Go Americans!

You remember the tickets we got last week, but couldn't use?(refer to the post titled HA HA HA HA HA). Well tonight was hockey night for us. Garrett wasn't able to make it to the game so we took the neighbor girl Nicole with us. It was the Tri-City Americans vs. The Everett Silvertips. We had those awesome seats two rows up off the glass. They were so sweet. I like sitting close. You can smell the sweat off the players and you can smell the ice. Something you don't get when you sit far away.

Now I like hockey, but I'm not a very big Everett fan. I boo them every chance I get. So does Garrett and Ivan. They hate Everett too. Ivan LOVES his hockey. He is a Spokane Cheifs fan, and hates the Tri-City Americans. So he didn't have anyone to root for this time around. Me on the other hand I was all kinds of rowdy cheering for the Americans. I think I was the only person who was cheering for the Americans. I got booed because I cheered so much. But the score was 3 to 3 and went into sudden death overtime. Game still ended up being tied.

They do this thing during an intermission called dance for you dinner. They play a lot of good music and you dance around and sing. The camera goes around and puts random people on the camera as you are dancing. Me and Nicole were up hopping around being silly and the camera got on us.

ME AND NICOLE WERE ON TV!!!!! WOO HOO!!!!

I am so hyper and fired up right now I can hardly control myself. I think I need to go run laps so I can burn off some energy.

Would bleach show up in your urine?

Man am I pooped. For the past two days me, Ivan and Garrett have been cleaning all the boy germs out of their old apartment. Since they didn't have to put a damage deposit down on the apartment, anything that needs to be fixed gets paid for out of pocket. So we rented a steam cleaner, bought tons of cleaning products and got after that nasty apartment. I was so high on bleach and cleaning fumes yesterday. I ended up with this huge headache. I also got a stomach ache from it all. Today went lots better. We made sure we had adequate ventilation this time too. Seemed to help a whole lot.

We did awesome though! I can't believe all the stains we got out of that carpet. Blood, grease, food, mud.... Something sticky from Allan's room.... The only thing that didn't come out was a puke stain from Garrett's cousin. Going to make that little bastard pay for that one. A fist hole through a bedroom door and a head print in the sheetrock of the wall are about the only other things wrong with the apartment. So, needless to say, I think it should go very well on Sunday.

Once again I work tomorrow. I'll probably get a short day in though. Maybe 5 or 6 hours. That will be good. Can always use the extra cash but I don't really want to put in a full day. Have plans... kind of... for tomorrow after work. It's my brother in law's birthday. I have a plan for a kick ass birthday present for him. Can't write it here though. Too many eyes see this. Tee-hee-hee!! I'm such a brat.

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

Wow today has been an amazing day. We rode our bikes from Snohomish to Lake Stevens on the Centennial Trail. Plus we rode around town in both Lake Stevens and Snohomish. I looked it up on line and it is 7 miles on the trail each way. We did a 15 mile bike ride! I thought I would be tired from all the riding, but I am so clear headed and full of energy right now I can hardly contain myself.

We were headed to a hockey game tonight. The guys got tickets. Awesome tickets by the way. Second row up from the glass. Turns out the tickets are for next Sundays game. Ha ha ha ha. We ended up in Everett and wondered where all the people were. Why were we able to find parking so close to the arena? One quick check of the tickets had us laughing our asses off. Silly boys.

Oh well. Since I have the whole night free, I get to work on some scrap booking that I had been hoping to do for ever. I have four rolls of pics from our trip to Colorado last summer and this awesome photo album to put them in. So off to artsy-fartsy land for me.

I love Sundays

Sundays are so wonderful. Today the sun is shining, Garrett is in the kitchen making biscuits and gravy and me and my sweetie have been "romantic" three times already today. We have some good country music on the radio and plans to go on a bike ride on the centennial trail after breakfast. We also have hockey tickets for tonight's game. Two rows up from the glass.

We have some grocery shopping to do today and some painting to do. Other than that get to spend the day relaxing and enjoying ourselves. I hope everyone else has as wonderful a day as I am.

Oh baby!

Well for some reason, the pictures I posted actually came up, but I lost what I had written. I wanted to let everyone know that sweet baby Briana was born healthy and beautiful on Wednesday February 16 at 8:06 pm. She was 8 pounds and 6 ounces. 21 inches long. The labor went well, as well as labor can go any way. Some mild discomfort for Michelle but that's it.

There was quite the turn out at the hospital with everyone anxiously awaiting the arrival of sweet baby Briana.

Make sure you all send love and good wishes to Michelle and family. I'll keep posting pics as I get them of the little girl. They grow so fast.

Ivan holding the baby girl. 

Tired Mamma and sweet Briana. She is only minutes old here. 

Happy birthday baby Briana 

Friday Night

Friday night we were just going to get pizza for dinner. No one had the time, energy or desire to prepare a home cooked meal. So me and Ivan are getting ready to head to the pizza place when Garrett walks out of his room wearing a black wig. The wig had long black hair with a few braids in it. Daisy freaks out and starts barking and growling at him so he took the wig off and set it aside. Well I grab the wig and put it on and claim I'm going to wear it to go get pizza. So Garrett gots and puts on a different wig and some funny bandannas, and Ivan puts on his Zorro costume. I then dress up in some hoocie mamma pants and get the rest of the way ready to go get pizza.

