Everybody have a safe and Happy Halloween! Back Monday if not before.
Friday, October 29, 2004
Stinky Feet Confession
After work yesterday, I went home and got hubby and we went to drop off some materials at the mall for a promotion my company is doing. While there, hubby decides he wants to go into the mall. What, hubby never wants to go into the mall. Believe it or not, I was so tired, I said I had no desire to go into the mall. Me, woman, does not want to go into the mall! The earth hath tilted off balance. Actually, I am not much of a shopper anymore. I usually go shopping when I have something specific in mind that I need. Now that doesn't stop me from buying lots of things I didn't intend on buying, but...
I knew I had no money to spend and therefore mall = no fun. Hubby then suggested going into Barnes and Noble. Well, I knew I would be better off in the mall than in the bookstore. I can resist spending money on clothes, but I can't resist books. No siree bob.
So into the mall we went. I was hungry and tired and irritable and the mall was really the last place I wanted to be. I needed food to sustain any mall excersion. We went into Bag and Baggage, because apparently, news to me, hubby needed a bag.
"I need a bag."
"What do you need a bag for?"
"For work."
This is a man who I have offered to buy a briefcase for many times, but preferred up to this point, to carry all of his stuff around in a box. Yes a box.
So he looks through bags while I walk around the store wondering why in the world we are here, because I knew full well that hubby is not going to spend Bag and Baggage dollars on a bag. We should be at Office Max or something more appropriate. If hubby got a leather "bag" I would probably kill him because all he would most likely do is ruin it (sorry honey, but probably true).
Bag and Baggage was as far as I made it before I started whining about food, so I bribed, okay, manipulated, hubby into taking us to PF Changs. Yummy.
I am getting to the title of this post, really.
Despite hubby, "not wanting to be at the house" and being "bored", I convinced him to take us home. I was beat and all I wanted to do was get out of my work clothes and lay down. First thing I did when we got in the truck was take off my shoes.
Now I will admit I have some stinky feet. I mean stinky. So stinky that sometimes I can't even stand it and have to go wash my feet in the bathtub. Stinky as in, makes you sick, stinky. Certain shoes make it worse and I had on my worst pair yesterday. Even though I have the stinkiest, nastiest feet in the whole wide world, hubby likes to smell them just see how bad they really are. He smells my feet almost once a day. I don't know why, but it is now a joke between us. We have pictures from both our engagement pics and our wedding where he is smelling my feet. Yes, strange, I know, that we are.
So the first thing I did after taking my shoes off in the truck was stick them in front of his air conditioning vent. Aren't I such a loving wife?
"Shooter, those are disgusting. Don't do that again."
hee hee. Well, let's just say hubby tried to get me back by, "letting one go". It was his revenge. "Sniff that." As I rolled down the window and we fought over keeping the window rolled down, I stuck my foot back in front of his vent. He let go of the window button on his side of the truck.
"Baby, I can't compete with those. You win."
I was strangely proud that my stinky feet won out. Strangely proud. They don't always win though.
I knew I had no money to spend and therefore mall = no fun. Hubby then suggested going into Barnes and Noble. Well, I knew I would be better off in the mall than in the bookstore. I can resist spending money on clothes, but I can't resist books. No siree bob.
So into the mall we went. I was hungry and tired and irritable and the mall was really the last place I wanted to be. I needed food to sustain any mall excersion. We went into Bag and Baggage, because apparently, news to me, hubby needed a bag.
"I need a bag."
"What do you need a bag for?"
"For work."
This is a man who I have offered to buy a briefcase for many times, but preferred up to this point, to carry all of his stuff around in a box. Yes a box.
So he looks through bags while I walk around the store wondering why in the world we are here, because I knew full well that hubby is not going to spend Bag and Baggage dollars on a bag. We should be at Office Max or something more appropriate. If hubby got a leather "bag" I would probably kill him because all he would most likely do is ruin it (sorry honey, but probably true).
Bag and Baggage was as far as I made it before I started whining about food, so I bribed, okay, manipulated, hubby into taking us to PF Changs. Yummy.
I am getting to the title of this post, really.
Despite hubby, "not wanting to be at the house" and being "bored", I convinced him to take us home. I was beat and all I wanted to do was get out of my work clothes and lay down. First thing I did when we got in the truck was take off my shoes.
Now I will admit I have some stinky feet. I mean stinky. So stinky that sometimes I can't even stand it and have to go wash my feet in the bathtub. Stinky as in, makes you sick, stinky. Certain shoes make it worse and I had on my worst pair yesterday. Even though I have the stinkiest, nastiest feet in the whole wide world, hubby likes to smell them just see how bad they really are. He smells my feet almost once a day. I don't know why, but it is now a joke between us. We have pictures from both our engagement pics and our wedding where he is smelling my feet. Yes, strange, I know, that we are.
So the first thing I did after taking my shoes off in the truck was stick them in front of his air conditioning vent. Aren't I such a loving wife?
"Shooter, those are disgusting. Don't do that again."
hee hee. Well, let's just say hubby tried to get me back by, "letting one go". It was his revenge. "Sniff that." As I rolled down the window and we fought over keeping the window rolled down, I stuck my foot back in front of his vent. He let go of the window button on his side of the truck.
"Baby, I can't compete with those. You win."
I was strangely proud that my stinky feet won out. Strangely proud. They don't always win though.
Boopy Tales Week 2
Ok, Kids, here is last weeks story. Only had one guest author and that makes me sad. I am not a quitter though, so will continue to try and entertain myself with my own creativity and continue the weekly Boopy Tales on Monday. As for this story, well it lacks... a plot, an ending, a character, you name it, so I am begging on my knees for someone ( I am not above this, pleeeeeaaaaaaase!) anyone to finish this story. Even if it is just "The End". I would bribe you with gifts of candy or t-shirts or whatever your heart desires, but I know me and it would never get mailed most likely so I won't lead you on.
CATCHING TITLE FOR WEEK 2 OF BOOPY TALES: (Feel free to suggest something, yeah, YOU!)
The springs in the old truck dug into my underside as we bounced across the desert. 3:00 AM and I was trying to sleep, but the lighting was so bright that when I closed my eyes, the glow across my lids was too much and I opened them just in time to see the last threads of lighting touch the dusty ground.
My ever fearless mother, never once slowed down even though the rain was starting to create small rivers on the side of the road. I wish I could sleep, as it's hard not to press the non-existent brake peddle on the passenger side. Since I can't sleep, I concentrate on the ever impressive sky, all the while hoping that four rubber tires is enough in case we end up right under the lightning. I can't help but wonder, why did we have to make this trip in the first place.
FILL IN SOME BLANKS HERE PEOPLE
Thursday, October 28, 2004
This is how brain dead I am...
I am sitting here in BlogExplosion, doing my thang, and accidentally hit the wrong number. So I get Wrong Hit. Why does it have to be so difficult? Why can't we just pick a number or click a button that says, Next Blog? I don't want to think, just give me my stinking credits.
Right vs. Left, Blue vs. Red
WARNING: POLITICAL MATERIAL FOLLOWS (I'm so sorry)
Hubby and I have made plans to go vote tomorrow evening. This will be the first time either of us has ever voted (hunkering down to avoid flying objects). The conversation went like this:
Hubby: I was going to go by myself.
Shooter (me): But I thought we could go together. I don't want to wait in line forever by myself.
Hubby: Okay, we can go together. You can stand on the left and I will stand on the right.
Somehow, I don't know exactly how, but I managed to marry a Right, a Red. I don't know what happened.
I grew up liberal and well, I have never voted (don't tell Grandma or Mom), but I am just so disgusted with the whole system. Now before you going commenting about, well you can't complain about the system if you don't vote, whether I vote or not does nothing to change the system. Nor does your vote change the system. It just changes who is in charge and who is going to screw things up for the next four or six years. Now certain people screw it up worse, but in simple terms my view of politics is whoever has the most money wins. It's as simple as that.
Because of the state of the world today and because I think Kerry is the lesser of two evils, I will vote this year. My decision to vote was also clinched in that, by voting, I can cancel out hubby's vote.
I would like to apologize for falling into the politcal pit fall. I would also like to apologize for no real original material here lately. I am swamped at work and all of my creativity is being sucked out there so it leaves little to nothing left for here. Unless of course you want to here "bla blu, blug, huh?" Because by the time I have can blog, I am pretty much brain dead and a simple sentence will garner you a look of complete and utter idiocy that even if you asked me what my name was, I would probably say, "duh?" So, I will be back soon with some Boopyness for my six loyal readers.
I know I have 6 loyal readers because of this thing that tells you who links to you. Try it. You'll like it. I promise. Everyone's doing it. Oh wait, that's BlogExplosion. Anyways, off the deep end. Here's the link: www.wholinkstome.com.
Hubby and I have made plans to go vote tomorrow evening. This will be the first time either of us has ever voted (hunkering down to avoid flying objects). The conversation went like this:
Hubby: I was going to go by myself.
Shooter (me): But I thought we could go together. I don't want to wait in line forever by myself.
Hubby: Okay, we can go together. You can stand on the left and I will stand on the right.
Somehow, I don't know exactly how, but I managed to marry a Right, a Red. I don't know what happened.
I grew up liberal and well, I have never voted (don't tell Grandma or Mom), but I am just so disgusted with the whole system. Now before you going commenting about, well you can't complain about the system if you don't vote, whether I vote or not does nothing to change the system. Nor does your vote change the system. It just changes who is in charge and who is going to screw things up for the next four or six years. Now certain people screw it up worse, but in simple terms my view of politics is whoever has the most money wins. It's as simple as that.
Because of the state of the world today and because I think Kerry is the lesser of two evils, I will vote this year. My decision to vote was also clinched in that, by voting, I can cancel out hubby's vote.
I would like to apologize for falling into the politcal pit fall. I would also like to apologize for no real original material here lately. I am swamped at work and all of my creativity is being sucked out there so it leaves little to nothing left for here. Unless of course you want to here "bla blu, blug, huh?" Because by the time I have can blog, I am pretty much brain dead and a simple sentence will garner you a look of complete and utter idiocy that even if you asked me what my name was, I would probably say, "duh?" So, I will be back soon with some Boopyness for my six loyal readers.
I know I have 6 loyal readers because of this thing that tells you who links to you. Try it. You'll like it. I promise. Everyone's doing it. Oh wait, that's BlogExplosion. Anyways, off the deep end. Here's the link: www.wholinkstome.com.
Bookworm Meme
Brandie has started the Thursday Bookworm, so here you go:
1. What would you consider your favorite book of all time? Why? (Really sell it to us... make us want to run right out and buy it!!!). The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks is a wonderful story about love and life, the ups and downs and having faith. I have probably read it 10 times. I cry at least twice every time I read it. The movie wasn't that good, but the book is
2. What would you consider the most heinous, horrible book you've ever read? Tell us why we should NEVER read it. I don't really have an answer to this one. If I can't get into a book, I won't read it.
3. Have you ever started a book and been unable to finish it? Which one, and why? Do you think you'll ever pick it up again? A lot of Steven King novels I have a hard time with because of so many characters. You are half way through the book and still developing characters.
4. How often do you read a new book? In general, how long does it take you to finish a book (minus those pesky distractions like work, sleep, school, etc.)? I have joined www.booksfree.com so I have been reading more lately. Depending on how good a book is, I can stay up all night and finish a book in two days. As a child I would go to the library and check out like 30 books and then be back in a week to get more. At that time I didn't do anything but chores and read though.
5. Have you ever liked a book so much, you read it again? I read all of Nicholas Sparks books over and over. I also will re-read Gone With the Wind on occasion.
1. What would you consider your favorite book of all time? Why? (Really sell it to us... make us want to run right out and buy it!!!). The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks is a wonderful story about love and life, the ups and downs and having faith. I have probably read it 10 times. I cry at least twice every time I read it. The movie wasn't that good, but the book is
2. What would you consider the most heinous, horrible book you've ever read? Tell us why we should NEVER read it. I don't really have an answer to this one. If I can't get into a book, I won't read it.
3. Have you ever started a book and been unable to finish it? Which one, and why? Do you think you'll ever pick it up again? A lot of Steven King novels I have a hard time with because of so many characters. You are half way through the book and still developing characters.
4. How often do you read a new book? In general, how long does it take you to finish a book (minus those pesky distractions like work, sleep, school, etc.)? I have joined www.booksfree.com so I have been reading more lately. Depending on how good a book is, I can stay up all night and finish a book in two days. As a child I would go to the library and check out like 30 books and then be back in a week to get more. At that time I didn't do anything but chores and read though.
5. Have you ever liked a book so much, you read it again? I read all of Nicholas Sparks books over and over. I also will re-read Gone With the Wind on occasion.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Halo Style
Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.
Okay, I am back to Haloscan and I am very sorry to lose all my wonderful comments from my wonderful readers, but I got frusrated today (not a shocker) that I couldn't see who was commenting. So now I can link and see and am a happy camper again. Brain hurts.
Okay, I am back to Haloscan and I am very sorry to lose all my wonderful comments from my wonderful readers, but I got frusrated today (not a shocker) that I couldn't see who was commenting. So now I can link and see and am a happy camper again. Brain hurts.
Brain Dead
To my few loyal readers, sorry for the absence, but work has stepped in front of my blogging ability and is being steadfast. I am slowly swimming out of the paperwork on my desk, but my brain hurts and my creativity button is no longer working. So here is some random stuffola:
Amy of at Psychobabble did this for me with her Anagram Artist:
Fleas Snubbed Blob
Elf Bobsled Bus Ban
Blessed Bob Nab Flu
Bendable Boss Flub
I like the last one personally.
Giggling Universe asked me some questions back when I asked anyone to ask me anything. Apparently I must be fairly transparent as no one except Miss Em wants to know anything about me. So here are the answers to your questions Em:
Em asked
1) what would we be most surprised to know about you?
2) what is the craziest thing you did in college?
1) What would you be most surprised to know about me?
I have been thinking on that one and still trying to come up with an answer.
Cheesy answer: I was a huge cowgirl in College. Wore Rocky Mountains and boots and belt buckles and cowboy hats and danced the two-step all the time. I worked in every major country bar in Austin at one point in my college career. I was on a country western dance team at one point and my dance partner and I still have moves used in Austin bars.
