Hell Week

The house has seemed very lonely the past few days. My days have been spent working and then going home and cleaning. I am doing everything possible, short of buying a new mattress and ripping up all of our carpeting, to get the pet dander allergens out of our apartment. Financially, this has been a huge stress on us. Having to pay two ER co-pays, and one DR visit co-pay in the same week, equals very expensive. Plus the prescriptions that Badass has gotten have set us back about $60, not to mention the over the counter meds he is taking. Don’t get me wrong, everything is worth it to have him healthy again, but this probably couldn’t have happened at a worse time.

Giving Stella up was probably one of the hardest things I have had to do. Granted we only had her for a week, but we bonded with her and were just starting to get her all settled. When we returned her to the Humane Society, the receptionist couldn’t have been more rude to me. I was already in hysterics crying when I walked through the doors, we had called ahead of time to let them know that we were bringing Stella back. I explained to them that my husband had an allergic reaction and had to be taken to the hospital, and that he was still having severe symptoms. So when I got there I expected them to be caring and supportive. The vet techs that came and took Stella back were just that. They gave me a hug and expressed how sorry they were and told me that they would make sure Stella got a good home, and wished Badass a quick recovery. When it came time to fill out the surrender paperwork, the receptionist had no empathy at all. While signing the paperwork I simply asked if since this was due to an unknown allergy if we would get any of our adoption fee back or if we could get a credit towards another pet, Ms. Bitchy Pants responded with,” PFFT, no! You’re just lucky you didn’t have to pay the puppy adoption fee like you were supposed to.” While I was crying that was how she talked to me. If I wasn’t so upset I probably would have jumped the counter and pummeled the bitch.

We had saved up to be able to get a dog and now that savings in gone along with the dog and a considerable amount of Badass’s health. Eventually we hope to get another dog, but not for a while. And now that we know that Badass is allergic, we will look for a low-dander or a “hypoallergenic” breed.

So, tell me internet, what have you done this week?

Answers From The Boss

Thank you all for your questions. It was interesting to see some of the things you were wondering about. And now without ado, my answers.

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Notes From the Grove said... Describe your perfect day.

My perfect day would be sleeping in and having breakfast and coffee ready for me when I got up. Then spending the entire day outside under cloudless skies hiking. After getting home from said hike dinner would be ready for me and Badass and I would spend the evening watching a movie and reading while snuggled up on the couch.

For The Love Of Pictures said... 1. If you were creating a new holiday, what would you call it and what would it celebrate? 2. If someone made a film about your life, who would play you? 3. What is your favorite thing about being a blogger?

If I were creating a new holiday it would be called Filter Free Friday. On this day you could say whatever you wanted to whomever you wanted. Whether it is work or home. I understand that this might get some people in trouble, but I also think it would make a lot of people feel better. I might also add that on this day your employer cannot fire you for what you have said during the course of the day. Sometimes I feel that this is how I live my life already. And let me tell you, it does get me into trouble. But I’m honest to people about things and that is more important to me than making them feel better.

If a film were made about me I would have Natalie Portman play me. She is a brilliant actress and she is gorgeous. Only she would have to up her cup size a bit for it to be even remotely accurate.

Even though I blog, I still don’t consider myself a blogger. Maybe because of how infrequently I update. But what I like about it is if I have something that I am dealing with emotionally I can write a post and how it be dealt with. Its out in the open and if I want an unbiased reaction to it, I will get one. In the blogosphere it is all about getting a different perspective on things.

Aunt Becky said... What annoys you about other blogs?

Personally I hate really long posts. The time that I get to do my blog reading is at work during a 15 minute break. So when I come up to a blog that has a post that on paper would easily total 3-4 pages of single spaced size 10 font, I tend to skip over it and I might not remember to go back to it.

Moonspun said... All of us devout followers of your husband have heard the story of how you met and started dating. And we know alot about what He loves about You. Can you tell us 3-6 things that YOU love about HIM?

