Yesterday...Halloween...was my fifth wedding anniversary with my fella. I gotta say, I never knew I could be in a loving relationship and happy. This is so intense and keeps getting stronger. I adore my Pavl.

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If you are a pet owner, I really hope this doesn't affect you and your furry friends, but please read just in case. Your pet's life may depend on it.

Pet owners were worried this weekend that the kibble in their cupboard may be deadly after the recall of millions of containers of dog and cat food sold at major retailers across North America.

Menu Foods, the Ontario-based company that produced the pet food, said Saturday it was recalling dog food sold under 46 brands and cat food sold under 37 brands including Iams, Nutro and Eukanuba. The food was distributed throughout the United States, Canada and Mexico by major retailers such as Wal-Mart, Kroger and Safeway.

An unknown number of cats and dogs had suffered kidney failure and about 10 died after eating the affected pet food, the company said.

Many stores that sold the affected brands frantically pulled packages off shelves.

At a Petsmart store in Union, Silviene Grzybowski became worried when the four types of Iams products she buys for her cat, Smokey, had vanished from shelves. The cat was very sick and had not been eating for days, she said.

"The vet told us to buy her her favorite food, but I'm going to call the vet right now," Grzybowski said, looking at an announcement Petsmart had taped to shelves announcing the recall.

A complete list of the recalled products along with product codes, descriptions and production dates was available from the Menu Foods Web site _ http://www.menufoods.com/recall _ and consumers also could call (866) 463-6738.

Menu Foods' chief executive and president Paul Henderson told the Associated Press on Friday that the company was still trying to figure out what happened.

He said that the company had received an undisclosed number of owner complaints that dogs and cats were vomiting and suffering kidney failure after eating its products.

The recall covers the company's "cuts and gravy" style food, which consists of chunks of meat in gravy, sold in cans and small foil pouches from Dec. 3 to March 6.

In Omaha, Neb., Susan Balvanz said she sometimes feeds her five cats packets of sliced meat and gravy sold by Nutro Products, one of the brands affected.

"I've done so much research on pet food. It didn't surprise me but it scared me all the same," said Balvanz.

She said her 9-year-old cat, Boots, was especially fond of the food but seemed to have lost its appetite in the last few days.

At the Missouri Valley Veterinary Clinic in Bismarck, N.D., veterinarian Jacob Carlson has been referring worried pet owners to the Menu Foods web site.

"We've had a lot of calls," Carlson said, although none of his patients were sick.

The company said it makes pet food for 17 of the top 20 North American retailers. It is also a contract manufacturer for the top branded pet food companies, including Procter & Gamble Co.

I haven't been blogging much lately because I have had a ton on my mind. After the car accident, we got a snow storm and I ended up only being able to work 24 of the 80 hours in my last pay period. As if that wasn't punishment enough, the assholes at my office gave me a written warning for not calling in within a timely fashion. I called them at least a dozen times and left messages for three different people and sent emails to let them know the situation. No one ever called me back or had the courtesy to ask if I was okay once I did return to work. Plus, on the written warning, there was a reference to two different verbal warnings I had received. (One of these was in October for alledgedly telling a new employee I disliked the weasel/cs manager. The second was for handing out Passion Parties paraphinalia during work hours. This is bunk on both parts. I did give some of my cool personalized pencils to a few coworkes outside of office hours and one of them left it on her desk. It was found and I got a shit storm raining down on me for it. All it fucking said was "MK Passion Party" and my cell number.) UGH!!!!!

So, I made it in every day this week and worked my tail off. They expect me to make at least 4 appointments a day...that's my quota. So this week, I averaged 9 appointments a day. I decided to do a little leg work on my own and determine just how badly they were ripping me off. After a little digging, I have found that in the just shy of six months I have been in the sales department I have accumulated 489 sales for the company. This amounts to $48,900 is sign up fees alone that went to the office. That's not counting the additional revenue that comes in from the actual magazine these customers then order after the sign up. If I were to calculate that, my head my rupture in anger.

The outside sales team makes $50 flat for each sale they make. They are independent contractors and don't get a base rate, just the $50 per sale. I get a base rate and a very small commission based on my sales. The owners of the company swore it would pan out to the same rate the outside sales team makes within six months. Well, it's been six months and I did the math. When I factored in my base with my commissions and divided that by the total sales I have brought in, I make $36 per sale. That's right, folks...I make $14 less per sale than the male sales reps.

Now, you might think the outside sales team deserves more because it may be more difficult for them to do their job and there is no promise they will get paid whether they sell or not. But, we have two other MEN who work in the office with me who make the same as the outside sales team. And one of them is only 20 years old and they gave him his own private office to work from. The other man in my team has his own office, too. Plus he gets an extra bonus for having the title "Inside Sales Manager".

You might also say "EmKay, he's the manager, of course he should make more." And I might be inclined to agree with you except for one thing. HE DOESN'T DO ANYTHING REMOTELY MANAGERIAL! He sits in his nice, private office and sets appointments, just like me. The only difference being his 2 appointments for every 10 I make. He only sets first appointments and nothing else. I set first and second appointments and do incoming sales and billing and media kits and whenever the customer care team is back-logged, I help them out.

