The look of death.

Oh man, if looks could kill…

So remember the little tiff with my neighbor 3 weeks ago?  I took the advice of the officers who responded and filed a TRO.  The TRO was granted and our court appearance was scheduled for this past Monday.  I was fidgety and anxious.  The Radicals haven’t been out to play since the incident and I just wanted this to be over with so the Radicals and I could go back to living our normal life.

So, court is in session and Radical #2 decided he wanted to roam around and loudly object (haha, no pun intended) when I tried my hardest to calmly refrain him and I instantly got hot flashes.  Yes, I wanted to focus on what the judge was saying but I had a 2 year old to deal with so my focus wasn’t really there until he said those dreaded words…

“I am ordering mediation.”   

And that’s when I gave that judge the look of death.  

This was literally my facial expression!

Oh boy, I didn’t see that coming.  Was he kidding?  Mediation?  For what?  Can’t he just grant it (or not grant it) and call it a day? 

Nope.  We will do mediation, become BFFs, and all will be well in the world.

The neighbor objected and said he tried mediation 11 years ago with the Mister’s mom and it didn’t work.  Well, this moment is not 11 years ago and I am not the Mister’s mom but I also feel that this is not going to solve anything.

I say that because we’ve called truce 3 times and he’s never stuck to it.  It’s always something with him.  This guy is not capable of talking in a civilized manner.  He and his wifemom are the ones who started yelling.  And in the past they never talked, they yelled.  Yes, I could have kept my temper in check but that’s beside the point.  If you approach someone in a hostile manner, what do you expect their response to be?  A happy and cheery one?

He also changes his attitude when there are others around.  When the police come, he’s always different person.  When we would see them in public, they were civil.  But as soon as it’s just us, the ugly comes out.  I have never once approached them or made trouble during the 7 years I’ve lived here.  When he would burn his tar or whatever it was and the smell would blow directly into my house, did I ever say anything to him?  No, no I did not.  When he would loudly rev his truck engine early in the morning or late at night, did I ever approach him?  Again, no I did not.  Why?  Because I felt like it was a waste of my time and its little things that I could shrug off.  If he did those things all day, every day then maybe I would say something.  But I would be civil about it because we are neighbors and neighbors are supposed to be friendly.  Right? 

If we do mediation, would they be able to guarantee that the nonsense would stop?

Another thing I’m being stubborn about it is the Radicals.  I feel that I shouldn’t be dragging them through this but since we have no friends or family to watch them, I have no other choice.  My mom said she would make the drive over to watch them but that’s 2.5 hours each way and not to mention, she’d be taking off of work.  I get where she’s coming from but that’s insane.  I have to rearrange my life and my parent’s life to mediate with a crazy person.  It’s like talking to a wall with him.  If anybody needs mediation, it’s him and his multiple personalities.

So.  I will keep you updated on how the mediation goes.

Jenn.

The 411

Happy Tuesday!  I was going to tell you what happened yesterday but this link-up sounds more fun.  I’m linking up with Becky at From Mrs. toMama today and sharing a little about me.

1)    How long have you been blogging?  And what got you started on blogging?  How has your blog changed?  I’ve been blogging for a year.  I was reading a dear friend’s blog one day and I clicked on another blogger that she follows, and from there I found all these others blogs.  It looked like fun and from there The Jenn Diaries was born.  At first I was hesitant on what content to share but now I feel that I’m more open now.

2)    Did you go to college?  If so where, and what did you study?  I went to college a couple years after graduating high school but dropped out because I was overwhelmed with work.  I ‘m currently attending the University of Phoenix online studying accounting.

3)    Where have you traveled?  I’ve been to Canada for a conference while I was in high school and to California with the BFF.  Other than that, island hopping is what we do.

4)    If you won the lottery, what would be the first thing you buy?  I would pay off my debts and set aside a “cushion.”  Then I’d buy a haircut that is way overdue.

5)    What are your 3 biggest pet peeves?  People who don’t have manners, people who assume that being a SAHM means having tons of free time and the easiest job in the world, and people who have “crab syndrome.”  

6)    What is your favorite movie?  Beauty and the Beast.  That counts as a movie, right?

7)    What is your drink of choice; wine, beer, or liquior.  Or water, soda, tea?  Wine-Moscato but since I’m growing a human, sweet tea or ice cold water.

