Rave: Went for our 20 week scan and found out we are having a boy. Rant: During the scan they found an anomaly and it looks like our son has Spina Bifida. This fucking sucks and I have no idea what we are going to do, nor what it will mean for them. We have another appointment on Tuesday with a specialist for another look and to get more info. Fuck
Rave: I'm moving Sep 1st, and I just found out I actually have a place to move to! I looked at a few houses/apartments to rent, and the one being offered was my first choice... so fuck yeah! Apparently there's this strange, magical land that exists outside of Vancouver where you can just find places to live, and then afford to live in them. What a world.
Rant: Most people love it when there boss goes on holidays. Not me. I love my job, and I get treated fairly well. So when my boss goes away, I get asked to do a lot more then I normally would and that is outside my job(I know how to do it well) basically do my bosses job, instead of other managers doing it. Most people here would tell management to do it themselves, but since I like my job and get treated well I end up doing a lot more for the 3 weeks he goes on holidays once a year.
Rant: who the fuck schedules the cleaning ladies, who love to play loud Mexican music to come at 8:30 in the morning when I am still asleep? Evidently my wife does. Rave: my house is very clean
RAVE: New job going well. The team is established and really seems to give a shit overall. I can do 2 years here before finally moving to a larger firm to make the real money. RAVE: Just got that first paycheck that has 3 weeks pay and none of the extra-curricular stuff taken out so it's bigger than usual. RAVE: Broke my girlfriend's single sex session orgasm record of 11 by getting to 13. WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!
RANT: Living in a 1000 person town for 12 months to try and get my brother on the rails. RAVE: Have a well paid 12 month job running all administration and finance for a project in town within 100m of both bars. RAVE: Two bars! Each with a skimpy (girl serving drinks in lingerie) changing each week. Something interesting to look at. RANT: Nothing else interesting to look at.
Spoiler: Sad Rant So following the meeting with the consultant we found that our son has a lot more wrong than originally thought, 50% of his brain is filled with water, he is missing half his spine and he wasn't moving or opening his hands indicating some sort of genetic issue. On the advise of the doctors and following a lot of research we decided to terminate the pregnancy so to spare him the pain of a life unable to move, and be pain free. This has got to be one of the hardest decisions I've ever made and is absolutely devestating. I wouldn't wish this on anyone. I never knew how much I was looking forward to being a father until now.
Rave: Sweet jesus this weekend took years off my life. I've never had so many light beers in such a short amount of time. First night out, we meet this bachelorette group, most of whom went to our college, and we go out with them for the night. We convinced them to go to a strip club with us, Ricks Caberet or something, and the the bride-to-be got a lapdance by two strippers on the main stage. It was not disappointing. One of the guys in my group bought bottle service after the bachelorette party left and we stayed there until 6 AM. We ended up getting breakfast with 5 strippers. They are not as pretty outside of the club and cannot hold a conversation, but it was cool. One of them was a hot asian though and she gave an awesome lap dance. Second day we go to a gator tour and got to see a baby pig get pulled into the water by a large gator. That was neat and upsetting. That night we go out and make our round at bars. I serenaded another bachelorette to Luke Bryan's Country Girl in a karaoke bar. I dont have a good singing voice. I had a bunch of rounds of a drink called a "hand grenade" and I blacked out. I regained clarity in another strip club called Big Daddy's, as recommended by folks in the WDT. That place is a fucking cesspool. One stripper had coke stains on her fucking nostrils. I then had to poop in the strip club bathroom at 4 AM. That was a low point in my life. Third day, three of the guys that are not from my group of school friends, my brother included, are so fucked up from the previous two days that they call it an earlier night. We meet up with the first bachelorette group and have a great time out with them in an area called Frenchman Street, which was really cool. One of my buddies fucked a bridesmaid. Another wandered back to the strip club from the first night by himself. We didnt hear from him or know where he went. Apparently he was wandering the streets by himself after that and met some girl that wanted to hang out with him. Next thing we know hes getting dome from her in the hotel bathroom at 7 AM, which woke us all up. Ive taken 2 showers and thrown up once since Ive been home. I cant tell if its because of the alcohol, the greasy food, or the strip dollar bills that I had in my mouth, but I feel like garbage. But New Orleans is my new favorite American city. God damn is that a great place.
Rave: booked a trip to Orlando at Christmas to go to Harry Potter world for the second time. 1st was 4 yrs ago before it was expanded. I'm not sure who is more excited - me or my daughter. That place is fantastic. Rave: in the process of obtaining a passport for the first time in 20 years. I haven't been out of the country in 17 years because it is damned expensive, but may have the chance to go back to Germany in October if all the cards fall into place. I'd be tagging along on Mr. Bell's business trip.
Rant: I was mowing the lawn on Friday afternoon, which was stupid in the first place because it was the hottest day of the week by far, and before too long got attacked by some asshole ground wasps in the backyard. I ended up with half a dozen stings around my ankles and lower legs and one on my hand. Not only did the stings really suck then, but the swelling has been intense and I've had huge cankles since. Oh well, on the plus side I probably taught my neighbors' grandkids a few new words after running around the yard screaming in pain while they were playing next door. Rave/Rant: Went to the Vikings-Bucs game on Saturday with a friend who scored some free tickets (and the Vikings didn't blow), but my legs felt like sausages cooking in the sun due to the asshole wasp stings. Learned that drinking even more does not help reduce swelling. Rave: My brother came over last night with a couple growlers of beer and I had brats on the grill for over an hour. Apparently my girlfriend almost asphyxiated overnight from the resulting gas but it was worth it.
Rave: Finally pulled the trigger and am starting renos on the house. Granite counters in kitchen and two bathrooms, elaborate backsplashes, three new sinks (including converting to a farmhouse in the kitchen), new faucets and changing out all the hardware in the kitchen cabinets. After that, it's time replace the tile in the bathrooms and new master shower door. Rant: Around $13-15k by the time it's all over. Rave: This'll shut her up for a while.
Rave: having my little cancer cut off tomorrow. Rant: They got me in so quickly I had to reschedule three other appointments. Rave: Totally worth it.
Rave: Survived my brother's fiance's bachelorette party with only minimal discomfort caused by a chair dancing injury. I've still got it, bitches. Rant: Said injury has caused a huge bruise on my leg during peak shorts weather. Rave: Bridesmaid dress is floor length. Rant: A floor length gown in August. Unrelated-to-wedding rant: Brain surgery on the horizon. For the kid.
Rant: This inventory audit is a cluster fuck. One guy from the old owners, one guy from the new owners, one girl from and independent audit company. Who ever pulled the list sorted it wrong, so when they sorted it by bin location they never included all the other columns of information. And my boss is away which would normally be doing this. Can this day fucking end already.