And here’s another one. Dumbfuck, that is. Mom left a five year old and one year old home alone. I am just baffled by the idiocy and just plain stupid people that I share the planet with. Kudos to the telemarketer (never thought I’d be saying that) who called the police once the older child told her the situation.

These
people
should
NOT
have
children.

It’s really starting to piss me off, hearing and reading about all these parents and how they’re treating their children. How could anyone leave a child in a car for 45 minutes, let alone in this hot California weather?! I don’t know how many times I’ve lost my breath when I opened my car door, and had to step back because the air inside is over 100 degrees. When I get gas I go to a station where I can pay right at the pump, and I still roll the window down for Ash for those few minutes.

These people are just lazy and selfish. Yeah, sometimes it’s a real fucking pain to take Ash in and out of her car seat even for a two minute trip, but it’s a necessity. She’s my baby and I love her with everything in me and then some. She may not have been planned, but when I chose to have her, I accepted the responsibilty and yes, the inconveniences that come with being a parent. It’s not easy, but I am her Mom, I do what I must do. No questions asked. Apparently not everyone thinks like I do.

I believe I chose the wrong time to move to Southern California if I wanted to get away from children in the news. I’m sure the Danielle van Dam case and the Samatha murder are being covered everywhere, but when they’re local, it is all I hear about on the news. And it kicks me in the gut everytime. I watch the Westfield trial because I want to see him rot, and watch for updates on Samantha’s killer because it’s somewhat reasuring that they have someone. At least Danielle was in San Diego and it was easier to push out of my head, to not dwell on the purversities, but Lake Elsinore, where Samantha’s “alleged” (I hate that fucking term) killer lived and dropped her remains, is only fifteen minutes away. Not more than a couple minutes from John’s brother’s. Talk about reality hitting you in the face. I’ve already had a couple nightmares about Ashleigh being taken from us, and they’re still clear in my mind.

I may be a bit paranoid now, but my daughter’s life is worth it. She may have snot running down her nose these days, and when she grabs my shirt and rubs her face into it, it’s okay. Ash is alive and I will do anything and everything to keep her that way.

Just a note about that last post: I found out I don’t have to go back to work just yet, at least not until late October, so I thought I’d get a head start with my schooling and enroll this next semester. Well, easier said than done. Apparently, even if I were to rake in the big bucks with my financial aid, I STILL have to pay for my enrollment fees. Then, after the first week of classes I would get the financial aid check. Ain’t that just spiffy? How in the hell do they think I’m going to come up with $2,100 to enroll? See, I could’ve swore I filled out these papers that said I had NO FUCKING MONEY. Shit.

I am so pissed off about this because for the past three years I have tried and tried and tried to enroll in school, to finally start working for my degree, and something like this stupid ass bullshit comes up again. I suppose it’s not much of a problem for the California residents because it’s next to nothing for enrollment, or you can get a waiver, but nope, even though someone told me when I first applied that it only took six months to be a resident, it apparently takes a whole year. Pfftt! That means bocu bucks for one damn class, let alone the five I was trying to take.

So, okay, I’m still a bit ticked off since I found out yesterday. I’ll go fill out an income reduction form on Monday and find out about my Stafford loans on Tuesday. Not that it really matters since I won’t have enough to enroll so therefore I won’t get the damn aid. Arrgh!!

Okay, Financial Aid people, if I needed financial aid, what makes you think I have the fucking money to hand over in the first place?! It doesn’t matter I would be getting it refunded a week or so later. The point IS…if I could come up with the damn money in the first place I wouldn’t be filling out the miles of paperwork. ARGH!!!!

One of these days I’ll start college. When they get their heads out of their asses.

I finally have
plenty of pictures of Ashleigh up. Month
6 and Month
7 are the new ones, plus I also have a
long ass audio clip of Ash shrieking, laughing and eating
the microphone. Let
me know if you have any problems viewing the pictures
or listening to the wav file).

Oh, yeah, and the birth story is finally up to read as well. The two people who were there with me says it sounds good, so I guess I didn’t leave anything out, though it feels like it. All a blur, that birth thing.

As John said last night "Welcome
to California". Heh, no kidding. Yesterday reached at
least 105° down here, and when the power went out at 8PM, it was still in the high 80’s. We found out this morning at 8:30AM, when the power finally came back on, that a few transformers blew last night. Apparently people were using their A/C too much or something, because they were overloaded.

The shitty part was suffering in the heat minus our two blessed fans while the building next to us had power. I took a break from the exhausting heat and went to the store to enjoy their heavenly A/C. At least I got to bed a couple hours earlier then I normally would’ve, which is a good thing since I didn’t get my nap this morning. And hey, 12 hours without electricity should take a few dollars off the bill, right? Ya gotta find the positive things in life these days.

That, and the fact I moved down to California knowing full well it’s hotter than hell, I shouldn’t be complaining. But damn, just let me have my fans, that’s all I ask.

Well, I spent the majority of my day trying to get the MOMS Club site completely Bobby Approved. Oh. My. Lord. While I am now proud to say I did it, it sure was a bitch to accomplish. First, I would’ve had this project completed hours ago but in order to pass you MUST only use percentages in table formatting. Bah. That of course goes against my natural instincts because you lose control over how the page is viewed. So, I caved, redid my main image, and taught myself some fun, fun, fun CSS positioning. The left side is a little quirky until I figure out how to perfect it (seeing as how I am unable to use my pixel widths in the table!) Grrr.

That’ll be the last time I work so hard to please a man.

Just a quick note to all the idiots out there that turn the Right Click feature off on their web sites. Do you think we’re that stupid? Yeah, your stuff may be copyrighted but that does not mean others can’t look at your code, or heaven forbid, copy some text to their notepad so they have an example. I am also sick and tired of not being able to open a link or specific page into a new window. ARGH! What fucking morons, pissing off their readers just to make themselves feel better. “No one can see my code, no one can copy this, no one…” whah. What those idiots don’t realize is there are some smart people out there who can bypass that stupid little script you played with. Guess you’re not as smart as you thought, eh?

What cracked me up is that the last site that I came across with this wonderful feature was a “professional” site, for web design.