8)    What is something you enjoy to do when you have me time?  I don’t live close to family or friends and the Mister is always working or fishing so ‘me’ time is pretty much non-existent right now.  But if I have 15 or 20 minutes to spare, taking a shower in peace or sitting in complete silence is awesome!

9)    If you could have a $10,000 shopping spree to one store, which store would it be?  Just one store?!  Hmmm, I’d pick Target.

10) Share with us an embarrassing moment of your past?  Or present.  When the Mister and I was first dating…it was a typical “let’s go to the bar” night and apparently I drank way too much.  I woke up the next morning with no recollection of the night and I guess as he was trying to be all lovey-dovey-kissy-touchy, I decided to have a throw-up session.  He told me about it that morning and I thought for sure he would never call again.  But I thought wrong because here we are 8 years later.

11) What day would you love to relive again?  The days my Radicals embraced the world with their presence.

12) If your life was turned into a movie, what actress would you play?  Um, I don’t have an answer to this.  I guess I would play me…a day in the life of Jenn.

13) What are the jobs you had in high school/college/the early years?  I was one of my mom’s slaves in her flower shop.  Retail at Kona Confections, Joy’s Aloha Wear, and Corners of the Pacific on the “Boardwalk.”  Funny story: I would work the morning shift at Joy’s Aloha Wear and then the night shift at Corner’s of the Pacific which happens to be next to each other.  Customers would come in, do a double take, and ask me “didn’t I just see you next door this morning?”  Why yes, yes you did.  I also worked at Bank of Hawaii and HFS Federal Credit Union.

14) Show us a picture from high school or college.

this is very old school, like 11 years ago, old school.

5) If you could travel anywhere in the world, all expenses paid, where would you go?  New York for the Macy’s Day Parade.

16) Show us the most current picture of you, your family, or anything of meaning to you.

Photo by Connie, www.islandbuzzy.com

7) Where do you see your life 5 years from now?  Back to work, married, and settled in a place of our own (preferably in Kona).    

That was fun and now you know just a little more.  Anything else you want to know, ask away.  I’ll be back tomorrow with something; I just don’t know what yet.  I’ve got lots of things swirling around this ‘ol brain of mine.

Until then,

Jenn.

12 weeks :: Pickles, nausea, & brain farts

Hi-dee-ho, friends!  I’m such a liar.  Or a procrastinator.  Or let’s just be honest here…I’m lazy.  I said last week that I’d see you next week which happens to be this week and well, the week is almost done and only now I’m checking in.

Okay, that long, run-on, no sense making sentence should prompt you that I’m not in the right frame of mind….but…

I’m sort of making an effort to do my bump updates.  It ain’t the best but I’m trying.

` I’m at 12 weeks.  Baby is the size of a lime.  Could that be why I’ve been such a sour puss lately?  Bwahahaha!  I crack myself up!  Anyhoo, I’m still uncomfortable with taking pictures of myself so I found this picture for you.  You're welcome.

 

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` I lost 4 pounds.  What?  Where?  In my big toe?

` I got to listen to baby’s heartbeat on Tuesday!  According to the doc, baby was very active!

` I’m what I would call “good for nothing.”  Wait a minute…I feed and bathe the Radicals but that is all.  Other than that, I really am good for nothing.  It could be because I’m lazy and tired and everything I do makes my body ache like I just ran some marathon or worked out like a mad woman.  I’m so lazy that I can’t plug my camera into my computer to show you pictures of our family day we had last Sunday.  We went on the boat and took the Radicals fishing which brings me to my next point of being good for nothing…

` I’m nauseated.  All.day.long.  And while on the boat, I, the person who never gets sea sick, was sick as a dog.  So yeah, nauseated all day, every day.  That must be my bachi (sp?) aka karma for not having sympathy for people who tell me they’ve had morning sickness that lasted all day.  It’s not like I was all “suck it up!”  I just never understood.  Well now I understand completely.  It sucks.

` The nausea (and all the other different things) are making me think that this is going to be a girl.  Oh please, please, please be a girl.  Gunfunit (aka gosh darn it)!  This waiting is making me crazy anxious.

` I’m obsessed with pickles.  What the what?  I hate pickles and I always thought pregnant people were crazy for being obsessed with pickles!  I never understood!  Ah, bachi again…

` I’m also eating fruits and soup and veggie sandwiches. 

` I’m done with soda.

` I’ve slowed down on the candy and coffee…that is a shocker!

