The Doors Are Open

1:34pm: Last Clear Chance

9:33am: First post of the new year
Okay, so it's the new year and I'm going to refrain from saying things like, "Wow, it's been a whole year since I last posted" because technically that's not true. When I was younger I used to have a thing about odd and even numbers. I was convinced that even numbers were better luck, but I don't have any clear evidence of that at this stage in my life. I think 2009 has to be a better year than last year.

Here are some random things:

The fortune in the fortune cookie I ate last night said: "You may be called upon to run to the assistance of one of your friends very soon." I thought that was kind of funny, considering that I'm barely even able to walk anywhere. That's okay though because my husband got, "Ulterior motives are present in even the kindest of actions". So he gets to pontificate on that every time someone does something nice for him today. Not that the inmates will be doing anything nice for him. Last I heard they were flooding their toilets and throwing feces at the officers. It's gotten so bad that now the inmates will be brought up on harassment charges that carry a minimum of one year for pegging officers with fecal matter. Hooray for working on the maximum security units.

I learned the hard way to never, ever give my 21 month old son M&M's. I gave him two dark chocolate M&M's, thinking he wouldn't eat them because he's a really picky eater. He ate them and then kind of went into this weird psycho baby mode. How do I describe what transpired next? Well, first he turned to me from his high chair and in this very deep, guttural voice he said, "Crack-kah!" He thinks all food is "cracker" for some reason. I knew he wanted more M&M's so I kind of ignored him. Mistake! He got demanding and started repeating the order, "Crack-kah! Crack-Kah! CRACK-KAH!" And it wasn't in his usual cute baby voice either. It was like a voice you would hear out of the Exorcist or something. I was kind of afraid. My husband came in and was like, "Oh he wants more M&M's" and before I could stop him he plopped two more down on the baby's tray. The baby snatched them up, put them in his mouth, and as he was chewing starting demanding, "CRACK-KAH! CRACK-KAH!" My husband let him out of the high chair and the baby ran over to me and started pulling my hair - something I thought he had outgrown. I had to get up and leave the room because it got so bad. He chased me into another room and went at my hair again. I basically had to hobble, as fast as I could, from one room to another to get away from him. As he chased me down he kept repeating, "Crack-kah! Crack-kah!" Never again. I'm telling you, NEVER AGAIN.

7:52am: Toys For Tots
Hi guys, if you have any extra money at all please donate to Toys for Tots. I can't stand the thought of little babies and kids without toys for the holidays. You don't have to give that much. Thanks ahead of time! Here's a link to the site where you can send a donation online:

Click here

9:18am: Lost Beagle
Yesterday night I took the beagle out to do her thing on the lawn and she saw another dog, yanked at the leash and the leash unclipped. Now the husband tells me this has been happening to him frequently, but this is the first time it has ever happened to me. Anyway, I spent something like four hours searching for her last night and my husband even left work early (said it was a "family emergency") to help search for her. No luck. I've called all the vets in the general area and I called the police since this is a small town and someone might call them if they find her. Who knows.

But my husband is so mad at me. He is devastated and blames me. I feel terrible. I had the hardest time trying to sleep last night. I have to go into Boston tomorrow because of these migraines I have been having and so I won't get much sleep tonight either. I have to get up at 5AM to get to the appointment on time. My husband wouldn't get a chip put in the dog and never got around to updating her tags so I don't know what the chances are we'll find her at this point. I fear the worst though...if we don't find her I think our marriage is over because he'll blame me forever.

Sorry if this is incoherent. I haven't had much sleep.

9:38am: Caylee Anthony Search
http://www.orlandosentinel.com/orl-casey3108aug31,0,1786238.story

I am so disturbed that there are so many people out there in Florida who are willing to expend all of their energy by protesting in front of the Anthony's house, but only 200 people could actually be bothered to go out there and help search for Caylee. EquuSearch has been specifically requesting help and they've received very little. If the people who spend all of their time complaining that nothing is being done to find Caylee, especially on the part of her family, redirected their energy toward finding this little girl she might have a chance at a proper burial. I wish that I could go down there and help but right now I can't afford to do it.

I'm just disgusted. And then I read someone's comment about how law enforcement should be out searching for Caylee and how they haven't done anything. Um, HELLO, law enforcement has been the only group of people consistently searching for this little girl since she was reported missing - a MONTH after she disappeared I might add. This is starting to get to me.

7:11pm: Show some love
Someone on my friends list posted this originally, thespeaker, and so I am reposting with my own addition...

