Message-ID: <22113374.1075855025996.JavaMail.evans@thyme> Date: Mon, 15 Oct 2001 13:47:11 -0700 (PDT) From: l..mims@enron.com To: nytasha.sims@dynegy.com Subject: RE: Slow Day Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-From: Mims, Patrice L. X-To: 'Nytasha.Sims@dynegy.com@ENRON' X-cc: X-bcc: X-Folder: \PMIMS (Non-Privileged)\Sent Items X-Origin: Mims-Thurston-P X-FileName: PMIMS (Non-Privileged).pst Girl, that's my dilemma as far as a house is concerned. I have no idea, all I know is that I don't want to drive for an hour to get to work. I really wish I could tear down and rebuild where I am. I love the "hood" aspect of the neighborhood, I love the "colored" folks, and so on. I need to talk to a loan officer and see exactly what I would qualify for. All I know, is that I'm not getting any younger, and why not enjoy a new house now, what am I waiting for? Girl, I hope the plumbing isn't too expensive as well, but it has to be done! Jordan's old silly teacher called me at work this morning around 8:30 a.m. When I answered the phone, I recognized her voice immediately, and I got scared that something had happened. That heifer called to tell me that Jordan was telling her that I had given him money to buy a Fruitopia soft drink (first of all, it took me questioning her three times to find out what the heck Fruitopia meant) and she wanted to check with me to see if that were true, because she didn't allow that particular drink in her class because it had too much sugar in it......well, I was pissed number one, that you would even call and upset me at work by asking me such a dumb ass question. You are the adult here, not Jordan! She also said Jordan kind of smarted off to her.....well, take control sister.....you obviously have no control if you have to call me on my job to settle an insignificant matter such as this. ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS!!!!!! Now on the other hand, Jordan will have to be punished for lying, but my goodness, can you believe it? -----Original Message----- From: Nytasha.Sims@dynegy.com@ENRON Sent: Monday, October 15, 2001 2:51 PM To: Mims, Patrice L. Subject: Re: Slow Day Hey girl!! When I opened up this e-mail I said, "Wow"!! It has to be EXTREMELY SLOW to get an e-mail like this!! Girl you are so-oo crazy. Sounds like you were a true FOX last night. Thank goodness you weren't in Chicago, looking like that!! The outfit sounds cute. Doesn't it make you feel good when the kids admire you. I can relate to that warm, fuzzy feeling brought on by your child. I can't wait to see the pictures. I'm sorry to hear that you're having plumbing problems. Did Todd call a plumber last night? I wonder how expensive that job will be? I'm looking forward to rehearsal also. Where was V. Michael on Sunday? I was wondering where Samantha had been myself. I heard that she sang with the women 5th Sunday. I was thinking she had gone over to Higher Dimensions with Sis. Kaye. We need to visit that church and see what all the hupla is. Do you have a hat for next Sunday? After church, I went home & cooked spaghetti. Steve's cousin was giving a small family b-day gathering for his mom. I didn't want to go, but Steve asked me to. On the way home, he wanted to talk. He told me how much he loved me, etc... Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. It all sounded so familiar. He also apologized for the big blow up on Saturday. He even apologized to Siera for the things she heard. She told him that she didn't like the way he treated her mom. She really expressed herself. I was proud of her for speaking up. She was very respectful, but got her point across. I felt like he was only trying to make peace because he wanted some you know what. He wasn't getting off that easy. When we got in bed, he wanted to snuggle up under me. I then asked him where he had gone the other night. He immediately got an attitude. I asked again and he yelled, "Why"! He then jumped out of the bed saying something about me questioning him as if he's 6 yrs. old. I said, "Whatever, you've just confirmed what I feel so just go on & get out of here." He's so-oo stupid! I'm his wife and can't ask where he's been. I should know where he is at all times. I just really don't have time for his mess. So, in what area would you like to purchase a new house? Write back. Nytasha Patrice.L.Mims @enron.com To: IMCEANOTES-Nytasha+2ESims+40dynegy+2Ecom+40ENRON@enron.com cc: 10/15/01 01:18 Subject: Re: Slow Day PM Hey girl, What's going on? It is truly a slow day over here. So far, I really could have taken the day off and would not have missed anything. Last night I had a date with my mother-in-law. She's a member of a book club and they had their 3rd annual literary Gala last night at the Omni Hotel. It was nice, but long. The tickets said it started at 6:00 and I got their at 6:00. The doggone ticket should have said cocktails at 6:00 and seating at 6:45. I was tired of standing around waiting to be seated. But, girl, Ms Thang felt so good last night. I felt like a million dollars in my semi-formal attire. After I left church, I went to one of my favorite stores, Chico's, and bought myself a nice dressy top to go with my floor length (not by design, I'm just not tall enough) black skirt. The top that I bought set it off so nicely. It was black, light brown and gold! I wore my rhinestone choker and my rhinestone big hoop earrings, not the ones I wear all the time, but a new pair, much mo' flashy and my black high heel sandals that show all my foot. Boy, I felt good about my appearance. When I came out of the bedroom after getting dressed, Jordan said "Mommy.......you look pretty. Made my evening. Of course, Bozo the husband, didn't say one word. But I felt good, I even had Jordan take some pictures of me, so we'll see how those come out (smile). We have severe plumbng problems I discovered when I got back home, Todd said the septic tank is stopped up, I have no idea what that really entails, but it must of been ugly. He was pissed! Looking forward to rehearsal tomorrow night, speaking of rehearsal, I was wondering where Samantha had been, and Poiter told me yesterday that she's back in school, so that's why she's hasn't been there. How did your evening go last night? We still need to talk, maybe we'll get a chance to visit tonight. Todd already said he wasn't going to be home until around 11:00 p.m. on Mon, Tues, or Wed, of this week, due to Power Mart. I said fine, have fun. I am so bitter, I'm ready for a change too. Right now, it doesn't seem like me and the boys would be missing much. All we do is coordinate our schedules to see when we can schedule different, independent, activities. Plus, I'm ready for a new house, clean break and new environment. Oh well, talk with you later! Thanking you in advance for disregarding any and all typos! -----Original Message----- From: Nytasha.Sims@dynegy.com@ENRON [mailto:IMCEANOTES-Nytasha+2ESims+40dynegy+2Ecom+40ENRON@ENRON.com] Sent: Friday, October 05, 2001 10:12 AM To: Mims, Patrice L. Subject: Hello Hi Tricey!! How is your day going so far? Fine, I hope. I've been extremely busy. I'm glad it's Friday. Well, Siera received her report card yesterday and it's not good. I've almost cried myself into sickness. I don't know what else to do. I've prayed and given it to God, but she still struggles. We're seeking some outside tutoring right now. The 4th grade teacher at Southwest is going to tutor her. Keep her lifted up in prayer. She's pretty much given up completely. She thinks that she's dumb and that she'll be placed in special education. She wrote me a letter last night telling me to stop telling her that she's smart, because she's not. She said that she's dumb because her report card says so. That hurt me so bad. Lil' Steve's report card was excellent. He's doing a great job. The best thing we could've done for him was put him at Southwest. How's the school search going for Jordan? ********************************************************************** This e-mail is the property of Enron Corp. and/or its relevant affiliate and may contain confidential and privileged material for the sole use of the intended recipient (s). Any review, use, distribution or disclosure by others is strictly prohibited. If you are not the intended recipient (or authorized to receive for the recipient), please contact the sender or reply to Enron Corp. at enron.messaging.administration@enron.com and delete all copies of the message. This e-mail (and any attachments hereto) are not intended to be an offer (or an acceptance) and do not create or evidence a binding and enforceable contract between Enron Corp. 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