I wrote a past entry about it with details but in short they were married a month and she got knocked up by another guy but Randy didn’t show up to court while he was in the halfway house 3 hours away so he got a ruling against him and it didn’t get terminated for almost 2 years at $75/week. He now owes about $300 to her and then that will be done. I can file an injured spouse form but like we both said, why? They’ll just take it next year from his portion and it’s better for both of us to just let this finish itself out and put her in the past completely. Karma will bite her in the ass in the future. He fully admits she was his biggest mistake, even moreso than him going to prison. I keep telling myself that she may have taken his money but we have each other, our beautiful daughter, and money will continue to come in our direction from his hard earned paychecks.

On the other note here, this means we are now stuck here a bit longer than we anticipated. We owe my parents for our vehicle and then we have to save up to move out again, which gets rather pricey as many may know. *sigh* Being grown up is definitely no fun.

Well Randy and I have had a few minor issues with our car for awhile but nothing that made it un-drivable, until a slip on slush had our ass end hit a curb at less than 5mph. Our unibody was so weak that it is now bent, aka, shot. So we began the hunt for a new vehicle. We surfed Craigslist for an hour or so and Randy called one and said I think I found one. We made arrangements to have his mom take us down (75 miles one way!) and made absolute certain we had all the stuff to transfer our current registration over so we could drive back. After the DMV we were the happy owners of a 1996 Chevy Blazer. About 10 miles down the road 1 of the brake lines blew due to it sitting for awhile and the pressure so it was ever so fun driving back with only front brakes, I tell ya. When all was said and done though we did make it back in 1 piece and now it is sitting in my driveway. Randy will be replacing the brake line tomorrow after work since he’s running on no sleep and needs rest before his shift tonight. It has a remote starter and brand new tires on it (less than 300 miles) and routine maintenance. We only paid $1,000 for it as well.

Gracie had her 4 month appointment tomorrow as well. She got her shots again and cried for all of 30 seconds. As soon as I handed her to daddy she was content. She is 24 inches long and weighs 13lb13oz. The doctor LOVED my cloth diapers. He had me show him how to use them (inserts in pockets) and then said he liked them and they were much better than disposables against the skin. Here is a picture I just took of her. My flash on my camera doesn’t work anymore (idk why) but it’s why pictures are few and far between now.

Oh yeah. I’ve tlaked about it on message boards and twitter but we have to be out of our apartment. We got a 30 day notice on December 30th. I guess the owner of the house wants to renovate or something. Our “landlord” is just the property manager. They have other properties but they’re out of the county and too far from both his work and our families. We don’t have the option of leaving the county. She assured us we have done nothing wrong and she was really apologetic but now we are in a bit of a rut trying to come up with security + first month rent for a new place PLUS finding somewhere that allows Colby who is 55lbs of lazy before February 1st. Moving isn’t an issue b/c we both have a nice network of family/friends with trucks and manpower but still. *sigh* We’re tying to band together and not stress which causes fights. If it comes down to it, we could always go to 1 of our parents’ houses but they barely have room for themselves, let alone 3 extra people. We’ll just take it day by day though. It’s all we can do, right?

On the ick note, Randy finally got the support paperwork that states he has to pay $7,200 or something similar for spousal support to his ex wife. It’s at my parent’s house but we’re going to get it this weekend when we go over. We will be sending the absolute minimum possible per week, especially considering circumstances. It’s a messed up situation all over that never should’ve even occurred but NY is stupid like that. We have each other and our daughter. That’s something she can never have influence over.

So onto bigger and better things. Pictures are Monday at 3:30. Depending on sitting fee costs, I may consider family portraits if possible but who knows. I’ve never had professional pictures done before and they’re mad expensive from what I’ve seen. We have her little dress all picked out and everything. Winter has finally hit and I am NOT enjoying it. It’s cold, it’s wet, it’s windy/rainy/snowy. Welcome to December.

Here is a video of Gracie talking for a full 30 seconds. She was sitting on the couch, toppled over, and this is what she had to say about the whole thing.

I scheduled Gracie’s Christmas pictures for The 14th of Dec I think. We were going to do family pictures but the coupon allows 1 subject and we’re tight on money right now so I’d rather get hers and wait on the family pics. Speaking of money tightness, Randy’s hours are cut at work. He went from 6 days a week with mostly 12.5 hour shifts to this week he worked 4 days of 8 hour shifts. *whine* The only reason is because the cool whip department is down for 3-5 weeks so people in that department are coming to lunch-ables if they don’t want to be laid off so less work to do. They also have one of their lines down so that further limits hours. Next month should be a lot better. We did get a Christmas package from the company though which had a lot of meat, a Digiornio pizza, and 12 huge containers of cool whip. Anyone need some? LOL. For the record, he works at the Kraft factory doing both lunch-able placing and sanitation depending on the day.

It’s very quiet in my house right now. Gracie is sleeping, Colby is too, and Randy is at work. His hours are now from 10pm until 10:30am as opposed to 6:30pm until 6:30am. I’m not sure how I feel about it quite yet. On the positive note at least when I pick him up it’s light out. Breast feeding is still going although not exclusively and I can deal with that. I’m not stressing, she’s much happier, and her digestive system is back in check where it should be. I’m still waiting on my moby to get here so I can finally try it out annnnnd I’ve been buying a new diaper or 2 every week so my cloth stash is building up quite quickly. I think this excites me more than it should.

