It's been a few months since my last post and a couple of things have happened...
-Got a newer new job as a makeup artist with Benefit! This means I get paid double per hour what I got at Glamour Shots PLUS a weekly bonus check depending on how much/well I sell.
-Been through a couple of fellas since Brian....said Brian was really hung up on his (still) wife and I had to get out of there...dated a fella named Billy for while (more on that later) and now I'm just kinda playing the field. I'm currently talking to a nice fella named Rob who had his daughter the same time I had mine-so we have that, amongst other things, in common.
-Got my own place! WOOT to the WOOT!
-Got my own car! WOOT to the frigging WOOT!
-Paying all my bills on time! WOOT double WOOT!
That's the short update for now...Keep in touch, kids!
Latia
Postscript: I had to edit this blog a little bit. My child's father reads it and doesn't like what I have to say...I say he should stop reading it...his response may be that I should stop posting. Whose rights are being infringed upon here?
Sending the papers in today.
Latia
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
I have...
..great hair,
a new job,
an amazing kid,
a kick ass babysitter,
AND
Lots of frigging issues of my own that have just kind of surfaced.
Whoa.
It's scary.
Turns out, everyone else ISN'T always the problem.
It's me too.
I have some life skills I need to acquire, some patience to obtain, and a lot of soul searching to do.
Like, for example, what is it I really want?
Seriously.
What do I want?
I have no freaking clue.
I want to make some money so I can move out of my ex-boyfriend's house.
I want for sitters to stop saying, "I was thinking you could pay me more like ten dollars an hour" for actually working two out of the five hours I'd need them.
But seriously.
I want to grow up.
And I have no example for an adult.
And I don't know how.
Any adults in the house?
No, silly, not adult film stars.
Dating too many guys obsessed with too many of those.
Adults?
Anyone?
Want to be a good example?
Call me.
Latia
a new job,
an amazing kid,
a kick ass babysitter,
AND
Lots of frigging issues of my own that have just kind of surfaced.
Whoa.
It's scary.
Turns out, everyone else ISN'T always the problem.
It's me too.
I have some life skills I need to acquire, some patience to obtain, and a lot of soul searching to do.
Like, for example, what is it I really want?
Seriously.
What do I want?
I have no freaking clue.
I want to make some money so I can move out of my ex-boyfriend's house.
I want for sitters to stop saying, "I was thinking you could pay me more like ten dollars an hour" for actually working two out of the five hours I'd need them.
But seriously.
I want to grow up.
And I have no example for an adult.
And I don't know how.
Any adults in the house?
No, silly, not adult film stars.
Dating too many guys obsessed with too many of those.
Adults?
Anyone?
Want to be a good example?
Call me.
Latia
Sunday, June 3, 2007
WHOAAAA!
It's been a while, eh?
Well, there's a lot that's been going on here in Latia-land.
First thing: You all know Bob and I split up, right? Yeah. We did. Sad, I know, but things weren't working out in the relationship department. We're still pals. We're still in this for BamBam. We still get along. But as far as pulling his weight in the relationship (read previous blogs...), we had some problemos.
I decided that it was time to take the split. I figured, I've never been on my own, He's never been on his own-let's take this time to kinda grow up and be adults and let's see how it works out in the future.
Of course we have our daughter to think about. We're both getting along mainly because: a)we're not the fighting type, and b)we'd hate for our child to grow up to be one of those emo kids with the tear drops drawn on their faces in black eye liner listening to AFI and crying all of the time. Those kids are always talking about how they hate their parents for the fighting and schtuff.
If us not fighting keeps our kid from turning into one of those then that is just wonderful...we're committed to not only the well being of our child but to keeping her from turning into this.
