Party with a Capital P

After the recent drama, this Vegas trip is coming at the ideal time.

Admittedly, I'm a little nervous. I've never been away from the twins longer than one night and even then they were mere miles away. I know I'll miss them tremendously.

But hubby is on the job and I have every confidence he'll be just fine as long as he adheres to the following:
1) DO NOT call my mom every day to watch the twins so that you can go to strip clubs

2)DO NOT take the twins to strip clubs because my mom wouldn't watch them and you couldn't find anyone else.

3) In an effort to try and obey numbers 1 & 2 above DO NOT invite strippers to the house

and finally

4)DO NOT let me come home to a messy house.

See I'm not a total hardass. I ask very little of my hubby.

Now all I need to do is make a "To Do" list for myself:

1)Go to Target, purchase uber cute summer dresses that can be paired with a light blazer for "business casual" wear during the daytime for this boring ass conference but double as club gear for all the partying I must do during the night time

2)Buy new earrings as favorite pair met their doom last Saturday during the Race For the Cure

3)Dig out cute strappy heels & summer sandals that my feet hate but look killer.

4)Pack all of the above items

5)Research hangover cures

6)Skim a few extra hundred from savings - It is Vegas after all...

7)Laugh at the fact that my company thinks they're helping to further my career by sending me to Vegas for this conference - If they only knew

Ok, good. Now that everything is in order. I think I'm ready.

I shall return Thursday as it would tear my little Worker Mommy heart in two to be away from you all, my bloggy buddies, for too terribly long.

Smooches.

Is this Really Happening - The 3rd and hopefully final part

As I mentioned in part one, I didn't have all the facts but I assumed the girls mom, C had verified that there was an actual arrest.

As it turns out, she did not and she was solely going on information that had been provided to her by a "friend".

Well, I just got off the phone with the County Sheriff's Office Special Assault Unit and there is nothing pending.

This is the kind of thing that just really pisses me off.

Please, Please, C, before you alarm us with such allegations check your facts !

I understand being concerned about such a charge, hell I was very concerned when I heard but sadly these types of things happen every day where people trump up retaliatory charges.

I guess I've learned a lesson from this. Never ever believe a word the girls mom says Always check facts even if you think they are coming from a reputable source...

Now , enough drama....bring on the jello shots. I need a little sump,sump to calm my nerves right about now.

Is this Really Happening - Part 2

I think we're all more confused then ever. The girls mom called Sarah and was told the charges were completely false and were the result of a former friend trying to get back at Sarah for calling and reporting her to CPS. Sarah was adamant that she'd been falsely accused and suggested that we do a background check in hopes that this would convince us she was not guilty of any wrongdoing now or ever.
Which we did and found nothing.

Which brings me to our current dilemma. Should we assume that the charges are false or should we err on the side of caution and assume the charges are true?

Of course our main concern is TomGirl and not putting her safety in jeopardy and not wanting to expose her to adults with such questionable judgement. That being said our thought is to keep her away until the truth comes out.
But in the meantime she loves this job,thinks the world of Sarah and in turn hates all of us (her mom, dad and me).

Talk about a soap opera...

I'd love to hear how you might handle this.

Is this Really Happening ?

In a total "Is-this-our-lives?" moment last night we found out some shocking news.

We returned home last night at about 10:30 to a ringing phone. It was my stepdaughter's number so hubby quickly picked it up.

I wondered why they'd be calling so late and hoped it wasn't an emergency. It turns out that it was not the girls but their mom that hubby was talking to.

All I heard was "Really, No way and Are you serious?" and not much else. Of course I was simply dying in anticipation and almost went and picked up another phone extension but thought better of it.

I heard hubby hang up and I pounced. "What , What was it ?" I asked eagerly.

"Well, TomGirl is not allowed to work anymore" he said

"Oh no what did she do ?"

"Its not her," hubby said . "Its Sarah. A friend of the girls mom found out that Sarah got arrested for sleeping with a 13 year old boy."

"No, it couldn't be" I was full of questions. I'd met Sarah the owner of the pony farm on several occasions and had trouble fathoming it. I was also curious as to how the girls mom knew and who this friend was that provided the information but hubby was in such shock he failed to find these things out.

This was all so bizarre my head was reeling. This stuff happens to other people. It doesn't happen to us. Did we allow our daughter to work with a predator ?

My head is still reeling. I guess it calls into question how well you really know someone.

I'd seriously like to believe this is not true especially since Sarah is the mother of a young son herself and appears to be the picture of the typical suburban mom. But then by most accounts Ted Bundy was handsome and charming so clearly appearances and initial impressions can be very deceiving.

It's scary and again while I don't have any real facts I'd say its better to be safe than sorry. So TomGirl will no longer be working there and I'm floored to say the least.

This kind of thing makes me want to wrap my kids in a bubble and never let them go.

