Sophie's Mom Has Got It Going On

The misadventures of Sophie, her mom, and dad.

Friday, August 25, 2006

The Great Rent Boycott

So, things in our apartment STILL are not fixed. YAY. The hole still isn't fixed, the weather stripping still needs replaced (apparently they don't make the kind our place has anymore), and the smoke detector is still beeping ALL FREAKING NIGHT. Our apartment manager stopped by the other day, and when I brought this up she asked why I didn't call. Um, I told the maintenence guy, who said he would replace the batteries that day. Sure. When asked why I didn't call her when they weren't replaced things got fun. I told her I didn't call because it doesn't do any good becuase they still don't fix things. She did'nt like that one too much. Also, my neighbor was outside with me chatting and she told me about the hole in their bathtub that has been there since they moved in almost 2 years ago. They moved to their present place because the apartment they had here before this one was completely mold infested. Can you sense a pattern here? I bet you can.
After living here for 10 months, keeping our side of the lease in full agreement, Tim has decided enough is enough. They are not getting the August rent. We put a stop payment on the check we delivered to them the morning we left for vacation then asked them not to deposit. He wrote a detailed letter to our apartment manager and to the main company that manages these places explaining why we aren't paying our rent this month. I admit, while it scares me that they may be able to evict us, I completely agree that we should not have to pay this until they get it fixed. The smoke alarms are a fire hazard issue. the hole in the ceiling wastes electricity. The messed up weather stripping does the same PLUS gives us the added bonus of the bees. If this is what it takes for us to get it fixed? So be it. If they decide we are in the wrong? I'll be looking for a new place for us to live very soon.
More bad news (yup when it rains it pours let me tell ya). Monday we ended up spending about 5 hours in the ER with Sophie. She had stopped eating, stopped peeing, and stopped being her normal little happy talky self. Scared the crap out of me to be honest. But of course, as soon as we got there she peed on a nurse and ate a full bottle. The kid lives to make me look like an idiot. Wednesday? Back to the ER. This time for me. About 5 years ago I had a horrible kidney infection. Intense pain, fever of 104.8, delerium from the fever. It was so bad my right kidney aslmost shut down. Tuesday night the pain was feeling like that. Wednesday at 4 am, I decided I had to go to the doctors NOW. He checks me, says it's not my kidney infection, but maybe appendicitis. Oh goody...surgery...a 4 month old baby...taking care of a heavy 4 month old after surgery. But alas, tests confirmed I was kind of right. It's kidney stones. I'd rather have my appendix out I think. So now I get to pee into a filter, and take pain pills and hope to hell this thing goes away or I could still face surgery. Apparently it is a rather large stone. Who knows. So until then, I get to take anti nausea meds so I can not throw up fromt he pain, and Lortabs to keep the pain at a low roar. What fun life is through a drug induced haze.
Tonight is my high schools first football game of the season. My 15 yr old neice plays the flute for the band, and my 14 yr old cousin plays the trombone and this is her first band show. So we must go embarrass her. It's my right as her favorite cousin. It's also Sophie's first sporting evcent, which her daddy is thrilled about. He has plans for them all football season. Whether it is the high school games, or Sunday and Monday football on tv, they will watch these together and she will have fun doing it. He is so cute with her, sometimes it makes me want to cry. Happy tears of course, happy tears, through the tears of utter and complete fear of passing a giant kidney stone.

Friday, August 18, 2006

You're so lame, you probably think this post is about you.

