Monday, October 23, 2006

Firsts

My daughter will be five in a week. Wow, has time gone fast, I can remeber giving birth just yesterday it seems sometimes. On Sunday before leaving for work, my daughter and I were eating breakfast, after she run to the bathroom and I thought nothing of it. Then about 5 min later she comes out and says "Mom, I lost a tooth." "Okay, let me see," I replied. Now not being quite five and thinking the worst she starts to get teary eyed and states a very silly coment, of "I can't eat any more." Trying not to laugh to hard I tell her that a new one will grow and she will still be able to eat.
Today we had out first eye doctor appointment, which she did very good. Her left eye seems to be a little lazy, so I was conserned. The doctor has to diolate her eyes so she can get a better look at them. After putting in the drops (that do sting), we have to wait for a good forty-five mins, I took her to a local eye doctor that was located right in to a department store, so we walked around and did some shopping. About half way through the waiting period she says "I can't see, lets go back to the doctor." Which told me the drop were doing what they were supposted to do. And for anyone who has had their eyes diolated before knows that intense brightness. The good thing is she does not need glasses, but unfortunetly we do have an appointment with a specailist about her lazy eye.

Pathetic or not?

My guy has been gone now for a total of three weeks, and I know he can not contact me at the moment. But I broke down, called his cell and left a message. The message went as follows- Hey it’s me just wanted to say that I miss you (big dramatic sigh, which just went with the tone and it was really unplanned), that is it, bye. I sounded depressed on the phone and very pathetic. Now when I called it was just to hear his voice on his voice mail message. I had been a little depressed earlier because I was doing research on strabismus (lazy eye), which my daughter might have. We have an eye appointment on Monday to find out, or if she just needs glasses. I learned that she may have to have corrective surgery and vision therapy, so I was freaked out. Then on my way home from work I was tired and started thinking about it again. I decided that I might feel better if I heard my guy’s voice so I called. I would have really like to call, and talk to him about it, but I knew that was not possible. So instead of making me feel better when I heard his voice it depressed me even more. Next time I am going to leave a not so depressed and maybe even a little naughty message.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Old Men, Middle Aged Men, Young Men

Doing my job can at times be very exciting and at others be exteremly boring, but every once in a while I get some comments that can be down right, humorus and entertaining. I have a number of these comments and sometimes conversations with with men of all ages. I am usually good natured about these comments and take them with a smile. I have been purposed to twice and propositioned a couple more times than that.
My first purposal was made in the unmost romantic place of the elevator. I had gotten on to find myself alone with an older (old enough to be my grandfather) gentelman, I smiled and asked "how are you doing today sir?" His response was " I'm doing better now, I'm in the elevator with a female law enforcement officer. I like female law enforcement officers, they keep me in line. And your young too that just makes it better. Do you what to get married and keep me in line?" Unfortuneatly I had to decline this gentelman's sweet offer and I now most often then not take the stairs, it's good exercise.
My second purposal was made by a middle aged gentelman, who was intoxicated. He asked me and ever other woman in sight if they would marry him. Then I got to be alone with him for a few minutes and he insisted that I was in love with him and should leave my current life to be with him. No matter how many time I tired asure him that I was exteremly happy with my current relationship and living situation, he would insist that deep down I loved him and should run away with him. I attempted to humor him for a while hoping he would get tired of trying and leave it be. But that didn't happen until csp came to pick him up. So much for being purposed to by candle light in a romantic resturant, I get the wierd guys that have a fettish for a woman with a badge.
As for comments, I have been asked by again an older gentelman what he had to do to be rolled around on the floor, beaten, and handcuffed by me. I told him unfortuneatly, I could not because I was a female and out policy says that a male must be handcuffed by another male, which is a load of hoohy but I got a sorrowful look and he continued on.
I was asked by a gentelman of my age if I could use my handcuffs on him, only he did not what to be arrested.
I have also been told by a gentelman of my age that a girl with a gun and handcuffs turns him on. This is my favorite of all comments, becuase this gentelman was very plesant to look a,t so as I sweetly smile and continue my business, I was envisioning what could be done with those handcuffs given the chance. Sorry, I'm living, I'm breathing, I too need fantasy to make it through life.
There are many more but those are my fovorites...

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Why Morons

Why? I just don't understand why people treat some people the way they do. I was working the evening shift last night and my chief came in to finish up some work later in the evening. My chief is the nicest guy in the world and would do anything for anyone of his officers. But when releife came in early and saw that the cheif was at work he started wining and bitching about other officers and how they got better hours then him. It was just one thing after another. I feel sorry for the guy but enough is enough all he does is bitch about how bad his life is, well get over it, you are here to do a job and just because it may not always work in your favor does not mean you should wine about it all the time. He get angry with the chief when the chief is trying to help him, I could no longer stand to listen to the winer and my shift was over, so I left.

For 1peanut

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Saturday, October 14, 2006

Blog Things about me

Your Dominant Intelligence is Logical-Mathematical Intelligence
You are great at finding patterns and relationships between things.Always curious about how things work, you love to set up experiments.You need for the world to make sense - and are good at making sense of it.You have a head for numbers and math ... and you can solve almost any logic puzzle.
You would make a great scientist, engineer, computer programmer, researcher, accountant, or mathematician.
What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?

Monday, October 09, 2006

Two Weeks tomorrow

Well my guy left two weeks ago and I think I'm going crazy. Not in the literal sense, but something close. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, he is defiantly the most amazing man that I have met my entire life. The best thing about him is he makes me laugh and that is one of the biggest things I miss about him, he always has a goofy comment for any occation, he is never on time for anything, and his house until he left looked like the aftermath of a tornado. But I think of these and all of his great qualities and smile, hoping he is safe and doing well, as I have not heard from him, but I figure I will be this weekend. Going to a new place and doing new things is stressful and there is an adjustment period which we all deal with, some by contacting family and friends, staying tied to what they know and love, others going on their own until they are comfortable with their new surroundings. I am proud of him and can not wait until he returns, in 10 weeks.

Why can't we all just get along

I was on ivillage.com one of my favorite web site reading Grrl Geinus's blog. Well she was said how some famous fashion designer had a curvy woman in his show as a joke. This just makes me sick. I'm sick of the fashion industry and models that do not protry normal women. When Spain had their fashion week and made a rule that any woman who did not have a normal BMI (body mass index) then they could not be in the show. Well great for Spain, they finnally did something that no other country did, they put a restriction on models that look like stick people. No, I am not jealous of these women, I am a health 29 year old women, who is a size 12 and could not be more happy. I have no insecurities and I have no reason to have any. I don't know why but I have always been out spoken on thing, but this just gets me going even more. To teach our little girls that normal women are not beautiful is not something that I want my daughter growinig up to beleive, I am teaching her that you are beautiful not matter what you look like, because I beleive it is what is on the inside that matters. A person who is beautiful on the outside my not be beautiful on the inside, and vice versa, you can also have people who are beautiful inside and out or not. There are all type of people in this world.