standing up and holding onto a chair and he was pulling the chair slowly in front of her so that she would walk across the kitchen floor. Aww *tear*

Some Daycare Truths

Some daycare truths from a daycare employee (Some because people have rubbed the the wrong way in the past few days and some just because they're sort of funny and fit with the theme).

I work in a preschool...and I'm not stupid. That's right folks. This girl right here. NOT stupid. haha I can't even begin to count the amount of times that I've been spoken to like people were thinking "Oh, that poor thing. She's so dumb that she has to work at a preschool."
Hi. I'm Melissa. I have a Bachelor's degree in United States History and an Associate's degree in English. I am certified to teach middle/high school in NH and NC. I work in a preschool, but I'm quite confident that, with the proper training, I could do your job. And, I 100% maintain that...
I work in a preschool because I am a GENIUS!
I get ridiculously discounted prices on care for my own children. As in, $16,000 dollars a year worth of free childcare (doesn't that make those of you who are paying full price want to die a little inside?). Here's the other kicker...while you're stressing out at work about things that you can't make work, deadlines that you aren't going to meet, etc. etc. I'm singing songs, playing with paper mache and, occassionally, throwing stuff at your kids (dodgeball people! haha). I am ENJOYING myself and getting paid for it. It's really quite genius decision making on my part.

That being said, I understand why some of these people thing we're dumb because...well...I work with some real morons. A joke was made today about how a child's teacher had written on their artwork that it was a "Pinguine" (Hi Katherine! haha). That's supposed to say penguin people. But, I can one up it. Once upon a time, while typing lesson plans for other classrooms, I came across and entry for "Go on a pride". Go on a pride? hrm? I thought to myself, "What does this month's theme have to do with a bunch of lions?" I had to ask the teacher. "Go on a pride" was meant as "Go on a parade". Pride. Parade. Seriously people?

Also, I may not be stupid, but
I do not have the answer to all of your parenting woes!
My four-year-old son still poops in his pull-up almost every night, the only vegetable he'll eat is baby carrots, he's ridiculously shy and screams at people to "not look at him" constantly,he can't recognize letter shapes, and, occassionally, I feel like it's necessary for me to tear the heck out of his behind because he just doesn't know how to act. My 14-month-old daughter, though admittedly a bit of an angel child, will NOT stand up on her own. I don't have the answers! The only answer I have is this one...You can't change your child's personality. They get it in their own time and the answers that work for one person will simply not work for you.

And now for the funny ones....
1. Please, don't tell me that your three and a half year old is reading. Chapter books even! Wow, see, I'm with her 40 hours a week and I'm impressed when she gets her own name right. I tell her EVERY DAY to pour her water in the sink and she stares at me like a deer caught in the headlights and pours it into the trash can. Even the other three year olds realize that she's a tad slow. She can not read!

2. If I told you something about your child and you answered "Is that normal?" the obvious answer is that I wouldn't have wasted my breath telling you about it if it was normal. Duh.

3. It is NOT cute that your three year old daughter is dancing like a stripper and singing about Birthday Sex. Not cute at all. And, to be perfectly honest, all it does is make me wonder a) wtf she see's you doing at home and b) what kind of parent lets their child listen to such inappropriate music.

4. "I could never listen to kids all day." I hear this a lot. That I'm like super woman because I can put up with twenty three-year-old children all day. Here's the simple answer, dealing with 20 of your kids is 5 trillion times easier than dealing with mine! Reason being, crying to get your way only works on a Mommy. I can only listen to my kids cry for so long before I give in to them. It breaks my heart. I can listen to your kids cry allllll day. I don't enjoy it, but I can do it. Mommy's break, teachers make it known that no amount of tantrum is going to win the battle. I'm the teacher, what I say goes. Period.

5. Your kids make penises during art time. Never on purpose of course. I'm not that twisted. However, they do often make things that are undeniably penises. I have the pictures to prove it (and one of these days I'll actually upload them).

I could go on forever....

INSANITY!!!

I'm feeling incredibly discouraged with my weight loss plateau, so I decided to try something new and do the first workout in the Insanity program...and it totally kicked my ass! Seriously! The little testers on the video are doing like 23 squat thrusts and I did 8. Grunting the WHOLE time. This is intense! I fell flat on my face trying to do a push-up the way they wanted me to. And then, being the champ I am, decided to have another go at it and fell on my face AGAIN! I did get a work out, I definitely worked up a sweat, but I really, honest to goodness, spent the majority of the time laughing hysterically on the floor because:

A) It is soooo freaking hard!
B) It is ridiculous what horrible shape I'm in
C) I had to GRUNT to do these things
D) Half of the exercises were so damn hard that I almost peed on myself out of strain

No, really. Avery spent a solid half hour "exercising" after he watched me do this mess....it consisted of him grunting like a gorilla. hahaha SO PATHETIC!!!