Second thing: Latia's got a JOB! Woot woot....Yay for working ten hours a day-morning until night, five days a week! Yeah, I'm waiting tables at this sushi place near my house. As a waitress, if I give impeccable service (which I do) on a 65 dollar tab, I'd be pulling in at least 9.75 (standard 15%). If I turn out ten tables a night (which on a normal night, I'd be pulling about 20) I'd be bringing home near a hundred bucks, right? WELLLLLL since they share tips here, I only bring about half of that. Fifty to sixty bucks. I'm not really complaining. Sixty bucks for five hours of work isn't bad at all. But why share tips if we're all going to make really great money in our sections? There can be some sort of seating system where we all get sat evenly. Tonight, we weren't busy, but we all had at least two tables. I honestly don't know where the money goes...I'm making 85% of all the tips we bring in. The head waitress takes home 100%. I want to get to 100%...how do I get to 100%? One of the things I have to be able to do is speak fluent Japanese and take orders from our Japaneses customers...I find that somewhat discriminatory. They want me to learn to speak another language just so I can bring in my fair share of money?
I dunno...it just doesn't seem right.
I am grateful for having made it to 85% in only four shifts of working...
But sheesh...the tip share thing seems a little sketchy to me.
Everyone is really nice at the restaurant though. The manager, owner, other workers, ect...everyone is very helpful and kind, but the tip share seems unfair and that is why they can't keep enough staff on hand that isn't Japanese.
I am going to have to quit, which I'd hate to do because everyone is so nice there, because I am simply not pulling in enough money to support BamBam and myself. I could get a second job, but I'd be working those restaurant hours somewhere else. I hope that the managers and I can work something out because I like working there and I'd like to stick around.
I got a callback from Glamour Shots to come in for an interview on Monday.
Woot woot dream job (make-up artist)!
I got the card from one of the national make-up artists for Estee Lauder.
I gave her a call and left her a voicemail message...hopefully she hooked that up for me.
I hope so.
She seemed really helpful and I really hope that she was sincere in her effort to help me try to pursue something that I am incredibly passionate about. Her card had her email address on it.
Should I email her or would that be taking it too far?
Opinion needed on that question.
Seeing someone new.
His name is Brian.
He is nice.
We played Guitar Hero II at his house and had a good time.
He has a job as a graphic designer.
No children.
Going through a divorce with someone he really truly loved.
Oh, and did I mention he's like nine years older then me?
Yeah....but he falls within my "ten year rule" now that I'm single.
So now this blog has gone from "SAHM raising baby" to "Working/Student Mom who is back in the playing field learning to date for the first time"
More posts to come.
Latia
Well, there's a lot that's been going on here in Latia-land.
First thing: You all know Bob and I split up, right? Yeah. We did. Sad, I know, but things weren't working out in the relationship department. We're still pals. We're still in this for BamBam. We still get along. But as far as pulling his weight in the relationship (read previous blogs...), we had some problemos.
I decided that it was time to take the split. I figured, I've never been on my own, He's never been on his own-let's take this time to kinda grow up and be adults and let's see how it works out in the future.
Of course we have our daughter to think about. We're both getting along mainly because: a)we're not the fighting type, and b)we'd hate for our child to grow up to be one of those emo kids with the tear drops drawn on their faces in black eye liner listening to AFI and crying all of the time. Those kids are always talking about how they hate their parents for the fighting and schtuff.
If us not fighting keeps our kid from turning into one of those then that is just wonderful...we're committed to not only the well being of our child but to keeping her from turning into this.
Second thing: Latia's got a JOB! Woot woot....Yay for working ten hours a day-morning until night, five days a week! Yeah, I'm waiting tables at this sushi place near my house. As a waitress, if I give impeccable service (which I do) on a 65 dollar tab, I'd be pulling in at least 9.75 (standard 15%). If I turn out ten tables a night (which on a normal night, I'd be pulling about 20) I'd be bringing home near a hundred bucks, right? WELLLLLL since they share tips here, I only bring about half of that. Fifty to sixty bucks. I'm not really complaining. Sixty bucks for five hours of work isn't bad at all. But why share tips if we're all going to make really great money in our sections? There can be some sort of seating system where we all get sat evenly. Tonight, we weren't busy, but we all had at least two tables. I honestly don't know where the money goes...I'm making 85% of all the tips we bring in. The head waitress takes home 100%. I want to get to 100%...how do I get to 100%? One of the things I have to be able to do is speak fluent Japanese and take orders from our Japaneses customers...I find that somewhat discriminatory. They want me to learn to speak another language just so I can bring in my fair share of money?