The American Family Association has created an Action Alert and form to try pressuring Hallmark to stop recognizing gay marriage.

Wouldn't it be awful if millions of people used their form to send thank you messages to Hallmark.

Here's mine:

Dear Chairman Hall:

I just wanted to commend you on your willingness to accept and support same-sex marriage. It is unfortunate the the AFA is trying to bully you into changing your stance. This is truly an opportunity for you to make your position strong and meaningful by continuing to demonstrate your support.

Thank you for all you have done and I hope you continue to stay strong. Your efforts are much appreciated by many.

Melissa

Here's the link if you want to spread a little love, rather than hate, of your own: https://secure.afa.net/afa/activism/TakeAction.asp?id=329

Feel free to repost. And if you feel like sharing the message you sent please post it in a comment to me.

10:36am: FUNNY
That baby has had a cold for almost a week now, which he caught from his dad. I caught the cold a couple of days ago and have had to blow my nose nonstop. Now here's the funny part. I guess the baby has been watching me blow my nose with the kleenex because I was checking email and I heard this strange sound coming from the kitchen. The baby was trying to blow his nose into some kleenex he found. He would blow his nose into it and then wipe the kleenex all over his face. It was sooooo funny!!!! He saw me watching him and laughed and did it again. He's so proud of himself that he can blow his nose like a grown up. Even if he is succeeding in getting snot all over his face in the process.

1:48pm: A Walk to Remember...to the store
So I walked to Market Basket because it's only about a mile and a half away and I still don't have a car (we're waiting for the verdict on the car that broke down: blown head gasket or problem with the intake valve gasket). It was fine. I can always use the exercise. I got the the store and I'm heading for the green pepper that I needed for the chili I was making back at home. I stopped short when I hear the words, "Mom! You're suck a f*cktard!" I turned around to see who and where this was coming from and I saw a boy of about nine holding on tight to a box of fruit rollups (they looked like fruit rollups, but I can't be 100% sure). The mom snatched the box away and said, "That's it Jackson! You're going to write, 'Mom, you're a f*cktard' a thousand times and see if it was really worth saying to me."

Good Times at Market Basket.

9:24pm: Poetry of Larry Levis
I was at a friend's house while she was babysitting her sister's two girls. One girl is 8 and the other is 10. The ten year old is into poetry and had this huge book of poetry with her. I sat down and started to go through the poems and found some really interesting things...First I found a poem by a man named Larry Levis. It went like this:

( My poem would eat nothing. )

I kind of laughed my @ss off and then showed the poem to my friend. My friend and I got a good laugh over the poem but then discovered another poem. It was a poem about the Pope's penis.

( I don't want to offend anyone so I will place this one behind a cut also... )

Then the 8 year old showed us how she likes to get on Zwinky to find "older boys". That was disturbing to say the least. Oh and the 10 year old showed my friend how you can google just about anyone and find what she described as "embarrassing blackmail information". Yikes.

When I was 10 I had a Hello Kitty diary and one of those archaic apple 2c computers. I used to play this game called Conan on it incessantly. That and Space Quark. Things have CHANGED! I never read age-appropriate books, however. I remember being 8 and one summer when my mom took me to Mexico she gave me this book called "Dance Hall" to read. I really liked the book until I got more than 3/4ths of the way through. There was a lesbian scene in the book and I must have reread it four times trying to figure out what was going on. I never dared ask my mom so I kind of pondered that book for years...I don't understand why my mom gave me that book to read. She read it first. Did you just kind of skip the last quarter of the book? I'd ask her but I doubt she'll even remember.

1:14pm: Target Fun
I went to Target with the baby and ran into my friend and her son who is close to David's age. I was really surprised to see her. We went around together and did our shopping and looked at toys and all that fun stuff. My friend and I get into a lot of trouble when we are together. I'm not sure why, but when we get together we can both be really immature. So one of us (I forget which one to be honest) had the bright idea that we should put some random items into someone's shopping cart and then kind of follow them around the store to see how they'd react upon discovering the items. It was difficult because there weren't that many people there with carts. There was a man with three kids who was purusing the toy section and I decided he would have to do. He had a baby in the seat of the cart and then two kids under the age of about 8. He also had an older looking wife who was busy in another part of the store. So my friend grabbed some bright pink baby shoes and I grabbed an emerald green thong. I was designated as the person who had to sneak the items into the cart because I'm stealth and I never get caught (I've done this a few times as I suppose you've probably guessed by now). The baby in the cart watched me suspiciously as I put the items in the cart and she even pointed and made a noise, but the family was oblivious. It was funny. She would have ratted me out if she was only old enough to do it. But she wasn't so I just put my finger to my lips and winked at her.

