So I had my 12:55pm OBGYN appointment today. I gained six pounds. :blah: But, the important thing is that Alyssa is doing well. :stork-girl: Her heartbeat was in the 140′s, and she was kicking and moving away. I have blood work to get done, and when I go for my next appointment (September 15th) I’ll have some cultures done. Yay. Nothing more exciting than vaginal and rectum swabbing. :boogah: Poor me. Poor doctor! :haha:
After my appointment I met up with my mother and she treated me to lunch at a Chinese buffet. :yummy: Then I took her downtown for an errand, then came home and took a nice two hour nap. :zzz: I woke up only because some weird noises (the cats I guess) woke me up. As I was laying there in the dark, struggling to see to the other side of the room, when suddenly BlueBoy jumps up in my face. 
The damn cat scared the shit out of me!
An Arby’s rep called me this morning. I tried to stress to him that while the sandwich incident annoyed me, I can see it happening, even though I don’t agree with food being left anywhere near the heat chutes because of risk of cross contamination. I told him what really motivated me to complain was the manager’s nonchalant/annoyed attitude. Anyway, he said he’d be talking to the manager, and is sending me an “official” letter of apology as well as coupons for free food. :haha:
Tomorrow… just lazing about. 
I’ll get the blood work done, then I work from 4:00pm-11:00pm. Fun. Not.
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The complaint I just submitted to Arby’s:
I ordered a beef and cheddar sandwich value meal. When I sat down and opened my sandwich, I found it to have several bites taken out of it. Appalled and disgusted, I went over to the manager and showed him the sandwich. He was barely apologetic; instead he seemed almost annoyed with me because I was upset and complained about the condition of the sandwich. I was given a beef and cheddar sandwich, but it wasn’t fresh.
The manager’s reasoning for the partially eaten sandwich being given to me? “An employee finished her break”. Well, that doesn’t explain what her sandwich was doing on the heat chute next to customer ordered sandwiches. Is that not a serious health concern? Half eaten “contaminated” food should NEVER, EVER be in the kitchen, and most definitely should never be anywhere near customer’s food. I’ve worked at Burger King for over four years, and I know all about food safety and what’s concerning. And let me tell you, this is very concerning.
I honestly don’t know what’s worse – partially eaten food being left in the kitchen/with customer’s food, or the manager’s seemingly annoyed attitude when I approached him about the problem.
Needless to say, my evening at Arby’s with my family was not very enjoyable.
Sex during your eighth month of pregnancy is a bit…interesting. :censored: For one thing, missionary is hard to accomplish because having the pressure of Daniel’s weight against my stomach and chest is a bit much, considering I’m already being a bit squished by Alyssa. 69ing was a bit awkward because of my stomach being in the way. Most of the time we settle for me in top, because I can sit up more, which keeps my stomach out of the way so we can have some fun.
Daniel is afraid that one of these days my orgasm is going to trigger labor. :couple: Silly boy. I tried to explain that getting uterine contractions during/after orgasm are normal. They happen anyway, it’s just that during pregnancy I feel them more. Sometimes they’re just there, but other times they’re almost painful. :blah: Oh well.
I wonder when I’ll go into labor. It would be great if it was when we’re both here at home (wouldn’t it be funny if I went into labor during/after sex? :haha:), but I bet he’ll be at work when it does happen, and I’ll be here all by myself. :whimper: Well, he’s told the other managers there at BK, which is why he works a lot of midshifts, and will continue to for the next month. This way, if I do go into labor while he’s working, he can leave right away, since there will be another manager or two there to cover things for him.
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Whoops. Sorry for the lack of updates! :blush: It’s not that I haven’t been around, because I have. I’ve just been pre-occupied with other things, and when I was online, I was taking care of e-mails, hosting, technical support, and then just sitting on my lazy butt and surfing jetrockit, paradise, avon, nova and codequest.
Oh! Speaking of message boards, Seduced is back. Sorry about having to close it for a few days, but everything is taken care of now, and trust me when I say there shouldn’t be any more problems. 