Answer #2: I suffered a major bout of depression in college. Debilitating depression along with some physical illnesses. I had to drop out of college for the semester and was pretty much in bed for a month. I could hardly walk, eat or sleep. I was on a lot of medication until they finally figured out what was wrong with me. Not a single person visited me during this time. My parents spoke kindly to each other during this time. I eventually crawled out of the hole and recovered nicely.
2) The craziest thing I did in college? Well, here's a list of some of the crazy things I did in college:
On another note, and at the risk of sounding like a stalker, I had a dream about dooce the other night. Don't know why, other than I think she is one of the greatest things since sliced bread cuz she makes me laugh and laugh and I just gotta get my dooce everyday. Anyways... on with the dream recap: I dreamed that I went to her house, which happened to be in ugly Houston and not beautiful snowy Utah. I was summoned to the dooce house to babysit the dooce baby, Miss Leta. And she was as beautiful baby ever. She was also not the screaming crying child that dooce refers to, but hey this was my dream, my way. Dooce herself was as cool as can be and she stayed to talk to me for a little while when she returned from her jaunt wherever. I don't know and I didn't care. I was watching THE DOOCE BABY! Anyway, that was about it. I remember leaving nonchalantly in the dream even though I did not ever want to leave, because I wanted to learn more about Her Dooceness.
I wasn't sure whether or not I should even tell anyone about my dream. I mean it is on the verge of strange. Okay, it's leaning into the strange pit with at least one foot and one hand, but hey, this is my crazy.
Amy of at Psychobabble did this for me with her Anagram Artist:
Fleas Snubbed Blob
Elf Bobsled Bus Ban
Blessed Bob Nab Flu
Bendable Boss Flub
I like the last one personally.
Giggling Universe asked me some questions back when I asked anyone to ask me anything. Apparently I must be fairly transparent as no one except Miss Em wants to know anything about me. So here are the answers to your questions Em:
Em asked
1) what would we be most surprised to know about you?
2) what is the craziest thing you did in college?
1) What would you be most surprised to know about me?
I have been thinking on that one and still trying to come up with an answer.
Cheesy answer: I was a huge cowgirl in College. Wore Rocky Mountains and boots and belt buckles and cowboy hats and danced the two-step all the time. I worked in every major country bar in Austin at one point in my college career. I was on a country western dance team at one point and my dance partner and I still have moves used in Austin bars.
Answer #2: I suffered a major bout of depression in college. Debilitating depression along with some physical illnesses. I had to drop out of college for the semester and was pretty much in bed for a month. I could hardly walk, eat or sleep. I was on a lot of medication until they finally figured out what was wrong with me. Not a single person visited me during this time. My parents spoke kindly to each other during this time. I eventually crawled out of the hole and recovered nicely.
2) The craziest thing I did in college? Well, here's a list of some of the crazy things I did in college:
- did a keg stand
- in the middle of spring break week decided to drive from Austin to Taos to go skiing for two days, almost died coming home by driving off a cliff
- went out with men you spit snuff while dancing (yes THAT is crazy)
- went into a grocery store with my hair in a high ponytail, braided and sticking straight up on my head. I looked like a Snorkle. My best friend Mel had hers into two pigtails braided. It started as a dare, because she had to go into the liquor store by herself like this. (Yes a small amount of alcohol was involved)
I am sure there are more that I can't remember as I have killed many brain cells since college.
On another note, and at the risk of sounding like a stalker, I had a dream about dooce the other night. Don't know why, other than I think she is one of the greatest things since sliced bread cuz she makes me laugh and laugh and I just gotta get my dooce everyday. Anyways... on with the dream recap: I dreamed that I went to her house, which happened to be in ugly Houston and not beautiful snowy Utah. I was summoned to the dooce house to babysit the dooce baby, Miss Leta. And she was as beautiful baby ever. She was also not the screaming crying child that dooce refers to, but hey this was my dream, my way. Dooce herself was as cool as can be and she stayed to talk to me for a little while when she returned from her jaunt wherever. I don't know and I didn't care. I was watching THE DOOCE BABY! Anyway, that was about it. I remember leaving nonchalantly in the dream even though I did not ever want to leave, because I wanted to learn more about Her Dooceness.
I wasn't sure whether or not I should even tell anyone about my dream. I mean it is on the verge of strange. Okay, it's leaning into the strange pit with at least one foot and one hand, but hey, this is my crazy.
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Boop-a-fied
Check me out! Don't you just love it? My site rocks now because the gals over at www.ciamybella.com have been working overtime and they are awesome. Check them out individually at www.ladybuggin.com and www.twelveone.org. These girls rock and you still have time to get your free redesign until the end of October. They did a great job and I hope that they will soon start makin' the moula! Thanks for all the hard work and long hours that went into putting my new site together.
I am swamped at work so that is my post for now. I haven't even had time to read much less post, but at least now you can check out my Boopyness! I haven't posted TELL-A-TALE, now called Boop Tales, from last week as I only had one guest author, so get on over there and write some Boopy Tales!
I am swamped at work so that is my post for now. I haven't even had time to read much less post, but at least now you can check out my Boopyness! I haven't posted TELL-A-TALE, now called Boop Tales, from last week as I only had one guest author, so get on over there and write some Boopy Tales!
Monday, October 25, 2004
Things you've never heard...
Me and the girls had Drunco (aka Bunco) Friday night and of course did the Halloween theme. We had a couple cats, a couple black eyed peas (me one of them) and a little red riding hood, a witch and hula girl, a Spartan Cheerleader and some Old Navy Halloween wanna bees. I missed the highlight of night as I came out of the bathroom to hear, "She did oral on my tail." Now that is something you just don't hear everyday.
Buried
Sometimes taking a day off just isn't worth the catch up you have to do when you get back. I am here, but probably won't be able to blog til this afternoon. Waaaaa! I am going through withdrawals!
Thursday, October 21, 2004
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Sleepy. Very sleepy. Astros lost last night, but they held their own! Go Astros! They are going to win it tonight!
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
the drama continues
Well hubby just called and it looks like THE house might be available again. I am trying not to get too excited, but I am grinning from ear to ear. Wish us luck!!!
What would you like to know?
Questions? Ask me anything. I will answer just about anything. If I won't well I hope you'll accept my reason. Ask away!
Token Meme
Name THREE of your........
1. Pet Peeves: stupid drivers, repetitive noise, finger nail clipping
2. Favorite Sounds: a baby's laugh, storms, the phone ringing when it is someone I haven't heard from in awhile
3. Favorite Flavors of Candy: jelly beans, chocolate, red hots (I know they are all more types of candy
4. Biggest Fears: not having children, dying in a car crash, being attacked
5. Biggest Challenges: Going to the gym, buying a house, focusing at work
6. Favorite Department Stores: TARGET, Kohl's and Foley's.
7. Most Used Words: Baby, F&%@, and Love
8. Favorite Pizza Toppings: Cheese, hamburger, bell pepper
9. Favorite Cartoon Characters: Calvin & Hobbes, Betty Boop, Snoopy
10. Movies Recently Watched: Mean Girls, Four Feathers, Kiss the Girls
11. Favorite Fruits: oranges, pineapple, honeydew melon
12. Favorite Vegetables: sweet corn, carrots, and sugar snap peas
Selling Guidelines
I work in the marketing and advertising world and I am constantly having to talk to sales people. People who sell publications. I have gotten to the point where I try to just get them to send me the information via email and then avoid their calls. I pretty much know up front whether or not we are going to be interested in a certain publication. Sometimes I am just not in the mood that I can say no, so I lead them on for a little bit. Not on purpose, just because I am lazy. Occassionally I do allow a sales person to enter my domain (aka, my office) and give me the "sales pitch" in person. Here are some tips on how to sell me something and how not to.
When in person:
1. Show up ON TIME. I hate people who are late and especially if you are trying to sell me something. If you are lost, call me and let me know.
2. Don't babble about crap I could care less about. I know what the weather is outside. You are wasting my time and cutting into my blog time.
3. If I have already told you we will not spend any more money this year, quit trying to sell me this year.
4. I of course know that you have "the best publication for my needs." If you didn't say this crap, your boss would FIRE you because you couldn't sell. I know what is perfect for my business, not you.
On the phone:
1. If they first thing you say is, "How are you, Ms. Client?" I know immediately you are a sales person and although I might say, "fine, how are you?" what I really want to say is, "whatever you want to sell me, I probably don't want so hurry up and pitch so I can hang up on you."
2. If I explain nicely why you are not a fit for our company, shut up already. If I have to say "No" more than twice, I am annoyed and most likely will eventually say, "Thank you, we are not interested, good-bye." Click.
3. Do not try to explain my business to me. That will only serve to annoy me faster and push #2 into happening faster.
4. Do not have someone else from your same company call me in the same week and then act like you didn't know someone with your publication already called me this week. Right hand learn what the left hand is doing.
5. If you leave 5 messages in two days, I will most likely not call you back out of spite.
6. If you do leave 5 messages in two days and I do not call you back, take this as a good sign that I AM NOT INTERESTED. Leave me alone.
When in person:
1. Show up ON TIME. I hate people who are late and especially if you are trying to sell me something. If you are lost, call me and let me know.
2. Don't babble about crap I could care less about. I know what the weather is outside. You are wasting my time and cutting into my blog time.
3. If I have already told you we will not spend any more money this year, quit trying to sell me this year.
4. I of course know that you have "the best publication for my needs." If you didn't say this crap, your boss would FIRE you because you couldn't sell. I know what is perfect for my business, not you.
On the phone:
1. If they first thing you say is, "How are you, Ms. Client?" I know immediately you are a sales person and although I might say, "fine, how are you?" what I really want to say is, "whatever you want to sell me, I probably don't want so hurry up and pitch so I can hang up on you."
2. If I explain nicely why you are not a fit for our company, shut up already. If I have to say "No" more than twice, I am annoyed and most likely will eventually say, "Thank you, we are not interested, good-bye." Click.
3. Do not try to explain my business to me. That will only serve to annoy me faster and push #2 into happening faster.
4. Do not have someone else from your same company call me in the same week and then act like you didn't know someone with your publication already called me this week. Right hand learn what the left hand is doing.
5. If you leave 5 messages in two days, I will most likely not call you back out of spite.
6. If you do leave 5 messages in two days and I do not call you back, take this as a good sign that I AM NOT INTERESTED. Leave me alone.
Blog Questions # 500
Has anyone figured out a way to install Haloscan and not lose all their comments?
College
No, I am not going to regale you with tales of college, although that would be interesting. Sometime I will. I am just going to share this with you. It reminded me of my days in college.
Well we were just dumb kids with a six pack
That a bad fake ID bought
Sitting on the living room couch
Hoping that we didn't get caught
And when we did, my Dad had some good advice for me
He said, son, there's a time and place
for just about everything
It's called college
Next thing I know, I'm packing up,
and hey I'm outta here
A backseat full of clothes
In my old Cavalier
There was empty pizza boxes
stacked around the room
a couple of beers on a Tuesday
and one in the afternoon
Hey College
Those were the best days of my life
I found my friends, myself and my wife
I learned almost everything that I know
Without ever gaining knowledge
In college
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah In college
In college, yeah, yeah, yeah
I had sucha good time in those four years
that I stretched it into six (me too)
And I'd like to thank ole George's Bar
For the classes that I missed
I was searching for the meaning of life
When I saw her walk my way
There was not doubt in my mind that it wasn't about a GPA
Hey College
Those were the best days of my life
I found my friends, myself and my wife
I learned almost everything that I know
Without ever gaining knowledge
In college
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah In college
In college, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, college.
Well we were just dumb kids with a six pack
That a bad fake ID bought
Sitting on the living room couch
Hoping that we didn't get caught
And when we did, my Dad had some good advice for me
He said, son, there's a time and place
for just about everything
It's called college
Next thing I know, I'm packing up,
and hey I'm outta here
A backseat full of clothes
In my old Cavalier
There was empty pizza boxes
stacked around the room
a couple of beers on a Tuesday
and one in the afternoon
Hey College
Those were the best days of my life
I found my friends, myself and my wife
I learned almost everything that I know
Without ever gaining knowledge
In college
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah In college
In college, yeah, yeah, yeah
I had sucha good time in those four years
that I stretched it into six (me too)
And I'd like to thank ole George's Bar
For the classes that I missed
I was searching for the meaning of life
When I saw her walk my way
There was not doubt in my mind that it wasn't about a GPA
Hey College
Those were the best days of my life
I found my friends, myself and my wife
I learned almost everything that I know
Without ever gaining knowledge
In college
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah In college
In college, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, college.
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Freeness lalalalala
I have the urge to go driving or hiking or just be outside. Too bad it is hot and humid and sticky here. I miss hiking and realize that what I truly miss is hiking in NM. I miss doing outside things that cannot be done in South Texas because you will melt into a small puddle and no one will ever know you are gone. I feel free today. Amazing that yesterday was a heart breaking day. I guess that might explain my previous post of the throwing up of all things religious. Sorry about that.
I will try to stick to light, fun, pretty, nice thingies. Does anyone else have the problem of having so many blogfriends that it takes ALL DAY to get through your blog roll? Anyone? I mean, I stay late at work just so I can get through so I can start from the beginning the next day. I have a problem. I know. Soon there will be groups, blogs even probably, of Bloggers Anonymous. Hi! My name is Jazzy and I am a Blogaholic.
I will try to stick to light, fun, pretty, nice thingies. Does anyone else have the problem of having so many blogfriends that it takes ALL DAY to get through your blog roll? Anyone? I mean, I stay late at work just so I can get through so I can start from the beginning the next day. I have a problem. I know. Soon there will be groups, blogs even probably, of Bloggers Anonymous. Hi! My name is Jazzy and I am a Blogaholic.
I am blessed...
Thanks to everyone for their kind words and their cheer. I am having a great day despite waking up at o-dark-thirty (5:30 AM) this morning. I had two cups of coffee and a yummy lunch and I feel great. I am blessed to have a wonderful husband that I know that no matter what happens, as long as we have each other, everything will be fine. We are looking at new houses and thanking Gof for leading us where we need to go. I am blessed to have friends and family that care about me and support me when I am down. I am blessed to have a job I like most of the time. I am blessed to have a roof over my head. I am blessed to have friends to go to Buffalo Wild Wings with and watch the Astros WIN!!! Go Astros! and I am blessed that I have the funds to spend money on beer at Buffalo Wild Wings. I am blessed to be able to buy the brand new Pat Green. I am blessed.
Thanks for all your support!