I dunno...it just doesn't seem right.
I am grateful for having made it to 85% in only four shifts of working...
But sheesh...the tip share thing seems a little sketchy to me.
Everyone is really nice at the restaurant though. The manager, owner, other workers, ect...everyone is very helpful and kind, but the tip share seems unfair and that is why they can't keep enough staff on hand that isn't Japanese.
I am going to have to quit, which I'd hate to do because everyone is so nice there, because I am simply not pulling in enough money to support BamBam and myself. I could get a second job, but I'd be working those restaurant hours somewhere else. I hope that the managers and I can work something out because I like working there and I'd like to stick around.
I got a callback from Glamour Shots to come in for an interview on Monday.
Woot woot dream job (make-up artist)!
I got the card from one of the national make-up artists for Estee Lauder.
I gave her a call and left her a voicemail message...hopefully she hooked that up for me.
I hope so.
She seemed really helpful and I really hope that she was sincere in her effort to help me try to pursue something that I am incredibly passionate about. Her card had her email address on it.
Should I email her or would that be taking it too far?
Opinion needed on that question.
Seeing someone new.
His name is Brian.
He is nice.
We played Guitar Hero II at his house and had a good time.
He has a job as a graphic designer.
No children.
Going through a divorce with someone he really truly loved.
Oh, and did I mention he's like nine years older then me?
Yeah....but he falls within my "ten year rule" now that I'm single.
So now this blog has gone from "SAHM raising baby" to "Working/Student Mom who is back in the playing field learning to date for the first time"
More posts to come.
Latia
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Thoughts on the breakup
I believe the last time that I posted I had been drinking....
A lot...I had been drinking a lot.
"I love Jesus, but I like to drink." Gladys, the funny lady from the Ellen show.
Anyways, yeah, that's how I release some steam.
I go out on the weekends with friends and have some drinks and come home and eat and pass out.
It makes Bob mad.
It makes me sad that Bob is mad because I still care about him, but our relationship really wasn't going anywhere.
Needless to say, he blew up at me tonight.
Scared me so much that I tried to call friends and family to come and get me and Savannah because I seriously feared for our safety.
Then he decided he wanted to talk.
Here's the story: So I've been kinda sorta not seeing a particular gentleman. Has a busy job, has a busy life...so do I..yadda yadda...but when we're together, we have fun together, so we just hang out and talk and stuff...Well, I've decided to break things off because a)I was getting a little attached, and b)neither him nor I need that right now....Well, it did bum me out a little bit but it was no big deal. I just seemed more bummed out than usual because I am currently premenstrual.
Well the fact that I wasn't so terribly sad when Bob and I broke up, but I was sad at the split of this gentleman and I, made Mr. Bob seriously and terribly upset and he decided to take it all out on me.
Like, super duper take it out on me by yelling and telling me really mean things that I agreed with.
I'll agree with him when he says that I am "Nothing but a stupid girl...I have to have someone tell me what to do or I'm gonna get out of control..."
I will not doubt for one second that that is the truth. That is me...Never really had anyone to set me straight-no parents or anything, so yeah, I guess you could say I am self destructive...But the funny thing is that I take care of other people really well.
Anyways, So Bob Kept YELLING AND YELLING and waking the neighbors and I got really afraid and called my sister, then my ex-roomate/still great friend and talked to them and kept them on the phone just in case anything physical happened (which it didn't).
So he calmed down, but I wasn't calm, and he decided that he wanted to tell me that I was lying when I told him that I loved him in our relationship (which I did). We broke up because I was tired and exhausted of putting forth the effort to keep our relationship afloat.
His excuse for not doing nice things with/for me: "I'm just not that person. I am not a romantic person. I don't do romantic things."
