As I sit here at my computer, I am considering whether or not I want to consolidate my student loans. It is the last day to do so before the interest rates go sky high. I don't know. It just seems strange to me to take out a loan to pay off several loans. I mean I feel as if one company now rules my life. Then I lose 5 1/2 years of economic hardship deferment time. If I go into the army they would no longer be able to pay off my loans for me. Then when I ask the guy questions about my concerns he says the same thing. "Yeah there is a lot of misinformation going around about loan consolidation." But he won't answer my questions. What does he gain from me if I consolidate? Commission? I'm the only student fool because I am going to pay the 8-10% interest on my loans rather than consolidate at 3%. My true friends who understand me know why I'm going to do this...well let me think about it a little longer. I guess I have until midnight.
My husband's new phobia: people jumping out at him from alleyways behind trees to kick his butt.
I'm not proud of this but I did this.
Shamefully I will not go further into this.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
you make it hard to breathe
it's as if I'm suffocating
and when you're next to me I can feel your heart beat through my skin
it makes me sad to think this could all be for nothing
i wish there was a way
a way for you to see inside me
i've never felt this way about anyone or anything tell me
What do I have to do
when I'm out walking I strut my stuff and I'm so strung out (clap clap, clap clap)
i'm high as a kite i just might stop to check you out
let me go on like I blister in the sun
let me go ahah-on big hands I know you're the one
i need someone a person to talk to
someone to care to love could it be you
could it be you-oo
situation gets tough I start to panic
(uh-oh forgot the rest of this one)
there must be somewhere that we can eat
maybe find another lover
shall I move to Los Angeles
find my a-hole brother
mickey mouse has grown up a cow
Dave's on sale again
they kissy kiss in the rearview
so bored you're to blame
try to see it once my way-ay-ay-ay
ever-a-thang zen ever-a-thang Zen
I don't THINK so
it's as if I'm suffocating
and when you're next to me I can feel your heart beat through my skin
it makes me sad to think this could all be for nothing
i wish there was a way
a way for you to see inside me
i've never felt this way about anyone or anything tell me
What do I have to do
when I'm out walking I strut my stuff and I'm so strung out (clap clap, clap clap)
i'm high as a kite i just might stop to check you out
let me go on like I blister in the sun
let me go ahah-on big hands I know you're the one
i need someone a person to talk to
someone to care to love could it be you
could it be you-oo
situation gets tough I start to panic
(uh-oh forgot the rest of this one)
there must be somewhere that we can eat
maybe find another lover
shall I move to Los Angeles
find my a-hole brother
mickey mouse has grown up a cow
Dave's on sale again
they kissy kiss in the rearview
so bored you're to blame
try to see it once my way-ay-ay-ay
ever-a-thang zen ever-a-thang Zen
I don't THINK so
Sunday, June 26, 2005
OMG A girl just got killed by a shark
I am so shocked and freaking out right now. A 14 year old girl got bitten by a shark and when they tried to rescue her the shark followed them to the shore. She was only 100 yards from the shore. And:
THIS HAPPENED IN DESTIN FLORIDA which is my new favorite resort destination and is only 45 miles from Pensacola where a bunch of you know is my favorite vacation destination where I can visit my 95 year old great-aunt.
This happened on Miramar Beach where I had reservations to stay at the Four Points by Sheraton hotel last December. I didn't make it. It was probably because of my husband that we didn't have the money. I can't remember exactly what I spent all my loan money on this past fall. Anyways:
We did make it to Destin Florida this past March. Hooray! I finally get to Spring Break and I have a 32 year old man and two babies with me. Wild. It rained and I was miserable. The big baby got a runny nose. But it was so beautiful. It was picture perfect. The water was so blue/green and the sand was as white as snow. That's why it's called the Emerald Coast. We couldn't use any wheeled carts to take our own luggage upstairs to the 11th floor. A bell boy has to help you upstairs. So we get this guy who thinks he's Eminem and he thinks he's all cool with us black folk. So I pretend to be cool with him so we won't have to leave him a tip. You're supposed to give them $1 per person per bag. Hah! I just had three dollars cash on me. I handed it to my husband and told him to give it to the guy. The guy kept refusing the tip and I thought my husband still had the $3. He gave it to the guy anyway.
