My Uuuh... Mishap.

So, yesterday I was making ice cream smoothies (so sorry because Google are jerks and are making me pay for more pictures to be posted, I can not show you pictures of this incident)
I made the Long Rock and his mom and grandma this awesome smoothie with one tangerine orange, 4 apricots that were nice and ripe and sweet, Vanilla Ice Cream, and one banana. I sliced everything up, and put it in a metal bowl and took a hand blender and had made this smoothie with it. I was going to make Long Rock just him but his mom and grandma were in the living room with him and I knew they would want some so I gave them some too. 
It was a hit. 
Well, I used up all the Vanilla Ice Cream and so I decided to make me one with some banana, chocolate ice cream and a bit of milk. As I was making me some, and almost done, I had put my left thumb in the bottom part where the blade is. Well, who knows what my left hand was thinking and why the heck I did not unplug the device before but, my left hand had accidentally touched the button to turn it on and with this motion gave me so much pain. The I think I said a curse word with a "D" at the beginning. I wanted to put the device down, but I washed it off before setting it in the ice cream.  I was in so much pain I had no idea why, but I had to save my ice cream.HE DID!!! The Sweetie!!
  My cut was tiny. I mean it was nothing. But the pain!!! I think because it turned my thumb so fast it bruised my muscles and sprained my poor thumb. I was in tons of pain and could not understand why my entire arm would hurt over one tiny blender beating. 
We tried going to the Doctor because although it was tiny I wanted to be sure that I did not need a stitch or two. My thumb started getting bigger and dang it hurt. So, I  asked them if maybe it was sprained. They were worried it might be broke. I did not think it was but when I came home Long Rocks grandma was so stressed out I told Long Rock I thought it was ok to not do anything. I wanted to just lay down but he said just try to go to the Hospital if you want in case there is a problem we do not see. 
 We went to the Government Hospital here in Corlu.Well, think of lots of ill people that are waiting forever to stand in a hot long line and trying to get some help. 
When it was our turn, which the wait was not so bad, people started to cram up against me. I thought it was rude. But, one woman started to literally push me with her elbow to try to get me out of the way when the girl who had never had a foreigner come into her hospital before said that they can not accept foreigners there because I did not have a Turkish ID Number. REALLY??? What if I were bleeding to death from a car accident because we all know they drive like Crazies here, and I said well, use the number in my passport. They said, Let me ask my Manager. She called while lady on my right was more aggressively pushing me aside to get tot he counter which... I tell you was terribly rude and annoying. 
 The verdict? No go. I could not get my help I needed at that hospital. I tell you gratefully I had nothing serious. I would have been dead. 
 I told Mr M and Mrs Turkish Mom ı just want to go home. I was just annoyed and at that point I felt like there is nothing wrong with my thumb and I really did not want to waste time and muck about anymore. I was annoyed and just wanted to go home and put up my thumb and just sleep. 
 Well, Mr M insisted that we go make sure it was ok. We go into the second hospital and the people were nice enough but I was irritated by the other people at hospital one and thought... Why am I here. I do not need to be here. Yes, it hurts but there is nothing wrong with it just a blender bruised it. So, I came home. I told the Dr I do not want to move it because it hurts. I do not think it is broke and I think everything is fine and they said well we have to put cream on it. I said I have antibiotic cream on it so if you can do something more than I can do at home... He said. Well lets talk to the Dr. I said OK. I said to Mr Mom and Turkish Mom I just want to go home. The Dr turned a little irritated and said then Why are you here. I just said, you're right and left. Long rock was irritated with the first hospital. What happened if this were more serious and my thumb was almost off by a really bad sharper blender or what if I were electrocuted? They would have turned me down because I am a foreigner. Well that is just not heard of in this city before and pretty surprising. 
 So, I came home and ate my ice cream and then it was time for the Long Rock to go back to work. After a few days off... The fun had ended and it was har to see him go back to work. 
I think I cried. I do not know if it was because my hand hurt, my head hurt, because Long Rock had to go back and I was alone again, or all of the above. 