Funny, I still catch myself when I talk about God. I had planned on writing this post yesterday until the house debacle occurred. I went to Temple for the first time in about 10 years this weekend for a Bat Mitzvah of a cousin.
To give you some background, my Mom is Quaker, but was brought up Episcopalian and my Dad and Stepmom are Jewish. I living with my mother the first half of my life and had limited exposure to religion of any sort. We celebrated Christian holidays, but I had not religious education of any sort. When I moved to my Dad's when I was 12, I was pretty much told that if I was going to live there, I would go to Hebrew School. I was asked the question at the age of 12, "Do you believe that Jesus is the son of God?" I answered honestly and to the best of my ability at that time. My answer was "No." And there you go, I was "Jewish" from 12 to 18 years old. I went to Hebrew School once a week, every week of the year just about. At 13 I was Bat Mitzvah'd. I went all the way to 18. I was confirmed. It all meant nothing to me.
In high school I considered myself an atheist. As I moved on to college and matured a little bit, I considered myself agnostic. I talked to a "higher power" sometimes, but it was more of a subconsious thing. One day I was walking through campus and going to look up a class grade. A class I knew I was not doing particularly well in. I stopped on the East Mall at UT and looked up and said to myself, "God, please let me pass this class." I did pass, but this moment still didn't reveal much to me until many years later, but I believe it was my turning point. Indiscussions about religion prior to this moment I denounced things I did not agree with and deep down I knew in my heart that I really didn't know enough about any of it to denounce anything. I slowly came around and begin praying or "talking to God" as I like to see it, more often. I found myself opening up to all religions a little more.
I "generally" don't necessarily agree with organized religion, but I can now respect all people and their beliefs as long as they respect mine. I have a problem discussing religion with anyone who cannot justify their beliefs by giving me anything more than, "Well, that is what I have been taught," or "that is what the bible/torah/whatever, says." I highly respect people who have searched for and found their faith on their own. I tend to lean more towards Judaism than Christianity. I consider myself to have a very strong faith now in God and I cannot understand people who hate and denounce and are down right despicable in their behavior to people that do not agree with their religions beliefs. We all have a God. Have faith. Believe. Respect others. Any God would want those things.
Sorry for the long winded religious speech. My point at the beginning was that I went to Temple for the first time pretty much ever where I believed in what was being said and why I was there. I sat there wanting to read my Torah giving to me at my Bat Mitzvah. I read the book The Da Vinci Code and it brought about a lot of discussion between me and the hubby, sometimes very heated. I know this book is fiction, but I am thankful that it made me question and think and it brought about understanding and respect. I rely on God a lot and can't even think about how much my life was missing before I had my faith. I can understand how I could spend so much of my childhood depressed. I had no faith and therefore nothing to look to, to help me out of that hole. Okay, I am stopping now.
Thanks again for the jokes and the support and thanks for reading my bundles of babbles.
Thanks for all your support!
Funny, I still catch myself when I talk about God. I had planned on writing this post yesterday until the house debacle occurred. I went to Temple for the first time in about 10 years this weekend for a Bat Mitzvah of a cousin.
To give you some background, my Mom is Quaker, but was brought up Episcopalian and my Dad and Stepmom are Jewish. I living with my mother the first half of my life and had limited exposure to religion of any sort. We celebrated Christian holidays, but I had not religious education of any sort. When I moved to my Dad's when I was 12, I was pretty much told that if I was going to live there, I would go to Hebrew School. I was asked the question at the age of 12, "Do you believe that Jesus is the son of God?" I answered honestly and to the best of my ability at that time. My answer was "No." And there you go, I was "Jewish" from 12 to 18 years old. I went to Hebrew School once a week, every week of the year just about. At 13 I was Bat Mitzvah'd. I went all the way to 18. I was confirmed. It all meant nothing to me.
In high school I considered myself an atheist. As I moved on to college and matured a little bit, I considered myself agnostic. I talked to a "higher power" sometimes, but it was more of a subconsious thing. One day I was walking through campus and going to look up a class grade. A class I knew I was not doing particularly well in. I stopped on the East Mall at UT and looked up and said to myself, "God, please let me pass this class." I did pass, but this moment still didn't reveal much to me until many years later, but I believe it was my turning point. Indiscussions about religion prior to this moment I denounced things I did not agree with and deep down I knew in my heart that I really didn't know enough about any of it to denounce anything. I slowly came around and begin praying or "talking to God" as I like to see it, more often. I found myself opening up to all religions a little more.
I "generally" don't necessarily agree with organized religion, but I can now respect all people and their beliefs as long as they respect mine. I have a problem discussing religion with anyone who cannot justify their beliefs by giving me anything more than, "Well, that is what I have been taught," or "that is what the bible/torah/whatever, says." I highly respect people who have searched for and found their faith on their own. I tend to lean more towards Judaism than Christianity. I consider myself to have a very strong faith now in God and I cannot understand people who hate and denounce and are down right despicable in their behavior to people that do not agree with their religions beliefs. We all have a God. Have faith. Believe. Respect others. Any God would want those things.
Sorry for the long winded religious speech. My point at the beginning was that I went to Temple for the first time pretty much ever where I believed in what was being said and why I was there. I sat there wanting to read my Torah giving to me at my Bat Mitzvah. I read the book The Da Vinci Code and it brought about a lot of discussion between me and the hubby, sometimes very heated. I know this book is fiction, but I am thankful that it made me question and think and it brought about understanding and respect. I rely on God a lot and can't even think about how much my life was missing before I had my faith. I can understand how I could spend so much of my childhood depressed. I had no faith and therefore nothing to look to, to help me out of that hole. Okay, I am stopping now.
Thanks again for the jokes and the support and thanks for reading my bundles of babbles.
Monday, October 18, 2004
Needing love...
Is there anybody out there? I've seen this on a couple other people's sites so I'm stealing it. Someone, anyone, cheer me up. Tell me a joke or something. Thanks in advance.
You might be a redneck...
I little while ago, I promised you the epitome of Texas trucks. You might be a redneck if...
That's hubby looking at it like, What the...? Doesn't he have a cute butt?
Heartbroken
The house fell through. Thanks to everyone for their well wishes. The homeowners had a buyer before us that they decided they did not want to do business with for reasons I don't know. The buyer had not contacted them in two weeks until today when he went to the title company. The homeowners are legally bound to uphold the previous contract. This was in the back of my mind the whole time, but not knowing a whole lot about the process of buying a house, I figured that everyone else knew what they were doing.
I feel terrible for hubby who has done all the work for us to buy this house. We have been working without a realtor and hubby has pretty much learned how to buy a house all on his own with the help of friends in the business. I am sure the news of the house is much harder on him because of this. I am sorry Bibi. I love you.
The unky mood on the left should really say heartbroken.
I feel terrible for hubby who has done all the work for us to buy this house. We have been working without a realtor and hubby has pretty much learned how to buy a house all on his own with the help of friends in the business. I am sure the news of the house is much harder on him because of this. I am sorry Bibi. I love you.
The unky mood on the left should really say heartbroken.
TELL-A-TALE Week 2
TELL-A-TALE Week 2
The springs in the old truck dug into my underside as we bounced across the desert. 3:00 AM and I was trying to sleep, but the lighting was so bright that when I closed my eyes, the glow across my lids was too much and I opened them just in time to see the last threads of lighting touch the dusty ground.
Remember to Comment to add on to the story.
Friday, October 15, 2004
The Story...
As it is the end of the first week of TELL-A-TALE (playing with the name)here is the entire story from beginning to end. I took the liberty of coming up with a title, hope that my co-authors are okay with it. Thank you to Jujubee, Genuine, and Jenny for being my co-authors. Check back Monday for a new TALE.
Pretending to be Poppie
The last thing I remembered was the flowers. All of the flowers. So many colors, swaying in the wind. That's the last thing I remember.
When people ask me of the accident I draw a blank. I believe you would too, given the circumstances.
There was a quietness about this journey. The feeling of aloneness and the feeling of flying overcame any fear I might have experienced.
Not only can't I remember the accident, but I'm seriously irritated that I landed in a field of poppies. The pollen has activated my allergies, causing welts of enormous size to appear all over my face. But I do smell lovely.
Pretending to be Poppie
The last thing I remembered was the flowers. All of the flowers. So many colors, swaying in the wind. That's the last thing I remember.
When people ask me of the accident I draw a blank. I believe you would too, given the circumstances.
There was a quietness about this journey. The feeling of aloneness and the feeling of flying overcame any fear I might have experienced.
Not only can't I remember the accident, but I'm seriously irritated that I landed in a field of poppies. The pollen has activated my allergies, causing welts of enormous size to appear all over my face. But I do smell lovely.
Lazy
Stolen from Jujubee.
1. Tell me something obvious about you. I'm short
2. Tell me something about you that many don't know. I am very insecure
3. What is your biggest fear? not being able to have kids
4. Do you normally go the safe route or take the short cut? safe route
5. Name one thing you want that you can't buy with money. that my sister has healthy twins and the birth is easy on her (as easy as it can be)
6. What is your most treasured possession? the book my grandmother gave me a couple of years ago that is scrapbook of stuff from my life that she had been saving forever
7. What is the one thing you hate most about yourself that you do often? I tend to interrupt people when they are talking. I am worried about not getting heard.
8. Tell me something sexual about you that I don't know. I doubt any of you reading know anything sexual about me. I am female.
9. Tell me something sexual about you that everyone knows. See # 8. I have it.
10. What is your favorite lie to tell? I'm fine.
11. Name something you've done once that you can't wait to do again. Go to NY, I am jealous that Rude Cactus and The Fish just got back.
12. Are you the jealous type? No, despite the above comment.
13. What is the one person, place or thing you can't say no to? Cheesecake
14. What is the nicest thing someone has ever done for you? Most recently Bekah paid for an extra hour of photography at my wedding so I could enjoy the night and quit crying.
15. If you could do something crazy right now, what would it be? Hop on a plan to anywhere
16. When was the last time you cried? I don't remember, but I tear up a lot reading blogs
17. When was the last time you felt so good that nothing else mattered? hmmm, a couple of days ago I felt pretty good, but when this houses closes,nothing else will matter!
18. Do you feel comfortable in public with no shirt on? Sure, bathing suits work fine
19. Name something embarrassing you did while being drunk. One thing? I got wasted at my company Christmas party last year and practically had to be carried out. That's embarrassing.
1. Tell me something obvious about you. I'm short
2. Tell me something about you that many don't know. I am very insecure
3. What is your biggest fear? not being able to have kids
4. Do you normally go the safe route or take the short cut? safe route
5. Name one thing you want that you can't buy with money. that my sister has healthy twins and the birth is easy on her (as easy as it can be)
6. What is your most treasured possession? the book my grandmother gave me a couple of years ago that is scrapbook of stuff from my life that she had been saving forever
7. What is the one thing you hate most about yourself that you do often? I tend to interrupt people when they are talking. I am worried about not getting heard.
8. Tell me something sexual about you that I don't know. I doubt any of you reading know anything sexual about me. I am female.
9. Tell me something sexual about you that everyone knows. See # 8. I have it.
10. What is your favorite lie to tell? I'm fine.
11. Name something you've done once that you can't wait to do again. Go to NY, I am jealous that Rude Cactus and The Fish just got back.
12. Are you the jealous type? No, despite the above comment.
13. What is the one person, place or thing you can't say no to? Cheesecake
14. What is the nicest thing someone has ever done for you? Most recently Bekah paid for an extra hour of photography at my wedding so I could enjoy the night and quit crying.
15. If you could do something crazy right now, what would it be? Hop on a plan to anywhere
16. When was the last time you cried? I don't remember, but I tear up a lot reading blogs
17. When was the last time you felt so good that nothing else mattered? hmmm, a couple of days ago I felt pretty good, but when this houses closes,nothing else will matter!
18. Do you feel comfortable in public with no shirt on? Sure, bathing suits work fine
19. Name something embarrassing you did while being drunk. One thing? I got wasted at my company Christmas party last year and practically had to be carried out. That's embarrassing.
Thursday, October 14, 2004
effing blogroll
I cannot get blogroll to work. I have been messing with this piece of crap and it does not tell me when people update. Can anyone help me????
And I have to login to Blogger every time I want to change something or comment! argh!
And I have to login to Blogger every time I want to change something or comment! argh!
Random Questions
Can anyone tell me the reasoning behind why DVD/VHS Movies are released on Tuesdays? This has been bothering me for awhile. My answer is that since most video stores have between 2 and 5 day rentals, Wednesday is about when people would start renting movies for the weekend. So, if movies are released on Tuesday's people will buy the movie rather than rent it because they have to have it now, now, now. I have not idea if that is right, but that is my made up answer.
Second, what is with all the creepy mannequin commercials. I don't get the marketing idea behind this. Foley's has some, Cotton has some and some car manufacturers have some. Why the creepy mannequins???
I found out yesterday that hubby has read my blog. I was surprised. See, when I first started the blogging, he did night like it at all. He felt that it would open me up to bad people (Stay away bad people!). I understood his paranoia, I really did, but I got very defensive and after much argument we agreed that I would blog and he would ignore the fact that I blogged. I'm glad he reads. At one point about a month ago I even considered giving up blogging. I had been out sick for a couple of days and had contemplated stopping. Blogging had come up at a family dinner and I couldn't explain WHY I needed to blog. Comments were made like, "Why would anyone want to put their life online?" and "I don't even keep a journal at home." I still cannot explain in words why I blog. I guess I need it. It is a release, but it is also a way for me to connect with people. I thrive on connecting with people. I guess it is also a little bit of what Tiff said about voyeurism. Everyone likes attention. Everyone likes to relate to people and have other people relate to them. I think blogging allows strangers to connect in a way that just cannot be done face to face. When I came back from being sick with the decision made that I would probably stop, I logged on and started reading some of my favorite blogs. I had comments on my blog and I felt good. Blogging makes me feel good. I see good in people that is lacking so much in today's society. So many good things have come from blogging. I learn from blogging. I have reconnected with Emily through blogging probably more than I could have just talking on the phone or when we get together once a month or so. I get to hear more about my sister's life than I normally do. I have reconnected with people that I might not have done so as much without blogging. This is a busy world and we get caught up in every day things and lose touch with people we care about. Sad to say that if you don't have email, you probably don't hear from me much. I am not a phone person. I talk on the phone at work, I don't like to do it at home. It doesn't mean I don't love you or want to talk to you on the phone, but you will hear so much more from me by email than by phone.