The latest with pinchpenny and our favorite pathological liar, Dominick: he’s too busy updating his Harry Potter website and whining about his problems with PP and figuring out its selling value to bother helping out his clients. Apparently he’s responded to a few people, but you really have to rattle his cage to get him to. So far the best way to get something out of him is to post publicly at jetrockit and “remind” him of e-mails you sent him, and let him know that you’re (im)patiently waiting for a response.
So, do you have a domain with Pinchpenny? I don’t know how to advise you to get your money back, but you can get your domain back using the following links:
support1.directi.com/support/forgotPassword.jsp
32022.myorderbox.com
In case you haven’t noticed, kiss-my-kitty.com has a new layout. :heart: I also brought the skins back!
I haven’t worked since Thursday. :eye-popping: My back had me miserable all weekend and even today. Everything hurts: standing, walking, sitting, lying down. Lying down on my back is agony, lying on my side isn’t much better, and lying on my stomach is physically impossible. :haha: For whatever reason, Alyssa :stork-girl: doesn’t seem to like when I lay on my side. She always starts kicking me in my ribs. So I usually wind up scrunched up half on my back and half on my side, if that makes sense. :blah: Only seven more weeks of this! Less, if the slight twinges/contractions I’ve been getting deep in my lower back are any indication. :whew: At this point I’ll be all to happy to have her out in the next two-three weeks. :pooped” Size wise the OBGYN estimates she’s already at her full length and about five pounds (or more), and at this point her lungs are fully developed, so she’d be okay. But then, it’s also possible that I’m farther along, since ever since my first ultrasound she’s been on the big side. Sure, my last period was January 7th-13th, but we all know periods aren’t always the only thing to go by :no: when it comes to pregnancy.
:flame: You know, I am sick to death of bugs. I think I’ve slaughtered the majority of the fleas. I spotted a small one on Mulder yesterday, which I promptly combed out and killed. :plotting: I combed out some eggs/debris I found on the back of his head (above the area where I have the flea ointment spread, of course! :eyeroll:), and then checked Toby and BlueBoy, but I didn’t find anything on them.
Now we have some sort of black fly problem. :swearing: Actually, the majority of [private] acounty has this problem. This year budgets were cut and the standard fly spraying wasn’t done along the three rivers. So, needless to say, there’s an abundance of black flies everywhere. There must be a small hole in the screen on our front door, or possibly a crack between the screen door and frame, because for the past two days there have been a lot of flies getting in. Now, here’s the weird/freaky part: they get in, but then they die! :boogah: Almost instantly! It seems like they no sooner get through the screendoor that some invisible force is killing them, because if I have the screen door open for any length of time, I’ve had to constantly sweep up dead flies from the floor in front of the door. :yuck: Isnt’ that disgusting? I mean, I’m glad the sons of bitches are dropping like flies (aren’t I funny? :haha:), but what is making them die the instant they cross the threshold into the house?! That’s a bit worrisome. During my last sweep I swept up thirteen dead flies. I also sprayed two more that were crawling on the screen door itself. There’s nothing more satisfying than giving a large black fly a blast of RAID and watching it drop to the floor and lay there and writhe for a few minutes before dying. Tee-hee. Actually, if you think that’s morbid… the other night a large black fly somehow managed to escape death at the screendoor and got into the living room, then made the fatal mistake of crawling into the little “globe” that surrounds the 60watt lightbulb of my medusa lamp. I listened to the little fucker sizzle to death for the next ten minutes. I know, I know. I’m pretty damn sadistic. :rotfl:
I also have this weird problem with my car and bees. :ohmy: They literally swarm all over the hood, roof and driver’s side door of my car all day long, so when I go out to get into my car I have to walk slowly and gingerly, then make a mad dive into the car and shut the door. Then, while I’m waiting for the car to warm up (yes, even in the summer this car has to warm up, otherwise it’ll be dead as a doornail after I switch the car from reverse to drive) I have to sit and roast, since I can’t put the windows down for fear of the bees coming in. :blah: Daniel suggested maybe the color of the car attracts them. Um…silver? And I never had this problem at my mother’s house, where there’s just as much woods/vegetation/plants/flowers around! I’m thinking that at some point soda or something similiarly sweet was thrown/sprayed on the car, and that’s what’s attracting them. I need to get the car washed ASAP, before I get my ass stung and wind up in the hospital due to an allergic reaction.