So, yeah I'm lazy and haven't been posting to this. But I have excues, really I do. I've been tired of fighting with the bees and our rental company to get things fixed. Then we went on vacation to see tim's family. This was their first time meeting me and Sophie. I had a BAD case of nerves until I actually was there. Then we got back and I had to completely clean my hosue for an inspectin that never happened, plus Tim and I have been kind of sick and Sophie has decided sleeping is a low priority.
Our apartment complex STILL has not fixed the various problems going on here. There hole in my ceiling is filled in..but not finished..keep in mind theyve been "fixing" this since November. Also they did get the exterminator out here. Who did confirm that the bees are not coming into my house while I have the door open. The weather stripping needs replaced and that is where they are coming in. So yes we still have bees, and no our apartment people don't care. Oh not to mention the incessant beeping from dying smoke detectors that it is their responsability to fix when we tell them they are going bad. Which I did at the beginning of last week. I now hold the firm belief, which is shared by several others who live here, that they really don't care about the tenants here. But oh my, the apartments that are empty? They get all kids of attention. JUST.PEACHY.
Vacation to meet Tim's family. The idea scared the living daylights out of me. But as Tim always tells me, I was worried for no reason. They were all very nice to me, and loved Sophie. I actually can't wait to go back for another visit. Its beautiful there, his brother and his family we stayed with are wonderful and highly entertaining at times, nd it isnt as hot there in the summer time. Of course in the winter its always freezing cold and they get a lot of snow. Euw. But I can definately see the allure of the place.
Then Tim got sick right after we got home. What fun. I've had a migraine since we got home too. More fun times. Sophie? She feels fine, just not so big on sleeping. I wish I could convince her otherwise. Thankfully Tim will be home in 30 minutes and I can take a nap while he deals with Her Royal Fussiness. And on that note, it's time to attempt for another nap for her.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Yellowjackets, ants and dentists, oh my!

It's been an interesting week here..and it's only Wednesday morning. The apartment community where we live in being overrun by ants...yuck. Yesterday I had the teethcleaning appointment from hell. Yup I am one of those people that HATE going to the dentist. Honestly? It scares me to go. Very grown up of me I know. My sister took my 7 year old Bailey and got her ears pierced. Not too thrilled on that one but she loves them so I feel bad telling her she would have to take them out. And now for the straw that has broken the camel's back...
We have yellowjackets. Not just outside. INSIDE. MY. HOUSE. Now until 2 days ago, I managed to live for 29 years without ever being stung by a bee. I got stung 4 times. Maybe I'm a wimp but I found this quite painful. Not to mention the fact it gave me hives and made me sick. So, I'm really pissed at our apartment complex's maintenence man, because after I did some research on the soldiers from hell, I informed him that I know where they are getting into the house and that I think they are in the walls. He proceeded to tell me they can't be in the walls, they don't do that. SUREEEEEEEEEEE they don't. I don't care what he thinks, as long as the exterminator that is coming tomorrow gets rid of them.
My biggest fear in all this is that Sophie will get stung. Sh'es just shy of 4 months old and that so does not need to be happening. And if it does, they will find out there is no wrath like a mommy scorned. My other fear is that they really are in the walls, and they're going to need to knock open the walls to get to them. Now don't get me wrong, I really want these things gone. But I'm concerned about our track record with this house.
When we moved here in November there was a hole in our ceiling. There still is. Not a complete hole like before, but they half-ass patched it and said they would come back to fix it. I ask about it a lot...and have been told once a month that they need to order a finishing brush. I am beyond tempted to go to Lowe's and buy one for them just so they will fix my damn ceiling.
Now...if they have to get into our walls to treat them, I'm betting I won't have complete walls until 2 years from now. And NO I don't plan on living here at that time. If we had the money to do it, we would break our lease and find a new place...quite happily too. Also, where are we going to go while they are tearing up my walls and killing hordes of satan's soldiers? There is no room at my mom's house. And my gramma would probably drive us all insane if we went there to stay for a while. Maybe they could put us up in a local hotel while they're doing it. Doubtful, but a girl can dream.
I love my townhouse for the most part. I like my immediate neighbors, it's very pretty where we live. But I miss my old apartment. Yes it was TINY, had only half a kitchen, and was on the 3rd floor. But we didn't have bees, we didn't have maintenance guys who promised things for months and never did them. It was close to everything, unlike here. Oh and rent was about 120 dollars cheaper.
I think I'm going to write an early letter to Santa and ask for 1000 dollars and a new place to move to.