Wow. I have a boring life lately. I don’t expect it to get more exciting anytime soon. My current anticipation is Call of Duty World at War 2 and Randy having veteran’s day off.

Then I get a letter from the IRS saying my 2007 return was off because my income was higher than I reported. Apparently when I totalled my car and the bank forgave the loan due to gap coverage, that should’ve been counted as income but I was never made aware of this. I never received paperwork from the bank, IRS, or any one stating how much of the debt was forgiven so I couldn’t report it. As a result, I owe them $455. Randy and I are going to let them take it out of our 2009 return since we are getting a refund this year anyways but URGH. It’s annoying.

Then today my mom says I received a certified letter from my old insurance company stating that in my accident in June of 2007, the injuries possibly exceeded the bodily injury limits of my policy (Which were $25,000/person and $50,000/total). I hit a car from the rear end when I came over a hill and didn’t brake fast enough. Both vehicles were totalled and I was ruled at fault obviously and insurance paid the costs of the vehicles and I’m wondering WHY I was just made aware of this 2 1/2 years later? In the letter it states I have the possibility of hiring an attorney as well. I called the insurance agent and she hasn’t returned my call yet. UGH. I’m frustrated. I find it hard to believe the injuries exceeded $50,000 and considering i have no assets it’s not going to be feasible to try to get anything from me either. I’m really not in the mood to deal with all of this crap.

I keep wondering what is next? I hope that the 3 rule applies here. I need a break from these sudden financial hits.

Once I got there I broke down crying again because it stung SO badly. Concrete brush burn is a bitch. It’s also swollen. I whined the whole trip home and had help up the steps. Thankfully my pants protected it from getting any dirt inside it so I skipped the peroxide. I might have screamed bloody murder if anything touched it. It’s feeling much better after sleeping all day though. A shower stung a bit but I’m tolerating it now and the sweling has gone down. I’m just glad I didn’t have Gracie because I probably would’ve been injured more holding her close and not catching the rest of my body with my hands.

I have no idea how I made it through labor. I’m such a wuss.

Colby is also doing very well. His stitches came out and he’s got his cast on for another 5 weeks but you’d never even know he had one on. On a horrible note, my dog Shadow which resided at my parent’s house broke his cable and was hit and killed in the road on Saturday night. My dad found him the next morning in a ditch with fiberglass in his neck. I got him at 15, 7 years ago. Poor Shadow, I guess Layla was walking around whining because she’s never known life without him.

Otherwise life is pretty much the daily grind. I get up, take care of Gracie and the house, drive Randy to work/pick him up, rinse and repeat. At the moment though I’m getting ready to eat dinner and do ChaCha. Bills still need to get paid although I’d be ready for a nap right about now. What a boring entry. My life is lame.

On the TMI note though, Randy and I were messing around earlier and since I hadn’t leaked b00b juice I figured my supply was dried up due to pumping less frequently. He found out that I still produce quite a bit… and proceeded not to mention it until AFTER the fact. He said the taste is “not exactly my cup of tea”. I’m amused.

I got weighed today at WIC and I am at 287. I was 316 before I delivered. Is anyone calculating here? I lost 29lbs in 2 weeks. That is freakin AWESOME for me. I was 290 when I got the positive pregnancy test. I’m proud and can’t wait to pull out my tote of “clothes I stored away when I was pregnant and depressed about only fitting into PJs and sweats”. Those are getting dug out Saturday. I also am going to buy a new pair of jeans from LB probably to celebrate. I have a ton of weight to lose still obviously but it’s good to know everything I gained was baby.

I’ve been doing much better since the initial depression I suffered when I first came home. I will admit I hit a very low point where I wanted nothing to do with her or anybody. It felt awful to admit to anyone but I’ve adjusted a bit more to the routine of things. Randy had court today for his last ticket he obtained before going to prison. Altogether with his 3 tickets (2 driving w/o a license, 1 DWI) the fines we have left to pay are $860 but that’s not bad at all for the charges he’s got. Hopefully he will have his license back around Jan/Feb so I can stop being a taxi. I also don’t fancy the idea of taking a newborn out every day 2x a day in the winter.

Colby is doing very well. His swelling went down, the bullets are lead but unless they’re in his intestines they’re not damaging, and his broken foot is in a splint for 6 weeks. He’s a good little hopper and can even take the stairs but jumping onto the bed is a task he likes to whine as us for. His 55lb butt is not fun to lift, let me tell you.

My birthday was Sunday. I didn’t do anything. I got $20 from my grandma and my mom watched Gracie overnight and all day Saturday which was a good enough present for me. Randy said he didn’t know what to get me and this week money was tight due to Colby so in a week or so I’m hitting up Newegg and spoiling myself with either a new HD or a 23 inch flat panel. My 19 inch isn’t cutting it so much anymore.

It seems like the blogging world has been quiet lately, what’s going on new with anybody?