November 2008 - @FalconSays

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Late Halloween post and Family Good Times

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Late Halloween post and Family Good Times
Here I was on Halloween. That was fun.

I actually scared a couple people who are afraid of clowns - both GUYS! One of the grocery bag-boys was dragged over by his co-workers just to force him to say "hi" to the clown.
Another teenage boy went running
down an aisle after he looked up and realized he was face to face with his worst nightmare! Good times.

More good times inside.

Made the official family move over the weekend.
Well, I guess it's not really official until we are married, and that's in the works! In the meantime, it's been a lot of great family fun around here - and it's about f'n time! :-)

I am sooooooo happy my daughter loves Mel and he thinks she's a great kid and they have fun and great conversations. He's pretty tolerant for never raising a girl before or being around young girls much. My daughter couldn't wait for him to get home from work so she could show him her new 'Winter Formal' dance outfit we just bought. He humored her and oohed and awed at her outfit that she held up before him as she discussed every detail and how she's going to wear it, bla bla bla. When she walked away, he looks at me and says, "What do I really say to that?" But he was grinning and thought it was all cute that she wanted to share her happy moment with him. She was just so happy that she found a great dress so fast and in time before the big dance. She is 12, and I am not so happy that she looks 16 in her dress and fancy shoes! She's tall, leggy and beautiful, but I am bias. :-)

She approached me in the laundry room later that evening and asked me something that took me by surprise. She asked if she is allowed yet to have a boyfriend at school. I pulled my head out of the dryer and turned around with a big grin and asked her if a boy has asked her out. She said, "No, not quite, but Fulton has been more cha
tty with me and protective with me when other kids try to pick on me and he always visits with me on the bus. The other day, at our bus stop, he got up and made all the other kids wait, while he let me off the bus first." (OMG!) this boy is serious

I could tell she really likes this boy, "So, do you really like this boy or are you just asking for permission in case he asks you to the dance?" She said she thinks she really likes him. She has not had a boyfriend yet, not really allowed since she's still pretty young anyway. She thinks she's ready to have a special guy at school.

I told her that so far he seems respectful of her and I think their friendship is mutual and she has my permission to start thinking about a boyfriend relationship....she SQUEALED and jumped up and down. Maaaaaaan, I hope this turns out alright! She's been getting straight A's and she's been enjoying just being a kid and now growing up too fast n furious - - - - ok, I am sure she'll handle this alright. I reassured her to come to me first and talk to me about ANYTHING she has questions about and she said, "deal."

I told Mel about her wanting a boyfriend now and asked hi
m when this all starts happening, does he already feel that he is going to be Mr.Protective of her and check out the boys and scare them straight.......and he said 'Yes' so fast and in such a way I could tell that he is already going to be protective over anything that happens around lil miss princess of the house. Ohhhh Maaaaan, only daughter/only kid syndrome.....maaaaaaan, daddy's going to spoooooiiiiiil her!

Since the big move-in was this past weekend.....there was a first official sleepover with the family all together. Daughter asked if she could sle
ep with us. I wasn't sure how Mel would feel about this, but I figured it's a good test to see how tolerant he is going to be with daughter adjusting to the change too. He didn't care one bit. I have a CalKing bed, plenty big enough, so I told daughterbutt to sleep on one side, I'll be in the middle and Mel climbed in the other side. We no sooner got settled in and here jumps a cat up to join us. As soon as Mel says, "Oh my gaaaaaaaawwwwwd, what-thuh?" And as Mel's still jokingly grumbling - here jumps up the dog....., "WHAT THUH?! The world's largest BUNG-HOLE is joining us too? We're sleeping with the KID, A CAT, FLEA-BAG-BUNG-HOLE-ASS-MUNCH, why not bring the F'N HORSE in bed too, I'm sure there's room!!!"

We were all laughing so hard. I could hardly breathe. He was joking and trying to sound all pissed off and you could just tell he was loving every minute of it. It was so cute, I wanted to get it all on video. Here Mel is bitching and moaning and the dog is climbing all over him trying to lick his face, the cat is wandering around all 3 of us trying to figure out where she's going to settle in for the night and me and my daughter are a hyste
rical, laughing, crying mess. It was so fun!