And I can not play Skyrim until the swelling goes down. 

I can not post pictures because of Google. 
 

Summer Adventure VII

I spent the next couple of days with my cousin and her kids and my remaining 3 kids. 

The time we spent was just grand. 

When Monkey #3 left, we shed tears, but when C and B left, I just was more than heart broken. I used the back seat of the car to just lay down and sob. 

 I could not bear to leave them. It was so painful. I felt like running to them and telling them... DON'T GO !!!

I had to send them back for their father needed to see that I can put them on the plane as B and I are planning to live together soon and I can not break her father's trust. I explained to her we have to do it the legal way. 

  But, I tell you, I did not want to put them on the plane. The Third Monkey and Co-co are adults now and so I have no choice but to allow them to go on the plane. Wazzie I still see as my tiny little girl but she hates that. But B is still my baby and C is and always has been my baby boy. 

Can that be normal? To want to be with your kids so much it hurts inside your deepest heart? 

And so, My cousin and my dad and my amazing Fiancee, the Long Rock talked a lot while I was in Vegas and we decided that I should find a job in Vegas and move there. 

 How things are going about is just... Wow. 

I had been looking and looking for a job and even on the day I left, I was told that this company is hiring ASAP. I said I needed to get back to Turkey and I will tie loose ends and come back. 

The manager I spoke with said... Please do!

This was typical all over Vegas. All the people I spoke with all said that they wanted to hire (Fiances name placed here but I call him the Long Rock) on this. Many people said they need an interpreter for their different businesses, and he would be perfect. Hotels that do not speak Turkish will need to attract the tourists from Turkey who do not know or understand English. It is important for those people to be reached out to. 

So The Long Rock and I came up with a plan that we think will cause us to be married shortly and we will be living in the USA and will allow us to live and work in Vegas and give the option of my kids to visit and gave Beka the option of living with us. 

The plan will work because it feels great and both Long Rock and I like the plan. 

We just want to get going on it and get The Long Rock together with me in the USA. We can have his family come visit him anytime. 

Well, I shall post more on the lovely plan. We will call it Plan 550. 

Summer Adventure VI

On the 13th of June Monkey#3, Connor, Beka and I went to my cousins house.

She was full to capacity before we got there but she welcomed us with open arms.

My kids really adore her, and we had so much fun with her.

The first night we hung out at her home and the second night we went to Freemont Street in Old Downtown Las Vegas. My cousin and her husband are not fans of The Strip... Am I the only one that is? I love walking up and down the strip looking at what is new and what is there.

My all time favorite places are M&M's WORLD, Cola World,  The Flamingo and Caesar's Palace. I love other places, also. Don't get me wrong.Just I really love M&M's World. I was sad I wasn't there long enough to look at the Race-car. 

Anyway:

We went to another part of the strip. They have The Golden Nugget there, which is one of the oldest Hotels in Vegas, and is just a Vegas classic to see. The Freemont Street Experience is pretty cool, actually. 

 We Had so much fun with my cousin in fact The Third Monkey tried to allow herself more time there. She did indeed have to go.

It was hard, but, we will do everything we can to see her again, soon.

So, it was me and the two little ones until the 18th. I went with my cousin to help her at a friends house after and just sat in the back seat of my cousins car and cried and cried.

I really miss my kids. I mean horribly.

I think they know I love them and miss them. At least I pray they do.

My Summer Adventure V

Well, The Saturday of  June 10th, went well. We were able to see my uncle R and 3 of the 5 monkeys were with me. The number three monkey, (She prefers I not say her name) , arrived about 9:25 Saturday night.