Those last 4?  Those are the other changes I’m talking about.  When I was preggers with the Radicals, I ate crap food every day all day.  Coffee, candy, and soda were my go-to, make me feel better things.  I was a very unhealthy eater and I drank way too much caffeine.  I was talking with my girlfriend last week telling her of all these changes.  I also told her that I was very proud of myself for cutting back on my coffee and she was all “what, you drank coffee while preggers?”  And I was all “yep, all day every day.” And she was all “wow, now I can see why your kids are the way they are!”

Oh, and I opted for a blueberry dream instead of Starbucks on Tuesday.  That’s another shocker!  Like who are you and where do you come from?!  No Starbucks?  That’s saying something a lot.  I realize that wasn’t the best choice for a fruit smoothie but it was better than a venti caramel frappuccino.  Times 2.

Oh, and I’ve been going back and forth regarding my major.  Why all of a sudden am I indecisive?  I’m studying accounting but now I’m thinking public relations.  Uh huh….me, the person who has become socially awkward since I moved here plus my “good for nothing” thing going on.  Sure Jenn.  It could be the hormones thinking.

Oh, aannnnnd! I promise this is the last of the “oh, ands”.  The Mister’s dad is visiting from O’ahu.  I stole some pictures of the Radicals from him and look at how small they were.  And look!  Radical #2 was bald!  That is so hard to picture now that he has a crazy afro-puff going on.

Okay, so it took me 3 hours to write this post.  Between the Radicals needing something and my brain farts, I hope I didn’t bore you.  I ain’t promising anything but I’ll try my hardest to get it together because I have lots to tell you.  But until then, wishing you a happy Thursday.  Or what’s left of it.

Peace out!

 Jenn.

Oh, hey there!

We’re in July!?!  Gosh, when did that happen?  That means the year is now going to fly past us and by the time you know it, we will be celebrating Thanksgiving, Christmas, and a New Year.  Did I just get a little too ahead of myself?

I was supposed to post this on Monday but I’ve been….tired and uneasy and emotional.  This past week has been a whacko one.  From last Friday’s episode to spending 3 hours back and forth from the courthouse to the police station to living like hermits because I’m trying to avoid another confrontation from the neighbor.  Speaking of the neighbor…

I want to apologize for Friday’s negativity.  I realize now that I could have handled it in a different, more civilized manner but man does that guy know how to get me to my boiling point.  I realize that by me blowing up, did not help the situation.  I let him get to me and I let my emotions bring out my ugly side; a side that I am not proud of.  I let him win by showing him that I let his shenanigans get to me.  I also re-learned to not write a post (or anything) when I’m angry.  Or if I do, I should let it sit for maybe a day and then come back to it when I’m calm.  Okay, moving on…

I can’t believe I’ve been blogging for one year!  Does that mean it’s my blogiversary?  Does that mean I get to eat cake?  As I was going through my past posts, I realized that most times I sounded like a complete nut-job.  I know I could have posted more but they ain’t lying when they say blogging is time consuming.  And besides, I was a baby fish just learning to swim in Blogland.  Baby steps.  During the past year I learned a lot, grew as a person, been part of an awesome community, met stalked some fantastic people, and met some new friends.  Okay, maybe to me they are “friends” but they may have a different opinion…haha!  So thank you thank you Blogland for keeping me sane, making me laugh out loud, and slowly yanking me out of my comfort zone.  Thank you to all my Lovelies and for you others who read my ramblings.  And to those who get a kick out of reading.

And lastly, a baby bump update with zero pictures.  Oh come on, I feel very awkward taking pictures of myself.  Give me some time…

`I’m at 11 weeks. 

`Baby is the size of a fig.

`I’m glad to welcome back home cooking.  It no longer “tastes like chemicals.”  Did I forget to mention the chemical thing last week?

`I’ve been having some really bizarre dreams.

`I’m really tired.  Lazy.  Exhausted.

`Very sensitive and emotional.  You can’t say anything to me without me picking it apart and over-analyzing.

`You can now trust me with your Cookies & Cream.  I’ve moved on to fudge bars.

`Intimacy has taken a turn for the better.  TMI?  Sorry.  But that is how I got to growing a human.

That’s all for now, Lovelies!  I’m slowly getting out of this funk so I’ll be back next week!

Oh wait one more thing!  What’s up with this ugly, rainy, windy weather?  I thought it was supposed to be summer?!?  Okay, that is all.  Promise.

Jenn.