Some memories of my little-Averyman...

...mostly so that I won't forget.

When Avery was just a baby he used to make the "cheerio mouth"...pursing his lips together really tight until they formed a tight little o.

In the waddler classroom, before one year old, Avery used to take kid's pacifiers out of their mouth and laugh at them when they cried (little devil since day one!)

Recently, whenever Avery asks if he can do something and I say he can he says, "Mommy, you're so nice."

Avery's speech is still not that great, but when he was little Jeremy and I used to have some fun with it. The greatest one? When we told him to say "starfish" it sounded like he was saying "Son of a bitch". Yeah, can I have my Mom of the Year Award now? haha

Avery went through an extensive period of being a cat when I first had Caitlin. I assume that it was his way of telling me he wanted to snuggle up...but I would have to pet him, and give him food on the floor, etc.

Avery also went through an extensive period, and still does occasionally, of telling me that he couldn't get up because he was "Stuck in the mud". Code for "I want you to carry me".

More to come as I remember...I'm too tired to think right now

I'm going to have to change the layout of my page...

Particularly devastated by this. I was looking through help links trying to figure out why comments couldn't be posted on my blog and it's a problem with the layout template. The help section gave information on how to add the comment html into the template, but I am NOT going to sit here for hours trying to figure that mess out!

Comment section...

Why won't mine work? I tried to comment on someone else's post and that wouldn't work either...but I have commented on a different person's blog before. wtf?

Just some pictures...

My little beauty on her first birthday. She's trying to put her headband back on <3













She rolled under the bed and was temporarily "lost".















The damage done to Avery's bedroom by him and Hope during one of her visits. This was MORE than enough to send me into panic mode.















Trying to demonstrate to Avery exactly what would happen if he didn't sit still for the dentist.

Updated post..

My post about my little artist Avery now has pictures of his artwork.

Finally losing :o)

I don't really know what's gotten into me recently, but...
I'm FINALLY losing the Caitlin weight
(I say Caitlin weight because I'm still a loooong way off from losing the Avery weight). I have tried and tried and tried to lose this weight all year long, but, for whatever reason, I always ended up quitting after a few weeks. (I prefer to call it "cheating"). That being said...I lost 8.6 lbs. last month! Whoot!!
I entered into the 150's range for the first time since getting pregnant with Caitlin and, while it did feel good, the good feeling only lasted a moment because...
150 range is still freaking fat!
Seriously! But, I'm determined to be in the 140's by the end of this month (April 2nd is my one month deadline)...and the 130's by the beginning of May. To see that 130 again is probably going to make me throw a party. I haven't been there since getting pregnant with Avery! Through all this excitement I can't help but wonder..
where is this motivation coming from?!?
I know that it started because I knew my mom was going to visit for Avery's birthday and I'm sick of her telling me that I'm fat. Another motivational piece, my 10 year reunion is coming up soon (although, there hasn't been much talk about that recently...). And, I am sick of not liking to wear a bathing suit. I LOVE the water and it sucks to be embarrassed about putting a bathing suit on. These all got me started, but, I just don't know what has kept me going. I'm going to take it, whatever it is, though!

The honesty of children...

A little tidbit from a conversation I had with one of my students today.

"When I grow up I'm going to be big like my sister. She's big like you and Ms. Lindsay. But she's not as fat as you."

I mean, in all fairness, I am fat. But, good grief that was harsh! This little girl is one of my favorites (yes, I have favorites...any teacher who says they don't is lying) but she has been a little too lippy, honest, snobby, whatever you want to call it. This came after she announced quite loudly that she thought another child's artwork was ugly. Actually got my attention just to say that she thought someone's person was ugly (we traced our bodies and the kids painted the cut outs).

Also out of a students mouth recently,
"I'm going to kill you down."
Erm, wtf? I chose to ignore that one because the child has been acting a little attention starved lately and has been acting out just to get it. He had pulled it on my co-teacher the day before saying such things as "I'm going to beat you with my knucklehead.". (Yeah, I don't get it either haha).
I love my students, don't get me wrong. But seriously, there are some days when they need to be lucky I'm not their mother. Because when a student does that teacher Melissa says "That's not nice. You need to go sit down and think about what you said." Or, if it's really bad, "Are you kidding me?!" And, when Avery does that, mommy Melissa says "If I EVER hear that come out of your mouth again I am spanking your bottom! Hard!" lol, poor Avery.

My little artist...