I'm Baa-ack

Aah, what a glorious time it was. I have to say taking Thursday, Friday and Monday off was simply brilliant on my part. (Yay , me) It made for a number of days of rest and relaxation. Just what the psychiatrist doctor ordered.

My sis and I had a fabulous time and managed not to get arrested at all.

The Seattle Race for the Cure (complete with the twins in a two seater wagon) was a huge success. Unfortunately, my mom wasn't feeling well and wasn't able to make it but we celebrated her strength and courage and proudly walked for her (well my superstar sis did the 5K run and the walk...) The sheer number of participants affected and touched by the disease that came out to support the cause was amazing.
Being in the infancy stages of battling the disease along with my mom it was such a joy being able to talk with and spend time with 17 year and 38 years survivors. It renewed my faith that my mom will come out the winner in this battle.

The kids... well they were kids and there were several times B helped to reinforce my sister's decision not to have kids. But we shall not relive the madness.

I must say though that Kendall Jackson Chardonnay and dinner at PF Changs does a lot for the soul.

Now, I'm excited to catch up on all your fabulous posts. Sorry not to have one of my own, but I only came in to 100 emails , three immediate meeting requests , several end of week deadline driven projects a must attend graduation party this evening for one of my best pals sons and to top it off I'm heading to Las Vegas this Sunday and will be gone 3 days of the following week (which while fun presents challenges of its own).

I know woe is me.

I shall come around (post & comment) when I can but for now I think my little Worker Mommy head might pop off and explode in to little tiny Worker Mommy bits all over my monitor from the sheer stress of it all.

And we just can't have that now can we ?

Hugs & Kisses

Your Help Please

So its almost 10:30 at night and I just finished cleaning my house...alone.

You see my twins sis is arriving in town tomorrow and while she's not staying with me of course I want my pad to be sparkling clean so that she doesn't see her sister for the slovenly pig she really is.

I've known sis was coming in to town for weeks now so technically I could have done this thorough cleaning this past weekend. But I'm a procrastinator. Hell I'm good at being a procrastinator so I stick with it.

Hubby and I laugh because we always wind up doing this intense cleaning the night before out of town company arrives.
Its just something we do. Once we're done and sufficiently exhausted we laugh at ourselves and the ridiculousness of the situation and the fact that we continue to do it - but in the past we've always cleaned and laughed together.

Tonight , no ,hubby magically got a headache and laid on the couch and watched me clean .
Oh I was hot. I was hot, because he didn't have too much of a headache to eat the dinner that I'd brought home and he didn't have too much of a headache to go outside and smoke a cigarette but he did have too much of one to help me clean.

And as I'm currently in the throws of PMS I seethed with anger each time I looked at him.

Which brings me to the help I need.

Please, please help me think of reasons I should not have a headache every time hubby wants to get some for the rest of our lives.

I know, I know I'm a mean evil wife and I'm going to hell.

And on that note , I shall take mine arse to bed. I'm off work for the next two days, I'm hanging with Worker Twin and the word for the day is "p-a-r-t-y" .

Good night my lovelies, thanks for "listening" and I may or may not be around tomorrow...it depends on how much trouble the Worker Twin and I can find to get in to.

Heaven forbid I might be allowed to be Happy

Lest my boss accuse me of being an irresponsible pet owner.

I was running 1/2 hour late this morning and was stressing something fierce as I knew I had a ton of stuff to do when she walked in to my office, handed me an article and said "I thought of Buzz when I read this"
A little background on my favorite canine. He's 1/2 Siberian Husky, 1/2 Lab and is rather portly. He's a bit schizophrenic and sheds so much so that I could make another dog from the hair I vacuum up but he's been part of my family since BT (before twins) and I gotta say I rather dig him.

So I began to read the article and quickly surmised that the author thinks that pets that are food focused are that way because their owners are overfeeding them. It went on to give examples about overweight owners leading to overweight pets, owners giving their pets the wrong type of food and owners not exercising their pets enough. WTF ?! Sure I'm not perfect but the delivery of the message just sucked. I mean the least she could have done if she was going to trash my pet parenting skills all to hell was to maybe do it after buying me lunch or hell I would have even settled for a latte. Can you say R-U-D-E ?

So I furiously emailed my sister to tell her how pissed I was and she said "Yeah, she probably feels its ok because you two are friendly with one another."

She's right. And here's the thing , if that's the kind of "subtle" hints I get from "friends" then I don't need ya.

Of course now that its out there I can't just ignore it. Now I feel like I need to sign my dog up for the doggie day spa & fitness center, and give him home cooked meals.

Which given the time and the resources I'd be willing to do it.

So where does that leave us ?

Well ,Ms. Bitchy McProblem Starter (aka Worker Mommy's boss) I think you'd better plan on doing my work while I'm away and taking a pay cut. Yes please just sign that cash right on over to me.
Then, I promise you I'll work my hardest to become the model pet owner just like you *gag*...and *wretch* and *dry heave*.