“Welcome to The Box!”

“Oh nice, he’s a smart ass!” I thought, as I ordered breakfast.  I’m talking about Jack In The Box in case you haven’t yet figured that out.

I ordered a biscuit meal without meat, with coffee, and 2 Breakfast Jacks no ham for Kalayah and Austin.  The girl in drive thru was pretty nice, she’s been kinda iffy before when I’ve gone through.  Meanwhile, the manager dude was all sorts of happy go lucky and maybe a little pompous.  He wasn’t rude, but I could tell that he thought he was pretty freakin’ cool, which who knows, he might be.  I mean, he did call the place, “The Box.”

So long story short, we came home and I gave the kids their food, they know to check and make sure there’s no ham before they take a bite, and there wasn’t so they started scarfing away.  I opened mine to find that they gave me sausage, but no egg.  “Awww shit.  That sucks.”  So I called dude, happy go lucky, pompous, manager guy.  This is how he answered the phone and I shit you not:

“This is Mike, what’s your beef?”

I was so taken aback that I think I even laughed before I complained.  After I told him what was up, he’s all…”Yeah, well that sucks.”

Yeah, “It does suck, cuz I can’t eat it.”

He says, “I know.”

“Umm…”

He says, “Well if you’d like to come back I can replace it for you.”

“I can’t come back now.”

And you know the rest, they get your name and then you forget you had a freebie comin’. hahaha

So, for you Manager Mike, I wanted to let you know that you started my morning off just right.  Thanks for the laugh before you fucked up my order and thanks for kinda being a little bit of a dick.  Not enough that I dislike you, just enough to make me want to go back and see if you’re still so shittin’ happy.

“Welcome to The Box, My name is Mike, I’m the awesomely rad manager…by the way, I think I’m HILARIOUS!”

 

Ok, So I Was Mindin’ My Own Business…

taking pictures of the water. I was keeping an eye on the tide since it was coming pretty close to my feet. I was about to take a picture when I saw the water coming in fast so I turned to run away. I totally burned out, landed on my left side, and got soaked. Shea was laughing her ass off, Kalayah was screaming, Austin was staring and Claude was 100% oblivious. You should have seen his face when he turned and saw me just chillin’ on the sand in the surf. It was pretty hot.

All I did was lay there and laugh; holding my camera up in the air saying “I saved the camera, I SAVED IT!” Claude motioned that I’d better get my ass up before I got soaked again, so I slothfully hoisted my ass outta there. It was so funny! There was even a couple of people back behind us that were taking pictures of the beach….I wonder if she snapped any of my great fall! LOL!

I had my remote in my left pocket, and it’s fine. I didn’t crush my beachy treasures either. My cell phone was in my right hand pocket and it didn’t get wet so that’s awesome.

Good times yo.

 

Walkin’ On, Walkin’ On Broken Glass

Last night Claude and I went up to bed just after midnight. We were talking about work and band and just general stuff. I couldn’t get comfortable and as I was moving around I heard a “tink tink” noise outside and figured that Eric (our neighbor) was just getting home and was dinking around in his car. We laid there talking for about 10 minutes then started drifting off to sleep.

All of a sudden a horn was honking. Honk. Honk. Honk.

Me: “Is that SERIOUSLY your car alarm?” “Fuck!” As I look on the window, seeing nothing but his car with the lights flashing.

“Go turn it off fershitsake, we’re gonna have the whole neighborhood pissed off at us!!!”

Claude: “Hell no, I’m calling the cops!”

So he called the cops, we made our way downstairs, got our shoes on and went outside to investigate. That “tink tink” was someone busting his rear window on the drivers side. The entire window was shattered. There was glass inside and outside. They were after the woofer and most likely the amp too. Thankfully the woofer was too big to fit through the window so when they tried to open the door the alarm activated.

So now, I get to find someone to do an estimate and figure out whether or not it’s worth it to pay a $500 deductible to get the bitch fixed! I’m sure it will cost more than that….everything is so damn expensive these days.