I awoke about 3a.m., still with all those bodies on the bed, minus one horse, and it was BLAZING HOT! Since I was trapped in the middle, I had no where to stick a leg out as a thermostat. I was overheating. I crawled out and slept the rest of the night in front of the big screen in the living room. :-) Yay me!

Here's my daughter on Halloween. She was a bloody puppet.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Exercise will do my body good.

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Exercise will do my body good.
Sleepy, slow, relaxing day, but I need to publish one more quickie (since my last post was a ppp) If you're wondering what that is, you haven't missed much.

Has your significant other ever called you fat? Even on accident? My guy did the other night, but it was so stupidly innocent and harmless, that I had to let it slide after the initial zinger of pain through my gut, yes, my fat gut. cute video inside

I'm not a huge girl, but in my old age, (uh um 39), I have managed to pack on about 20 extra pounds. That should be easy enough to shed, but I dream up every excuse under the sun and moon to get out of working my fat ass. I HATE exercising. It is SUCH A BORE!!! But my guy is going to get us both memberships to the gym, so that will be fun to workout together - I've actually never done that with a boyfriend.....interesting.

That's not the gesture that implied my fattitude.

The other night, we were watching t.v. I was on one couch and he was on the other. I decided to get up and join him on the other couch for some good ol snuggle-spoonage. As we struggled to position ourselves, he blurts out, "Look at us 2 fatties trying to fit on this couch!"

I immediately reacted - but just as quickly, assured him, "The truth hurts. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at ME for not exercising!" That lit a fire in me to get back into shape, and FAST.

Tonight at the grocery store, it was a lot of veggies, fruit, tofu, and fresh ingredients for yummy, healthy food. Step awaaaaaay from the ice cream, fat ass!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Now that's a slice of time out of my life I'll never get back.

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Now that's a slice of time out of my life I'll never get back.
Last night I bailed out of the deli early.
It was very slow throughout the store and there was about 1 customer every half-hour at the deli.

I wonder how many patrons caught us standing around picking our nose over their food. JK of course, maybe, you'll never know. I'm OUTTA there maaaan.

Following my horror story of the deli-drama? I haven't caught the masses up lately, there's been just so much that by the time I get home, I'd rather live a normal life than re-live all the BS that goes on there, but it's goooood and stuuuuupid. Some people (cough: lame chic with no tact) need to get a clue and get a life!

Going back a few weeks, when the latest confrontation with shrunkenapplehead beeyotch went down, I have just been going in, doing my (lame) job, keeping my mouth shut and keeping to myself. I'm doing my job man, not stirring up shit and I'm a hard worker, what can go wrong? Apparently, just doing your job isn't good enough. I am also earning that paycheck by being (forced) to be a 'personality' with my fellow team and "get along by 'visiting'. What thuh? I exaggerate, no one came out and told me that, but it was implied.

A few weeks of me keeping my mouth shut, except being pleasant and fabulously SUPER to the customers (ha ha), and just 'doing my job', I get called back to the office along with gnarly-wrinkly-shrunkenapplehead chic. We all march back there and we go in and take a seat. The evening super asked us what the hell was going on, that she felt "blind-sided" by this sudden change of atmosphere in the deli. I responded that hey, I'm just doing my job man. I come in, I do my job and I go home. Bla Bla Bla, you can just imagine where this was all going about how we all need to get along.......
"So, I am supposed to pull fake conversation out of thin air and pretend to like a person rather than just focus on my job? Not everyone else is all talking. _ _ _ _ just stands over there focusing on making her cakes......"

"Yes, but you don't even say Boo to her."

"Why should I? I'm not here to be friends with her."

"Yes, but you should be cordial."

"Hey, it goes both ways. I come in, I say aloud a blanket Hello to all as I come into the deli and she ignores that too and doesn't respond - but the difference is - I couldn't care LESS. If someone doesn't like me, doesn't want to talk to me, doesn't want to be friends with me, I DON'T CARE AT ALL."

To all this, shrunkenapplehead sat and looked amazed, then she chimes in, "Is that normal?"
To which, thank G-D the super agreed and had to remind her, "Yes, L_ _a, not everyone has to be your friend."

