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I've opened this a hundred times since my last post, but I've closed it each time not knowing what to say. I hate when i get "blocked" like this. However, I've been nudged to blog so I'm going to do it :)

Where to start ... lets see. It's now Sunday night at 10:30 and I just ate my first "meal" since friday evening. When I say meal, i really just mean I had a cheese stick and some pretzels. What a weekend it's been. Friday night I went out to dinner at Lonestar with Stacie and Saige (as a belated birthday present for Stacie's birthday, which was Monday). After dinner all was well until around 11:00. I was laying in bed reading a book and my stomach started feeling very uncomfortable. Uncomfortable quickly changed to crampy, which quickly changed to feeling beyond sick. I spent the next 10 hours in the bathroom getting sick. When i say sick, I mean I just couldn't stop. It got so bad that I was dry heaving because I had nothing left to throw up but my body still felt like it needed to take that action. It was a terrible night. I was chalking it up to being sick from the steak I ate at dinner, but then a parent from work commented on my facebook telling me that her daughter started throwing up around 9:00 that same night. That same little girl insisted on giving me "goodbye kisses" before i left work that night (she's 2, love her), so thats obviously where it came from, because her mom ended up with the same thing the next day. Apparently Stacie ended up sick at 5:30 am saturday with the same thing, so we're figuring she got it from the little girl she carries around a lot at work who had it on thursday, because her father is sick today (co-worker). I felt a little better knowing it wasn't food poisoning of ecoli, but I was just praying for it to be over. I finally stopped getting sick around 9 am, but I was freaking out because saige had to be at tball by 9:45. Normally I would have just had her skip it, but of course it had to be picture day AND I was snack mom, so there was no way i couldn't go. I was practically in tears trying to figure out how I was going to make it through the next hour and a half outside, when my mother saved the day by telling me she'd heard me up during the night and had cancelled her plans to take saige to t-ball for me. Talk about a life saver. After tball was over my mom drove her to her other grandparents house for the night, who thankfully were already planning on taking her for the night, so I just laid in bed for the next 10 hours. After I stopped getting sick, the tail end of the bug kicked in which apparently is awful body aches and a fever. So i dealt with that until around 9:00 that night and I finally felt better. Around 7 I had attempted my first "food" of the day, which was a handful of dry plain cheerios. Those stayed down but didn't feel that great so I didn't push it any further with more food. Around 10 I decided since i felt better that I needed to get out of the house and get some air, so I met hinkle at the sly fox. Probably not my best idea, but it was alright. I sat there less then 2 hours, sipping on water (because I couldn't even handle my diet coke that I usually drink 10 of while i'm there) and then called it a night.

Thankfully today, sunday, I woke up feeling much better. I took it pretty easy for the first half of today. I finished my book ("safe haven" by nicholas sparks, good book) and watched some jersey shore reruns (grenade grundle chodes, bahahah, it just never gets old) and then I did some shopping (kmart and the dollar store) and came back to tackle this DISASTER of a bedroom. When I say disaster, I don't necessarily mean there's trash everywhere and stuff, it's just clothes clothes and more CLOTHES. and most of them are saige's, so thats even more frustrating haha. I decided last week that I'm having a yard sale this coming saturday so I started sorting and pricing everything. It doesn't look like I did much, but I really did accomplish a lot for once. In between all of that, Saige and I did her homework project (she had to make a number book, she used an ocean theme, it was cute) and then she watched the new tinkerbell movie.

Saige herself had a good weekend. She went to the grandparents house and then her father actually decided to spend the day/night with her. They went to a fall festival at her grandmother's school and then they cooked out for dinner and then saige, her cousin, and her father "camped" out in a tent in the backyard for the night. He said her cousin went inside around midnight because she woke up and wanted to go inside, and then Saige made it until 2:30 until she decided she was over it and woke up and wanted a real bed haha. Today they went to one of those home depot kid workshops where she build a wooden sailboat and got a cute apron and stuff. She came home around 5. I'm glad she had a good weekend, she definitely deserves it after last weekend. I'd like to think that he'll keep this up, but I'm not holding my breath. I guess we'll see what happens.

Well, this blog got crazy long! it's almost 11:00 so I should probably get ready for bed. Get to start another wonderful week at work tomorrow morning. keep your fingers crossed that the stomach bug doesn't come back and hit me a second time, it's flying around work (obviously) and I know a little girl who's had it twice in the past 3 days so apparently you can get it again. UGH, awful.

i don't even know ...

the last time saige saw her father was september 4th. he's never really been all that interested in her, and his parents have been more steady in her life then he ever has been. this past weekend everything came to a head. saturday afternoon around 3 he talked to saige on the phone and told her he was going to come get her in a while. well, he never showed up, so i was left with a crying heartbroken 5 year old. when i called him he never answered the phone. i finally called his mother to see if she'd heard anything and she hadn't talked to him all day, so he obviously never had any intentions of coming to begin with. now, he's done this before ... he's told me he's taking her or coming for her and never showed up, but he's never told HER. i've always been smart enough to not tell her he's coming until he's actually standing at the door because i never know for sure when he's actually going to come through and show up. the fact that he had the nerve to tell her he was coming and get her all excited and then just not show up or even call .. well thats not ok. i finally left a voicemail the other night telling him exactly what kind of parent i think he is ... which, i guess wasn't mature or the right thing to do but what can i say, i'm only human and i was really upset. now today is wednesday and he still hasn't called me or answered the phone when i've called. what am i supposed to do with this? i can't put saige through that anymore .. it's really not fair to her. the only thing i think i can do at this point is just ...stop calling him. if he doesn't want to be involved he doesn't have to be. i gave him that option from the second i found out i was pregnant with her, but he swore he wanted to be involved. yeah, that worked out well. i feel bad that i've given saige one of these fathers who has better things to do then spend time with their child. i think if i haven't heard from him by this weekend that i'm going to go talk to his parents about it all. i'd never cut them off from seeing her, she loves them too much and they've always been great with her ... but him ... i don't think he'll care much anyway. such a depressing situation.