I tried four times...I asked him with tears in my eyes each times to stop being so cold and to please god try to be a little more attentive to our relationship and to me and stop taking me for granted because one day I am going to be gone...
And now I am...but not really.
I am still living here until August.
I have to save up for a car and an apartment and daycare and stuff.
I have a job interview tomorrow-it's a part-time gig but it pays well and I sure do hope they hire me on Full time or secure part time so I can get another job bartending.
So I'm trying my hardest to get the heck out of here.
As for that gentleman....
Well, we've decided to take a few days to think about things and decide whether or not we want to give it a shot.
So I guess we'll be committed to being uncommitted....So that means we'll see each other only, but rarely see one another because he'll be traveling the world with his fancy dream job working on movies and stuff and I'll be here waiting on him....
I don't know if I want to do that for just someone that I hang out with from time to time.
And I don't think he wants to either.
But we like the fun we have together-him trying to impress me with all of his accomplishments and me continuously telling me that his ego bubble is sucking all of the air out of the room and I can't breathe...
Things like that.
Oh well.
I don't pray often...but when I do, I seriously need a Divine Hook-Up.
God, if this is your plan for my life, let it be.
If this is the plan you have in store for me, let it be.
If this is how you envisioned my life to turn out, then fine.
I am sure your plan is a part of a bigger plan and that it will all be fine in the end.
God, I know that your plans for me are totally kosher and awesome.
So thanks for being Awesome and Mysterious and Amen.
Hallelujah.
A lot...I had been drinking a lot.
"I love Jesus, but I like to drink." Gladys, the funny lady from the Ellen show.
Anyways, yeah, that's how I release some steam.
I go out on the weekends with friends and have some drinks and come home and eat and pass out.
It makes Bob mad.
It makes me sad that Bob is mad because I still care about him, but our relationship really wasn't going anywhere.
Needless to say, he blew up at me tonight.
Scared me so much that I tried to call friends and family to come and get me and Savannah because I seriously feared for our safety.
Then he decided he wanted to talk.
Here's the story: So I've been kinda sorta not seeing a particular gentleman. Has a busy job, has a busy life...so do I..yadda yadda...but when we're together, we have fun together, so we just hang out and talk and stuff...Well, I've decided to break things off because a)I was getting a little attached, and b)neither him nor I need that right now....Well, it did bum me out a little bit but it was no big deal. I just seemed more bummed out than usual because I am currently premenstrual.
Well the fact that I wasn't so terribly sad when Bob and I broke up, but I was sad at the split of this gentleman and I, made Mr. Bob seriously and terribly upset and he decided to take it all out on me.
Like, super duper take it out on me by yelling and telling me really mean things that I agreed with.
I'll agree with him when he says that I am "Nothing but a stupid girl...I have to have someone tell me what to do or I'm gonna get out of control..."
I will not doubt for one second that that is the truth. That is me...Never really had anyone to set me straight-no parents or anything, so yeah, I guess you could say I am self destructive...But the funny thing is that I take care of other people really well.
Anyways, So Bob Kept YELLING AND YELLING and waking the neighbors and I got really afraid and called my sister, then my ex-roomate/still great friend and talked to them and kept them on the phone just in case anything physical happened (which it didn't).
So he calmed down, but I wasn't calm, and he decided that he wanted to tell me that I was lying when I told him that I loved him in our relationship (which I did). We broke up because I was tired and exhausted of putting forth the effort to keep our relationship afloat.
His excuse for not doing nice things with/for me: "I'm just not that person. I am not a romantic person. I don't do romantic things."
I tried four times...I asked him with tears in my eyes each times to stop being so cold and to please god try to be a little more attentive to our relationship and to me and stop taking me for granted because one day I am going to be gone...
And now I am...but not really.
I am still living here until August.
I have to save up for a car and an apartment and daycare and stuff.
I have a job interview tomorrow-it's a part-time gig but it pays well and I sure do hope they hire me on Full time or secure part time so I can get another job bartending.