Wow that turned into a long one. Off to work for awhile.
Second, what is with all the creepy mannequin commercials. I don't get the marketing idea behind this. Foley's has some, Cotton has some and some car manufacturers have some. Why the creepy mannequins???
I found out yesterday that hubby has read my blog. I was surprised. See, when I first started the blogging, he did night like it at all. He felt that it would open me up to bad people (Stay away bad people!). I understood his paranoia, I really did, but I got very defensive and after much argument we agreed that I would blog and he would ignore the fact that I blogged. I'm glad he reads. At one point about a month ago I even considered giving up blogging. I had been out sick for a couple of days and had contemplated stopping. Blogging had come up at a family dinner and I couldn't explain WHY I needed to blog. Comments were made like, "Why would anyone want to put their life online?" and "I don't even keep a journal at home." I still cannot explain in words why I blog. I guess I need it. It is a release, but it is also a way for me to connect with people. I thrive on connecting with people. I guess it is also a little bit of what Tiff said about voyeurism. Everyone likes attention. Everyone likes to relate to people and have other people relate to them. I think blogging allows strangers to connect in a way that just cannot be done face to face. When I came back from being sick with the decision made that I would probably stop, I logged on and started reading some of my favorite blogs. I had comments on my blog and I felt good. Blogging makes me feel good. I see good in people that is lacking so much in today's society. So many good things have come from blogging. I learn from blogging. I have reconnected with Emily through blogging probably more than I could have just talking on the phone or when we get together once a month or so. I get to hear more about my sister's life than I normally do. I have reconnected with people that I might not have done so as much without blogging. This is a busy world and we get caught up in every day things and lose touch with people we care about. Sad to say that if you don't have email, you probably don't hear from me much. I am not a phone person. I talk on the phone at work, I don't like to do it at home. It doesn't mean I don't love you or want to talk to you on the phone, but you will hear so much more from me by email than by phone.
Wow that turned into a long one. Off to work for awhile.
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Stealing
Stole this from Hankpiece
100 Answers. Try it if you like.
1. Kissed your cousin: Nope, this isn't Arkansas
2. Ran away: I don't think I ever did this
3. Pictured your crush naked: yes
4. skipped school: yes, once or twice in high school, a lot in college
5. Broken someone's heart: Don't know, I think so, but sounds egotistical to say yes
6. Been in love: Still am
7. Cried when someone died: yes
8. Wanted someone you knew you couldn't have: yeah
9. Broken a bone: Nose and Toes
10. Done something embarrassing: Always
11. Done a drug: Yes
12. Cried in school: Me, cry in school? Never. Okay, that's a BIG lie
WHICH IS BETTER...
13. Coke or Pepsi: neither, I don't anything but Sprite
14. Sprite or 7UP: Sprite
15. Girls or Guys: huh?
16. Flowers or Candy: Normally flowers, today, candy
17. Scruff or Clean shaved: Clean shaven, like a baby's butt
18. Blondes or Brunettes: who cares
19. Bitchy or Slutty: How about a bitchy slut?
20. Tall or Short: I like tall, I am short
21. Pants or Shorts: Have you seen my legs? Pants
22. Night or Day: Night
WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX...
23. What do you notice first: eyes, smile, personality
24. Last person you slow danced with: My husband
25. Worst Question To Ask: When are you due? Don't ask unless you can see the baby's head
THE LAST TIME YOU...
26. Showered: this morning
27. Stepped outside: at lunch
28. Had Sex: Monday
29. Romantic memory: laying in bed on our honeymoon looking out over Costa Rica
30. Your Good Luck Charm: My husband
31. Person You Hate Most: I try not to hate
32. Best Thing That Has Happened: Buying a house, I hope
33. On your desk: Lots of paper and piles, Vitamin C, Echinacea, tissue, phone, stapler, two digital cameras, pda, water, CD's, etc...
34. Picture on your desktop: Required photo of workplace
FAVORITE...
35. Color: red
36. Movie: Gone with the Wind
37. Artist: Escher
38. Cars: Volvo SC90
39. Ice Cream: Coffee Heath Bar Crunch
40. Season: Spring, too bad we don't get one
41. Breakfast Food: hash browns
WHO...
42. Makes you laugh the most: My husband, dooce
43. Makes you smile: My sister
44. Can make you feel better no matter what: Mom
45. Has A Crush On You: Yeah, right
46. Do You Have A Crush On Someone: my husband, I say my husband a lot. That's good.
47. Who Has it easier? Girls or Guys? guys
48. Gives you A Funny Feeling When You See Them: ?
DO YOU EVER...
49. Sit by the phone waiting for a phone call all night: Once or twice
50. Save AIM conversations: I don't even know what that is
51. Save E-mails: every one of them, my inbox has 1812 emails in it
52. Forward secret E-mails: secret emails?
53. Wish you were someone else: no
54. Wish you were a member of the opposite sex: I'd like to see what it would be like for a day, but then I would come back to girl land
55. Wear perfume: not really, I wear a body spray
56. Kiss: When I have the opportunity
57. Cuddle: Totally.
58. Go online for longer than eight hours at a time: How did you know that?
HAVE YOU EVER...
59. Fallen for your best friend?: yes and then I married him
60. made out with JUST a friend?: yes
61. Kissed two people in the same day?: yes
62. Had sex with two different people in the same day?: no
63. Been rejected: Yes
64. Been in love?: Still am
65. Been in lust?: yes
66. Used someone?: yes
67. Been used?: don't know, don't want to know
68. Cheated on someone?: yes
69. Been cheated on?: Yea
70. Been kissed?: stupid question
71. Done something you regret?: not really, I try not to regret. If I didn't do stupid things, I wouldn't be who I am today.
WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON...
72. You touched?: Just touched? I hugged my boss. That sounds bad...
73. You talked to?: hubby
74. You hugged?: My boss
75. you instant messaged?: It's been about 2 years since I IM'd anyone
76. You kissed?: hubby
77. You yelled at?: probably hubby
78. You thought about?: hubby as he is the answer to every other question
79. You slept with?: Definitely hubby
79. Who text messaged you?: Never happens
80. Who broke your heart?: John
81. Who told you they loved you?: hubby
DO YOU...
82. Color your hair? Yea
83. Have tattoos?: nope
84. Have piercings?: ears and belly button
85. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?: Husband if you hadn't gotten that yet
86. Own a webcam?: no
87. Own a thong?: yea
88. Ever get off the damn computer?: Are you trying to suggest something?
89. Sprechen Sie Deutsch?: Nein
90. Habla espanol?: Un pocitto (sp?)
91. Quack?: No thanks, I'm trying to quit (Sorry, Hankpiece, stole that answer too)
HAVE YOU / DO YOU / ARE YOU...
92. Stolen anything?: Yes, but my daddy made me take it back, SHUT UP Jennifer
93. Smoke?: Not anymore
94. Schizophrenic?: no
95. Obsessive?: I don't think so
96. Compulsive?: No
97. Obsessive compulsive?: No
98. Panic?: On occasion
99. Anxiety?: On occasion
100. Depressed?: On occasion
100 Answers. Try it if you like.
1. Kissed your cousin: Nope, this isn't Arkansas
2. Ran away: I don't think I ever did this
3. Pictured your crush naked: yes
4. skipped school: yes, once or twice in high school, a lot in college
5. Broken someone's heart: Don't know, I think so, but sounds egotistical to say yes
6. Been in love: Still am
7. Cried when someone died: yes
8. Wanted someone you knew you couldn't have: yeah
9. Broken a bone: Nose and Toes
10. Done something embarrassing: Always
11. Done a drug: Yes
12. Cried in school: Me, cry in school? Never. Okay, that's a BIG lie
WHICH IS BETTER...
13. Coke or Pepsi: neither, I don't anything but Sprite
14. Sprite or 7UP: Sprite
15. Girls or Guys: huh?
16. Flowers or Candy: Normally flowers, today, candy
17. Scruff or Clean shaved: Clean shaven, like a baby's butt
18. Blondes or Brunettes: who cares
19. Bitchy or Slutty: How about a bitchy slut?
20. Tall or Short: I like tall, I am short
21. Pants or Shorts: Have you seen my legs? Pants
22. Night or Day: Night
WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX...
23. What do you notice first: eyes, smile, personality
24. Last person you slow danced with: My husband
25. Worst Question To Ask: When are you due? Don't ask unless you can see the baby's head
THE LAST TIME YOU...
26. Showered: this morning
27. Stepped outside: at lunch
28. Had Sex: Monday
29. Romantic memory: laying in bed on our honeymoon looking out over Costa Rica
30. Your Good Luck Charm: My husband
31. Person You Hate Most: I try not to hate
32. Best Thing That Has Happened: Buying a house, I hope
33. On your desk: Lots of paper and piles, Vitamin C, Echinacea, tissue, phone, stapler, two digital cameras, pda, water, CD's, etc...
34. Picture on your desktop: Required photo of workplace
FAVORITE...
35. Color: red
36. Movie: Gone with the Wind
37. Artist: Escher
38. Cars: Volvo SC90
39. Ice Cream: Coffee Heath Bar Crunch
40. Season: Spring, too bad we don't get one
41. Breakfast Food: hash browns
WHO...
42. Makes you laugh the most: My husband, dooce
43. Makes you smile: My sister
44. Can make you feel better no matter what: Mom
45. Has A Crush On You: Yeah, right
46. Do You Have A Crush On Someone: my husband, I say my husband a lot. That's good.
47. Who Has it easier? Girls or Guys? guys
48. Gives you A Funny Feeling When You See Them: ?
DO YOU EVER...
49. Sit by the phone waiting for a phone call all night: Once or twice
50. Save AIM conversations: I don't even know what that is
51. Save E-mails: every one of them, my inbox has 1812 emails in it
52. Forward secret E-mails: secret emails?
53. Wish you were someone else: no
54. Wish you were a member of the opposite sex: I'd like to see what it would be like for a day, but then I would come back to girl land
55. Wear perfume: not really, I wear a body spray
56. Kiss: When I have the opportunity
57. Cuddle: Totally.
58. Go online for longer than eight hours at a time: How did you know that?
HAVE YOU EVER...
59. Fallen for your best friend?: yes and then I married him
60. made out with JUST a friend?: yes
61. Kissed two people in the same day?: yes
62. Had sex with two different people in the same day?: no
63. Been rejected: Yes
64. Been in love?: Still am
65. Been in lust?: yes
66. Used someone?: yes
67. Been used?: don't know, don't want to know
68. Cheated on someone?: yes
69. Been cheated on?: Yea
70. Been kissed?: stupid question
71. Done something you regret?: not really, I try not to regret. If I didn't do stupid things, I wouldn't be who I am today.
WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON...
72. You touched?: Just touched? I hugged my boss. That sounds bad...
73. You talked to?: hubby
74. You hugged?: My boss
75. you instant messaged?: It's been about 2 years since I IM'd anyone
76. You kissed?: hubby
77. You yelled at?: probably hubby
78. You thought about?: hubby as he is the answer to every other question
79. You slept with?: Definitely hubby
79. Who text messaged you?: Never happens
80. Who broke your heart?: John
81. Who told you they loved you?: hubby
DO YOU...
82. Color your hair? Yea
83. Have tattoos?: nope
84. Have piercings?: ears and belly button
85. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?: Husband if you hadn't gotten that yet
86. Own a webcam?: no
87. Own a thong?: yea
88. Ever get off the damn computer?: Are you trying to suggest something?
89. Sprechen Sie Deutsch?: Nein
90. Habla espanol?: Un pocitto (sp?)
91. Quack?: No thanks, I'm trying to quit (Sorry, Hankpiece, stole that answer too)
HAVE YOU / DO YOU / ARE YOU...
92. Stolen anything?: Yes, but my daddy made me take it back, SHUT UP Jennifer
93. Smoke?: Not anymore
94. Schizophrenic?: no
95. Obsessive?: I don't think so
96. Compulsive?: No
97. Obsessive compulsive?: No
98. Panic?: On occasion
99. Anxiety?: On occasion
100. Depressed?: On occasion
Lacking
I am lacking creativity, wisdom, well, just about everything it seems today. I'mnot upset so don't go asking me what is wrong, I am just kind of here today. Worried about my husband's stress level over us buying this house. I can't really stress about proccesses I know very little about. Normally I can worry about anything and do it so unpurportional to the thing that needs worrying about that it is ridiculous, but I am trying to be positive about the whole house thing. I feel RIGHT. I feel like we are meant to have this house. And that is all I will say, lest I jinx us.
So tell me... don't you have anything to add to my STORY???
And if you don't... Well, I'm curious as to what you keep in your purse or wallet/pockets???
So tell me... don't you have anything to add to my STORY???
And if you don't... Well, I'm curious as to what you keep in your purse or wallet/pockets???
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Things said in the past 10 minutes
By a coworker: "Your hair is sticking out all over, cute." (I have a short bob do that I flip up on occasion)
me: I took the meat out last night, but I left it out all night.
him: your meat caring priveleges are revoked
him: you have to take care of the meat
him: gone to lunch?
me: nopers popers
him: do it in your ropers
him: going down ski slopers
me: I took the meat out last night, but I left it out all night.
him: your meat caring priveleges are revoked
him: you have to take care of the meat
him: gone to lunch?
me: nopers popers
him: do it in your ropers
him: going down ski slopers
Blog Explosion
Decided I would try this and see how it works. Check it out. http://www.blogexplosion.com/index.php?ref=jravery
Astros Win!!!!!!!!
What a night!!!The meeting with the house owners went well and we submitted a contract and they accepted! So, as long as all the monies goes through, we have a house! I am so excited! And the Astros won last night! Woo hoo! I am a little exclamation point happy today! We went to BWW to celebrate after the house appointment and watched the game. We got home about 1:00 AM and I woke up about 4:30 and have been up since. I am exhausted. We ran into Jim (the guy from last week that bought all our drinks.) He wants to take us to dinner tonight. I am so tired, but am sure we will go. I might be sleeping in my car at lunch though. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
Monday, October 11, 2004
TELL ME A STORY
I am going to try something new. The idea is weekly storytime for lack of a better name. Perhaps I will rename it when my brain begins working again. The idea is that I will start a story every Monday. I may write a sentence, a paragraph, a word or even post a picture. Through the comments area, readers (I think I have some) will comment to add on to the story through out the week. At the end of the week, I will combine all the comments and put the "story" into one entry. Make sense?