Badass and I have a very unique relationship. It is very much like being married to your best friend. We are interested in all the same things and have the same sick sense of humor. But when it comes right down to it the only right pairing of words I have ever found has been soul mate. We truly bring out the best in each other. But the things that I love the most about Badass are as follows:

We can be sitting on the couch watching TV or a movie and all I have to do is look at him, from that look he knows exactly what I want. “What type of tea?” He’ll ask.

I love how he’ll go with me to the animal shelter on a weekly basis because he knows how much I love it. Even though he knows that I always leave crying.

I love how he will explain something to me about technology, as if I know exactly what he is talking about. When I have no freaking clue what some of the words even mean.

And I love how he is instantly good at anything he puts his mind to. With writing a photography and music. He is my inspiration.

Sandy said... My question to Badass was about a photo.....would you? could you?

Here is the mug shot in question. Though I will warn you, this may be only photo you ever see of me. (I hate having my picture taken.)

Bee and Rose said... When you were a wee girl, what did you want to be when you "grew up?" Favorite memory with BAG? Do you and BAG have a special song?

When I was a little girl I wanted to be a Zoologist. I have been an animal lover since birth, so my mother says. I grew up on a farm and around tons of other farms. I was a member of my area 4-H (those not in the know, Google it. Its like a cool club for hicks, or kids of hicks rather.) The first time I ever when to the Zoo I was 6 years old and it was the one of the most memorable days of my life. I got to ride an elephant, pet a Zebra, hold a python, and even feed camel. For my birthday that summer I asked my parents for a book on zoology. After receiving the book and spending the next 5 years trying to decipher it, I decided that Zoology was not the career for me. Although my love for animals has always remained a constant in my life, I found out after reading said book, that zoology was a lot more about the science of animals and not so much about the animal itself. (And I suck at science.)

My favorite memory with Badass is probably when we took our first camping trip. It was our 6 month anniversary and I wanted to surprise him when he came down to my parents house to see me. So when he got there I had a tent, sleeping bags, and food for us to go on a camping trip. I remember sitting at the foot of the lake in our camp chairs, holding hands while the waves broke on the shore and just knowing that it felt right. Us together at that moment, I don’t think I have ever felt like I belonged anywhere as much as I did right at that moment with him by my side.

Our song is “Ain’t no Mountain High Enough.” I will elaborate in a later post as to how that came to be.

Daddy Files said... I heard you guys waited until you were married to have sex for the first time. I'm dying to know why, and how on Earth you guys managed it!

The waiting to have sex thing was my doing. Badass had already had sex before we had met but I hadn’t. Before I met him it just wasn’t something I was interested in doing. My only other serious boyfriend before him was a jerk who tried to pressure me into sleeping with him, so I made a promise to myself that I would wait until marriage. Not for any religious beliefs, because I have none. I figured if I met someone who I loved and loved me then they would respect the fact that I wanted to be married first. Badass was a saint and waited a year a half until we were married. And I love him even more for it. And waiting that long made it even more memorable.

Aunt Juicebox said... What do you look like?

Please see picture posted above.

Mrs. B said... All time favorite: book? TV show? Movie? Hairstyle?

Favorite book is J.D. Salinger’s Nine Stories. Read it when I was in junior high and have loved it even since. If you are looking for a story to really make you go “What the fuck?!” Read “A Perfect day for Bananafish.” It is one of the short stories comprised by Salinger in this book.

T.V. Show would have to be Gilmore Girls. I know, not what you were expecting. I can’t help myself, I love that show. Own all 7 seasons and have watched them numerous times.

Movie is easy. The Breakfast Club, hands down the best movie ever. Hearing of the death of John Hughes this past week was very sad for me. As I am a 80’s movie whore.

Hairstyle…I would have to say that as long as it is extremely low maintenance and out of my face that I am usually happy with that hairstyle.

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So there you have it. You asked and I answered. If anyone happened to miss commenting before this posted, please feel free to comment in the future and I will try to answer throughout upcoming posts.

Copy Cat

In hopes of having something spark an idea for a post for me to write in the future, I am doing a copy-cat post of what Badass is doing today. Anything you want to know, nothing is off limits. I will return with answers in a post within the next few days.

Have fun with it, this is your one chance to be candid with you questions. I will be interested to see what you are curious about.