I’m sure that the car or two that drove by after Claude moved the car and saw me sweeping the driveway at 1a.m. by the light of the headlights of my van…..thought I was bat shit crazy.

Little do they know, I am!

 

Please Deposit 25 Cents!

I was sitting on my butt minding my own business…

Austin had a quarter, I took it from him and put it on the table next to me. A few minutes later Kalayah wanted to change the channel, so she grabbed the remote (that was also on the table) and apparently grabbed the quarter too.

They were dinkin’ around on the couch and on the floor when all of a sudden Kalayah is jumping up and down and clutching her throat screaming “MOM, I JUST SWALLOWED A QUARTER, IT’S IN MY THROAT AND IT HURTS, IT HURTS REALLY REALLY BAD….I CAN’T SWALLOW, IT HURTS IN MY BACK…WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

My response? “Well clearly you’re ok if you’re screaming at me, calm down for a second so I can talk to you!”

“BUT IT HURTS!”

“I know, but you’re talking so that means its not stuck the wrong way, are you SURE it was a quarter?”

“YES!”

“Was it……(looking at the table), yeah, I guess it was. You took the quarter that was sitting here didn’t you?!”

“Yes.”

I dug through my purse, found a quarter and held it up….”This?”

“Yes.”

Holding up a penny, nickel and a dime…..”Not one of these?”

“No.”

So I called Claude and told him that Kalayah thought it would be a great idea to swallow a quarter and he said get to the E.R..

So off we went.

We signed in at 11:04, the kids played around in the kids area, watched tv, jumped around, made noise and pretty much drove me insane. They took her back for an x-ray around noon and then we sat in the waiting room some more. Everyone in the room got to listen to 1 guy barf every 5 minutes….I dunno what that was about but he sure looked like shit. His girlfriend/wife said “I think he gave himself alcohol poisoning.” to some guy also waiting…. “He normally only drinks 3-4 beers a night, but last night he drank EIGHT!” The guy giggled and responded “You won’t get alcohol poisoning from 8 beers, it’d take a lot more than that to give him alcohol poisoning!” Dude was in the bathroom yacking, so she had uninterrupted time to discuss his drinking habits with a stranger.

So yeah, basically we sat in the waiting room for 3 hours and waited 20 minutes for the doctor to come in and tell us that she’d crap it out in 2-3 days. Also, “Maybe you’ll poop out two dimes and a nickel, and make change!”

She didn’t get it, but I laughed.

So now when she has to go to the bathroom she FREAKS out that it’s gonna be the big one!

Kids….I tell yah.

 

Exhausted

Maybe all the excitement of last week has caught up with me or maybe I’m just really sleep deprived, but I am wiped the hell out. Mental exhaustion could be the culprit, but I’m physically gone too….trying to walk around the store this morning was hard enough, then I had to stay at school with Kalayah and be snack parent. Now I can’t stop yawning and my eyes are watering like crazy. I haven’t done my 365 picture for today yet and I know if I go and take a shower like I want to, that I won’t want to take a picture afterwards.

Such a dilemma I tell you.

I’m not sure if it’s due to how tired I am or what, but the kids are 110% annoying today. I don’t think Kalayah has stopped talking for more than 10 seconds ALL DAY!

As always, the laundry is sitting unfinished, the floor needs to be swept and mopped and I need to vacuum again. This mom job sure is a pain in my ass. (bitch bitch bitch) I finally scheduled Austins dentist appointment and ye good ole yearly exam today. Such excitement here in our household.

Oh speaking of excitement, Wal-Mart just called and my pictures I ordered online are done! YAY!!!!!

I’m gonna go pick em up, I’m come back and bitch either later or another day. Don’t you worry! hahaha

 

I Can Breathe…

HERE WE ARE!!!

Wow, what a day it’s been, I can honestly this is one of the biggest things I’ve done lately.

I went to the wrong apartment first…..so I had to call him and find out which apartment to go to!

He saw Austin first and said “Hi Austin! Come on it!” So he did, and I followed and we hugged and said our “Hi! How are you?” and then we both gasped a sigh of relief.