So I'm trying my hardest to get the heck out of here.
As for that gentleman....
Well, we've decided to take a few days to think about things and decide whether or not we want to give it a shot.
So I guess we'll be committed to being uncommitted....So that means we'll see each other only, but rarely see one another because he'll be traveling the world with his fancy dream job working on movies and stuff and I'll be here waiting on him....
I don't know if I want to do that for just someone that I hang out with from time to time.
And I don't think he wants to either.
But we like the fun we have together-him trying to impress me with all of his accomplishments and me continuously telling me that his ego bubble is sucking all of the air out of the room and I can't breathe...
Things like that.
Oh well.
I don't pray often...but when I do, I seriously need a Divine Hook-Up.
God, if this is your plan for my life, let it be.
If this is the plan you have in store for me, let it be.
If this is how you envisioned my life to turn out, then fine.
I am sure your plan is a part of a bigger plan and that it will all be fine in the end.
God, I know that your plans for me are totally kosher and awesome.
So thanks for being Awesome and Mysterious and Amen.
Hallelujah.
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Random Thoughts..
I wish I were as funny as Kevin Nealon, but I'm not.
So you'll have to bear with me.
Every so often, I'll post a random thought. I have nowhere to put these thoughts...I tried to tell BamBam, but she usually just kinda looks at me and then runs aways. Guess she has a sense of humor...when I make jokes, people usually blankly stare and run away.
So here's the random thought:
Those ladies who said that it was "Raining Men" were totally lying.
First of all, it hasn't really rained in days.
And when it did, it only rained acid water...not men.
Sometimes, it'd be raining cats and dogs, but never men.
Those ladies, The Weather Girls, are terrible at their jobs. Besides, who qualified them to be Weather Girls anyway? Where's their certification.
They'll give a job to anyone now days.
The day is beautiful-I hope you all have the time to enjoy it.
Love, Latia
So you'll have to bear with me.
Every so often, I'll post a random thought. I have nowhere to put these thoughts...I tried to tell BamBam, but she usually just kinda looks at me and then runs aways. Guess she has a sense of humor...when I make jokes, people usually blankly stare and run away.
So here's the random thought:
Those ladies who said that it was "Raining Men" were totally lying.
First of all, it hasn't really rained in days.
And when it did, it only rained acid water...not men.
Sometimes, it'd be raining cats and dogs, but never men.
Those ladies, The Weather Girls, are terrible at their jobs. Besides, who qualified them to be Weather Girls anyway? Where's their certification.
They'll give a job to anyone now days.
The day is beautiful-I hope you all have the time to enjoy it.
Love, Latia
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
So here's the plan...
Bob and I broke up fairly recently.
We're still on good terms-and that is good.
We really loved one another and decided that it might be best if we take some time apart to kinda gain our bearings and stuff.
So I went on the job hunt for something other than waiting tables or shaking my ass for a dollar.
And I found something..I got hired at Alpine Access...I don't know the hours that they're gonna let me work, but hopefully it's the six am to twelve pm shift so that I can work a second job in the evenings and weekends and go to school in the fall.
I'll also be making a move back to Spartanburg if things work out alright. I found a girl who is a prospective roommate. She too has a daughter that is 22 months old. The girl is 22. She wants to stay somewhere on the Westside so she can be near her mom (who babysits)...So now all I need to do if purchase a car (with the money from this and another job) and find a daycare for the daytime. After that, I have to find some time for school and I think I'll be alright...
I think this might work out ok.
Funny things happen when you relinquish control and let the higher powers take over for the better...
Latia
We're still on good terms-and that is good.
We really loved one another and decided that it might be best if we take some time apart to kinda gain our bearings and stuff.
So I went on the job hunt for something other than waiting tables or shaking my ass for a dollar.
And I found something..I got hired at Alpine Access...I don't know the hours that they're gonna let me work, but hopefully it's the six am to twelve pm shift so that I can work a second job in the evenings and weekends and go to school in the fall.