We decide to stop next door to show off our costumes and end up dragging Mike and Liz out. We don't get pizza, but we do end up going out to a bar that has real food. We got some very strange looks from everyone else there. Garrett got hit on by some 45 year old lady. She wanted him to kiss her on the neck to make her boyfriend jelous. It was so much fun. I was glad I got some time in to dance with my man. It had been a while since we had gone out.

Check out the pics from Friday night.

The guys and their costumes 

This is me and my outfit 

Weekends come and go so fast

My weekend (all one day of it) started on Friday this time.

Friday during work I was still having some problems with other trades. These tile setters were upset that I was welding near them. They didn't like the bright light and hot sparks or something. (poor babies) They kept coming up to me asking if I could work somewhere else. I didn't have any where else to go, so I told them very politely to get fucked. Not in those words mind you, but something close to that. So because I wouldn't move, they thought it would be fun to repeatedly unplug my welder. I would have to climb through these rafters, down the ladder and walk over to where the extension cord was plugged in. Plug the thing back in and climb back up to where I was working. A delay of about 5 minutes each time they did it.

I was getting really pissed off at them but I couldn't prove they were doing it.

Until I cought them. I happened to flip up my hood and glance over as the SOB was unplugging my welder. So needless to say, I get all worked up and start screaming and hollering at the guy. He didn't seem to be sorry or care that he was holding me up, so I grabbed the nearest tool I had and threw it at him.

Now don't get all upset. I really only threw it in his direction. I knew I couldn't hit him from my position, I just wanted to get my point across.

Well my boss hears about this and decides to take our crew out for beers after work. I haven't drank beer in quite some time, but I really could have used one Friday. But it was fun. Drank a few beers had some nachos and headed home to my baby.

Then everything lead to FRIDAY NIGHT......

Ok so now I'm a bitch

I'm not too sure how much I like working at this theater job. There aren't that many women out there and since I am one of the very few, the guys have a tendency to just stare. It makes me feel very self conscience when I go from one part of the job site to another and I have twenty men staring at me.

Well one stupid boy decided to come up to me this morning and make some lame attempt at flirting with me. I am very much in love with Ivan so stupid boy didn't even rate a smile from me. He tried several times to get me to flirt back with him and I finally had enough. I had to tell him that I am here to work. I have a job to do and flirting with him isn't going to get this job done.

"Well you don't have to be a bitch about it." He grumbled as I roll my eyes and walk away.

It kind of pisses me off that I just can't go to work and do my job. I have to make the boys go away and leave me alone. I understand that by being a female in a predominately male trade, I'm going to have to expect to deal with it, but still..... It gets old.

It's not my nature to be a bitch to these guys, I'm actually a very nice person. But when it gets to the point where I don't get as much work done as my partner is getting done, something has got to change. That's when the inner bitch must come out and rear her ugly head. Now as long as I don't make any boys cry I should be fine.

I don't give a f*** who you are!

Today I went to that theatre to do some welding. Got that special call. Well the very first thing my crew says to me is to not leave any tool unattended or not locked up. Apparently there are some people who have no conscience on this job. They have no problem grabbing some poor hard working mans tools and taking them either home or to a pawn shop.

BASTARDS

How does someone look themselves in the eye knowing that they took something that someone else needs to make their money with. Typically men (and women) in construction are the main bread winner in their families. Having to go out and buy new tools means that there is less bread to bring home. I hate those type of people who think that this is ok.

Anyway, I am at work and with this warning fresh in my head I'm keeping an eye on my tools while I'm fixing something on the floor. Some strange guy wanders up to the scissor lift that I'm using and starts pawing through my tools.

"Hey, get out of there!" I yell at him from about ten feet away

He must not have heard me so I yell again,

"Hey, leave my stuff alone!"

He hears me this time. He turns around, gives me a dirty look and says "This is not your stuff"

"As a matter of fact, yes that is my stuff and you have no business going through it."

"Well I'm Brian, and I'm the director of safety on this job. I need to inspect your fire extinguisher. You can't use it if I don't approve it."

He says this with some f*cked up tone of superiority.

So I stand up to my whole 5' 6" and I look him directly in the eye. "I don't give a f*** who you are, you have no business going through my sh**. If you want to look at my fire extinguisher, ask me. Just because you are director of safety (said very sarcastically) doesn't give you permission to go through my stuff."

"Well I'm sorry we got off on the wrong foot then. I'm Brian by the way." He reaches out trying to shake my hand.

I was tempted not to shake his hand and blow him off, but I thought better of it. I shook his hand, told him my name and let him know which company I worked for. I then told him something or other about working way too hard to buy these tools and I would hate to see them disappear.