The guy even told us that sharks swim right up to the beach at night. They're attracted to the lights from the hotel. My husband is afraid of heights. I wanted to go out on the terrace with him. I mean we were eleven floors up, the view was gorgeous, and the babies fell right asleep. Imagine the look on the guy's face at the front desk when I told him I needed two cribs. Anyway my husband wouldn't go out on the terrace with me that night. He reminded me that he's afraid of heights but I really believe he thought I was going to push him off the balcony. I say this because he found his way out there to smoke cigarettes.
The resort was so nice. There was a tram to take you all around the grounds but we didn't ride it. There are golf courses but we didn't play golf. Bike trails but we didn't ride them. A park for children but we didn't play there. There is also an outdoor mall of sorts with stores and restaurants. We went to a couple restaurants. My husband hated the catfish po boy he ate but we found a nice pizzeria we would definitely return to next time--and a bakery that sells $6 bottles of Norwegian water. You may ask yourself what the Williams family did in the expensive resort town of Destin Florida. Did you go to the beach? Eventually right before we were leaving the resort. My husband wouldn't step a foot on the beach. He and the little baby waited on the stairs. This is what we did...we went to Walmart. Yes all that way to go to Walmart and drive around in the rain.
I'll have to write more later about the Mercedes M Class Road Rally and the $6 bottles of Norwegian water. Ahhhhhh!!!!! refreshing.
THIS HAPPENED IN DESTIN FLORIDA which is my new favorite resort destination and is only 45 miles from Pensacola where a bunch of you know is my favorite vacation destination where I can visit my 95 year old great-aunt.
This happened on Miramar Beach where I had reservations to stay at the Four Points by Sheraton hotel last December. I didn't make it. It was probably because of my husband that we didn't have the money. I can't remember exactly what I spent all my loan money on this past fall. Anyways:
We did make it to Destin Florida this past March. Hooray! I finally get to Spring Break and I have a 32 year old man and two babies with me. Wild. It rained and I was miserable. The big baby got a runny nose. But it was so beautiful. It was picture perfect. The water was so blue/green and the sand was as white as snow. That's why it's called the Emerald Coast. We couldn't use any wheeled carts to take our own luggage upstairs to the 11th floor. A bell boy has to help you upstairs. So we get this guy who thinks he's Eminem and he thinks he's all cool with us black folk. So I pretend to be cool with him so we won't have to leave him a tip. You're supposed to give them $1 per person per bag. Hah! I just had three dollars cash on me. I handed it to my husband and told him to give it to the guy. The guy kept refusing the tip and I thought my husband still had the $3. He gave it to the guy anyway.
The guy even told us that sharks swim right up to the beach at night. They're attracted to the lights from the hotel. My husband is afraid of heights. I wanted to go out on the terrace with him. I mean we were eleven floors up, the view was gorgeous, and the babies fell right asleep. Imagine the look on the guy's face at the front desk when I told him I needed two cribs. Anyway my husband wouldn't go out on the terrace with me that night. He reminded me that he's afraid of heights but I really believe he thought I was going to push him off the balcony. I say this because he found his way out there to smoke cigarettes.
The resort was so nice. There was a tram to take you all around the grounds but we didn't ride it. There are golf courses but we didn't play golf. Bike trails but we didn't ride them. A park for children but we didn't play there. There is also an outdoor mall of sorts with stores and restaurants. We went to a couple restaurants. My husband hated the catfish po boy he ate but we found a nice pizzeria we would definitely return to next time--and a bakery that sells $6 bottles of Norwegian water. You may ask yourself what the Williams family did in the expensive resort town of Destin Florida. Did you go to the beach? Eventually right before we were leaving the resort. My husband wouldn't step a foot on the beach. He and the little baby waited on the stairs. This is what we did...we went to Walmart. Yes all that way to go to Walmart and drive around in the rain.
I'll have to write more later about the Mercedes M Class Road Rally and the $6 bottles of Norwegian water. Ahhhhhh!!!!! refreshing.