So here we go with the first weekly edition of TELL ME A STORY:
The last thing I remembered was the flowers. All of the flowers. So many colors, swaying in the wind. That's the last thing I remember.
That's the beginning of the story. Your turn...
So here we go with the first weekly edition of TELL ME A STORY:
The last thing I remembered was the flowers. All of the flowers. So many colors, swaying in the wind. That's the last thing I remember.
That's the beginning of the story. Your turn...
I don't know where to start...
So much to say about this weekend and I am so very exhausted to bear with me if this doesn't make sense. I am back to no coffee, I had been cheating a little bit lately. I have also been eating crap for a week and my stomach is yelling at me. Paired with menstration, I am lucky that I am functioning at all. Did I mention the headache I have had for 3 days? Well, that is where I stand this beautiful Monday morning.
The birthday bash Friday was great. I think both Bekah and Emily both had a blast. 12 women in the Pope room at Buca de Beppo. Unfortunatley for me, I was not in "girl mode." I spent the majority of the my life getting along better with men than women. Around 25 I really learned how to be friends with more than one or two women at a time. I still can't stand the squealing thing that girls do and the loudness. Anyways, needless to say, Friday night, at any point in time if you had glanced my way, you would have seen me with my hands over both ears. I love all of the women I was with, I just wasn't in "girl mode." After dinner we went to Pat O'Brien's in the Village and heard a great Irish band called the Braggards. The girl who played the fiddle, rocked. Had such a blast. About 7 of us went and we danced and laughed and just had a blast. As I looked around at all the perfectly dressed early twenty somethings looking at us like we were crazy and drunk (we weren't), I valued my age and the wisdom that has come with it. We didn't care what people thought, all we cared about was we were having fun. Some of us are mother's who rarely get to go out. Some of us go out a lot. Some of us had never met. We had a blast. Here's to women. I got home at 2:00 AM though and had not packed for Saturday.
Saturday. Woke up at 8:00. Ugh. Forget to mention the fact that Friday night we did Buttery Nipple shots. These were my absolute favorite things my first couple years in college, but when I became a shot girl and saw what creamy anything does when mixed with alcohol, well if I wanted to drink curdled milk, I would. So, I don't drink anything with cream in it anymore, but appeased the masses Friday night and had 2 buttery nipple shots. My stomach screamed Saturday morning. I got up, packed and T and H showed up to make the trek to the Big D. (That's Dallas, TX to you non Texans.) Showed up just in time to see the Longhorns lose. Boooo!!!!!!!!!!!!! But they did manage to keep OU to only one touch down which I think is pretty good seeing as the last 4 years we've gotten our butts kicked pretty good. Sucks for me cuz both T and H are OU fans.
The bachelorette party: Pete's Dualing Piano Bar! We had such fun. We got H up on stage to do the Chicken Dance. Now I can scratch that off my list of things to see before I die. All in all it was a great night. We had a small incident though. At one point during the night, two OU fans stood right in front of us blocking our view of the stage. After pretending to plant my foot on their asses and shove as hard as I could, I decided that the better thing to do would be to ask the waitress to get them to move. She tried, but the bitches blew her off. A couple more boot to ass motions. So I got up and sweetly, nicely asked if they could move, and one girl turns around and says, "Then stand up." OH. NO. YOU. DID. NOT. Now I would expect this behavior from 20 year olds, but these ladies were in their 40's. Now, I know I can't expect perfect behavior from OU fans, but good grief. Even, H, our Bachelorette got up and said that she too was an OU fan and that we all just wanted to have a good time. No dice. So, I am going to find a manager. As I walk towards the bar, one of their friend's says, "I'm really sorry about my friends, they don't get out much." Okay, I thought, that was nice, I will let it go. As I turn around to walk back to the table, the ladies walk up and the one who told me to stand up says, "We're just trying to have fun, you need to chill, bitch." Whoa Nelly! I said, "No, you need to chill, BITCH." and walked away, seething. OMG I can't believe the nerve. 5 years ago I would have gotten in a fight and things would have been ugly, but I am not that person anymore. (I also don't know all the bouncers and managers anymore. sheepish grin; sidebar, I used to love just going to get a bouncer and standing back and just watching as people got kicked out of the bar, oh that was so much fun, good times.) So I sit back down as they are out of the way for now. 2 minutes later they are back and standing in front of us again, ON PURPOSE. Did I mention one of the ladies dances like a sick chicken? Bouncing up a down and trying to move her hips, but her rhythm was lost, somewhere around, oh, childbirth. Think of a pogo stick with an OU hat on, but her feet didn't come off the ground. So, Amanda gets up to go get a bouncer. They ended up getting a table right next to us before a bouncer made it over there. I was so mad! So, what do I do? I sent them a shot. I know, I don't remember when I became a nice person, but apparently I can't help doing stupid nice things now. When they got their shots, I walked over and said, "Here's to having a good time." One lady loved me for the rest of the night. Her sick chicken friend was still kind of a bitch, but hey, she has to live with herself everyday, not me. Two ladies sitting next to us who had watched the whole thing said they couldn't believe I just did that. Well, the only thing I can think of is my husband did this to me. He has gone and made me a better person. So the moral of the story, It never hurts to be the better person.
I amazingly didn't feel too bad Sunday morning. We got up and drove home which should have been uneventful. Unfortunately for construction outside of Corsicana, TX, we sat on the highway for an hour. Yes an hour. The car was OFF. We sat and watched a horrible display of stupidity as car after car got off the highway and headed south on the feeder road. Well I know this sounds like a good idea, but as we quickly figured out, everyone who did this eventually came back north. Every single one. Okay, so we may be smarter than your average bears, but for an hour only 3 people went north when they drove across the grass to the feeder. 3 people. So those three people get the Jazzy brilliant award for Sunday. Actually it was only 2.5 as one girl did a complete 360 degree turn on the highway before driving across the grass to the feeder. Why, I don't know, but she still went north. My favorite was when people who had gotten off were coming back north and they started driving across the grass to get back on the highway. I don't think so. We watched a truck almost get stuck. Proof that it could always get worse. Unfortunately/Fortunately for us, T's car was too small and we couldn't drive across the grass, so we sat. For an hour.
Well, exciting news today. We are going at 6:00 this evening to meet with the owners of the house we want to buy. Contract talk! I am so excited, but don't want to get my hopes up. Pray for us!!!!
Now I better go do some work.
The birthday bash Friday was great. I think both Bekah and Emily both had a blast. 12 women in the Pope room at Buca de Beppo. Unfortunatley for me, I was not in "girl mode." I spent the majority of the my life getting along better with men than women. Around 25 I really learned how to be friends with more than one or two women at a time. I still can't stand the squealing thing that girls do and the loudness. Anyways, needless to say, Friday night, at any point in time if you had glanced my way, you would have seen me with my hands over both ears. I love all of the women I was with, I just wasn't in "girl mode." After dinner we went to Pat O'Brien's in the Village and heard a great Irish band called the Braggards. The girl who played the fiddle, rocked. Had such a blast. About 7 of us went and we danced and laughed and just had a blast. As I looked around at all the perfectly dressed early twenty somethings looking at us like we were crazy and drunk (we weren't), I valued my age and the wisdom that has come with it. We didn't care what people thought, all we cared about was we were having fun. Some of us are mother's who rarely get to go out. Some of us go out a lot. Some of us had never met. We had a blast. Here's to women. I got home at 2:00 AM though and had not packed for Saturday.
Saturday. Woke up at 8:00. Ugh. Forget to mention the fact that Friday night we did Buttery Nipple shots. These were my absolute favorite things my first couple years in college, but when I became a shot girl and saw what creamy anything does when mixed with alcohol, well if I wanted to drink curdled milk, I would. So, I don't drink anything with cream in it anymore, but appeased the masses Friday night and had 2 buttery nipple shots. My stomach screamed Saturday morning. I got up, packed and T and H showed up to make the trek to the Big D. (That's Dallas, TX to you non Texans.) Showed up just in time to see the Longhorns lose. Boooo!!!!!!!!!!!!! But they did manage to keep OU to only one touch down which I think is pretty good seeing as the last 4 years we've gotten our butts kicked pretty good. Sucks for me cuz both T and H are OU fans.
The bachelorette party: Pete's Dualing Piano Bar! We had such fun. We got H up on stage to do the Chicken Dance. Now I can scratch that off my list of things to see before I die. All in all it was a great night. We had a small incident though. At one point during the night, two OU fans stood right in front of us blocking our view of the stage. After pretending to plant my foot on their asses and shove as hard as I could, I decided that the better thing to do would be to ask the waitress to get them to move. She tried, but the bitches blew her off. A couple more boot to ass motions. So I got up and sweetly, nicely asked if they could move, and one girl turns around and says, "Then stand up." OH. NO. YOU. DID. NOT. Now I would expect this behavior from 20 year olds, but these ladies were in their 40's. Now, I know I can't expect perfect behavior from OU fans, but good grief. Even, H, our Bachelorette got up and said that she too was an OU fan and that we all just wanted to have a good time. No dice. So, I am going to find a manager. As I walk towards the bar, one of their friend's says, "I'm really sorry about my friends, they don't get out much." Okay, I thought, that was nice, I will let it go. As I turn around to walk back to the table, the ladies walk up and the one who told me to stand up says, "We're just trying to have fun, you need to chill, bitch." Whoa Nelly! I said, "No, you need to chill, BITCH." and walked away, seething. OMG I can't believe the nerve. 5 years ago I would have gotten in a fight and things would have been ugly, but I am not that person anymore. (I also don't know all the bouncers and managers anymore. sheepish grin; sidebar, I used to love just going to get a bouncer and standing back and just watching as people got kicked out of the bar, oh that was so much fun, good times.) So I sit back down as they are out of the way for now. 2 minutes later they are back and standing in front of us again, ON PURPOSE. Did I mention one of the ladies dances like a sick chicken? Bouncing up a down and trying to move her hips, but her rhythm was lost, somewhere around, oh, childbirth. Think of a pogo stick with an OU hat on, but her feet didn't come off the ground. So, Amanda gets up to go get a bouncer. They ended up getting a table right next to us before a bouncer made it over there. I was so mad! So, what do I do? I sent them a shot. I know, I don't remember when I became a nice person, but apparently I can't help doing stupid nice things now. When they got their shots, I walked over and said, "Here's to having a good time." One lady loved me for the rest of the night. Her sick chicken friend was still kind of a bitch, but hey, she has to live with herself everyday, not me. Two ladies sitting next to us who had watched the whole thing said they couldn't believe I just did that. Well, the only thing I can think of is my husband did this to me. He has gone and made me a better person. So the moral of the story, It never hurts to be the better person.
I amazingly didn't feel too bad Sunday morning. We got up and drove home which should have been uneventful. Unfortunately for construction outside of Corsicana, TX, we sat on the highway for an hour. Yes an hour. The car was OFF. We sat and watched a horrible display of stupidity as car after car got off the highway and headed south on the feeder road. Well I know this sounds like a good idea, but as we quickly figured out, everyone who did this eventually came back north. Every single one. Okay, so we may be smarter than your average bears, but for an hour only 3 people went north when they drove across the grass to the feeder. 3 people. So those three people get the Jazzy brilliant award for Sunday. Actually it was only 2.5 as one girl did a complete 360 degree turn on the highway before driving across the grass to the feeder. Why, I don't know, but she still went north. My favorite was when people who had gotten off were coming back north and they started driving across the grass to get back on the highway. I don't think so. We watched a truck almost get stuck. Proof that it could always get worse. Unfortunately/Fortunately for us, T's car was too small and we couldn't drive across the grass, so we sat. For an hour.
Well, exciting news today. We are going at 6:00 this evening to meet with the owners of the house we want to buy. Contract talk! I am so excited, but don't want to get my hopes up. Pray for us!!!!
Now I better go do some work.
Friday, October 08, 2004
Birthday Wishes to my two Dear Friends
I am going out tonight to celebrate the 30th birthday of two of my dearest friends. I realized that them turning 30 means that I have known them both for about 15 years. Half of my life. My relationship with both of these women is unique in that my friendship with both of them ended for a while and I greatly regret that I missed those years with these women in my life. This is my tribute to them. Thank you for being my friend. Bear with me in the details as I have blocked out most of high school.
Bekah was the first true friend I think I ever had. I cannot pinpoint the exact time we met, but high school would have been that much harder without her. She was the first friend that came anywhere close to my unrealistic goals of what a friend should be. She loved me unconditionally and taught me many things. Compassion and family values that I somehow managed to avoid learning from my own family. I remember fondly riding around in her CRX with all of her siblings in the car. She was always a rock for me. A foundation that I needed in order to survive the high school years. I looked to her for advice and a shoulder when I needed it.
I continued to look to her in my college years. Even though we were in different cities, she was the only person from high school I kept in touch with and I valued that friendship and that one connection to my youth. She bailed me out of many a situation and no matter what, I always knew that she loved me and was not judging me. In 1999 we had a falling out. Looking back I could not even begin to tell you what happened, but things got said and feelings got hurt and our friendship abruptly ended. I was greatly saddened by this, but unfortunately I was at a place in my life where I was lost and looking beyond what I had and treasuring things that were not necessarily worth treasuring. There were many times over the years when our friendship was on hiatus that I longed to call her about a problem or just to hear her voice. I ached that I was not a part of her life and that I was missing things she was experiencing. But pride got in the way and I never called. I looked her up a couple times, but never called.
When notifications started going out about our 10 year reunion, I started going through the list and pulling out emails of people I had lost. I don’t recall whether she contacted me first or if I contacted her, but we started talking via email. I found out that I missed the birth of her first child and that she was pregnant with her second. We caught up on things we’d missed. We agreed to get together and I made the trip across town to her house. I was nervous, but excited. The moment I saw her, all was fine. It was like we never separated. With the exception of missing pieces of each other’s lives, we fell right back into our friendship. I knew immediately that I had to have her as part of my wedding. I was lucky enough to have been a part of hers and I could not imagine my wedding without her. I had already picked bridesmaids and such, so Bekah agreed to be a wedding planner. I don’t know what I would have done without her. She single handedly made sure I had a good time at my wedding. My wedding was wonderful but at one point I was on the verge of tears. She fixed it and in that moment I was overwhelmed with gratitude and love. She always can save me from myself.
