Peek A Boo

Khai has this habit of turning up on his head like this all the time. He must do it 50 times a day minimum. He just stands there ... upside down. Watches TV, pokes at his toys, watches the kitties run by. He's so crazy. So darn cute.

Water..bla bla bla

The very next day another State Farm agent called me... this time the woman was much nicer than that Hugh Woods who called me Honey. She had no clue what he called about.. said she knows who he is but doesn't interact with him and she is sorry he treated me like crap. Oh..and get this..that jerk had the nerve to call my agent and tell him I was being rude and uncooperative!!! Thankfully Eric stood up for me and said he's known me for years and thats not me.. and that i'd only act that way if provoked.. or something of that nature. This woman who called said the tenants downstairs haven't filed a claim yet.. she has no clue who their agent is or who they are. The claim she's calling about is the one we filed. Uh..but we didn't file. We just told Eric what happened and he said to sit tight until the people below file something. Nobody knows whats going on.
This morning we see the lady from downstairs and John talks to her. She seems pissed off. Thinking she must be annoyed at us because of the whole situation. She used to be MUCH nicer to us.. now she's probably mad that they are being asked to pay money and because we make too much noise over their heads. I guess i'd be mad too...but its not like we did any of this on purpose! Bleh.

Water Drama Continues...6 months later

Back in June I flooded the kitchen causing a teeeny little damage to the neighbors downstairs. Nothing super major. Just water down their wall, some on their ceiling. Nothing that required MAJOR fixing. Certainly something John could have easily done. But whatever.. they wanted their insurance agent (State Farm) to look and fix it. Totally understand.. and its their right. They are really nice people too.
After the work was done, the husband called John to come take a look b/c he felt they did more than necessary. John looked..and yep..they tore an unneccessary huge hole in their ceiling and then repatched it.. among other things. Regardless..everything was fixed. I spoke to my agent (also State Farm) and he said not to worry... because really..State Farm can't charge State Farm.
6 months have passed and all of a sudden the wife from downstairs calls up John yesterday worried b/c her agent apparently has been giving them the run-around. I don't have the details of what was said...but it sounds to me like they've been billed for the repairs by whoever came out to fix it.. the whoever that the agent called...and now the agent is pulling some shit. THEN the agent calls John, who tells him to call our agent Eric. THEN today.. I get a call while i'm at work from Hugh Wood.. a claims rep from State Farm. He proceeds to badger and called me Honey. I don't like that. You don't know me and not only that... its unprofessional. I was not impressed. He kept pushing me and pushing me and wanted to know what happened. I told him he can speak to Eric, my agent. He ignored me and kept asking and pushing...and finally I interject and say
Excuse me that happened 6 months ago and MY state farm agent told me that if anyone calls you can contact him.
He says Why is that?
I said because he said so.
I felt like he was interrogating me like the fucking police. I told him that the tenants agent called us yesterday and badgered us well and too was directed to Eric.
He tells me Well this is the first I heard of it, I just got the claim yesterday.
I say, Well, I don't know what to tell you.
He said Was the damage repair over $500?
I said I really don't know State Farm sent someone out to fix it and they did unneccessary things like rip a larger whole in the ceiling.. and that is not my problem. Even the tenants below felt it was not right.
He continued to try and push me in a corner. WTF he says he's MY claims rep yet he's treating me like a criminal. I kept saying You can call my agent. Then I called John who called Eric, but he's out today. So we wait until tomorrow. Nobody pushes ME in a corner....nobody!!! Hmph.

Cleaning The Closet

So i've been forced to clean out my closet by John. He's been on my case forever to do it.. and I know I have to do it.. but when do I ever have time? I have more important things to do with my limited free time! Yesterday I decided to get down to business. Plus I had to pull out stuff to give to Goodwill so I can get my $500 tax write off! I managed to get SIX whole bags of clothes. I am impressed with myself. I had hoped John would be equally impressed as asking a girl to get rid of clothes and shoes...thats big. It was very painful for me to do too.

It took me 3 hours and I probably could have gone on longer except it was time to put Khai to bed..so I cleaned up and stopped. I should have taken pictures along the way because the entire bedroom and closet was a mess. I finally go to get the camera and who knows where the memory card went to..so I grabbed the next best thing..my cellphone..which took a crap picture..but here is one of my shoe mountain. This is just some of what I pulled out from the closet. The rest disappeared into the bathroom and some were still in the closet. Others Khai made away with. I don't even know how this much can possibly fit in my closet, but I feel I don't have enough. I never have any shoes to wear!!!