Speaking of my car… there are three things I hate about it:
1) lack of air conditioning. Luckily, this I can fix with some moolah. :cha-ching: However, it’s almost September, so I think I’ll just wait until next spring to get the AC re-charged.
2) having to let it warm up. Now, I understand it’s an older car, and it has a carborator, but that doesn’t make my frustration go away when the damn thing won’t start, and then dies a few times before sputtering into action.
3) the radio that works when it wants to. About 70% of the time it does not work. The other 30% of the time it’s either playing the station or stuck in “scan” mode – going through all of the channels. :frustrated: And believe it or not, just switching gears will cause it to go into scan mode. Hitting bumps in the road will send it into scan mode, or, like last night, will send it out of scan mode and back onto the radio station. Damn piece of crap.
But there’s one thing I love about my car: It’s a fucking tank! :silvercar: It’s a full size sedan with a 100% steel frame. Last week I was driving to my mother’s house, coming from [private] City. When you leave the city to go onto the regular road, two lanes merge into one, with the left lane merging into the right. Well, I was in the left lane, and when I saw the point where I’d have to start merging, I checked my mirrors: no one behind me, plenty of room for me to ease over into the right lane. There was a white dodge neon in the right lane, but it was about eight car lengths back. So, I flipped my signal on, and as I’m about to move over into the right, the neon suddenly starts speeding up towards me! Now, what the fuck? I was far enough ahead that me moving over would not cut this car off, and would not cause the driver to have to slow down. So, I hit the gas and vroomed ahead, and right as the two lanes became one, moved over. Doesn’t the bitch in the Neon try and swerve around me (this is just one lane here people!) and try to edge past me on the right? Well, I looked over, flipped her off, smiled, and kept on driving, holding my rightful place in the lane. At this point we’re side by side, and the bitch doesn’t want to give up, so she keeps going, and keeps edging closer, thinking I’d slow down and let her by to avoid being hit by her car.
Well, let’s compare these cars, shall we? My 1986 steel frame Buick Century full size sedan weighs around 2800 lbs. Her compact, plastic/fiber glass Dodge Neon compact piece of shit weighs maybe 2000 lbs., and that’s a high estimate. I knew that if we did hit, going around the same speed, not much would happen to my car: a little jostle, perhaps a light scratch or dent in the passenger side door. But her car? Tinkle. Crunch. Shatter. Crash. She’d be lucky if she didn’t need an entire new door.
Obviously, the bitch realized that I wasn’t moving, and that I didn’t give a damn if my car got hit, and I’m sure she also realized the outcome of my tank and her matchbox car hitting, because she hit the brakes and backed off. :haha: Yay old tank car!
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I worked from 4:30-10:30pm. It wasn’t too bad. It wasn’t exactly busy, but it was definitely steady. And when you’re two people short, steady is bad. From 7:30pm on I was doing three jobs at once – counter, drive-thru and expediting orders out, and in between trying to clean up the dining room (stocking, wiping tables) and stocking front. I was running back and forth between counter and drive-thru like a chicken without its head. :eek: Oh well. I’m sure I burned off the calories :haha: from the food I had on my break: cheesy fiesta potatoes and nachos from Taco Bell, and chocolate chip cookies from Burger King. :yummy:
I am so achy right now. :headache: My back has been hurting me really bad lately. It’s so bad that getting up out of bed is pure hell. It hurts to lay on my back, laying on my stomach is impossible, and laying on my side doesn’t feel too nice either. Sudden movements are torture. My back is achy right now, and so are my hips. Um. Speaking of aches… is it normal to get weird “twinges” during/after orgasms? Twinges that feel like they’re coming from around my uterus. They feel almost like contractions. Hmmm. :shrug: Perhaps I should ask the OBGYN.
Blah. :dead: Back to the back pain. I think I overdid things tonight at work. It’s not like I had a choice though. We were understaffed and if I left things would have really been a mess. If I’m feeling this way tomorrow I think I may call off work. Oh! I have my maternity leave tentatively scheduled for September 6th. Depending on how I’m feeling then I may consider working two-three days a week for no more than three hours at a time. Hmmm.
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