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What the crap is Facebook?

Once a month my family ( mom, dad, brothers and sister and their families) get together to have Family Home Evening. On one of these nights they start talking about Facebook and say " Brenda where are you?" " We all get on there and wonder where you are. You need to get on there." I barely know how to blog. I'm getting instruction from my 12 year old niece. My step kids mother spends all her time on Facebook and totally ignores them and I just couldn't see how that could be possible. NOW I can!! The thing is so blasted confusing I spent over two hours just trying to get things set up. That's probably why she spends so much time on it, she can't figure it out either. I had better get a job soon, or I just might become so addicted to figuring out Facebook that I too will ignore my children. The Internet is bad news man. Oh! wow. My Facebook just now popped on with a message from my gorgeous husband. I'm telling you this stuff is weird. It even knows who my friends are before I do. ( pretend you are hearing the theme to the twilight zone)

crash and burn

I got fired today.

Naturally I'm very upset. Not so much that I got fired because I was looking for a new job anyway. I hated one of the Dr's I worked for and apparently he hated me too. I was still in the 90 day grace period, so my attendance was being monitored very closely. This idiot Dr kept sending me home for the stupidest reasons. One day he sent me home because I started my period. What a jerk. He said he needed me to be on top of my game. I have no idea what that has to do with anything, but i had to go home because he said so. He also said I asked too many questions. Well, I needed to know where all the materials and other instruments were kept if he wanted me to assist him. He didn't like my attitude either. I sang songs and hummed along with the Kozy 105 that was always playing. I guess that was the wrong attitude to have. Anyway, he sent me home enough times that I got fired for it. I know why he didn't like me. I did do something that I probably shouldn't have. I kinda called him out. He had a bad habit of correcting me and his other assistants in front of the patients. It made us all look stupid. I was often humiliated for really stupid things like leaving a blank line on the patient charts. One day I had had enough of his correcting me in front of the patients so I told him so, in front of a patient. I asked him how it felt to be humiliated. I realize now that that was a bad call on my part. Now I don't have a job and no money and a very big house payment. This is the second time in 5 months that I have been unemployed. I don't know if I'm being punished or humbled. Mike says maybe I'm being a little bit of both - pummeled. Sure does feel like it.

Our new table

I have been so sick. I have had Bronchitis. I have also been looking for a better job and trying to hide the fact that I have Bronchitis. Is's not been easy. I am very tired and worn out. blaaaaaa.

One of the many bad things about going through a divorce is the splitting up the furniture. In one day I lost my couch and my table and most of the pictures and decorations in my kitchen. My house felt very empty. I felt very sad and empty. My house was very sad and empty. My wonderful Mike told me that he had an old table in Cedar City that needed a little work but we could go get it and use that so we wouldn't have to eat on the floor any more. We had to go to St. George anyway for some custody stuff so we would just make a pit stop at his old house and pick it up.

I still don't have a couch and my kitchen is mostly bare, but my real estate guy doesn't mind that, but now I have a beautiful table thanks to my Mike. Here are a few pic's of him working on the table.
The sander was making such a big mess of dust that he hooked it up to the vacuum. It was a very loud few hours, but I didn't have to dust afterward. That was nice.

Sanding off all the old finish. It had been left outside at one point for quite awhile.

We chose a color that was too light at first and it didn't match the chairs. And my finished Table. Isn't it nice? it's so nice to not have to eat on the floor. The really funny thing is, is that Kevin now has the small, dinky table and I have the big, nice one. Ha ha!!!!

Staining the table a nice Dark Walnut color.
We'll be going back down to Cedar City again at the end of February, Then I'll have a couch to sit on down stairs and a freezer for my grage. woo hoo!!!!!