Little bit of Jose, Lots and lots of sex

Again, this week has been weird and kinda busy. Still sweeping away the drama, but little specs are sticking around. Maybe I need a professional cleaner.

Just a quick run through of the week.

* Went to jail
* Got scared and canceled a MRI
* Thought my oldest kid had the swine flu
* My 5 year old kissed a boy, and now has been dumped by said boy
* Little bit of Jose, Lots and lots of sex

OK, I threw the lots and lots of sex in for effect. Just some sex.

Also, I didn't really go to jail. Apparently there is a new type of scam going around. The other day the general manager of my store got a phone call stating that I was in the Jefferson County jail, drunk, got into a fight, had a wreck, and got a DUI. (It all boils down to they were trying to get him to wire money.) The nice thing that came out of all of this is that I now know my GM will stop everything he's doing and come fetch me out of jail without telling my staff or my husband what's up. What was really weird is that this person knew I was fighting with my ex, and used it as part of the scam, when only a handful of people know this. (OR, maybe fighting with an ex is just a good standard when you're dealing with chicks?)

My Doctor ordered an MRI to check out a knot that has been in my arm for 5 years. It's no big deal, the scan is just to make defiantly for sure that it is no big deal. Well, I'm a little strange about a lot of things and the idea of being closed in that MRI machine scares the hell out of me. I asked to be scheduled at one of those open MRI places and maybe that's even scarier. They put me in this chair and then scooted it back about 6 feet, then this man used a pillow to hold my arm still, then used two bars to "make a table" (these bars had me locked in) then put my arm in this round thing, then started coming at me with more pillows and straps for the round thing. At that point I felt trapped and the idea of sitting there for 20-25min was as bad as being in a haunted house. So I made him get me out and rescheduled. He said there were other ways to do it, but I was too nerve racked to even try. (And this was all in about 5 mins time!) So I'm going to give it another shot and if there is not a way that is not so restricting I think I'll have to go with a true MRI. I know, pansy, right?

Over the weekend my oldest kid was feeling a bit puny and then on Sunday started running a fever and complained of hurting all over ****flu...swine..flu****Well, we really weren't that freaked out about it. We actually thought if our whole family was going to end up with flu that this was the best time of the year for it. I took her to the doctor yesterday and the poor kid, along with many other kids, had to wear a surgical mask the whole time we were there. It turned out to just be a viral infection with a sinus infection. She is still home from school today and seems fine. She WILL be going to school tomorrow!

On Friday my husband picked up the little one and informed me that she got in trouble for kissing a boy at school. (He was giggling, and kept using the phrase "your daughter") Yeah, well maybe she takes after mom a little on that one. She has been talking about this boy for a while. Why? Because he has a Mohawk. She's going after the bad boys. Yay. Well, yesterday she informed me that he told her she wasn't his girlfriend anymore. She kept saying "yes I am". Oh, dear. She says today she is going to "DUMP" him. Sorry honey, I think he already dumped you. My oldest kid didn't do any of this shit. This is all new to me. And she's five. 5! WTF.

And I am bad. I've been craving Jose and cigarettes. Since I really hate myself after smoking I've been ignoring that craving and gave in to a little bit of Jose last night. I really mean a little. You can't tie one on then get your kid up and out to school!

On other things that have been on my mind I am now at some sort of crossroads. I don't know what I should do, or what I want to do, or what's the best thing to do, and I apparently never knew the truth about what was being done. My heart wants to go left, my mind wants to go right, I don't want to go back, and am unsure about going forward. I guess I'll stand here a while.