I admire her greatly as a person, a wife, a mother and a friend. She is one of the most down to earth honest people I know and I will never let our friendship dwindle again. I love you Bekah. Happy Birthday. I’ll be there in 50 years when we turn 80.
Emily:
I can’t pinpoint when I met Emily either, but I know that our friendship grew the most probably in our junior year in high school. We did many things together and despite me being a pain in the butt about partying and drinking (I didn’t) she stayed my friend. I think our friendship grew the most at a time when another friend of mine (mentioned above) had a serious boyfriend who limited the time we spent together. Emily and Tiff and I were like the three musketeers. I remember trips to Fitzgerald’s to watch the guys the play and parties and powder puff. One of my favorite memories is when I did Easter with Emily and her family. Somewhere there is a picture of Em and me in our pajamas and curlers looking at our Easter baskets. We threw one awesome Super Bowl party and had all the cutest guys in school there. What a blast that was.
I remember looking at Emily and just wanting to be more like her. She will scoff when she reads that line and try to deny it, but it is true. I cannot put into words what one sees in Emily when you meet her, but it is a calmness (okay maybe not so much anymore being the mother of 3 kids), but back in high school, she always seemed to have it together. I remember times when she was upset and cried, but the times she shared these moments were few and far between. She was solid. I know from talking to her now that she never felt solid, but she always brought me peace. She always seemed to know exactly what she was doing. She was strong and willing and able. She did things for me others wouldn’t. She even took over my break up note to my high school sweetheart. Little did we know this would be the undoing of our friendship. To keep a long story short, her and my high school sweetheart ended up together. When I found out I was hurt, but I promised myself and her that no man would come between any friendship of mine. No way, no how. We tried to maintain the friendship as her and Ryan fell in love. More than my pride or really wanting Ryan back, I was more jealous of the fact that they were happy together. We all tried to remain friends, but it just didn’t work. When I found out he had proposed to her my heart broke, but it broke for what I thought I had lost rather than what was ever truly there. They got married the summer after we graduated and have been together ever since. Emily and I tried to write a couple times in college and finally just let the friendship die the slow death that it was going to. It took me two years to get over the whole situation, but the part I mourned the most was Ryan not Emily. It should have been the other way around. (Sorry, Ry) We saw each other once I think around 1999, but we did not maintain contact.
Again, Emily and I got back in touch because of our high school reunion. She didn’t come to the main event and I was really disappointed because I really wanted to see her. We saw her and Ryan and the girls the next day at the picnic and I was so excited. We almost missed them. She too was pregnant with her third child and I again regretted that I had missed the birth of her two children. As we have slowly grown friends again, we have rediscovered why we became friends in the first place.
I look back and the words of a Garth Brook’s song say it best, “Thank God for unanswered prayers.” I admire the life that Emily has built. I admire her marriage and the struggles she endured to keep the marriage good. I admire her as a mother and don’t know how she lives her life day to day. I know now what I could not fathom in high school, each of our lives has turned out exactly as they were supposed to and I can tell you that had Ryan and I stayed together instead of her and him, I doubt very seriously we would still be together today. I admire her strength and her drive. She is an amazing person and I am thankful to have her back in my life. I love you and welcome you back with open arms.
Both of these women have shaped my life and continue to do so on a daily basis. All of my friends fill a need in me, but these two fill a special place in my heart. I look to both of you for advice and now that as I move forward with my marriage and begin to start a family that you will both be a source of strength for me. I look to you for advice and wisdom as you both are amazing at what you do everyday. Happy 30th Birthday to you both! I love you. Sniff Sniff
Bekah was the first true friend I think I ever had. I cannot pinpoint the exact time we met, but high school would have been that much harder without her. She was the first friend that came anywhere close to my unrealistic goals of what a friend should be. She loved me unconditionally and taught me many things. Compassion and family values that I somehow managed to avoid learning from my own family. I remember fondly riding around in her CRX with all of her siblings in the car. She was always a rock for me. A foundation that I needed in order to survive the high school years. I looked to her for advice and a shoulder when I needed it.
I continued to look to her in my college years. Even though we were in different cities, she was the only person from high school I kept in touch with and I valued that friendship and that one connection to my youth. She bailed me out of many a situation and no matter what, I always knew that she loved me and was not judging me. In 1999 we had a falling out. Looking back I could not even begin to tell you what happened, but things got said and feelings got hurt and our friendship abruptly ended. I was greatly saddened by this, but unfortunately I was at a place in my life where I was lost and looking beyond what I had and treasuring things that were not necessarily worth treasuring. There were many times over the years when our friendship was on hiatus that I longed to call her about a problem or just to hear her voice. I ached that I was not a part of her life and that I was missing things she was experiencing. But pride got in the way and I never called. I looked her up a couple times, but never called.
When notifications started going out about our 10 year reunion, I started going through the list and pulling out emails of people I had lost. I don’t recall whether she contacted me first or if I contacted her, but we started talking via email. I found out that I missed the birth of her first child and that she was pregnant with her second. We caught up on things we’d missed. We agreed to get together and I made the trip across town to her house. I was nervous, but excited. The moment I saw her, all was fine. It was like we never separated. With the exception of missing pieces of each other’s lives, we fell right back into our friendship. I knew immediately that I had to have her as part of my wedding. I was lucky enough to have been a part of hers and I could not imagine my wedding without her. I had already picked bridesmaids and such, so Bekah agreed to be a wedding planner. I don’t know what I would have done without her. She single handedly made sure I had a good time at my wedding. My wedding was wonderful but at one point I was on the verge of tears. She fixed it and in that moment I was overwhelmed with gratitude and love. She always can save me from myself.
I admire her greatly as a person, a wife, a mother and a friend. She is one of the most down to earth honest people I know and I will never let our friendship dwindle again. I love you Bekah. Happy Birthday. I’ll be there in 50 years when we turn 80.
Emily:
I can’t pinpoint when I met Emily either, but I know that our friendship grew the most probably in our junior year in high school. We did many things together and despite me being a pain in the butt about partying and drinking (I didn’t) she stayed my friend. I think our friendship grew the most at a time when another friend of mine (mentioned above) had a serious boyfriend who limited the time we spent together. Emily and Tiff and I were like the three musketeers. I remember trips to Fitzgerald’s to watch the guys the play and parties and powder puff. One of my favorite memories is when I did Easter with Emily and her family. Somewhere there is a picture of Em and me in our pajamas and curlers looking at our Easter baskets. We threw one awesome Super Bowl party and had all the cutest guys in school there. What a blast that was.
I remember looking at Emily and just wanting to be more like her. She will scoff when she reads that line and try to deny it, but it is true. I cannot put into words what one sees in Emily when you meet her, but it is a calmness (okay maybe not so much anymore being the mother of 3 kids), but back in high school, she always seemed to have it together. I remember times when she was upset and cried, but the times she shared these moments were few and far between. She was solid. I know from talking to her now that she never felt solid, but she always brought me peace. She always seemed to know exactly what she was doing. She was strong and willing and able. She did things for me others wouldn’t. She even took over my break up note to my high school sweetheart. Little did we know this would be the undoing of our friendship. To keep a long story short, her and my high school sweetheart ended up together. When I found out I was hurt, but I promised myself and her that no man would come between any friendship of mine. No way, no how. We tried to maintain the friendship as her and Ryan fell in love. More than my pride or really wanting Ryan back, I was more jealous of the fact that they were happy together. We all tried to remain friends, but it just didn’t work. When I found out he had proposed to her my heart broke, but it broke for what I thought I had lost rather than what was ever truly there. They got married the summer after we graduated and have been together ever since. Emily and I tried to write a couple times in college and finally just let the friendship die the slow death that it was going to. It took me two years to get over the whole situation, but the part I mourned the most was Ryan not Emily. It should have been the other way around. (Sorry, Ry) We saw each other once I think around 1999, but we did not maintain contact.
Again, Emily and I got back in touch because of our high school reunion. She didn’t come to the main event and I was really disappointed because I really wanted to see her. We saw her and Ryan and the girls the next day at the picnic and I was so excited. We almost missed them. She too was pregnant with her third child and I again regretted that I had missed the birth of her two children. As we have slowly grown friends again, we have rediscovered why we became friends in the first place.
I look back and the words of a Garth Brook’s song say it best, “Thank God for unanswered prayers.” I admire the life that Emily has built. I admire her marriage and the struggles she endured to keep the marriage good. I admire her as a mother and don’t know how she lives her life day to day. I know now what I could not fathom in high school, each of our lives has turned out exactly as they were supposed to and I can tell you that had Ryan and I stayed together instead of her and him, I doubt very seriously we would still be together today. I admire her strength and her drive. She is an amazing person and I am thankful to have her back in my life. I love you and welcome you back with open arms.
Both of these women have shaped my life and continue to do so on a daily basis. All of my friends fill a need in me, but these two fill a special place in my heart. I look to both of you for advice and now that as I move forward with my marriage and begin to start a family that you will both be a source of strength for me. I look to you for advice and wisdom as you both are amazing at what you do everyday. Happy 30th Birthday to you both! I love you. Sniff Sniff
Thursday, October 07, 2004
I'm just a girl
I am a hybrid of:
Girl Next Door Progressive Girl Click on the pictures below to read more:
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No more yankie my wankie
Donger hungover...I'm shakin' like a Polaroid picture...
We had so much fun last night, but I am paying for it this morning. I woke up 10 minutes before I was supposed to leave the house. I'm here. I made it and boy was it worth the fun.
We first met some friends up at Buffalo Wild Wings. We live there. 2nd time this week. Nat and Lyn were already there, but hadn't been able to get a table so they were sharing a table with an older guy. When we walked up, he immediately invited us to sit down and ordered us a beer. "Whatever you guys want, I got it." We hadn't even met the guy yet. It was almost like we stepped into an alternate universe. It sounds weird, but the whole thing was just a little odd; not good odd or bad odd, just odd. Jim was animated and fun, telling us about his wife and his kids. His life in the oil & gas industry and how he had just sold a bunch of oil wells and made a killing. I don't know if that is why he wanted to pay for everything. If he was sharing his good fortune. Turns out he went to the same college as my hubby and as Lyn. Small world. Nat's boyfriend showed up and Jim bought him a drink too. 5 people he had never met in his life and here he is paying for our meal and our drinks. He invited us up to his ranch in Sherman. Turns out one of his kids played basketball at the same school as Nat's boyfriend's brother. Jim had a friend show up and it turns out that this guys knows one of hubby's roommates from college. Small World. The whole thing was weird and when we left all I could think of was, that was strange somehow. I couldn't pin point it, but the whole thing just felt weird. Jim paid for everything and asked for nothing in return. He seemed to enjoy so much just hanging out with us and talking. So, Jim, wherever you may be, bless you, you were fun.
We left BWW and went to Main Event. Kid stuff yeah! When we drove into the parking lot, there sat the epitome of Texas Redneck. A Ford F150 Extended Cab truck lifted so high on huge tires that I could stand under the truck. I took pictures, but since I am stuck in the old ages with a 35mm camera you will have to wait to see the glory of Texas.
We played games and games and games. Ski-ball. I love me some ski-ball. Rocked at it too! Old person moment: Instead of tokens, you buy a card with credits on it and you swipe it at each game and it keeps track of how much you have spent. So Julie and I are playing ski-ball and we finish our first game and we are both kneeling down looking for our tickets. Where are our tickets! Finally I went to ask one of the pimply faced teenagers where our tickets were. He looked at me like I was crazy and said, the card keeps track of your "tickets." Do I feel old or what? At the end of the night they swipe your card and tell you how many points you have. We drove cars and rode virtual roller coasters. I tried the virtual skateboarding game. My legs hurt when I was done, but I laughed the whole time I was playing. Julie and I decided to do the dancing game, the one where you have to step on the arrows. We FAILED. Horribly. And when you are done, that is exactly what the game says. FAILED. So the guys decided to try it out. I wish I had a video camera. My husband does not dance. Cannot dance. So here is a 31 year old man and a 38 year old man doing this dancing game. It was hilarious. And they kicked our butts. They still failed, but they had way more points than we got. Later two teenage guys showed us all up and passed perfectly.
Then we bowled. I have not bowled in years. I boycotted bowling for a long time, because I did so much bowling in day camp I had my fill. But we bowled and it was a blast. It was the first time hubby and I ever bowled together. Hubby bowling is one of the funniest things. He has this curve ball that he throws. Literally, it looks like a curve ball a pitcher in baseball would pitch. He puts his fingers in the holes, but not his thumb and he does this side angle curve throw. It was hilarious to watch. God I love him. He makes me laugh. I make him laugh. We have fun.
It took us forever to pick our prizes at the end of the night. We ended up with some nerf disc shooter thing simply because it said Shooter. We ended up with a mini plastic frog, some plastic clappers, a spongebob keychain and a stuffed Pluto. Aaaaaah, Good times.
We had so much fun last night, but I am paying for it this morning. I woke up 10 minutes before I was supposed to leave the house. I'm here. I made it and boy was it worth the fun.
We first met some friends up at Buffalo Wild Wings. We live there. 2nd time this week. Nat and Lyn were already there, but hadn't been able to get a table so they were sharing a table with an older guy. When we walked up, he immediately invited us to sit down and ordered us a beer. "Whatever you guys want, I got it." We hadn't even met the guy yet. It was almost like we stepped into an alternate universe. It sounds weird, but the whole thing was just a little odd; not good odd or bad odd, just odd. Jim was animated and fun, telling us about his wife and his kids. His life in the oil & gas industry and how he had just sold a bunch of oil wells and made a killing. I don't know if that is why he wanted to pay for everything. If he was sharing his good fortune. Turns out he went to the same college as my hubby and as Lyn. Small world. Nat's boyfriend showed up and Jim bought him a drink too. 5 people he had never met in his life and here he is paying for our meal and our drinks. He invited us up to his ranch in Sherman. Turns out one of his kids played basketball at the same school as Nat's boyfriend's brother. Jim had a friend show up and it turns out that this guys knows one of hubby's roommates from college. Small World. The whole thing was weird and when we left all I could think of was, that was strange somehow. I couldn't pin point it, but the whole thing just felt weird. Jim paid for everything and asked for nothing in return. He seemed to enjoy so much just hanging out with us and talking. So, Jim, wherever you may be, bless you, you were fun.