Real life Barbie Dolls

Now don't kill me, I have a friend who lives in Baltimore who sent me this.
Barbies
Barbie Dolls Inc. Announces The Release Today of Models of Limited Edition Barbie Dolls for the Baltimore Market:

Columbia Barbie:This princess Barbie is only sold at the Mall in Columbia. She comes with an assortment of Kate Spade handbags, a Lexus, a lapdog and a cookie cutter house. Options include tummy tuck, face lift and a workaholic Ken.

Towson Barbie:This trendy homemaker Barbie is available with the Lexus SUV or Ford Windstar minivan, gets lost easily, and has no full time occupation or secondary education. Traffic jamming cell phone sold separately. Optional matching gym outfit.

Edmondson Avenue Barbie:This recently paroled Barbie comes with a 9mm handgun, a Ray Lewis knife, a slammed Chevrolet with oversized wheels and tinted windows and a Methadone Clinic Ken. Also available in a jailbird version with orange coveralls.

Federal Hill Barbie:This yuppie Barbie comes with choice of a BMW sports car or a souped up Hummer 2, Starbucks cup, credit card and shallow Ken.

Dundalk Barbie:This white-trash model comes in Wrangler jeans two sizes too small, a NASCAR shirt, big hair, a six pack of Coors Light and a Hank, Jr. CD set. She can spit over 5 feet and she can kick Ken's ass when she's drunk. A pickup is available with Confederate flag bumper stickers. She is available only at Eastpoint Mall.

Owings Mills Barbie:This collagen injected, rhinoplastic Barbie has had more facelifts than she has fused fingers. She comes with a hairstyle that could withstand a hurricane, a mah-jongg set and an Infiniti which she can't drive and bitches about her kids not carting her around.

Glen Burnie Barbie:This "Classic" version has a mouth that is firmly closed so as not to show her summer teeth, Daisy Dukes so tight you can see camel toe, and a half T-shirt that guarantees you can see her naval piercing and at least 5 tattoos. She swears incessantly and is not recommended for children.

Pasadena Barbie:Available with your choice of 70's bitch-flip hairdos, a Ford Ranger pickup, and a pit bull. She is missing a front tooth. She swears incessantly and is not recommended for children. Accessories include: CD-player equipped with Bon Jovi, and a 1996 Camaro Z-28 and a corner bar.

Essex Barbie:This tobacco chewing, brassy-haired Barbie still has not learned that you can't wear high-heeled sandals from Payless with no pedicure and without breaking a heel and falling while you chase your beer-gutted mullet-wearing boyfriend. Her make-up is dark red lip liner with lips covered in a sparkly pink color or no fill-in at all. Her ensemble includes low-rise acid-washed jeans with assorted colored G-strings that stick out the back of her jeans, a white barely-there see-through shirt. Her long, layered hair is bleached/highlighted and BIG. Accessories include: CD-player equipped with Bon Jovi, and a 1996 Camaro Z-28.

Canton Barbie:Has extremely dark fake tan, several tattoos, thick filled-in fingernails, big frosted and spiked hair. She comes with five-inchstrappy sandals and a skin-tight polyester/spandex dress just below her crotch. Options include a home gym, KIA Sportage or a dented Ford Mustang. She has several maxed-out credit cards, hon. Tattooed Ken with ninth-grade education and baggy blue jumpsuit sold separately.

DC Commuter Barbie:This Bitch of a Barbie comes with a Ford SUV, a knife to stab other Barbies in the back, and tons of makeup. Carnivore Ken sold separately.

Hampden a/k/a "Hey Hon" Barbie:This Barbie is the same model of Barbie that was released in 1982. She comes with shoulderpads, dark polyester skirt, white pantyhose and a bad haircut. Options include Ravens shirt, walmart purse and outdated shoes

BRAND NEW...

Carroll County Barbie:This Barbie comes in jeans and a flannel t-shirt. She's missing several teeth and when you press the button on the bottom of her left cowboy boot she says 'Howdy ya'll!.' Her accessories include a beat up POS truck that's not on wheels, and a house that is. Options include John Deere tractor, scruffy dogs, and an empty 30 pack of Bud Light in case she's trying to watch her girlish figure). Beer-gut Ken and Knocked-up Kelly sold seperately