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November 25, 2005

How do I love them?

My favorite babies are now 7 weeks old. We were all at my mom's on Sunday for her birthday and of course they needed their pictures taken.

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Unfortunately, Cohen doesn't really like to be awake during the day, but that didn't stop me from watching the car race with him and Lillian. I'm making sure my niece and nephew know about NASCAR so when they get older, I can take them to the races with me.

Posted by Jenny at 09:39 PM | Comments (1)

November 16, 2005

Mmm, mmm good.

I am in mourning right now.

Today was the last day in my department for one of my coworkers. Why do I mourn? Because he was the only thing nice to look at all day. And when I say nice, I mean this boy is freakin' HOT! I would totally make babies with this man. They would be beautiful babies, and not because of me.

So now there is no one left at work worth looking at. I think it's time to move to another department.

In other work-related news, I just found out I'm going on a business trip in December. My first one. When they told me about it, I had this strange thought of 'Oh my God, I'm a grown-up now.' Because business trips are for grown-ups. I feel that I've officially joined the ranks of adulthood, even though I'm 28 and been working for the same company for the last 7 1/2 years.

Alas, it's only to Milwaukee. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing bad about Milwaukee, but it's just not that different from the Twin Cities. We could at least be going someplace warm. It is December after all, so southern California would have been nice.

Posted by Jenny at 10:10 PM | Comments (0)

November 12, 2005

Once again I'm struck by the stupidity of others

I was over at my friend's (MF) tonight when she got a phone call from her ex's kid, LP. He was asking if he could come over, and of course MF said yes. He and his fiancee (PF) got kicked out of the place they were staying and needed someplace to crash for the night. Once they got to the house, we got the whole story.

LP and PF were staying at with one of his friend's. Yesterday evening his friend and his friend's girlfriend got into a fight and things started going past the point of just a fight. So LP, being the moral and humane person that MF raised him to be, decided he needed to step in and diffuse the situation, in his words, because if he didn't it would be the same thing as if he were doing it himself. So he went into their room and asked his friend to go for a walk around the block, hoping to help bring things down from the boiling point. So his friend went with him outside, where his friend proceeded to punch him and tell him that he and PF should take their stuff and leave.

I feel so bad for LP and PF right now that it hurts. The kid is 19, just trying to get started in life, with a father who has essentially disowned him, grandparents who hate him, a mother he hasn't talked to in several years and now he's being kicked out of his house for trying to stop something bad from happening. And the only person he can turn to is his dad's ex, who has been more of a parent than either one of his real parents.

MF and I tried to tell him that he made the right decision, but it's still hard for him to accept. His decision cost him the roof over his head and basically put him out on the street. He and PF slept in their car last night, because he was afraid to call MF and ask to come over. MF did talk to him a little about that and let him know that if anything ever happens and they needs a place to stay, they can come over. He's just trying so hard right now to be a productive adult, to do all of the things he's supposed to, and the world just keeps slamming him back down. All he wants is to have a stable job, get a place of his own and get married. That's not too much to ask for, is it?

So what this all ultimately boils down to is that I really want to go and smack around his "friend" that kicked him out. How can you be such an ass about something like that. He was doing the right thing, the good thing. He doesn't deserve to be treated like dirt for that.

If you all want to send good vibes his way, that would be great. I'm sure he'd appreciate whatever he can get.

Now it's late and time for me to go to bed, so until next time, good night, sleep well and don't let the bedbugs bite.

Posted by Jenny at 01:10 AM | Comments (0)

November 07, 2005

Why I love the military...

I got an e-mail from one of my friend's this afternoon with pictures her brother sent.

And this is why I love the military:

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I mean, really. How can you not love a man in uniform?


He's in Kuwait right now and will be heading out to Iraq in the next several weeks. The worst part of the whole thing is that they've got to convoy it in to north of Bagdhad. And that's where most of the deaths and injuries are happening, is on convoys.

So if you happen to think about the men and women over there in the next few weeks, say a little prayer for Matt and his unit as they get on the road. And keep his family in mind as well. I think they're more stressed out about it than Matt is. He's been training for it, and they're just not ready for it.

Posted by Jenny at 10:37 PM | Comments (1)

November 01, 2005

Why I love kids?

This is why I love my friend's kids. I got an e-mail today from her soon-to-be 13 year old.

Hi jenny, i had nothing to do so i thought i send u some mail. I've been doing well in school so far i have confrences to night at 8:15 i think i have no clue what the teacher will say cause where just going to talk to my star teacher then where done. Anyways i can't what untill u come back over ur really cool i'm glad my mom met u well bye can't what bye bye. ^-^ Sincerely xxx


Mis-spellings and all, I love this kid. I think her mom might have her hands full in a year or too, but for the time being, she's still just a little girl who cracks me up.

Because really, how bad can your life be when a 12 year-old thinks 'ur really cool'?

Posted by Jenny at 11:19 PM | Comments (0)