We stalked the family for a while and it took them a long time to discover the items. What happened was the mother of the kids came over and started going through the things in the cart. I watched as her expression completely changed and she became perplexed. She held up the baby shoes and she goes, "Paul? PAUL? These won't even fit her. These are too small!" But then the thong caught her eye and she dove into the cart and pulled out the offending item and held it up. Her eyes were wide and she was clearly angry. "PAUL!??? Paul, get OVER HERE!" The husband sauntered over to the cart, obviously having no idea what was going on. "What's up?" He asked innocently. "PAUL!" The wife boomed. "You have no business getting these!" She then shoved the thong into his chest. The poor husband looked confused and tried to defend himself, but the wife wasn't listening. "Put them back, Paul! I MEAN IT!"

So Paul took the offending items - both the shoes and the thong - and put them on one of the shelves across from the toys. Sh*thead that I am...I went and got the thong and put it back in the cart. This family was seriously oblivious. They actually would walk away from the cart, leaving the baby to fend for herself for extended lengths of time. My friend and I stuck around for a good fifteen minutes waiting for them to discover the thong for the second time, but they didn't and so finally we decided to leave. It's unfortunate. I just wanted to see that woman's face the second time around.

I almost feel bad for Paul.

2:50pm: ridiculous sickulous
These headaches are getting the better of me. I tried to take the Tylenol BEFORE this one came on, but the headache tricked me and came two...no...four hours earlier than it usually does and so I didn't have the chance. I hurried and took the Tylenol as soon as I felt it coming on but it isn't helping. And now I'm getting nauseous which is only because of this headache. Maybe I wouldn't even have the nausea at this point. If it weren't for the headaches, that is.

Is the reason you can't take Excedrin during pregnancy because it contains caffeine? I don't understand.

11:08pm: Long Time, No Post
So I know it's been a while since I last posted. First I didn't post because something happened with my email (the one that sends me messages from LJ that people have commented and such) and then when I finally got the email thing squared away so much time had gone by that I kept saying, "Okay, I'll post tomorrow..."

And then I found out I was pregnant with baby #2 and started getting morning sickness that was just atrocious. Oh, and just to be clear about this... "Morning sickness" is a cruel misnomer because I have been experiencing what I can only describe as "All-Day sickness". And fatigue.

But I'm at 12 weeks today and I am basically experiencing the All-Day sickness every other day, or sometimes two days in a row and then I'll have one good day where I feel human again...and I'll go to bed with this false hope that maybe the All-Day sickness is gone only to wake up with this urgent feeling that if I don't get to a toilet soon I will be cleaning vomit out of my good carpet.

So I know some of you probably feel like I've forsaken you, but I haven't. I'm going to spend time trying to catch up. I'm really out of the loop at this point so I hope you'll be patient and give me some time to figure out which way is up. Another unpleasant side effect of pregnancy is that it eats your brain and so when I do find out what is going on with all of you there is the distinct possibility that I'll retain only part of it, only to be lying awake at night, wondering to myself, "Did that LJ post said she was in jail or did it say she got a piece of mail?"

I'm going to try to be better about posting, but more importantly...I am going to be much better about reading your posts. Because that's really the fun of coming on here for me. Hope everyone is well. Can't wait to find out what you all have been up to!

11:30am: Ovulating twice?
For the longest time doctors have speculated that the majority of women experience ovulation once during every menstrual cycle. If researchers were able to confirm this to be true it would be an astounding piece of information. This belief is based upon the premise that women are fertile two days during their monthly menstrual cycle. Women who wished to avoid pregnancy would need only determine what those two days are. Women everywhere could throw away their birth control pills or cease whatever other contraceptive methods they are currently using. The "rhythm method" would make a comeback and the Catholic Church would be proud.

There's only one problem...

In 2003, Canadian researchers made a surprising discovery when they studied women's monthly cycles. Ten percent of the women studied experienced ovulation twice during a cycle. This is not to say that women simply experienced a surge in the luteinizing protein associated with the release of an actual egg, but rather, by monitoring these women via ultrasound these researchers confirmed that ten percent of the women studied released eggs twice over the course of one single cycle. Some of the women ovulated as many as three times, while a small amount of women did not ovulate at all.