 It was really joyful. That night, of course, started the phone calls from the Death Star, and a certain person that wanted to see all the kids together. I mean, every EVERY hour or couple of hours, their phones were ringing ringing ringing... Well, Connor's and Beka's. He was getting really annoyed with those two kids who did nothing and had to go with their Grandma's plans. Well, I must on the way to R's house, mom and I talked. It was really nice, but in the back of my mind, I wanted to talk to my mom about the emails and talk to her about how she thought I was "negative" and so, we were on a ride somehow, at one point, coming from the store and right before getting Monkey #3 on Saturday. I said to my mom, "Mom? Can you please forgive me for being so stressed and so negative about my coming here?" She said "I have no idea what you are talking about, honey" and so I told my mom about how whilst in Turkey, I just kept getting emails from X(aka The Death Star)  saying that he was coming out to see his kids and that he was on a trip for only his birthday and to see the kids and it was HIS time on and on... Well, my mom said she was completely unaware of what happened and she was really angry at The Death Star.

  I told my mom about the emails between me and my dad. My mom was annoyed with my dad at that point and said her side of the story: This is what happened.

 Co-co was coming home June 7th and my mom called Monkey 3 and my kids and asked them if they were going to Co-co's Home coming. Remember Connor and Beka are under-age but the three older kids can do what they want because they are adults.  My mom saw that Connor had a Football Camp to go to and that he would not be able to miss a lot of practices because he is a Sophomore on the Varsity Team and so this was really important. Well, my mom saw a window of time that was right before the Home Coming. It was only a few days before the 17th which was also fathers day. Monkey #3 asked my mom is she would call John to see if John was willing to drive Co-co and Wazzie to the LAX on the 8th of June and come get them on the 13 and that would give Co-co plenty of time to re-cooperate and take care of things before he was spending his life in Southern California, etc etc . Monkey #3 had a bunch of things to do this Summer and My mom called X. My mom asked X what kind of plans they had for the Home Coming. He said he was going to drive to California for The Home Coming. Well, mom said would X be willing to allow the kids a few days in Vegas to see their brothers and sisters. X said he would think about it but a couple of days later, Mom was tired of talking to him because he is such a jerk to me and mom really dislikes him. My Dad thought to talk to him. Dad found out that X had not seen Jericho, Wazzie or Third Monkey (Which he is NOT Their Legal Father!!! HE does not even share any of his DNA with them) And so For some reason unknown to mom and I dad took pity on X(The Death Star) mom said next things she knew it, they (mom and dad) after hanging up with X were bickering back and forth about how The Death Star just changed all the plans and worked his way into the plans. Mom thought that it would be great that X had gone to California and did his own thing but next thing mom knew it The Death Star had said... Well I want to come to Vegas and be with the kids too.

  So, I was stuck with the out come. Mom and I were really angry that this guy would step in and have this much control and cunning- ness. Mom was so angry because she feels protective  over the kids and me.

  I was fit to be tied. He does this kind of stuff all along. And no one sees what a horrible guy he is.

  Well, now they do.

 Well,  Apparently, I found out Co-co and Third Monkey were in no fit nor wanted to even do anything with him either. No one. They thought, OK we will spend one day with him on Monday, we will hang out on The Strip and that would be that. Well, I spoke with Jericho and Jericho thought X would go away if they went to the Temple together on Tuesday morning. He then told the kids I want to take you guys out for my Birthday Dinner and started to complain to Connor and Beka about how he did not get anytime with them. He was angry and saying how this trip was about his Birthday but how I (Deej) Had changed everything. Well, I did not do one thing. Actually I did in fact tell the kids. You are adults. Do what makes you happy. But Third Monkey and Co-co said that they were worried that Connor and Beka would get a lot of the harshness back in AZ.