But, to the Boy's Club that is my company, I am just an over-emotional woman who complains too much and should be happy to get paid anything at all, as they are so kind to even allow a woman in the same vicinity as their precious company. I've been told I would be immediately fired if they ever heard me call it a boy's club again. The company has 150 total employees in the field and in the office. There are a total of 5 woman. Two are customer service reps who make barely above minimum wage. One is an office assistant and one is the editor of the magazine. I use the term editor gernerously, because she sits in a cubicle with tiles falling from the ceiling and has a smaller desk than everyone in the office. And then there's me. I make 72 cents on the dollar compared to the others in my same position...even though I have seniority over all but one of them.

Oh No...It's definitely not a Boy's Club. No sir. Now how, no way.

And I won't even go into the two company events they have held in the past year, one of which was a tailgating party at a baseball game and one was the x-mas party at a bowling alley.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!

Update: We got a new car and we are mobile!

Well, I guess I am offcially "broken in" as a driver. I was in an accident tonight. The lady in front of me at the stop light hit her brakes when the light went green and I hit the gas, assuming green meant go and she didn't have her break lights on. I thought she was moving and so I went, too. Guess again. This sucks on so many levels I can't even begin to express how shitty I feel. The good things: No one was hurt and I did not receive a citation. The bad things: The car is royally fucked (both airbags deployed, the driver's side window got blown out, the front bumper and hood got compacted and the left headlight is pushed back about 6 incheds), no transporation means I can't get to work or to my sexy parties and that means no paycheck and that means no money to get the car fixed or get a new one. I was calm throughout the whole thing and didn't cry, yell, or vomit. I guess that's a plus. But I lost my calm when I got home and curled up on the couch and cried. I have no idea what we are going to do. I feel like shit balls and I feel like a douchebag fuck up. Even though it may not seem that bad, and the cop was really nice and the tow truck guys were friendly and gave me a "deal" and I use that term lightly, I still feel like the asshole because I basically fucked up our whole nice, comfortable situation. I wanna cry and scream at the same time. And Paul has been so supportive and helpful and that just makes me wanna cry more. UGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

So, at this very moment, I am supposed to be in Atlantic City with an old college friend at a concert. The whole concert was her idea. She asked me to buy her ticket. She suggested we stay over night and make a weekend of it. She wanted to gamble and go to a bar or a club and maybe walk on the beach. We planned to leave at 4:30pm sharp. I had already cleared it with my boss to leave early. My husband drove 90 miles to AC yesterday to pick up our tickets.

This "friend" called me today at 2pm to say she was bailing on me. She apparently had a headache. This was enough to warrant her cancelling the entire evening. I suggested she take some Advil or something and drink some water. Instead, she went home and went to bed...or so she said. After work, I went to her house and there she was...looking as healthy as an ox. Not a damn thing wrong with her. I guess she just changed her mind about the show. This is about the 5th time in a year she has pulled something like this. I am trying to be understanding, but in my head all I keep thinking about is how much of a bitch she can be and how inconsiderate she is.

So, instead of going to the show, I came home. I had a nice dinner with my husband and watched Jeopardy. Then I gave him a foot rub and a back massage. It helped to release some of my frustration, but not all of it. I would really like to have a chance to destroy something right now. I mean completely annihilate something. Is that too much to ask?

Last night was a lot of fun. It was my first official solo gig doing a Passion Party. I was a little disappointed at first because only a few people showed up, but that feeling quickly faded. The party guests were all people I knew from highschool or college. It ended up being a total blast. And, my friends all ordered a lot of stuff to enhance their romance, so to speak. If every party ends up being as fun and light-hearted as this one, I will never want to stop doing it.

I was so excited when my husband suggested we join this site. So excited in fact, that I shared the link with a message board I frequent. Everyone there was very supportive and excited about it. Then, this guy who had never been in this message board before last week sent me a little note detailing how I have no business really being on this site because I am so fat and would never cut it in the SG world. Now, I know I am a big girl, there's no denying that. But I don't find my size to be a detraction from my inner beauty. I've got a fairly positive self image and this kind of stuff usually doesn't get to me...but for some reason, this guy upset me. I think it was less to do with his actual words and more to do with him butting into a friendly thread and making everyone uncomfortable. The people on the board tore into him pretty bad, but here I sit days later still thinking about it. Damn It All To Hell.

So, I joined this site for several reasons. The main reason being I think the SG's are hot. I also recently moved and need to make new friends. This site seems to have a lot of what I like in people. And thirdly, I just started doing Passion Parties where I do in home demos with sex toys and erotica. I sure as hell can't book any parties when I don't know anyone in the area. So, if anyone is interested in befriending me or setting up a Passion Party in the Eastern PA, NJ, NYC, DE, MD, or DC area, let me know.

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