So why is it so difficult for some women to get pregnant? Well, the reality is that egg implantation requires that a woman's reproductive system be ready to accept an implantation at the exact time an egg is released and subsequently fertilized. This sounds simple enough, but conceiving is all about timing.

The moral of this story is if you are currently relying on a computer-based calculator to determine whether or not you are fertile you might want to consider a back-up method of birth control. Some women monitor their ovulation cycle by taking a test that identifies when a woman experiences a surge of LH. LH is a hormone that stimulates the cells responsible for follicle growth. It is an important hormone for both males and females with regard to reproduction. Women who test for this hormone are likely to stop testing once they have determined when ovulation is expected to occur. Sometimes women who continue to test throughout their cycle are shocked to find that days or even weeks later they experience a second LH surge, indicating the possibility of ovulation for the second time.

So maybe all those scary things they taught us in health class are really true. Perhaps you really can get pregnant at any time during your cycle as it is quite possible you have more than one window of opportunity.

Next week: Yes you can get pregnant while breastfeeding and why you should fire your doctor if he or she tells you otherwise.

10:08am: Funny Videos
Here are some entertaining videos I have come across over the course of the week. I hope you enjoy some of them.

My mom sent me the following video. Her message said, "Maybe I missed the boat when it came to playing the piano with my hands. It looks like he can do very well with......(I will let you guess). Mom"



This next video was posted on one of my LJ friend's pages. I really got a kick out of it. This is what I want to start doing to telemarketers when they call me.



This video was sent to me by a friend whose kid is just starting to throw tantrums. It's hilarious. You just have to watch it to see what I mean.



Hope you get a laugh or two.

11:30am: Toys and Stuff
We took David to Chucky Cheese yesterday, but it definitely wasn't much fun for the baby. He was good and he kind of liked "Toddler Land" but mostly the trip was a bust. Dave and I had a ton of those ticket things from the games and so Dave decided to give them to a kid who might actually have some kind of use for them. You can trade them in for things. Dave walked around the place for a good twenty minutes before deciding to give them to two boys who looked to be about six years old. When I asked him why he chose those two boys he said it was because they had dirty faces and their clothes looked worn and old. How depressing...

At home the baby likes to take things and examine every square inch of them. This means that everything eventually gets turned upside down. Right now I am looking at five of his larger toys and they are all turned over. The toy piano, the alphabet pet, and others. Also, he thinks that the connectors that come out of the DVD player and hook into the TV (one is yellow, one is red, and one is white). He pulls those out of the TV and then tries to plug them into his toy piano. It's funny. I don't know why he thinks they plug into the piano.

He's figured out how to use his sports center toy he got for his birthday. He now sits there and puts the little basketballs into the hoop over and over again and claps when the music plays sometimes. It's cute.

I wonder why he turns things upside down. None of my friends have kids who do that.

1:30pm: What?
Okay this is going to sound weird but I always know when my cat takes a dump in the litter box. I mean, aside from the fact the smell of it wafts down the stairs and tries to strangle me....

After my 10 year old cat uses the litter box to do Number 2 she runs around upstairs. She runs from my bedroom all the way down the hall into the baby's room and back again. She does this approximately ten times before she retreats to my bed to sleep for the remainder of the day. I guess it is safe to say that she feels really good after her daily dump? She's such a weirdo. Seriously.

10:56pm: Me and Baby David
My camera kind of wonks out when the flash isn't used (especially when it needs to be used), but...here's a picture of me and the baby David.



And then with the flash it works like a normal camera again. I had to post this picture because I love David's expression.

12:26pm: Pregnancy Ate My Brain
I thought of something when I was posting a comment...
My friend Amie is going to have her baby any minute. She might be in labor right this second, screaming and pushing the baby's head out...Poor girl. I remember when she first told me she was pregnant she said, stoically, "I am going to have a natural birth." I told her that was admirable and then wondered how many contractions it would take for her to beg for the epidural. Don't get me wrong...I know there are people who deliver naturally and I admire them. I am just not remotely one of those people. And I know it.

Anyway, Amie and I were talking about pregnancy and how as a pregnancy progresses you begin to feel as though something is literally eating your brain. It starts will small things. You forget your cell phone when you go to the mall and it happens at a time when your parents are expected for a visit from two hours away...and they get to your house and you forgot to tell your husband they are coming and so he's in the shower singing the Moody Blues and doesn't hear them banging on the door. The memory thing progressively gets worse until you are seven months pregnant and you find yourself standing in the kitchen saying things like, "Did I already eat breakfast? I see dirty pans and egg shells and empty packages of bacon...and the house SMELLS like bacon...but I still feel really hungry so I guess maybe I didn't eat..."

