Back to reality

Well, Hubby and I got back from our vacation earlier this week. We had a wonderful time, great weather, and lots of sleep. :) I think that was almost the best part. We both slept in until 9am most mornings. With buddy getting up at 5:30am...that's practically a whole extra night's sleep! :) We saw some beautiful places, too. We both thought that we'd be able to spend a week in St. Maarten (French or Dutch side). St. Thomas was nice, but we did like the other island better. I was hoping to see the actual Bahamas, but we went to the cruise line's private island, so it was more of a sandy beach in the middle of the ocean than it was "the bahamas". But no complaints here!! We both decided that cruising is totally worth it for us. Hubby eats so much during the day, that our $600 per person for room and food is SOOOOO worth it!! I'm sure he consumed at least $600 in food in the week by himself! :)

Well, as nice as it is to be away, it was really good to come home too. Buddy did actually miss us, so that was good. :) I was worried he'd forget all about us. However, he did get me back the first morning at about 6am. I asked him for a kiss, and he shouted "NOOOO". The little stinker.

Since we've been home, it has been so busy. We were able to ease back into the week, with Thanksgiving, but come Monday, it's back to the normal schedule. I just don't know how much longer I really want to get up at 4am. It kind of SUCKS. Work in general sucks...but hey, what are you going to do.

Heard Nemo's heartbeat for the first time on Tuesday. That was awesome. Buddy was running around in the room the whole time (not taking HIM to any more appointments), but it was still pretty cool. I'm also getting pretty fat already. I can't believe how much sooner this time. Man oh man, I'm going to look like a huge whale by the time we're done with this! :) Oh well, what are you going to do! :) At least Nemo sounds healthy. A good strong heartbeat...from what I can tell, anyhow!

Why, why, why

When I was little, my parents taught me a good lesson. If you don't have the money for something, you don't get to have it.

Simple lesson, really. Then why doesn't EVERYONE learn it?!?!

Okay, here's the deal, last week I found out that someone named Damon Butler stole my credit card number. Yep, that's right. If you're reading this, I hope you take a long walk off a short cliff. A high cliff, too. With lots of jagged rocks. Maybe with a fire breathing dragon at the bottom. Oh and some pointy sticks to land on. And... Okay, I'm getting side tracked. Anyhow, as it turns out, Mr. Damon Butler decided that he wanted to go on vacation. From San Fransisco to Atlanta, I'm told. But, unfortunatley for me, Mr. Butler could not afford said vacation.

So what did he do?

What every self respecting American would do.

He stole my money.

And those nice, non-English speaking people at Travelocity don't seem to care. Maybe in India where they come from people steel $1,300 of other people's money all the time. But, let me tell you, I am NOT OKAY WITH IT.

Damon Butler, get this through your thick scull. You don't have the money...You DON'T get to go. Bottom line. End of story.

So, now I'm left with stupid Bank of America "investigating" this report of a fradulent charge. So Damon is partying hardily in Atlanta, while I have to cancle my card, file numerous reports, talk to 20 people who don't speak English, and change everything that is direct billed to my card. I AM GETTING PUNISHED BECAUSE HE IS A MORON. What is wrong with this picture?!?!?! Ug. They had better get this straightened out...because I leave on Saturday for a vacation that I ACTUALLY PAID FOR. WITH MY OWN MONEY.

Imagaine that. My own money.

You know, if parents just taught their kids that they can't have everything...I think we'd all be better off.