We left BWW and went to Main Event. Kid stuff yeah! When we drove into the parking lot, there sat the epitome of Texas Redneck. A Ford F150 Extended Cab truck lifted so high on huge tires that I could stand under the truck. I took pictures, but since I am stuck in the old ages with a 35mm camera you will have to wait to see the glory of Texas.
We played games and games and games. Ski-ball. I love me some ski-ball. Rocked at it too! Old person moment: Instead of tokens, you buy a card with credits on it and you swipe it at each game and it keeps track of how much you have spent. So Julie and I are playing ski-ball and we finish our first game and we are both kneeling down looking for our tickets. Where are our tickets! Finally I went to ask one of the pimply faced teenagers where our tickets were. He looked at me like I was crazy and said, the card keeps track of your "tickets." Do I feel old or what? At the end of the night they swipe your card and tell you how many points you have. We drove cars and rode virtual roller coasters. I tried the virtual skateboarding game. My legs hurt when I was done, but I laughed the whole time I was playing. Julie and I decided to do the dancing game, the one where you have to step on the arrows. We FAILED. Horribly. And when you are done, that is exactly what the game says. FAILED. So the guys decided to try it out. I wish I had a video camera. My husband does not dance. Cannot dance. So here is a 31 year old man and a 38 year old man doing this dancing game. It was hilarious. And they kicked our butts. They still failed, but they had way more points than we got. Later two teenage guys showed us all up and passed perfectly.
Then we bowled. I have not bowled in years. I boycotted bowling for a long time, because I did so much bowling in day camp I had my fill. But we bowled and it was a blast. It was the first time hubby and I ever bowled together. Hubby bowling is one of the funniest things. He has this curve ball that he throws. Literally, it looks like a curve ball a pitcher in baseball would pitch. He puts his fingers in the holes, but not his thumb and he does this side angle curve throw. It was hilarious to watch. God I love him. He makes me laugh. I make him laugh. We have fun.
It took us forever to pick our prizes at the end of the night. We ended up with some nerf disc shooter thing simply because it said Shooter. We ended up with a mini plastic frog, some plastic clappers, a spongebob keychain and a stuffed Pluto. Aaaaaah, Good times.
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
Positively Positive
Okay, so I bitched, now for some positive stuff.
Hubby and I are having a date tonight. Going to play some games. Yeah!
We found a house. I don't want to get my hopes up just yet, but we found one we really like. The owners are in FL until Monday so hopefully by then we will be preapproved for financing and can put a contract on the house.
My husband took his truck in today thinking we might have to pay for a new transmission. Good news! Just some minor stuff and he has 150,000 left on said transmission.
Did I mention I have a date with my husband?
It is 5 minutes til 5:00 and I am outta here! Have a wonderful night!
Hubby and I are having a date tonight. Going to play some games. Yeah!
We found a house. I don't want to get my hopes up just yet, but we found one we really like. The owners are in FL until Monday so hopefully by then we will be preapproved for financing and can put a contract on the house.
My husband took his truck in today thinking we might have to pay for a new transmission. Good news! Just some minor stuff and he has 150,000 left on said transmission.
Did I mention I have a date with my husband?
It is 5 minutes til 5:00 and I am outta here! Have a wonderful night!
Cha cha cha changes...
Well, as you can tell I have been messing around today. Making changes. Lost all comments of course, but got rid of Haloscan so we shall see. Frustrated as I can't seem to get the blogroller to tell me accurately when people update. And for some reason Sites of Interest remains a link. I just don't get it. My patience level is low today and figure it is due to PMS. I also only got 4 hours of sleep so I am a cranky beeatch today. I apologize in advance for my attitude.
Random thoughts:
I've noticed that when I smile, I sometimes wink with my left eye at the same time. Weird.
I've learned that just because I am driving doesn't mean I am paying attention. I was half way home yesterday and all of sudden realized where I was. I wasn't even on the phone.
Merging: why is merging such a difficult concept. You go. I go. Next person goes. If we could all be nice and use this formula maybe traffic wouldn't be so bad.
Quit trying to kiss my bumper. If you are going to hit me, do it good and then SHOW ME THE MONEY! Otherwise, BACK THE FUCK OFF!
For those of you who have forgotten-when you see an emergency vehicle, pull over! TO. THE. RIGHT! If you have forgotten this, go take a defensive driving class. I took one when I was 18 and imagine that, 12 years later I can still remember the rules. That could be you in that ambulance next time.
If you can not at least do the posted speed limit on the freeway, then ride the frontage road. There is a reason for a minimum speed limit. So I don't run over you. My car goes 45 or 80, that's it. Move it or lose it.
I am tired of babysitting at work. When I do something for you as a group, all 7 of you cannot want it a completely different way. It defeats the purpose of marketing. It's called Branding.
Do you think there is something wrong with us that when my husband grabs my boobs, I grab his? It's only fair.
We went to dinner the other night and this kid walks in with a helmet in his hand and this white leather jacket with patches all over it. The first thing I say is, "Is that Justin Timberlake?" Hubby laughs and says, "Go ask him if he rides a motorcycle." I laugh and say, "Man if we had a kid, I would so send them over to ask him if he was an Astronaut." Kid: "Mister are you an Astronaut?" Oh, the fun I will have with children. I can't wait.
Sorry for the bitchfest, but I had to get it out somewhere!
Random thoughts:
I've noticed that when I smile, I sometimes wink with my left eye at the same time. Weird.
I've learned that just because I am driving doesn't mean I am paying attention. I was half way home yesterday and all of sudden realized where I was. I wasn't even on the phone.
Merging: why is merging such a difficult concept. You go. I go. Next person goes. If we could all be nice and use this formula maybe traffic wouldn't be so bad.
Quit trying to kiss my bumper. If you are going to hit me, do it good and then SHOW ME THE MONEY! Otherwise, BACK THE FUCK OFF!
For those of you who have forgotten-when you see an emergency vehicle, pull over! TO. THE. RIGHT! If you have forgotten this, go take a defensive driving class. I took one when I was 18 and imagine that, 12 years later I can still remember the rules. That could be you in that ambulance next time.
If you can not at least do the posted speed limit on the freeway, then ride the frontage road. There is a reason for a minimum speed limit. So I don't run over you. My car goes 45 or 80, that's it. Move it or lose it.
I am tired of babysitting at work. When I do something for you as a group, all 7 of you cannot want it a completely different way. It defeats the purpose of marketing. It's called Branding.
Do you think there is something wrong with us that when my husband grabs my boobs, I grab his? It's only fair.
We went to dinner the other night and this kid walks in with a helmet in his hand and this white leather jacket with patches all over it. The first thing I say is, "Is that Justin Timberlake?" Hubby laughs and says, "Go ask him if he rides a motorcycle." I laugh and say, "Man if we had a kid, I would so send them over to ask him if he was an Astronaut." Kid: "Mister are you an Astronaut?" Oh, the fun I will have with children. I can't wait.
Sorry for the bitchfest, but I had to get it out somewhere!
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
mememememememememe
As you can see, I am definitely back and avoiding work at all costs, sooo, something I stole from someone else, but can't remember who now:
01. Bought everyone in the pub a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone
08. Said ‘I love you’ and meant it
09. Hugged a tree
10. Done a striptease
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise
15. Seen the Northern Lights
16. Gone to a huge sports game
17. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
19. Touched an iceberg
20. Slept under the stars
21. Changed a baby’s diaper
22. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
23. Watched a meteor shower
24. Gotten drunk on champagne
25. Given more than you can afford to charity
26. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
27. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
28. Had a food fight
29. Bet on a winning horse
30. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
31. Asked out a stranger
32. Had a snowball fight
33. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier
34. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
35. Held a lamb
36. Enacted a favorite fantasy
37. Taken a midnight skinny dip
38. Taken an ice cold bath
39. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar
40. Seen a total eclipse Nope, but I was born during a lunar eclipse.
41. Ridden a roller coaster
42. Hit a home run
43. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days - Vegas Baby!
44. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
45. Adopted an accent for an entire day
46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
47. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
48. Had two hard drives for your computer
49. Visited all 50 states
50. Loved your job for all accounts
51. Taken care of someone who was shit faced
52. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
53. Had amazing friends
54. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
55. Watched wild whales
56. Stolen a sign ONE WAY
57. Backpacked in Europe
58. Taken a road-trip
59. Rock climbing
60. Lied to foreign government’s official in that country to avoid notice
61. Midnight walk on the beach
62. Sky diving
63. Visited Ireland
64. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love
65. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
66. Visited Japan
67. Benchpressed your own weight
68. Milked a cow
69. Alphabetized your records
70. Pretended to be a superhero
71. Sung karaoke
72. Lounged around in bed all day - This is normal for me.
73. Posed nude in front of strangers
74. Scuba diving
75. Got it on to “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye, no but this was my garter song at my wedding.
76. Kissed in the rain
77. Played in the mud
78. Played in the rain
79. Gone to a drive-in theater
80. Done something you should regret, but don’t regret it
81. Visited the Great Wall of China
82. Discovered that someone who’s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog
83. Dropped Windows in favor of something better
84. Started a business
85. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
86. Toured ancient sites
87. Taken a martial arts class
88. Swordfought for the honor of a woman
89. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
90. Gotten married
91. Been in a movie
92. Crashed a party - ended said party in a fight. Fiji party, two girls ended it, funny as shit.
93. Loved someone you shouldn’t have
94. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy
95. Gotten divorced
96. Had sex at the office
97. Gone without food for 5 days
98. Made cookies from scratch
99. Won first prize in a costume contest
100. Ridden a gondola in Venice
101. Gotten a tattoo
102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on
103. Rafted the Snake River
104. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
105. Got flowers for no reason
106. Masturbated in a public place
107. Got so drunk you don’t remember anything
108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug
109. Performed on stage
110. Been to Las Vegas
111. Recorded music, does that recording booth at The Galleria in 6th grade count? I can't even remember what we sang, but I hope there is no record of that anywhere.
112. Eaten shark
113. Had a one-night stand
114. Gone to Thailand
115. Seen Siouxsie live
116. Bought a house soon, very soon
117. Been in a combat zone
118. Buried one/both of your parents
119. Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off
120. Been on a cruise ship
121. Spoken more than one language fluently
122. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone
123. Bounced a check
124. Performed in Rocky Horror, no but I saw it for the first time when I was 7, second and last time in high school, I guess going to a show is kind of like performing in it.
125. Read - and understood - your credit report-only because of hubby.
126. Raised children
127. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy - jacks and pick up sticks.
128. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
129. Created and named your own constellation of stars
130. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did
132. Called or written your Congress person
133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over - with my mother the nomad
134. …more than once? - More than thrice? Mom the nomad
135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking
137. Had an abortion or your female partner did
138. Had plastic surgery
139. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived.
140. Wrote articles for a large publication
141. Lost over 100 pounds
142. Held someone while they were having a flashback
143. Piloted an airplane
144. Petted a stingray
145. Broken someone’s heart
146. Helped an animal give birth
147. Been fired or laid off from a job
148. Won money on a T.V. game show
149. Broken a bone – toes and nose only
150. Killed a human being
151. Gone on an African photo safari
152. Ridden a motorcycle
153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100mph
154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced - bellybutton
155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
157. Ridden a horse
158. Had major surgery – hernia when I was 12
159. Had sex on a moving train
160. Had a snake as a pet
161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing - passed out was more like it.
163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
164. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
165. Visited all 7 continents
166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
167. Eaten kangaroo meat
168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground
169. Been a sperm or egg donor
170. Eaten sushi
171. Had your picture in the newspaper
172. Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime
173. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
174. Gotten someone fired for their actions
175. Gone back to school
176. Parasailed
177. Changed your name – marriage count?
178. Petted a cockroach no way in hell.
179. Eaten fried green tomatoes
180. Read The Iliad
181. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read
182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed them
183. …and gotten 86′ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you
184. Taught yourself an art from scratch
185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt
187. Skipped all your school reunions
188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
189. Been elected to public office
190. Written your own computer language
191. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
193. Built your own PC from parts
194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
195. Had a booth at a street fair
196: Dyed your hair
197: Been a DJ
198: Found out someone was going to dump you via LiveJournal
199: Written your own role playing game
200: Been arrested
01. Bought everyone in the pub a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone
08. Said ‘I love you’ and meant it
09. Hugged a tree
10. Done a striptease
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise
15. Seen the Northern Lights
16. Gone to a huge sports game
17. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
19. Touched an iceberg
20. Slept under the stars
21. Changed a baby’s diaper
22. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
23. Watched a meteor shower
24. Gotten drunk on champagne
25. Given more than you can afford to charity
26. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
27. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
28. Had a food fight
29. Bet on a winning horse
30. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
31. Asked out a stranger
32. Had a snowball fight
33. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier
34. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
35. Held a lamb
36. Enacted a favorite fantasy
37. Taken a midnight skinny dip
38. Taken an ice cold bath
39. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar
40. Seen a total eclipse Nope, but I was born during a lunar eclipse.
41. Ridden a roller coaster
42. Hit a home run
43. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days - Vegas Baby!
44. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
45. Adopted an accent for an entire day
46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
47. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
48. Had two hard drives for your computer
49. Visited all 50 states
50. Loved your job for all accounts
51. Taken care of someone who was shit faced
52. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
53. Had amazing friends
54. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
55. Watched wild whales
56. Stolen a sign ONE WAY
57. Backpacked in Europe
58. Taken a road-trip
59. Rock climbing
60. Lied to foreign government’s official in that country to avoid notice
61. Midnight walk on the beach
62. Sky diving
63. Visited Ireland
64. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love
65. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
66. Visited Japan
67. Benchpressed your own weight
68. Milked a cow
69. Alphabetized your records
70. Pretended to be a superhero
71. Sung karaoke
72. Lounged around in bed all day - This is normal for me.
73. Posed nude in front of strangers
74. Scuba diving
75. Got it on to “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye, no but this was my garter song at my wedding.
76. Kissed in the rain
77. Played in the mud
78. Played in the rain
79. Gone to a drive-in theater
80. Done something you should regret, but don’t regret it
81. Visited the Great Wall of China
82. Discovered that someone who’s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog
83. Dropped Windows in favor of something better
84. Started a business
85. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
86. Toured ancient sites
87. Taken a martial arts class
88. Swordfought for the honor of a woman
89. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
90. Gotten married
91. Been in a movie
92. Crashed a party - ended said party in a fight. Fiji party, two girls ended it, funny as shit.
93. Loved someone you shouldn’t have
94. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy
95. Gotten divorced
96. Had sex at the office
97. Gone without food for 5 days
98. Made cookies from scratch
99. Won first prize in a costume contest
100. Ridden a gondola in Venice
101. Gotten a tattoo
102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on
103. Rafted the Snake River
104. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
105. Got flowers for no reason
106. Masturbated in a public place
107. Got so drunk you don’t remember anything
108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug
109. Performed on stage
110. Been to Las Vegas
111. Recorded music, does that recording booth at The Galleria in 6th grade count? I can't even remember what we sang, but I hope there is no record of that anywhere.