I'll also be making a move back to Spartanburg if things work out alright. I found a girl who is a prospective roommate. She too has a daughter that is 22 months old. The girl is 22. She wants to stay somewhere on the Westside so she can be near her mom (who babysits)...So now all I need to do if purchase a car (with the money from this and another job) and find a daycare for the daytime. After that, I have to find some time for school and I think I'll be alright...
I think this might work out ok.
Funny things happen when you relinquish control and let the higher powers take over for the better...
Latia
Saturday, April 28, 2007
He's been drinking...
...and so have I.
Due to our recent split and uber-complicated situation, I am trying to spend as much time outside of the house as possible.
If that means going out with a new male friend, then so be it. I'm not looking for a relationship and have openly expressed this to any of my new male friends and to Bob....
However, Bob confuses me. Since I haven't worked since before the birth of our daughter, it is going to be that much harder for me to find a job. Our lease is up in August-that is when I expect to move out. Since I am the one working, I am going to have to pay for daycare and all of the other essentials while Bob will only have to contribute a minor amount of child support.
The plan as of now is to find a suitable job (or two-oh, and I have an interview on Tuesday), save up for a car, save up for an apartment, and then try to finish school in the mean time.
The plan is to work during the day (Savannah will be with her father during the morning hours) and then he'll drop her off at daycare before he goes to work, and then I'll use the daycare while I'm working in the evenings...So there, two jobs....One full time, one part-time waiting tables or bartending or something like that.
As for the male friends-I don't bring them into the house (that would be disrespectful) but I did allow for one to swing by my apartment complex parking lot and talk for a bit. He's a really nice, funny, super sweet fella but I don't see myself really going anywhere with him. He's too nice. I don't deserve that kind of attention and stuff....not right now at least...I've warned him that I'm super bad and I'll only break his heart. As for the other male friend-he's a little harder to read. He smokes a lot of pot, but he keeps a steady job as a production assistant on a movie. He isn't the most dependable-and I've even caught him lying..he seems like he would be a slight asshole. Great, exactly what I'm used to and deserve. For the way that I broke things off with Bob, I deserve that kind of treatment. So I'm waiting around for A*Hole to be mean to me and lead me on and all this other stuff and give me the punishment that I deserve....
Latia
Due to our recent split and uber-complicated situation, I am trying to spend as much time outside of the house as possible.
If that means going out with a new male friend, then so be it. I'm not looking for a relationship and have openly expressed this to any of my new male friends and to Bob....
However, Bob confuses me. Since I haven't worked since before the birth of our daughter, it is going to be that much harder for me to find a job. Our lease is up in August-that is when I expect to move out. Since I am the one working, I am going to have to pay for daycare and all of the other essentials while Bob will only have to contribute a minor amount of child support.
The plan as of now is to find a suitable job (or two-oh, and I have an interview on Tuesday), save up for a car, save up for an apartment, and then try to finish school in the mean time.
The plan is to work during the day (Savannah will be with her father during the morning hours) and then he'll drop her off at daycare before he goes to work, and then I'll use the daycare while I'm working in the evenings...So there, two jobs....One full time, one part-time waiting tables or bartending or something like that.
As for the male friends-I don't bring them into the house (that would be disrespectful) but I did allow for one to swing by my apartment complex parking lot and talk for a bit. He's a really nice, funny, super sweet fella but I don't see myself really going anywhere with him. He's too nice. I don't deserve that kind of attention and stuff....not right now at least...I've warned him that I'm super bad and I'll only break his heart. As for the other male friend-he's a little harder to read. He smokes a lot of pot, but he keeps a steady job as a production assistant on a movie. He isn't the most dependable-and I've even caught him lying..he seems like he would be a slight asshole. Great, exactly what I'm used to and deserve. For the way that I broke things off with Bob, I deserve that kind of treatment. So I'm waiting around for A*Hole to be mean to me and lead me on and all this other stuff and give me the punishment that I deserve....
Latia
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