 Connor then told me the only reason why he is not living with me is because he wants to establish himself in Sports and he can not move int eh middle of school years and stuff or his playing career will be jeopardized. Jericho told me that he did not want to go with Jeff but he felt like he wanted to keep the peace and Third Monkey just full fledged thought it was asinine that she would have to be around that family. The Blow??? The Death Star did in fact make it about him! Because he brought his girl friend and his mom and dad with him. The Death Stars GF said to my mom which mom told me: We are not here to disturb your family plans. We are able to make our own plans. I did not hear that part of any conversation and I told mom that I actually like his girl friend, just he is a total jerk and I can not see why she wants to stay with him and since she said that at least she can see that he is also being a jerk.

 Anyway... They had to hang out with him for most of their trip and because they were late getting to The Strip, they were late meeting with us and that meant we were a little getting back home from The Strip. 

Am I the only one that loves The Strip? I could have spent more time. Co-co said "Vegas is a place I want to take my wife when I get married and we can go hand out and do things with her"

Third Monkey wanted to go at night as with the younger kids. But, we lost time. But we did go on family walks, Jericho got sick and so I wanted to take care of him and make sure he was feeling better. 

I felt really horrible for the Monkeys, because they were uncomfortable, and so I never told them how I felt because they were getting enough stress from The Death Star. And That was just unfair for these poor kids. Even as adults, I felt like they can feel and do what they wanted. I wanted the trip to be about them. About how awesome they are. I hope they knew that from me. If the Death Star was going to be a jerk about the situation, at least, they can have fun with  me. 

  My monkeys are freaking awesome. They were troopers and I love them and am so proud of them 

 It was so hard for me to have to say good bye to Co-co. I, that night, just cried and cried. All that day when I would go in the bath room, I would sob, come out and be fine. 

  Sigh... That is how I handle it every time. 

My kids will never know how much I love them, but I hope they know at some point in life... If they can feel some of the love I feel for them, then I am doing my job... 

  

Then It was off to my cousins house. On the 13th we went to my cousins. 

My Adventure 2012 IV

As I was saying in my first blog about this summer's adventure I was talking about how I did not know what to do. Should I return to Turkey? Should I stay in my homeland and look for a job? 

 I was not sure what to do. My dad said that he spoke to many people who thought that I would be able to get a job in the USA especially in Las Vegas. I was thinking that I would be able to get a job in grocery store, as a cashier or in the cash counter. I would be really good doing that. 

 Well, dad and I walked about a mile to the bank so that I would be familiarized with the neighborhood and how to walk there should I decide to live in that neighborhood.  

 I was talking to someone that works at the bank. She said she would allow me to use her as a friend reference. How elated I was. Not only that, everywhere I went in Las Vegas, I got the same reaction. That they were always hiring and that they want myself but The Long Rock to come out because many people visit from Turkey and they do not speak Turkish but the Turkish do not speak English and need someone to help them with the language. Well, Long Rock Speaks much better English than I could ever speak Turkish. 

Well, after coming back from the trip to the bank, my  mom and the three kids and me all went to my uncles house to visit. It was so nice seeing my uncle. He is so amazing and we had a wonderful time being able to catch up on some things. I told him that I was hoping to find a place and a job there and I wanted to be able to live out in Vegas. He hugged me and when he hugged me good bye he said, "I would love if you came out to live here. We need to see more of each other and if you live here we will". Yes, Uncle R we do and yes, R we will!!!! I love this uncle as my own big brother and that he is. Really just like a big brother to me. Well, we were there a couple of hours. I meant to go out to his pool and swim but I enjoyed spending time with my cousin and he is not an out side sort of guy. And I was enjoying the visit with my uncle and kids. So in the house it was. And It was quite enjoyable. I loved what he did with his house. 

He designed his home on his own for a class he took in College. Then he built it and it is the most amazing house ever. Then, he designed his  own pool and his own ecosystem in the back yard. 

He put in a few gorgeous fish but oddly some fish he never ever even planted there had come on their own. They spawned there in his ecosystem!! Then, he has turtles. I would be able to show you the back yard, a pic of the fish and turtles and my son talking to the uncle and cousin, M and just how lovely his remodeling was.

