YESTERDAY was just NOT my DAY

I just got up 30 minutes ago after tossing and turning while listening to a rough sounding TV pastor talk about how god will save all of us if you just believe. I sat up in the bed and looked at the TV eyes not focusing but focus enough to see a black female who look every bit like Whoppi Goldbergs character from sister act. Her voice was so damn annoying that it make me find the remote in the bed among all the sheets and the comforter. I push Dee to the side a bit and had him turn over which was good because he was snoring in my ear. Now before every ones mouths drop about the fact I spoke about the pastor. Let me tell you I was raised by my grandmother who was a DEVOTED baptist. I attend Sunday school and church every Sunday from age 3 until age 16. I was in the choir and faithfully went to the practices every Friday night. I am a firm believer in Jesus and the fact he is my savior. BUT!!! there are some pastors, TV, real life, whatever who drive these thoughts down your throat about being saved and KNOW they don't believe half of what they are saying to you. Yesterday same thing, I was awaken by a pastor who was saying how "Jesus has him writing to those who contact him to tell them what Jesus sees in there life". The funny part that made me shake my head was the fact that he was offering a "Free prayer page" FREE prayer page to be send to you. WTF!! sooo is there a priced prayer page. You know. a page that list what can be prayed for and how much it cost. Example; Pray about Joblessness $25.00, Pray your wife/husband stop cheating $150.00. Pray your kids quitting being such bad ass kids $600.00. I mean for real why headline that FREE. Prayer should always be free. He then started speaking in tongues which always makes me laugh. I am not saying it can't happen but I kind of doubt it while your on TV talking and suddenly it just happens. He was talking to a caller and was explaining how he saw that he would have his own business soon. The caller clearly was asking when he would get a job because he had been out of work for so long. The pastor kept saying how he would soon own his own business and that god was telling him this he just didn't know how long it would be. I started laughing, couldn't help it. See to ME I don't need a go between to talk to Jesus or God. I feel you have a personal relationship with your faith. This is one of the reasons I never understood the catholics. They believe in going to a confessional to tell a third party what you did and ask him to allow you to confess. It isn't his business, my relationship with Jesus is a one on one deal I don't need a ref to be in between us. OK, let me hush before this becomes a topic and someone starts getting pissed off.

Let's talk about yesterday morning at 8am when I walked into work. I was greeted by Dena with a smile as she always does. I could tell the phone calls were back to damn back as they always are on Saturdays. No matter how much I know the calls are going to be over whelming it still does not make it easier to handle them. My first call was actual very good. The call was a sales call, lady was very pleasant on the phone. She knew what she wanted and was eager to make the change over. YAY! GOOD CALL! The next call was pretty good as well. It was another sales calls, a young mother of 3 kids wanted to give the kids an early Christmas gift so they could watch cartoons and educational TV on their Christmas vacation. I was smiling now, looks like this may be a good day after all. Next call was a payment, no biggie, just wanted to make sure they could get the fight so they make sure the account was current. the fourth call was the ONE!! That call open the portal to HELL!! Every damn call after that call was of some BS about a bills, about someone not showing up. about wrong orders entered, TV not working, Internet not working, the list goes on and on. I wasn't feeling well anyway. I still am carrying a little bit of that damn flu I had but not enough to keep me from working. One of the old people who just came back wanted to sit with me. I refused. I didn't feel good enough to have anyone sit with me. I just wanted the day to go by so I could try to go to Victors party, relax, eat, drink a little, enjoy Victor and other company and be talked about Monday morning. LOL! I left from work at 5pm being picked up by Jeff as I always am. I asked him if he were still going to Vic's gathering so I could have a ride (NOTE: I gave Jeff our car for his birthday in October that was not working).