Avery just drew a VERY good house...on his comforter. He was playing in his room, and I knew he was tired, so I just ignored him..hoping he'd sleep. He came out here after about five minutes very excited and said "Mommy, come see what I drew! Close your eyes Mommy...it's a suprise!" So I walk into his room with my eyes half-closed (it kills be how kids don't realize when you're really only squinting) and TADA ..
The greatest house he's ever drawn is there, in orange marker, all over the comforter!
My first reaction is to get wide-eyed and say "Avery, what in the world were you thinking drawing on your blanket? That is NOT ok!" And then I saw the picture. Seriously, a greatly drawn house. And I decided that really, I don't want to discourage him from developing his artistic side. He's a boy who loves to color and draw and it's a side of him that I would really like to nurture. But, come on, when Momma is a neat freak you can't color on stuff like that! Anyways, I praised him on how well he had drawn his house but told him that next time he needed to come and ask me for more paper because drawing directly on the bed was unacceptable, and he knew that. He's now crying in his bedroom and incredibly upset with me but, what can you do? Actually, come to think of it, he's being a little TOO quiet. I might find some more artistry when I return...

Update: Sooo I was right. I went in and there was marker on his pillow, more on the comforter and on his wall. I made him wash the wall himself and he cried the whole darn time about how I was making him ruin his house lol.

Update number two: The pictures....

How do I use this thing?!?!?

I would really like to try to track down other bloggers with young children, in early childhood education, in North Carolina, etc. etc...but I can't figure out how to search (and should really be in bed). HELP!

My Life with Your Kids ...

Ok, so basically, I am creating this blog because I feel like nothing is going right in my life and hey, at least I'm in control of this...right? Right?!? No. The title I wanted was taken (who wants to add a number to their "perfect" but already taken name?). I'm really kind of worked up about this really. I know it's ridiculous, but I have been having a TERRIBLE day and now all I can think is,
"Great! And now I can't even have the name I wanted on blogspot! Ughh!!!"
This, of course, comes after I couldn't find a layout I wanted. I mean, I like this one, it's pretty, but in NO way does it represent this blog and what it's going to be. I wanted something fun and bright that represented kids and teaching. No such luck. It seems like everyone is obsessed with making blog layouts that involve half naked girls, lips sucking on cherries, or general foo-foo prettiness. So, here it is, my "pretty" layout. But, I remain optimistic that I WILL someday, somehow, find enough time and patience to create my own layout that fits exactly what I want it to be.
All is NOT lost!!!
Hehe, I'm a big fan of these little bold, italicized bits today. I wrote Jeremy this looooong note about all of the reasons our relationship is tanking right now. And when I say long, I mean like 4,660 words of long. I seriously sat here for two and a half hours typing this thing out. It's six pages, single spaced. If I had been this enthusiastic about school I would have done much, much better lol. I guess that, even though everything seems wrong and pointless and like it's never going to get better right now, at least I have enthusiasm about it. That's got to be a good thing, right? Because clearly that means I care enough. *sigh* We'll see.
On another "nothing is going my way today" note...I can't bend my legs! As in, at all! haha ok, so, I can...but it takes me a ridiculously long time and I still can't fully bend at the knees the way a body is supposed to. You would think that this would be fine, and that you'd stay in bed all day, or watch t.v., and just chill. But, no! Staying in one position for too long makes it worse. And...here comes my fun, bold, italicized emphasis...
Do you have ANY idea how hard it is to sit on a toilet and pee when you can't bend!?!?!
Seriously! And I am a peeing kind of girl! It's awful. My house is a total disaster zone too and I had planned on cleaning it this weekend. Not going to happen. Also not going to happen? Yeah, I tagged a ridiculous amount of clothing for a local consignment sale and I was supposed to drop the stuff off today. Yeah, right! AND, I was supposed to go out bowling tonight with Jeremy and some of our friends and I had to cancel because of my stupid, sore, thigh muscles.
Oh, I never even explained why my muscles hurt did I?
Kory Bailey is the devil!!!
Kory Bailey would be my personal trainer...who I've met exactly one time...for a fitness evaluation. I'm some kind of genius and I went back to the gym the next day so that I could walk on the treadmill (even though I was already sore) but I still blame him for the torture that has been done onto my thigh muscles. It's soooo not even funny and my neighbor told me that I looked like I had "just had surgery or something". I feel like my legs are in labor. For any of you who have ever had a child, think about your worst labor contractions...that's my thighs...only it's lasted all damn day. grr. I keep telling myself ...
At least I'm going to get skinny!
And, really, at this rate I BETTER!! I've been doing very well so far, but I refuse to tell anyone what my one-month weight loss has been until Tuesday because that will be the EXACT month mark and I feel pretty certain that I can push it and drop a little more. I WILL look good in my bathing suit this year! I told my trainer (the devil I spoke of earlier) that this was my goal and he just laughed. Apparently most people tell him that they're there for their health. Liars. They're there to look better and the know it lol.
My cable is out, because genius (that would be Jeremy) didn't pay the bill. I probably couldcall and pay the bill, but, he told me that he was going to start being responsible for money so it's his deal now. I'm just going to go watch a sappy movie instead and play the "ahhh, if only that was my relationship" game...