There would be pictures of this. But again... Thanks Google for being Butt Heads.

Adventure 2012 III

So, As I was saying in my last Blog, my dear readers, I am not allowed to post more pictures and, I wanted to post my pictures of my family, my kids with me and all my wonderful things I get to do and see in the lovely land of  Las Vegas Nevada. UGH. 

Last you read I was in the Amsterdam Schiphol Airport. I was not able to sleep so I watched a couple of movies. One I have seen over and over. It was the well written and quite funny "The Princess Bride". The other was The Incredibles. I then read a magazine with an article about Zambia. The pictures were lovely. 

I then landed in Minneapolis Airport. I had to go through Security and I was all... Annoying but OK. 

Well, I had two jars of Kahvaltalık.  Here are pictures of me helping to make Kahvaltalık I had no idea that I was not allowed to bring them on the carry on with me. I was told that I had made a huge security breach. 

 I had to go through security and do this whole big search and then, they said I could not bring it and then they had me sit in this cubicle forever, because they have never had this happen. So, I sat and waited. Well, they said that since I was nice to them (T.S.A.) that they would help me take my carry on to Delta to have them put it on the plane with my other baggage. So, I did. Well then, I had to stand in line AGAIN. They said I had to be re-searched. They did the whole damn thing over again. 

THEN.... They had me go through again and I was searched again. I was nice. I was not rude one tiny bit. In my mind I was saying... GAAAAAAA because they said to me the first time around they would make sure I would not have to go through the searching process again. Well, they had a dang shift change. Yeah. 

Well, I arrived in Las Vegas well. It was good fun. I got off the plane and found a trolley for free to push my things. Good thing for that, because what happened was there was a big storm in Poland which canceled many flights out of London and Poland and it would have effected me if I would have flown out of London and I told my parents I was flying KLM and some one said that KLM was owned by British Airways (but it is owned by Delta Airlines) and so mom thought that (as the Airline worker told her that there is no way I would be o another flight) Mom was waiting and walking around the airport... Stopped looking for me but almost gave up after she bumped into me, and I tripped and flew over my bench and my trolley and broke my little toe (the one I broke last year in a skate board accident) and broke my CUTE silver leather sandals (this is the second time they broke::: BUT There is a GREAT Cobbler around the corner: NOT the food the guy who repairs and makes shoes)

 Anyway: sad story DAY ONE::: Shoes break, same time as my toe. 

We waited a few minutes in the car then we came back in the airport for Jericho!!!

I had not seen Co-co in 3 years or so, and so this was such a treat!!! He had just gotten into the LAX that day before with a very long flight and then spent less than ten hours in LA Area. He then headed up to Las Vegas to join me and his siblings and grandma and grandpa.

I had taken some great pictures of this reunion. Sadly, Google are idiots and I have to pay to pull up my pictures in this site. Sigh. 

We then went to Boulder City which point we met with Connor and Beka. 

Now is the chance to tell you I had to agree to pay half of the plane tickets for the flights home for the two youngest kids. Mind you I am not working and I had to save my butt off. I found a flight and it cost 96 dollars for both kids to return home and I was not allowed more than a few days with them. so... I was told by a certain someone that their father was pissed because I told him I would only pay 60 dollars which was if you do the math, A LOT more than half. BUT I wanted to be fair. Well this is what went down. 

I arrived on a Friday night and my bank was closed. So I had to wait to give him money, which he was not happy about but pooh pooh on him. 

He broke away from the kids and everyone and I was standing by myself to tell me, "I want time with my kids" I said "I am not in charge of the kids time with you. The kids are adults now and they make their own decisions and they will do what they want and you can make plans with Jericho and Third Monkey because that is who wants to do the planning" 

   Night one was great. I got the kids and the next day (Third Monkey had not arrived yet. She thought she would be there the Saturday Morning but realized it was Saturday night) 

Adventure 2012 Continued

This is what I look like when I am excited to see my family in the Airport.