Frickin jerk. I wonder if he is going to watch me like a hawk making sure I don't break any safety rules. Good thing he doesn't know I"ve been on a safety committee for the past year on the jail project, and I could have picked out more than a dozen violations that I'm sure OSHA would love to hear about.

Ok things are definitely looking up for me. Ivan has been the biggest sweetheart after being the biggest doody head. Making up for his doody-headedness I guess. Still I'll take the sweetness any day. All day long yesterday he would look at me with love in his eyes, hug me and kiss me and tell me how much I mean to him. My heart melted into a puddle of mush right then and there at his feet. I love that guy so much.

The sun is out today. It makes me happy after all the rain we've been having. I'm so happy to have the sun out, I'm even going to barbecue. Got on just a minute ago and found the best way to do some country style ribs. Can't wait to get started.

I get to go work on the new theatre in Lynnwood tomorrow. I guess I'll be there the rest of the week. They have some welding that needs to be done, so they called on me. Makes me feel real proud of myself to have that reputation of a good welder. Good enough of a reputation that I get to take special calls for special jobs. It will be nice to get out of jail for a change. For those who don't know, I'm a sheet metal worker, helping to build a brand new jail. I am not an inmate. Even though I'm starting to feel like one. I've been at the jail job site for over a year now. I go back to jail Saturday.

UGH

Another one day weekend ahead of me. NO FAIR NO FAIR NO FAIR!!!! Tell you what though, I won't be crying when I get my pay check on Friday.

Anyway. Must get started cooking. Lots to do.

ME!!! 

This is our new fish. His name is Baba Louie. Kind of cool name for a fish if you ask me. 

Rainy day blues

Ok so rainy days sometimes have a negative effect on my attitude. Plus the fact that I have been getting one day weekends lately. Today being my only day off, I wanted sunshine. I wanted happiness. I wanted a good dinner. Is that too much to ask?

I'm being grumpy right now because my man decided to do some firewood delivery followed by some fishing today. Stupid me, I told him I wouldn't be mad at him for going. Well I'm not mad, I just miss him. My one day off and he wants to spend time together by fishing and/or shooting guns. Why can't we rent some movies, snuggle on the couch by the fire and eat popcorn. Do we have to run around in the rain and get cold and dirty to enjoy ourselves.

Ok so I'm over reacting. But it's my job to. It is also my job to pout when necessary. I feel it is necessary to pout at the moment. Having a big fat swollen bloody lip makes the pout seem just that much more pathetic. Makes it work better though. Wonder if it could get him to go get me some ice cream........

Rainy Day Sunday

Man, I can not wait for summer to get here. We've had some awesome storms out here lately. With thunder and lightning. I guess it also snowed in the middle of the night, very briefly though. My truck was iced over when I got up in the morning yesterday. Now I'm sitting here freezing my tush off thinking that maybe I should get a fire going.

I was so happy to sleep in until 7:30 this morning. I normally wake up at six on a Sunday then get all pissed off because I wanted to sleep in. Sundays are my only day off lately since I started working Saturday's too. Don't get me wrong, I love the overtime, but I love Ivan more. I would rather spend the day snuggling with my man than giving myself a fat bloody lip at work. (long story, but true)

So I feel really relaxed today. Nothing to do but laundry, and sit and read by the fire. Oh yeah, and pay attention to my man, but that's the easy part.

So I guess when I have something more exciting to say I'll write again later.

"Will you marry me?"

I know that by reading the title of this blog that many of you will automatically think that Ivan popped the question. Sorry people, don't mean to get your hopes up. But I did get asked today.

I was at work today and was moving material around. The elevators weren't working, so I had to pack all my tools and material down the stairs by hand, having to take several trips. Well the guy who works on the ceilings was working in the hallway by where I was going back and forth.

He asked me a question and not hearing him I walked up to him to see what he wanted. He looked right at me and said "Will you marry me Tammy?"

Now I know he was kidding, but it still put me in a momentary state of shock. I just smiled at him and told him that I was sure my boyfriend wouldn't appreciate that very much.

After he made some sort of joke about being Mormon together, I went back to work with my female ego extremely inflated.

Beer and La Bamba

What a fun day it was today. I attended a beer Thursday today for the first time in months. I did what I could to get people to change their everyday routine and stop in to have a few and bullshit with the rest of the group. There wasn't a huge turnout today, but there were enough to make it fun. Garrett even showed up. He drank water. I was very proud of him.

So, after sitting at the bar for three hours, I made it out of there without even having a bar tab. The three beers I had were paid for by "the guys" which was very nice for me. I hadn't drank in five months or so. I did pretty good then, all things considering, I didn't even get drunk. It was a lot of fun. Felt good to get together again.

Then, after Garrett made sure I could get home on my own, we went home and picked up Ivan. We went to this new Mexican restaurant in town. The menu seemed to have fewer selections than I was used to, but this guy came up to the table and played the guitar and sang to us. Garrett even played something. The singing Mexican guy came back and played a slower song for me and Ivan. I got to snuggle up to my honey while the guy serenaded us.

All in all it was a good day! I like good days. They are so much better than crappy days.

Even though Daisy (my dog) ate my baseball hat.

All is well.