Frustrating Friday

Ok, so this won’t be a regular feature ( I hope) but today was an almost entirely ugly day, so I am going to vent here for a bit. Let’s recap; (warning: mostly political, so if you don’t want to hear rants on immigration and the presidential campiagn, you may want to move on) I have been working A LOT more than usual outside of the home. And my messy house, frf6ji000–]j7yujhmygjk7 0157iyuhjnmj,i98ukhjmu8i9o8ikujk8ikjmnb lk,mn .lkjmn loik,ikm.oolik,o.ik,ool.uyuoplhnffrrrrrrrrqss1111222

(that was AG and Em’s contribution)

fridge full of rotting produce and kids clingyness are testaments to that fact. Thankfully things should be settling (whatever that means) down this next week. Anyway. I haven’t seen a few of my girlfriends for a while, and was thinking of arranging a couples date or a girls night with them. T stops by on Monday to deliver bday gifts for AG and me, and I find out she has had couples/girls night with J without me. Then she gives me a cute, but NOT my style, where-in-the-heck-will-i-put-this gift. sigh. THEN, on top of it, in a phone call yesterday I find out she and J have done something AGAIN without me. I feel so left out. I realize J is single-ish and T is divorced (so w/out kids 1/2 the time) but still, I would have appreciated a phone call). Pity party of one, your table is ready.

Last week I had to go to Ikea, and after returning, ordering and shopping with 2 kids, we were DONE. Stopped at McD’s (so I give me kids fast food now and then, all right??). The girl at the 2nd window gestured and sputterd “You park” *smile*, obviously no habla ingles. We waited for TEN minutes and I pulled back around, and redid the whole thing. I was SO mad. Why in the world would you put someone who can not speak the language of the country she is living in be working with the public?? She seemed very sweet, and I am glad she is working and not sitting at home, collecting govt. handouts, but the fact that I couldn’t even complete a simple transaction at a fast food resturant was totally infuriating. Then today, I took AG to her cardiologist and there was a nice family with two small boys in the waiting room. Our kids started to play together, but it was soon clear they did not speak English. My children and I were not given the opportunity to fully interact with this family because of this barrier. It made me very sad. It reminded me of when I was in the hospital with AG and the bed next to us was occupied by a young girl whos family spoke only spanish. She hadn seizures and a host of other problems which would be very frightening for anyone to watch. Translators were not available 24/7 so I witnessed the doctors and nurses struggling to keep the family up to date on what was going on. Everyone invloved was frustrated. Again, I was angry and sad. Too bad our government doesn’t see it as a benefit that everyone here speak a common language.

Dont’ get me started on the financial crisis and the presidential nominees. Let’s just say that watching the debate only confirmed my desire to vote third party. Living in CA gives me the freedom to do that, I guess, as my vote won’t really count anyway.

I’ll end this on a positive note. At AG’s visit today, I learned her tumors still are not shrinking, but the drs want to test how she can handle no meds. I am going to stop one and use a Holter monitor in a few day, and then in 6 weeks stop giving the amiadarone and follow up with a dr. visit after that. If all goes well, she will be OK, and they can submit her case for medical review. She’ll be famous!

Wow. I didn’t even get to half of the frustrations, but venting and wine has helped…

Lightness, shopping, cooking and decorating tomorrow, I promise.

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