Take Your Title and Shove It

Why do some people feel that just because someone has a fucking title/degree...like MD or PHD or whatever..... that they must be some super smart fantastic someone?? I hate how they will gush and gush about so and so and their fancy title or degree. Hate how they think these people are like God or something and how great it must be to be them. No, I'm not jealous.. I’m just annoyed at the fact that people are so fucking narrow minded and think like this. Whats just as bad are the ones with these titles/degrees...who walk around thinking they are better than you.

More Tantrums

Khai woke up angry. Then got angrier when I didn't let him climb up the stairs. Then got even angrier when I tried to change his diaper...and put his coat on. Arched his back and refused to let me put him in his carseat. Thank goodness for Dora. Dora made the ride to grandma's bearable. The tantrum was put on pause... until we got there. Tantrum started up again and he spit mango on me. Got mad because now we didn't let him go down the stairs. Mad because nothing was going his way. Wow. Is this how its going to be??
When I stopped by to visit him at lunchtime, he was so mad at me from the morning that he wouldn't even look at me. And then when he did...he glared. He wouldn't come to me, wouldn't sit in my lap. He just didn't want me!! Finally I suckered him by carrying him on my back and galloping around the room. Or maybe he suckered me. Hmmm. Then we played chase. That made him really happy until I stopped to eat my lunch and we were back to the howling fits. He was flipping out when I left to go back to work.

BM is a Moron

It always bothers me how BM can just send Carter to the home of a stranger and not give it a second thought. I know she knows that Carter is safe with his dad.. but she has no clue who I am. She has seen me twice...maybe three times.. and has said a total of what...a handful of sentences to me at most. But she has never taken the time to get to know who she is sending her son to. Lucky for BM I'm not as evil as I grump. Lucky for BM, I'm more of a mother to her son than she is. She has been sending Carter to Johns long before I came along.. and I know his ex girlfriends were nothing like me. Stupid little cokehead whores. But I guess for BM...thats up her alley. Stupid girls and all. I wish I had a picture of this girl so you could see just how stupid she looks.

Oooh the Boogeyman

Ok, does my house have ghosts or something?? Three times already I've heard some random banging in my kitchen. There is nothing in there that could cause it. John heard it too. We both looked at eachother like WTF. No air vent, nothing. John also said that earlier today at his moms house he heard some noise upstairs and checked it out - nothing. Dog went nuts barking etc. Maybe John is being followed by a ghost. Great. When we first moved in here he told me one night he woke up and saw a woman standing at the foot of our bed. Wonderful! She was dressed in some old time dress, carrying a serving tray. As much as I love having the place to myself, it freaks me out. Me...the one who would prefer to watch a creepy movie any time over anything else... My mom told me that when she dies she's going to come haunt me. If I see her ghost, I will probably pee myself.

Biter

Khai bit me tonight. Ow. I know... I'm a wimp..and totally lame for taking a picture of it... John told me so.

More Helplessness

Really, WHAT do you do when all your baby does is cry and fuss and cry...and nothing you do helps him?? I am feeling a little more convinced its this damn tooth....but dunno. Today Khai felt a bit warm. I gave him some Tylenol, I even put a little Orajel on his gums..that stuff is nasty. I gave him an apple to chomp on. That kept him busy for a good while, but then he was back to crying. He threw the biggest fit at Target today. Everyone stared. Whatever. Thankfully John showed up and was able to help me manuever the cart around. Khai was happy momentarily when I let him run the aisle. We then went to Toys R Us, where again..he was allowed to run the aisle but then he decided he'd pull every lollipop off the display and shove one in his mouth. Sigh* We made it home in one piece thankfully. The rest of the night, he went on his bi-polar, multi personality...whatever you want to call it freakout. Then passed out for the night. I hope.
Just don't know how to help him. Every day has been getting worse and worse. Sometimes I worry that its more than just his tooth. Like maybe this is his personality. Maybe he's going to grow up to be some bratty kid. And I hate thinking that way!!! But when you spend countless minutes laying in the dark trying to get your child to sleep...all you have is time to think.

ELMO

I can't believe this Elmo was marked down from $19.99 to $6.99.... then today I saw it again for only $4.99!!!! Toys R Us. Khai LOVES it!

Sweet!!