She's the type of person that just DOESN'T GET IT. She is so loud, annoying, nosey, intrusive, drama and NEEDY that if you're not her friend or acting like part of her fricking gang then it BOGGLES HER MIND that someone would choose to not talk to her.

So, super asked when/where it all started, where did it all come from. shrunkenapplehead jumped at the chance to give her story at when it all started and I sat and listened. Super looked at me, and I said, "She's right. I'll own it, I'm fine with that. It DID all start with that incident and I did tell her "it's just fking chicken!" but she's not revealing how it came to a boil. She pushes and pushes and doesn't let up the drama. (then I turned my attention directly to her) L_ _a, I am sorry, maybe you don't even realize what you are doing, but you ARE VERY DRAMA. Evvvvveryyythingggg is such a big deal to you and you are loud and overbearing and waaaay over the top." I turned my attention back to the super, "It was later in the evening and I decided to make a lighter load of chicken rather than the full rack, so we would have enough if people swing by, but not so much to get stuck with too much leftover cooked chicken. As I am pulling the cart of chicken back to the fridge, L_ _a sees the light rack and FLIPPED OUT. 'Oh my G-D! Why is there only 3 chickens....on and on.'

L(shrunkenapplehead): "I didn't do that." (she ALWAYS denies EVERYTHING that is brought to her attention)
super: "Yes, I was told by another source in the store that you absolutely flipped out and made a scene."
me: "I honestly thought she was joking. I turned to her and said, 'Are you kidding?' I can't make a lighter load? (super)just made a lighter load earlier, why can't I?" She flat out told me I am not allowed to do the chicken that way and I asked her again, 'so, you're standing there literally telling me I am NOT ALLOWED to make a judgement call and make less chicken at this time of night? Then she got in my FACE and told me I am not allowed. That was when I lost it and told her, 'It's not ROCKET SCIENCE, it's FKN'G CHICKEN!"

So, now super had a clearer picture of how shrunk pushed me to snap. So super reminded her she is in no way my supervisor and just let me do my job. (gimme a fn break) I cannot believe it even came to all this. I had to speak up again.

"I cannot believe we are having to sit back here like kids in a principal's office and relive all this stupid drama. I still say, it's JUST CHICKEN. Even after that crap, I still chatted with her a bit around the deli, but when she pulled more of her stupid crap on me, I decided that's IT! I'm not making an effort to be friends or even cordial with craziness that will turn around and stab me in the back - for WHAT? A stupid DELI JOB? No offense to everyone else here doing a great job, everyone works great, but I came here JUST FOR A SIMPLE PART TIME PAYCHECK for extra money. I did NOT SIGN ON FOR THIS BS. Gimme a break."

super: "So, you're still saying you have no intention of being friends?"
me (laughing in disbelief): "No, I could care less. I'm just doing a p/t job man."

It went on a bit more and I took that time to reveal to them that I am already looking around for something else anyway and didn't want to say anything until I landed something, but I might as well let them know, I am OUTTA THERE. It NOT WORTH IT.

bla bla bla, At least I got some validation from super-of-the-night that Lshrinky IS DRAMA.

Last night when I arrived, the Manager, above super, was kina hovering around the timeclock as I came in. It kina looked like she wanted to catch me as I came in. So, we stepped into the office and I am thinking 'here we go again' but surprise surprise, Manager wanted to vent to me that she is fed up too and she is looking to move on. She said that she is FULLY AWARE of all L's stupid BS and drama and that she went so far as to make up a BS story about the deli manager (her) and how stupid is she to think that Manager wouldn't get wind of it? So, Manager told me she went right up to her and told her, "By the way.....

I told Manager, "It is as if she thrives on drama. She is so hooked on drama and HAS to live by drama that she makes up any BS story out of thin air and doesn't even realize what the hell she is doing. And she wants everyone to be her friend about it all."

Anyway, we had a good laugh, I handed Manager my letter of 2 weeks notice that I had already typed up at home anyway, so I was glad I ran into her. So, I have a set date, Saturday, November 22nd is my LAST DAY at one of the worst jobs I have ever had the displeasure of pursuing, even if it was just p/t for extra money.

STOP THE INSANITY, keep your sanity. Don't do bonehead jobs for extra money thinking it's going to be easy. There's a REASON there are boneheads in that job market, they'll fkn insult your intelligence, m a a a an! :-)

Monday, November 10, 2008

The Holidays approaching, a new life and even more to celebrate!