My adventure is quite a story I thought I would break it up for my readers. 

Well, I left the story not knowing when I was coming back to Turkey, and now I will tell you my travels to USA. 

 Dear Readers, every time I go to the Netherlands strange things happen there to me, which, are comical but odd.  one time I was searched by a woman who works for customs and was keeping her hands on my breasts and said, "What is in there" rather stunned I said, "My bra and, well, my boobs" She said, "Come on what else?" I said, "Ma'am, nothing just a bra and my chest" She got huge eyes and said "Are they real?"I said, "I had no surgery to make them bigger, they are natural" she said, "I want to eat what you Americans eat! Americans boobs are big!"

 So, It was no surprise that when I went this time I was searched by three different customs agents. 

Dear Reader, IF you go through the Amsterdam Schiphol International Airport, try to only have nothing in your carry on. Try not to have a carry on at all. It makes it so much easier to travel. The reason for this is because you might have to go through customs and many questions. I have traveled through there so many times. Well, let me think. I have traveled through there four times now. Each time I have had to deal with questions, being searched and this was no different. 

 However, I have not had a nice camera. All the times I have gone through I have not had the chance of really sitting and looking at the free museum there. Yes it is free. Once before there were real Van Gough's there.  They switch the paintings from time to time, about every four months or so. This Summer is it the theme called "Holland's Flowers". This is a Fine Arts Museum, and a sub- Annexed museum of Rijksmuseum. This time I did get pictures and was able to spend a couple of hours admiring the paintings. 

 I found out some other great facts about this interesting Airport. 

First off: It has a new and first Airport Library. (I found this out a couple of days ago)

You can get married in this Airport

This Airport used to be a Military Base for the Dutch Military in 1916. 

Schiphol means "Ship Grave" and is such named because of all the lakes ear by whose Veterans of the Dutch Military have been lost there in the area. 

The Following are pictures of this interesting Airport:::

(Can you tell I love Airports???) 

OH MY HELL!!!

 So Google wants money from me if I want to post more pictures. REALLY??? I mean... REALLY???? 

OMG I am so dang Annoyed. I have such awesome pictures too. 

I love and HATE Google. 

So::: Right here would have been a picture of a cool flower arrangement that was painted in 1600's by a Dutch man

Here: Another cool painting of a girl that was later named Queen Ann

Here another cool picture of all these tiles in Blue and White of a beautiful ship painted in the 1500's 

Right here is a cute picture of me sleeping

Here is another picture of me sitting all by myself ... 

Here is a picture of my Delta Boeing 747 that I was going to fly in

Here would have been a great picture. It was of a man wearing socks. You would not see the man just his feet and you would have noticed he wore flip flops. The funny thing is I was taking various pictures of things and he started to do the same thing. He was from India. 

Here would have been a picture of the Gate Number because I was there for a while but they kept changing the Gate on me. Yes. Five Different times. I was thinking... Make up your minds!!! I bet it was someone who could not decide which bag and shoes to wear that day

Here was a picture of a picture of a cow. I thought I would add some Whimsy to the picture collection. 

Here would have been a picture of me and The Long Rock because I missed him so much

Here would have been a picture of the luggage that I think had my baggage and

This would have been a picture of a cart that said "Live Animals" I liked that they had carts for our pets we love so much. There were two big pet carriers in the cart. 

Here would have been a picture of KLM ASIA And I would have said, "I am not going on this plane today"

I am sorry Dear Readers. From now on I will not be able to post pictures because Google is a Butt head and I am pissed I can not post my amazing pictures.

Why do they want money from me???

They make enough money from the damn annoying advertisements they have 

They are according to the New York Stock Exchange::: 29.3 BILLION Dollars. YES. They want my 13 dollars a year... But they get money from the BIG GUYS and they want MY Money?????

I am fuming pissed off.... BUT I will tell you my pictures were AMAZING