I know I havent blogged for awhile and I apologize but I am really feeling the need to vent at the moment.
I am so sick and tired of rude people and it sucks even more when they are family.
So about 3 months ago I had a discussion with my father in law regarding throwing my husband a graduation/ "you are now an official plumber" party. I thought it would be nice considering he never really has had a surprise party that I would throw him one. Although it was already in my mind to do something, the reason the discussion started was because he and Bill's sister were discussing how we should make sure we do something nice for Bill's graduation and that basically it would be sucky if I didnt do anything for him. So before I allowed them to think I hadn't put any thought into it I jumped and said I already had planned on throwing him a nice party and we would invite all of his family and friends and it would be at my fathers restaurant. At that point it was still 3 months away, he had not passed the test yet therefore unnecessary to discuss further details. About 1 month ago I was attempting to set the date and basically I kept hearing from his family "well this date wont work because we have a wedding and this date wont work because it is our anniversary" so obviously knowing that the most important people to him other than myself and Emma could not make those days I changed to a more "convenient" date. Great we are still okay yet a little annoyed that they had not offered to help foot some of the bill but I thought fine I will deal with it somehow and maybe they will do something. I also assumed that they would get the hint being I worded the invitation "thrown by Val, Emma and the Reimer Famiily." So today now 4 days before the "big event" that I am very excited for my husband about the big party and I think it should be very nice BUT I ran into a little issue because I cant afford to spend alot of money on the food and I was looking at spending about $300 more on food then I was planning to so at this point I needed one of three things to happen, my money tree to grow, cut out some of the menu (which really wasnt all that elaborate to begin with) , or have help paying for it via someone else who cares LIKE HIS PARENTS!!! So in my own passive aggressive way I called them and said being that I have just found out that I will not be able to afford the menu we had previously discussed do you have any solutions? The response...not well what if we helped pay. The response I got was what about just cutting out the italian beef because it can be messy anyways. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!! Its your freakin son! Not the guy down the street (well sort of cause we live down the street but..)! I shouldnt even be having this issue because considering they were pushing me to do it I thought I would have not even had to worry about asking for help. I assumed they would have offered but we all know what assuming does so that was just dumb on my part.
I am going allow my pregnancy hormones to calm down for a bit and I think I will just be blunt with it and ask if there is any way that they could pay for the cake because this party is getting a little bit expensive. Im trying to be rational and reasonable. I will see how it goes. Please comment and tell me if I am being irrational. I can accept that if I am. I feel like it is very clear to me but maybe I am the one being rude.
Thanks for the venting either way.

long time no blog

I havent done this in awhile and I think I know why. I have been so busy in the outside world that I havent had much time to internally contemplate life which is really what my blogs purpose is. More like spewing (I really hate that word) my thoughts out in the form of a written monologue.
The great news!
I am pregnant. About 6 weeks and absolutely nauseous. It hasnt taken me long to remember what it feels like. It is funny that it is really something I wanted and at the right time and everything but there is a little part of me that says you idiot! Why complicate your life any more than it is. Things were beginning to stabilize and now I am feeling crazy again. I must underneath it all enjoy chaos. I have to. There is no other logical explanation. Either way the rest of me is very excited and looking forward to what the future has in store.
The Good news!
Billy's surprise party invitations are out and I am getting lots of RSVP's that people can come. He still has absolutely no idea that it is coming. The plan is that I have already told him that it is has been forever since we had a date so we will go see Pirates of the Carribean which we both really want to see but it just wont happen that night. Then I will tell him right before we leave that my Dad asked if he could stop in to Kosmos to look at some plumbing issue and there everyone will be. I am afraid with his high blood pressure though that he will have a heart attack since he really will be surprised. I keep wanting to slip though because I want to tell him about certain rsvps and stuff. I have to be good because if I pull this off he would be so happy.

The egh news
I think my family is a bunch of lunatics. They are drama filled and I just am overwhelmed by the craziness. They (meaning my mom dad and siblings) I feel like have completely unraveled beyond repair. Talk about chaos. My chaos is normally positive because I am trying to have forward motion in my goals in life. There's relate to true insane chaos because of that freakin club. Things that I care not to mention via blog are going on (ask me in person and I will tell you) and it is just beyond anything I would have ever thought. I dont believe that this club is where my family needs to be because although there is a little more financial stability to lose every part of our family system is never worth it. I'd pick poor over dysfunction any day of the week.

The scary news!!! eek!

This morning I was in my bedroom blowdrying my hair and Emma was sitting on my bed next to Jake the dog. She was looking in the hall way and smiling and sort of mouthing under her breath as if she was talking to someone. Mind you my daughter is not even 2 yet. I said "who is there Emma" she looked at me and then looked down and started playing with Jakes ear almost like she was embarrassed. I continued to look out of the corner of my eye at her and when she thought I wasn't looking again she started playing peekaboo and smiling looking towards the hallway. I said "that is it Emma we are going downstairs." So as I started to walk out the door and down the stairs she started waving and saying bye bye. It seriously freaked me out. I did not go back upstairs and left the house early to get out. Bill's Dad said that his sister was right around this age when she had her imaginary friend started. I really hope that is what it is cause I cant do this with her. I am too freaked out by that kind of thing. My friend and I are going to pray that if it was not her imagination run rampant that it was an angel because if it wasn't my house is up on the market next week.

The Bad news!
I am happy to say there is no really bad news. I hope it stays that way.



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