We looked at some pictures from when he was growing up and of my uncles and grandma and I showed him the book and he told me how much I look like my mom.

He apologized for not contacting me over the years but he’s so thankful and happy that I finally made the decision to contact him.

Oh…and he has blue eyes…which I knew, but you didn’t. =]

It was an excellent day and I’m so happy you guys, I can’t even describe the feeling!

 

Nervous, Excited and ALL of the Above!

Today is the big day you guys….I’m semi freaking out. I never told you about the phone conversation I had with my dad the other day…

Here are a few highlights…

1. “Hi, is this Kevin?”
Yes it is.
“Hi! This is Tirzah!”
HI HUNNY!!!!! How ARE you?

2. He told me that he knew I was around 29 or 30 and that every November he’d say Happy Birthday to me….even if it was just to himself.

3. He said that he thought about me all the time and wanted to contact my parents, but was afraid of stepping on anyones toes. I told him the same. I told him how when we get a new phone book, I’d always look him up to see if I could find him in order to comtemplate contacting him.

4. I have 2 half brothers, ages 18 and 20. =] =]

5. He lives in the same apartment building as Claudes mom. HILARIOUS!

I’m going to meet him today after I drop Kalayah off at school…I’m nervous, excited and ALL of the above! I’m going to take the book I made with me so he can look at pictures and I might end up just giving it to him.

I have so much to get done before I can leave the house….I have to keep my mind occupied before I have a damn nervous breakdown. Expect a follow up either today or tomorrow!

Wish me lotsa luck! =]

 

Step 2: The Response

 

It’s Time.

March 31, 2008

First of all, let me say that if you aren’t the same “insert real dads name here” that grew up around here and “city” with “my mom and her friends name” then don’t bother reading on, it won’t make any sense!

Well…

I’m not really all that sure how to say who I am, but I know you at least know of me.  My name is Tirzah; I’m a wife, mother, granddaughter, and also a daughter, your daughter.

I’ve been debating either calling you or writing you a letter for the longest time, but up until right now I’ve finally decided that there’s no sense in waiting it out any longer.  I can’t foresee waiting and wondering and then having something unexpected happen and never having the chance to let you know that I’m out here, that I’m willing and that I’m open to a relationship if you are equally willing.

I’ve been married for 10 years to my husband Claude and we have three beautiful kids together, two girls and a boy.  They are 7, 4 and 2 respectively, and they give me the most joy and the most anger I’ve experienced in my life so far!

I don’t want to force anything on you, I just want you to know that I’m around if you ever feel like meeting, talking or just writing a letter.  My parents know that I’ve been considering contacting you and they are ok with that….in fact they offered to help me find you but for now I don’t think I need their help.  I’ve thought about the kind of person that I am, and where some of my personality might have come from.

I’m eager, nervous and hopeful all at the same time.  I don’t have any real expectations for where this will go; I just needed to finally do something so I know I’ve taken a step toward satisfying my curiosity.

Sincerely;

 

Tirzah Taylor

 

Come And Knock On Our Door…

Saturday morning Heather (from Canada who drove 7 hours) showed up at my front door! It was unexpected yet greatly loved. Within the first hour of meeting her, she got to meet my parents during breakfast at Denny’s. She witnessed tacky waitressing, kids with attitudes and my dad telling Claude to stop whining!Next we headed back home until we left for my cousin Keri’s baby shower in Central Park. There she got to meet even more family, most of which I didn’t know myself. There was food, games and cake….we were happy. (Mmmm sammiches. Hahaha!)

On the drive home we decided it would be fun to drive to the beach. Claude didn’t want to sit home with the kids, so we all piled into the car and headed to Ocean Shores. She didn’t hesitate to take her shoes off and roll up her pant legs and head to the water, Kalayah followed, then Austin. We took a bunch of picture, Heather stole my battery so she could take a bunch of pictures. I understand though, since it’s not as if she lives here and can go to the beach anytime she wants.

Awww, aren’t we cute? I wish she could have stayed longer, maybe for the weekend. Until next time, I love you Heather!