You realize you have experienced the ultimate memory loss when you are in the delivery room and you are having a contraction and you scream to your husband or significant other or whomever, "Why did I f**king decide I needed to have a baby!?? WHY!!!???" And you honestly can't remember why on earth you would put yourself through something like that. All you know is that you must have been insane at the time and so you plead temporary insanity because what else can you do?

So Amie and I came to the realization that there is a reason why pregnancy eats your brain. Over the course of a pregnancy people begin to experience what can be likened to Alzheimer's. As the pregnancy progresses, the memory deficiencies progress as well. Here's the thing: people go through labor and you hear all about it and how much it hurt and how it is the worst pain a human being can possibly endure and you think to yourself, "Um...did you say you wanted a second child?" And see that's the thing! Despite how painful and horrible childbirth can be people actually go ahead and have a second child. Why? Why would they do that? They've had the contractions...they've signed the paper before getting their epidural that says, "...possible permanent paralysis...chronic migraines...may never again have a human face..." and yet, the first baby turns a year old and you hear the words you never thought you'd hear come out of their mouth: "Roger and I are thinking about having baby number two."

[Insert scratching record sound.]

The thing is that once pregnancy has eaten your brain, you never get it back again. The situation is made even worse the first few months of having an infant around the house because not only are you suffering from early-onset Alzheimer's, you also begin to experience symptoms relating to chronic lack of sleep.

Nature tricks women into having more children by forcing them to have a relatively muted memory of pregnancy and the delivery. Yes, we know it hurt. We remember that it hurt. We know that it was the absolute worst pain ever and that the idea of jumping into a vat of boiling oil almost sounds preferable to enduring that kind of pain again, but we can't actually remember the pain. And so we figure that we could go through it again. Because it isn't like we're suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder as a result of giving birth. How bad could it have been, right?

So yeah...in conclusion...pregnancy eats your brain. And it's permanent.

11:35am: You know you live in New Hampshire when...
My husband and I have been working on a "You know you live in New Hampshire when..." list for a year now. Two examples are:

You know you live in New Hampshire when you see a car that has been repaired with duct tape and the duct tape has been painted the same color as the car.

You know you live in New Hampshire when you see a street with really nice houses and then there is one lot with a trailer and rusty lawn chairs on it located between two large, well-kept houses.

I saw something this morning that I really feel like I need to add to the list.

You know you live in New Hampshire when you see a woman walking her dog, only she's carrying the dog as she walks instead of actually walking the dog.

5:52pm: Craigslist
Wow, gotta love craigslist.

Click here and read an article about craigslist people rummaging through a man's belongings.

8:48pm: My name is David and I love electronics
Today big David and I took the baby David to Toys R Us. Currently, the trip to the giant toy store is more fun for me than for anyone else. I got the baby this...

...because it is black like my laptop. He loves it. He doesn't know how to use it properly but when he presses buttons the thing talks and makes noise and he thinks he has his own computer. He's in seventh heaven.

The baby has been in a funky mood today. We took him to Chilis and he had gotten hold of an empty sprite zero bottle and would not give it up for anything. I tried to trade him for about a dozen toys but he would have none of it and promptly screamed whenever I gently took it from him. People in the restaurant stared and so I gave it back to him.

Here's my commercial for Mastercard:

Fisherprice large-sized kitchen and living room for baby...$54.99 on debit
Spiderman Laptop for baby's amusement... $39.99 on debit
Washable fingerpaints for mommy and baby...$14.95 on debit

Having something like a sprite zero bottle on hand to stop baby from having a meltdown in a very public place?...PRICELESS


or...$1.49 on debit...

12:18am: I taught David how to give a high five and a low five today, and how to clap on command. He's so cute. He's willing to try to learn anything. He tries to say "dog" when I point at a dog but it just comes out sounding like, "DAHHHH!" So far he says, "Dada", "Mama", "good", and "bye-bye". Beyond that he hasn't said anything enough times for me to count it on this list.

He also seems to know the difference between some of the containers of food I give him. If he is given a choice between mac & cheese and basically anything else he almost always chooses mac & cheese. The only exception is when I give him a choice of chicken noodle or turkey stew and rice. I love this kid!