Now mind you I just said I gave Jeff our SUV in October for his birthday, the car was not working and hadn't been for several months. We had taken it to the shop to get a smog check to get it registered. We did but they screw the car up while doing the smog check. The car passed and after that several times we would find ourselves back to the shop getting it repaired. Them finally telling us they don't know what was wrong with it. After they fucked it UP!!! We would have it repaired, it work for a month or less and we were back at the shop. After this going on 5 times Dee decided ENOUGH!! The car sit in the back of our apartment for months until Jeff wanted it. He, Jeff, felt he could get it repaired and have the luxury of not having a car note. We agreed and gave him the car as a birthday gift. He got it repaired and has been driving it ever since. He brings us and picks us up to and from work. (such a nice boy, granny loves him yes she does, YES SHES DOES). Now mind you he has had the car in the shop once since he repaired it the first time and he has only had it since October. Now the tags expired in October of this year. I have been urging Jeff to get them up dated under his name. "I will, I will" is always his response to my urges. Last night on the way home to get dressed and go to Victors, I decided to stop pick up a bottle of wine and gas up. Almost near home there is a liquor store we wanted to go too. We hit the corner to turn and Dee saw a police cruiser going the opposite way. The cruiser did a U turn, I don't think the U was for us but about 2 minutes later it was CLEAR as hell he was on OUR ASS. Jeff turned into the store parking lot quickly I guess trying to avoid the police seeing the expired license plates. Hmmm didn't happen, they had already seen it. We parked the car and then had them shine the light on us. We sit in the SUV like grammar school kids in the principal office awaiting the suspension. An Asian female police officer came to the car and requested Jeff's license, cough, an registration and PROVE of insurance of the vehicle. OMG!!! I quickly told her I had given Jeff the car for his birthday. It is STILL in my name, and NO officer there is no registration for the SUV, because it has been sitting around for almost a year until now. She walked away back to the cruiser. Here we GO!!! my first thought was they were going to take the SUV. I have seen it before, a friend of mine who had just got her car repaired and was leaving the car repair shop to go to dmv was stopped and had her car taken. The three of us sat there about 30 minutes, quiet, not really saying anything to each other. Then this nice looking black police officer came to Jeff side of the window and requested him to get out of the car. OH SHIT!! I started thinking, do I have to get out and start a Bonnie and Clyde thing. (JEFF WHAT DID YOU DO, WHO DID YOU BEAT THE HELL OUT OF?? TELL ME!! TELL ME!! TELL ME!!) Oh yeah, that's right, he is the good kid. A few moments later, Jeff came back to the car and showed us his ticket for the expired tags and no insurance. I breathed a sigh of relief but Jeff clearly was not in a good mood. I mean I wasn't either. BUT I was just happy the officers were nice enough to allow us to go on our way. Needless to say, we didn't get the wine for Vic and we went home. As we got in the house still quiet and a bit pissed. Jeff started to come back by talking about how cute the Asian female police officer was and how she must of looked at him and fell in love and told her partner just to let us go. We all laughed but clearly we knew we were in for the night. When Jeff talked about the police officer I thought about how earlier one of the guys at the job had said about how he would never date an Asian female and he is Filipino. WHO KNEW!! (the name of the guy has been withheld to protect him lol) I am still a bit pissed because I really wanted to go to Vic gathering. I am trying my best now to get out and do things other then just go home and relax. I love Christmas time and I enjoy sharing it with family and friends. Last night since we were going to HAVE to stay home all I wanted was to eat and go to bed. Dee and I took a shower, ordered out for me, him, Jeff, Donnie and my cousin Ron. We called labites and placed a take out order. Labites has several places you can get take out from, you order online from any restaurant you choose from any price range and they go and pick it up and bring it to you. (http://www.labites.com/) Our order came up to a tasteful $164.00 (see previous blog post ** BIG SMILE** ). The food wasn't even all that so that was another big disappointment. JUST NOT MY DAMN DAY! I went to sleep around 9:30 pm upset that I could not go to one of my friends parties, pissed the food I ordered was too expensive and not as good as it could be. Tired of having to be at a job that knows something is going on one day of the week and could give a good hot damn. Thus explains the reason I am up now and cant damn sleep.111

Anyway I am sure I will be posting later on today, I just honestly needed to vent some of that out. I would of wrote last night but just to go to sleep and forget the day. I am going to now watch one of the law and orders I had recorded on dvr. Dee has 2 tattoos to do this morning around 10am so I am sure that should be a story behind that.

BTW Labites restaurants usually has good food delivered. Not sure why this place was bad. I have eaten from there before and it was actually pretty good. It could of been the choice I made this time that lack taste.