112. Eaten shark
113. Had a one-night stand
114. Gone to Thailand
115. Seen Siouxsie live
116. Bought a house soon, very soon
117. Been in a combat zone
118. Buried one/both of your parents
119. Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off
120. Been on a cruise ship
121. Spoken more than one language fluently
122. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone
123. Bounced a check
124. Performed in Rocky Horror, no but I saw it for the first time when I was 7, second and last time in high school, I guess going to a show is kind of like performing in it.
125. Read - and understood - your credit report-only because of hubby.
126. Raised children
127. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy - jacks and pick up sticks.
128. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
129. Created and named your own constellation of stars
130. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did
132. Called or written your Congress person
133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over - with my mother the nomad
134. …more than once? - More than thrice? Mom the nomad
135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking
137. Had an abortion or your female partner did
138. Had plastic surgery
139. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived.
140. Wrote articles for a large publication
141. Lost over 100 pounds
142. Held someone while they were having a flashback
143. Piloted an airplane
144. Petted a stingray
145. Broken someone’s heart
146. Helped an animal give birth
147. Been fired or laid off from a job
148. Won money on a T.V. game show
149. Broken a bone – toes and nose only
150. Killed a human being
151. Gone on an African photo safari
152. Ridden a motorcycle
153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100mph
154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced - bellybutton
155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
157. Ridden a horse
158. Had major surgery – hernia when I was 12
159. Had sex on a moving train
160. Had a snake as a pet
161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing - passed out was more like it.
163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
164. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
165. Visited all 7 continents
166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
167. Eaten kangaroo meat
168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground
169. Been a sperm or egg donor
170. Eaten sushi
171. Had your picture in the newspaper
172. Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime
173. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
174. Gotten someone fired for their actions
175. Gone back to school
176. Parasailed
177. Changed your name – marriage count?
178. Petted a cockroach no way in hell.
179. Eaten fried green tomatoes
180. Read The Iliad
181. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read
182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed them
183. …and gotten 86′ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you
184. Taught yourself an art from scratch
185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt
187. Skipped all your school reunions
188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
189. Been elected to public office
190. Written your own computer language
191. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
193. Built your own PC from parts
194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
195. Had a booth at a street fair
196: Dyed your hair
197: Been a DJ
198: Found out someone was going to dump you via LiveJournal
199: Written your own role playing game
200: Been arrested
100 Things...
I am breaking down and doing the 100 things about me list... so here you go with me, me, me... (Blond moment: I just got why they call it a meme) I am a little slow sometimes. Okay, most of the time.
- I was born in Austin, TX on Friday the 13th.
- I went to 5 different elementary schools in 2 states.
- I went to 1 junior high school.
- I went to 1 high school.
- I went to a junior high that specialized in sports and fitness
- My last PE class was in 5th grade.
- I was in drum and bugle corp in high school.
- I was in high kick drill team in high school
- I was a cheerleader in high school.
- I never felt like I fit into any of these groups.
- I didn't feel like I fit in anywhere until I was aobut 21.
- Sometimes I still don't feel like I fit in.
- I have only broken my nose and my toes.
- I have sprained both ankles.
- I run into walls on a regular basis. We call it wall ping pong in our house.
- I smoked for almost 10 years, but quit 2 1/2 years ago.
- I didn't tell my parents for 7 years.
- I got my ears pierced when I was 7. My mom did it with a needle and ice.
- I won't ever get my ears pierced again.
- I have my belly button pierced though. Go figure.
- I have zero tattoos and will never get one.
- I have been married for almost a year to a man I never thought I would find.
- It has been one of the best year's of my life, if not the best.
- One of my biggest accomplishments was finishing college.
- It took me 6 years working sometimes 3 jobs at a time, but I finished.
- I don't have a diploma.
- I have a BS in Kinesiology with a minor in Psychology.
- I work in marketing.
- I have a half brother and a half sister on different sides of my family that are the same age.
- They have met 2 times in my life.
- My mother and father were never married.
- They split when I was 1.
- My Mom hitch hiked with my on her back from Texas to New Mexico when I was a little over a year old.
- My Mother is Quaker.
- My Dad is Jewish.
- I was Bat Mitzvah'd.
- I don't believe in organized religion.
- I do believe in God. Strongly.
- I suffer from depression off and on.
- I try to stay off drugs though.
- I am a very optimistic person the majority of the time.
- When I am not optimistic, I know there is a problem.
- I love to dance. To anything.
- I don't hear words in music, I only hear beat. I usually pick up the chorus, but I can listen to a song for years and all of sudden realize what is being said.
- I listen to country, jazz, classical, rap, hip hop, reggae.
- My favorite is hip hop/rap.
- But I am weaning myself off it, because my unborn child will not be listening to that smut.
- I don't have cable.
- I don't have a digital camera.
- I don't have internet access at home.
- I drive a 1996 car. It is 10 years newer than my last new car.
- I drove a shit brown 1981 Honda Hatchback Wagon in college.
- I hated the way I felt about myself when I drove that car.
- I once spent a month in bed sick.
- I will never do it again if I have a choice. My advice when you are sick, eat no matter what.
- I lived in Mexico when I was little.
- I spoke Spanish almost fluently.
- I took 2 years of Spanish in Junior High and 1 year in high school.
- I speak very little Spanish now. My Mom and sister speak it fluently.
- I have had poetry I wrote as a child published.
- I made a 76 on my driver's test.
- I took the SAT's 3 times.
- I lost my virginity 2 weeks before my 21st birthday.
- He was an a**hole.
- My dream car is the Volve SC90.
- I want 2-3 kids and I want them soon. Not all at once though.
- I want to always have enough money that we live comfortably and we want for nothing, but not too much money that we take it for granted.
- I wish I lived closer to all my girlfriend's from high school.
- I didn't used to get along with girls.
- Now I value those friendships more than anything.
- Secretly I think I was intimidated by other girls.
- Now I know we are all insecure about the same things.
- I consider mysel weird.
- Most of my friends would agree.
- I am a liberal who believes the political system in the country is a farce, but I am thankful that we have a political system. It could be worse, we could live in Iraq or Mexico or any 3rd world country for that matter, where they don't even pretend to give the people a say.
- I believe we know about 10% of what there really is know about our country's government.
- I like to read books by Dean Koontz, Patricia Cornwell and John Grisham.
- As a kid I would go to the library and check out 30 books at a time and return them a week later for 30 more.
- I didn't have many friends. (Moving around a lot)
- If I could live anywhere in the world it would probably be in Hawaii as I want to live in the mountains on the ocean.
- I hate wearing shoes.
- I love, love, love buying shoes.
- I have gotten so I go more for comfort that looks.
- My favorite movie is Gone With the Wind.
- My favorite book is The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks. I love anything by Nicholas Sparks.
- I am a sucker for reality shows.
- I like watching people interact.
- I wish people were more honest about who they are.
- I tend to say too much about myself sometimes.
- Tact and patience are not my best attributes.
- I drive 80 on a regular basis.
- I had my first ticket and my first accident within a day of each other.
- I was 21.
- I was sober for both.
- I have done a keg stand, but never a beer bong.
- I made shots for a living in college for 4 1/2 years.
- I make a mean jello shot.
- I hope I never have to wait tables again.
- I was really good at it though.
- I believe you should live life without regrets.
Boobalicious
| Your Boobies' Names Are: Twin Peaks
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When I just put in my first name, it said that my boobies' names were Elvis.
After all that
Well, I am feeling much better to day and I thank God. I still have a hacking cough, but that I can live with. Yeah!!!!
After all my complaining yesterday, it has cooled down tremendously. It is gray and rainy, but it feels so good outside. I guess God heard me.
Interesting tidbits: Driving home from work yesteray, I was behind some sort of Water truck. Sewage and septic water, not purified water. Among the things listed on the back of the vehicle, the last one was Septic and Aerobic Wastewater. I get the septic part, but what in the world is Aerobic Wastewater. Water that is so chemically wasteful it fills the need to stay fit by doing aerobics? Now I am sure it has something to do with Aerobic vs. anaerobic. I am digging way back to my college biology/chemistry days. And that, folks, is as far as the digging will take me. I think aerobic and anaerobic have something to do with oxidation, but I could be making that up in an attempt to make me sound smarter than I actually am. I am edamacated, thank you very much.
After all my complaining yesterday, it has cooled down tremendously. It is gray and rainy, but it feels so good outside. I guess God heard me.
Interesting tidbits: Driving home from work yesteray, I was behind some sort of Water truck. Sewage and septic water, not purified water. Among the things listed on the back of the vehicle, the last one was Septic and Aerobic Wastewater. I get the septic part, but what in the world is Aerobic Wastewater. Water that is so chemically wasteful it fills the need to stay fit by doing aerobics? Now I am sure it has something to do with Aerobic vs. anaerobic. I am digging way back to my college biology/chemistry days. And that, folks, is as far as the digging will take me. I think aerobic and anaerobic have something to do with oxidation, but I could be making that up in an attempt to make me sound smarter than I actually am. I am edamacated, thank you very much.
Monday, October 04, 2004
Dog days of summer
Yeah, that's right, summer. I am jealous. I am jealous of all you bloggers out there talking about the beautiful weather and the leaves changing color and the crisp air and sweaters and such. I want some of that! Here in Texas we have two seasons, summer which lasts from April through November and sometimes December, and winter that lasts from January through April. We have hot, hotter, hottest and damn, am I in Hell hot. Then we have cold, colder, and out, out damn cold. The humidity makes both seasons worse. We don't have a fall. Our leaves have two colors, Green and Brown. In summer they are green and winter they are brown. Everything is brown in winter. We have no yellow leaves, no rust leaves, no beautiful leaves. We have live leaves or dead leaves. I want crisp, cool air that you can smell. The kind that you smell and it makes you happy. This is the weather where I am:
89°F
Mostly Cloudy
Feels Like94°F
UV Index:
4 Moderate
Dew Point:
70°F
Humidity:
53% (And this is low)
Visibility:
7.0 miles Oh but we can see for miles and miles and miles...
Pressure:
30.04 inches and falling
Wind:
From the Northwest at 7 mph
So sorry if I am bitter, but I want some of THAT!
Sicko update: went back to the doc. still a viral infection, mass amounts of samples of new meds and a b12 shot AND a steroid shot. Yes, me two shots in one day. Who'd a thunk? And I didn't even cry Teeser. Believe that?!
Well, I have been trying to post this all day, so if it all of a sudden shows up 50 times, sorry.
89°F
Mostly Cloudy
Feels Like94°F
UV Index:
4 Moderate
Dew Point:
70°F
Humidity:
53% (And this is low)
Visibility:
7.0 miles Oh but we can see for miles and miles and miles...
Pressure:
30.04 inches and falling
Wind:
From the Northwest at 7 mph
So sorry if I am bitter, but I want some of THAT!
Sicko update: went back to the doc. still a viral infection, mass amounts of samples of new meds and a b12 shot AND a steroid shot. Yes, me two shots in one day. Who'd a thunk? And I didn't even cry Teeser. Believe that?!
Well, I have been trying to post this all day, so if it all of a sudden shows up 50 times, sorry.
Chair Tipping
Well, seeing I have spent the majority of the last week in bed or at work, I don't have much to enlighten you with. Here, laugh at this for a moment.
Scene opens. I'm standing on a plastic chair trying to hang a stupid wedding bell made of paper. I go to step out of said chair backwards, and don't quite lift the foot high enough. In slow motion, the chair tips back, I say something to the effect of, "Oh, uh, aaaaah, shit". I think my cheerleading experience kicked in and somewhere between tipping the chair and falling I decided that the best way for me to land was flat on my butt, soooo... locked knees in pike position, and WHAM on my butt on a wood floor.
Can I get a "GO TEAM". That was a 10.
My husband happened to be standing about 2 feet from me, but didn't realize I was falling until it was too late. He couldn't help but laugh. I couldn't laugh, my pride and my ass hurt too much. So today it hurts to sit down. Going to the bathroom is painful. Pride is painful. I also managed to scrap the back of both of my ankles on the arm of the chair as I went down.
There is your amusement for today. Enjoy.
Scene opens. I'm standing on a plastic chair trying to hang a stupid wedding bell made of paper. I go to step out of said chair backwards, and don't quite lift the foot high enough. In slow motion, the chair tips back, I say something to the effect of, "Oh, uh, aaaaah, shit". I think my cheerleading experience kicked in and somewhere between tipping the chair and falling I decided that the best way for me to land was flat on my butt, soooo... locked knees in pike position, and WHAM on my butt on a wood floor.
Can I get a "GO TEAM". That was a 10.
My husband happened to be standing about 2 feet from me, but didn't realize I was falling until it was too late. He couldn't help but laugh. I couldn't laugh, my pride and my ass hurt too much. So today it hurts to sit down. Going to the bathroom is painful. Pride is painful. I also managed to scrap the back of both of my ankles on the arm of the chair as I went down.
There is your amusement for today. Enjoy.
The neverending illness
This virus or whatever has attached me and is not letting go. I am losing the battle and the war. I am going back to the doctor today to see if she can fix me. I have been sick now for over a week and I am plum tired. It seems to be volleying back and forth between my head and my chest. So I am not the most pleasant person these days. Gave a wedding shower for a friend yesterday. That really took it out of me and I went to bed at 7. You would think I would be well rested...
During my illness in the past week I have:
Enough about sicko.
During my illness in the past week I have:
- taken 13 pills a day
- gone through 7 boxes of tissue
- slept a total of probably 3 days (yes only 3)
- read 2 books
- watched way too much TLC
- coughed up 2 lungs (amazing I can still breath, kind of)
- drank 1 1/2 boxes of mint tea
- eaten 6 cans of soup
- eaten 14 pieces of toast
- lost 4 pounds
- almost cried at least once a day
- and as of today, gone to the doctor twice
Enough about sicko.
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