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The Holidays approaching, a new life and even more to celebrate!
My Grandparents eloped after a few months, let's just say, less than a year.

My Grandmother, Phyllis, told me this story after Grampa passed, something I had never heard before, and if I remember correctly, something, she said, she had not spoke of while Grampa was here. It was something special between the two of them, this story of how they met, fell in love, were inseparable and then eloped.

My Grandfather, Joaquin Marshall Falcon was a butcher in a grocery store and one day he looked up and saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, my Grandmother. Instantly, in that moment, the voice of an angel whispered in Grandpa's ear, "This is the woman you are to marry."

Grandma told me that Grandpa told her that he heard the voice as clear as someone was standing right next to him there at the store. They met, fell in love, met each other's parents and eloped.

Grandma and Grandpa Falcon were always The quintessential example of what I dreamed a happy couple is all about. They walked through life together with sheer joy, never aired their dirty laundry in public and were hands-on, all about the well being of the grandchildren and healthy family living. Unfortunately, not every generation can pull that off.

Only True Love can pull that off and pull life together in all the right places and all the right timing.

If you are a regular reader, you may have noticed I deleted a couple recent posts. I was expressing doubts about my new guy - my guy I met in the grocery store as I worked on the other side of that counter, much as Grandpa did. Reading too much into it? Perhaps, but my guy and I have to admit to ourselves and we have expressed to each other now, that we are inseparable.

The doubts I was having were all my own. I had typed something to the effect that since I was so happy now, I am having the feeling that I'd like to date around more, since I have hardly dated in all these years, this new revived feeling is making me just want to go out and have FUN!

I took a week off from Mr.New Guy - My Mel, that's right, I can put it all out there now, his real name and all our sappy happy-ness :-) After about a week, I called him just to touch base, and as soon as I heard his voice, I realized just how much I missed him, I was hooked. It was a few more days before we made plans to see each other again, but when we saw each other, it was definitely mutual.

My daughter likes him, he likes her, he is fine with all our critter pets, we're moving together to a cheap rental and now we are scouting around for our dream home and acreage to buy! YAY We're going to breed more horses, farm the land and he's definitely keeping his great job he's got a good gig going at the local lumber mill. Benefits, 401k, job security.

Our first glance is at a great 18acre place just about 3miles away that is all set with a huge barn and indoor arena, beautiful 2 story farmhouse. We can board horses to the public and breed and I can run the show. Still a bit of a dream, but it's so fun that he's dreaming out loud of great ideas too - we are both on the same page.

My daughter and I are in a 1 bedroom place right now, and the downstairs, full basement, 3 bedroom unit is opening up Dec 1st, so I made the call today to the landlord and he said, "Done deal." Landlord is happy because he doesn't have to advertise, he knows me as a tenant already and we're happy to rent there for a while until we lock in the perfect buying scenario.

Sure, it's a rush, we know it sounds crazy to everyone else, no matter how you slice it, but we both have been alone a very long time and when you know, you know. Mel has been alone because he knew he just didn't meet "the one" yet.....until one day he saw me in the store and he knew I was the girl for him. He told me he used to just hover around the produce area watching me at work - hmmm, that sounds a little creepy typing that out loud. But it's mutual. From the day I first met my Mel, I found myself looking forward to this guy cruising by the deli again and again. Mel is 49 and I am 39, we both feel that we are too old to be playing boyfriend/girlfriend, we just want to be together everyday and we are so ready for the good family life.

I am leaving that stinking ole stupid deli job - and Mel said I get to do whatever I want. He said he knows from watching me that I'm a hard worker and I'll accomplish whatever I set my mind to and we'll make it all work.

Best part of all, lil ole 39yr old me is finally getting married! We both agree we want to be married, but I'm not mentioning anymore about it, or pushing anything, because Mel is very romantic and I have a feeling it will be best if I leave the plans and proposal to him, I am sure he wants to have something very special planned for me. He knows I have never been married.

After dinner tonight, Mel went home, out to his little place way out in the woods about 10 miles from town, and we miss each other already. 1, . . 2, . . .3, . . altogether now, . . . B A R F :-)