Saturday, June 25, 2005
81 Degrees Fahrenheit
It's so hot~it's so darn hot that I can't sleep. Supposedly it's 81 degrees. The babies seem to be ok though. I am here now wondering why no one has responded to this blog so far. I hope I'm not wasting my time and that it will catch on. Who wants to hear me complain? No one does. But I promise that this will get more and more interesting soon. I joined a blog where the members even got together and traveled. I haven't logged back on though. It's tannerworld junction. The owner and his wife travel extensively and do stuff together---try stuff and post their experiences. They are freakin' hilarious at times. Oh well I might try and do the same now. But I'm so lazy. Alls I want to do is complain.
Friday, June 24, 2005
Hey guys!
It's pride weekend here in Chicago. Since I'm the mother of two infant boys now a parade with thousands of drunk people stepping on each other is not really appealing. I can imagine the poor little creatures getting stepped on. Does anyone ever bring kids to these things? Traffic here in Chicago is going to be a mess. I might take them down to Navy Pier but the Taste of Chicago is also going on this weekend. Phew! Plus it's hottttt!!!!! Let's see. What do I want from the taste this year? Fried dough, ... I can't think of anything else. Let's discuss what happened last night.
My husband was supposed to be back long before 7PM. He knew that I had a very important conference call at 9PM and that I was waiting for him so that we could get pizza for dinner. He calls me to tell me that he is running late so I wait for him. He calls me back during the conference call to tell me that the car had run out of gas and he had to walk back and forth with the gas can. Bummer. Well... he said that he would be home in a couple minutes. That turned into more than an hour. I was definitely pissed by then but what can you do. I know how my car sounds. It's loud now--I need a muffler desperately. It's under warranty but Car X wants over $47 bucks for a bracket, tail spout, and installation. I'll get another muffler some day. So I heard the car pull up, I went outside, my husband walked up to another car in the middle of the street and was talking to someone. So I slid behind the evergreens unnoticed to catch a peek. As he walked down the gangway to deliver my car keys back to me, I called out to him. He nervously looked all around saying, "Where are you?" I told him that I was right there and he got scared. He gave me the keys and when I asked him to come back he ran to his brother's car, jumped in and his brother sped off. He has his brother lead foot it to almost the other side of town and was paranoid that I'd followed them. He frickin' thought that I was going to lay him out or something from the bushes and was scared to come home until 4AM. Well I went off the deep end, packed his clothes in a box and delivered them to his grandma's. But now I'm laughing about the whole thing. My husband now has a new official phobia "People in Bushes."
Crap! The Sox and Cubs are playing against each other. It is going to be virtually impossible to get around town this weekend. I'll report more later.
Please post comments, hellos, news, thoughts, etc.
My husband was supposed to be back long before 7PM. He knew that I had a very important conference call at 9PM and that I was waiting for him so that we could get pizza for dinner. He calls me to tell me that he is running late so I wait for him. He calls me back during the conference call to tell me that the car had run out of gas and he had to walk back and forth with the gas can. Bummer. Well... he said that he would be home in a couple minutes. That turned into more than an hour. I was definitely pissed by then but what can you do. I know how my car sounds. It's loud now--I need a muffler desperately. It's under warranty but Car X wants over $47 bucks for a bracket, tail spout, and installation. I'll get another muffler some day. So I heard the car pull up, I went outside, my husband walked up to another car in the middle of the street and was talking to someone. So I slid behind the evergreens unnoticed to catch a peek. As he walked down the gangway to deliver my car keys back to me, I called out to him. He nervously looked all around saying, "Where are you?" I told him that I was right there and he got scared. He gave me the keys and when I asked him to come back he ran to his brother's car, jumped in and his brother sped off. He has his brother lead foot it to almost the other side of town and was paranoid that I'd followed them. He frickin' thought that I was going to lay him out or something from the bushes and was scared to come home until 4AM. Well I went off the deep end, packed his clothes in a box and delivered them to his grandma's. But now I'm laughing about the whole thing. My husband now has a new official phobia "People in Bushes."
Crap! The Sox and Cubs are playing against each other. It is going to be virtually impossible to get around town this weekend. I'll report more later.
Please post comments, hellos, news, thoughts, etc.
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