Eminem - Won't Back Down ft. Pink (Recovery w/ links)

i am a huge fan of Eminem, Slim Shady, Marshall Mathers. it doesn't matter what he calls himself. and this is just one of the many reasons why i will forever be a fan.

i love my job...the company, not so much

not very many people i run across say they love their job, but i do. i just don't like the company that i work for anymore. i spend seven hours a day on the phone bargaining with people to spend more money in a time when they are all complaining about their finances being low. i just feel like the morale at work altogether isn't the same. we used to have fun at work and now it seems as if we are on a new generation, plantation. now i haven't worked a scheduled monday in over four years and now i find that i may have to start working mondays. do they not understand i have a process going here? so i may cut down to a four day work week. the Mr. says he'll handle things on the homefront and make sure dinner is cooked every night when i go to work. i do believe his idea of a cooked meal is pizza or wack donald's. so i'm at a crossroads because i could always switch companies, but i get another week of vacation in five months. and i don't feel like starting over again with some new company. only time will tell.

my fab baker boys

i'm at work missing my boys and their father is kind enough to text me throughout the day to give me updates on their activities. it's sweet because he knows i am stuck on the phone all day at work bargaining so i don't have an opportunity to call and talk to them like i want. today he was about to cook the boys lunch and my 2 year old told him that he wants "Mommy to cook his food for him." i asked what he did to my baby to make him turn down food. that's so not the chunky meat's style. he told me that he has him doing pushups and sit ups instead of eating. how mean can you be? i knew it was a joke, but i could only imagine his little pudgy self trying to do a push up in order to eat. now my five year old is going thru his "i want to go to work" with you stage (come to think of it, the Mr asked about a "bring your mate to work day" this morning. now that was funny) and asking why i have to work. this just makes me want to get on my square and get this book finished so that i can sit back and reap the benefits of being an at home Mom. but then again, i do always want to get a break from home life. all of the fab baker boys are going thru Mommy withdrawal so i guess i have to take a break soon to give them their Mommy fix. how long do i stay off this time. we'll see.

i'm just a phone call away

i have started a rewrite of my book and it brought out a lot of things that i forgot i experienced during my younger years. i guess this is really a form of therapy for me because i realized i have always had an awesome friend in my corner who was there no matter what time, day or night, to listen to me gripe about whatever craziness was going on in my life at the time. my best friend in high school, jason, started the trend. and now i have my Ace, luz, who is like the best thing since the hybrid car.she and i are so much alike, i think we were twins in a former life. heck, we're twins now. we just got separated somewhere, somehow. just glad we found our way to one another. i just want to thank you both for helping me to evolve into this awesome being that i am. I LOVE BOTH OF YOU dearly.

i thought we were all grown

ok. i woke up this morning before the rooster and got to work on my book. i was on a roll and then my newfound roommate came in the room talking about how i can't write a tell all because people are going to sue me. that made me laugh because anybody i'm telling all about wouldn't even know i'm talking about them since i don't fuck with them. so i told him that i'm gonna write my book and i don't care who has something to say about it. so then he starts asking me about all of my pages that i have online. so i started talking about my twitter and facebook pages and he brought up my blog. apparently one of his groupies told him that i have a blog and offered to pull it up for him so that he can read it. my thing is...IT'S MY FUCKING BLOG!!! i don't care who reads it. the thing is, why do you continue to run and tell him what i'm posting on the internet and leaving out your negative ass remarks about him. oh well. maybe one of these days i'll pull out my printed copies of the shit they posted for him to read himself. maybe that will solve my not so problem problem with these snitch asss hoes!! that's it in a nutshell.