11:34pm: Videos of the baby David
The baby David turned 1 year on March 11. He has figured out how to turn the TV on and off with the remote. He doesn't do it often and sometimes forgets how to do it. I finally caught him doing it but the video is kind of dark because had I turned on the light it would have disturbed him and he would have stopped doing it. Here's the video:



Here is a video of the Baby David climbing a flight of stairs. Kind of funny. He gets really excited.

11:53pm: Tagged...You're It
I was tagged by ladracul to complete a meme and so here goes:

People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. Tag 8 people. Those who are tagged cannot refuse. These 8 people must state who they were tagged by. You cannot tag the person who tagged you. Continue this game by sending this to 8 other people.

I now also tag the following 8 people: barefootprego,dethb0y,hikerpoet,moogman13,letterpressed,veazey21,mamaof3, andbrighty18.

1. You have 50 dollars in your pocket what do you do with it?
Put it in a part of my wallet where my husband won't find it and then realize in a few months that I still have it.

2. What is your most guilty pleasure?
L Word.

3. Outdoors or indoors?
Outdoors

4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?
Not at this time

5. Where do you see yourself in five years?
With another child and in a nice house.

6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone else?
Loving someone. Because then you can appreciate it when they love you back.

7. What's your theory on dating?
Necessary evil.

8. What is the one thing you love most in life?
My son. Hands down.

9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy recently?
Yes this flu I can't seem to get over.

10. What do you want most in life?
I really need for my son to live a happy and healthy life.

11. If you could pick between being a good singer or a good dancer, which would you choose?
Dancer!

12. If you find out that your best friend is going out with your boyfriend/girlfriend, how would you react?
Well I guess I would have to change boyfriend to spouse...and in that case I would feel really betrayed.

13. If you could change anything about yourself, would you?
Of course! I would try even harder not to judge people before thinking long and hard about their personal situation and the reasons for their actions.

14. What kind of person do you think you are?
A person who fails 100 times more than I succeed...BUT the few times I succeed are really worth all the failures.

15. Do you believe in something higher than humankind?
Definitely.

16. Which fictional character could you most see yourself marrying?
Holden Caulfield. Either that or I think he's my long lost twin brother.

17. Would you give your whole heart in a relationship?
Oh yes, definitely.

18. Do you have a motto? If yes which one?
Live without regret.

19. What period of history, if any, interests you the most?
I'm kind of curious about the mesozoic era.

20. Do you have an all time favorite song?
Probably...Crystal Ship. But I really like Imagine.

1:55pm: Vitamin Shoppe
I just want to complain about Vitamin Shoppe because I am sitting on hold with them right now and I've actually been on hold for exactly 49 minutes and 09 seconds (and counting). My phone shows how long I've been on a call in case you were wondering how on earth I knew how long I had been waiting. So far, as I have sat on hold with the phone temporarily attached to my ear, I have managed to:

• change the baby's diaper
  
• fedd the baby some apple and cherry concoction
  
• let baby eat some cheerios on his own
  
• clean baby up after his meal
  
• clean myself up since baby threw cheerios at me
  
• brought the dog into the kitchen so she could clean up the floor (because remember, Bella is the canine equivalent to the hoover vacuum)
  
• change the baby's clothes (no small task let me tell you)
  
• try to clip baby's toe nails (operative word in the sentence is "TRIED")
  
• play a game of Jezzball
  
• have game of Jezzball interrupted by the baby who managed to grab the mouse
  
• go on Vitamin Shoppe web site to email a nasty letter while I waited on hold
  
• Start to wonder if maybe I had somehow been misdirected into some kind of hold limbo
  
• Watch as the hyper-active baby manages to move his giant exersaucer thing about two feet so he could get to one of the windows
  
• Watch as baby dismantled his exersaucer, pulling off some of the toys attached
  
• Take excedrin to ease the weird neck pain I have from holding for 56 minutes and 20 seconds.
  

I am so pissed! The reason I need to talk to them is I went on the web site to order something for David and they rejected my bank card, saying I gave them the wrong number. Then they rejected my paypal debit card, saying I gave them the wrong number...BUT they charged both and took the money out so now I want the money back since an order was never even officially placed. Plus I found the thing I wanted on there for HALF the price on a different web site.

I went and did a couple more things and I have now been on hold for 65 minutes and 22 seconds. This can't be happening!!!! Oh and to make matters worse some arrogant bastard keeps coming on saying, "We know your time is important." Them's fighting words...

ARRRGGGGHHHH!!!