What to talk about.....

hmmmm what to talk about....

Well, tonight I watched parts of Original Sin... I've seen it before and must say that even though it is kind of dumb, I liked it.

While watching it, I was thinking about kissing. I love to kiss.... That is probably tops on my list of things I miss about having a relationship. There is nothing like kissing someone you adore.... I can't speak for you, but, my heart races and every inch of my body tingles.... Then, when I lean in and their scent fills me, the breath catches in the back of my throat and I feel weightless. At that moment, everything seems to fade away. Things around seem motionless.

Can you tell it's been awhile? I think I'm just going to start kissing random people.... Watch out everyone!!!

My to do list grows...

Today I helped CP pick up a refrigerated that she bought from some friends. She emailed me today at work and asked if I had ever moved one before and if I would be willing to help her. First of all, let me just point out how funny this question is to me. In the last 4 and 1/2 years, I have moved 7 times. Granted, some of those places were for only a couple of months. Prior to that I've moved to Alabama and back and to Oklahoma and back. I'm pretty versed in moving of items from one place to another.

When she asked how we were going to get it into the back of my truck, my answer was "We are going to lift it." Remember back when I told you I moved my dryer in by myself?? Yes, we are lifting it into the truck. I think she though I was crazy, but we did it. We loaded it up on one of those appliance moving dollies with the strap and off we went. It took longer for her to find the house than it did to load it up!

It is now living happily in her garage....

While I was there, a few more things were added to my to do list.... I'm moving on to wiring.... stay tuned to see if I electrocute myself!! (Don't worry ladies, I won't, I've done all of those things before!)

I need some noise....

I slept until 11 this morning.... I can't believe it!! I usually can never make it past 8 on the days that I have off.

I spent most of the rest of the day doing laundry and cleaning.

I did find the BBC America channel and watched an Ab Fab marathon. I love Eddy and Patsy!!

For dinner I made vegetarian sushi (cucumber and avocado).

Then, I sat down to watch the new episode of the L word....

Now I've showered and I'm getting ready to go to bed.

Days like these are nice, but I don't like to have them very often because it gives me time to assess my life, which makes me depressed.

The dogs

I just finished watching Reservoir Dogs again. I can remember the first time I saw it. It was when I was living in the apartment Rabbit and I had in Norman. She was in Guatemala learning Spanish for a month. During that time a guy that I worked with (who reminds me of Mr. Pink) was living with me. He had a fight with his girlfriend and left, but didn't want to go back to Tennessee because he would not be able to see his son.

One day at work we were talking about a bunch of different movies and he could not believe that I had never seen "the dogs". We rented it the next day and after watching the movie we were acting all stupid and bought matching sunglasses and rode around on his motorcycle like a couple of dumbasses. They were small square metal frames with yellow plastic lenses. I can't even remember why we thought they were so cool....

The party

CP finally asked Boobilicious to marry her, and I can finally post about it!! I've known for over 2 weeks and kept the secret well! CP had invited a bunch of us to come celebrate at Novaks. Not wanting to show up by myself, I emailed the party people to see if they would like to make an entrance with me. Biscuit was all about getting her drink on but Wingman was all about exercising (that's an interesting story for later). So instead of coming home from work last night, I stayed in the city and did a little shopping. I met up with Biscuit and we made our entrance.

Needless to say, I had way too much to drink and ended up taking my shirt off for everyone to see me in my wifebeater. At one point, I was in an ice fight with the ex-nun and was surprised attacked by Boobilicious.... Not fair to put ice down a girls boyshorts!! Very hard to get ice out of the boyshorts without shoving your hand down there, which I of course did! Then there was a bunch of dancing, some molesting of Biscuit and a jello shot toast. At the end of the night I was adopted by CP and Boobilicious. When retrieving things from my truck, I flashed everyone in the parking lot (thankfully, I think only the people in our party got a look!)

This morning we were going to Gras for some more celebrating but my tummy did not agree! After a few strange burps, I decided it would be best if I returned home for some alone time. So, now I'm up and ready to go again! I have a feeling I might not be invited to go out again for awhile....

Band-aid

You know how they tell you to just rip of a band-aid all at once so it won't hurt as much? It sucks! Yeah, I mean really sucks!

I'm usually the kind of person who pulls at the band-aid slowly... Then, if it hurts too much, I push it back down and wait a little bit. I go back and pull at it again later and repeat the process until I've done it enough to get the band-aid off.

What do you think that says about me? Am I a masochist?

Sometimes I really wonder if I am. I mean, today I was telling CP how I miss talking to 87 and I've had this desire to talk to her. But, I did what I usually don't do and pulled the band-aid off all at once. I'm pretty sure that 87 has no desire to talk to me..... And it is that, which makes things more painful.

You can't fix stupid

Do you ever have one of those days when you are so frustrated you can't see straight?

Today was that day for me. It is "month end" for me at work and everyone was going crazy. "We HAVE to close tomorrow," "You need to fix this," "Why did you (insert whatever here)" were the popular phrases I heard today. I fixed things over and over... Changed it to this way and then changed it back to the way it was originally. I mean, I'm no math expert, but the stuff we do is basics... Add, subtract, multiply and divide.... Things you learn before Jr High.... By the time I was ready to leave I could swear I had been holding my breath for hours!

Then I get to my truck and there is some fucked up post it note on my window. Apparently the person parked infront of me thought I was way too close to her car and felt the need to tell me off and take pictures of it.... She's also going to report me to security. I'm fucking shaking in my boots crackhead! Is there some law about parking that I'm not aware of? Do you have to be a certain amount of inches away from the car infront of you? And did she whip out her ruler or what? Fucking stupid ass!

I finally got myself calmed down by taking 45 minute shower! Tomorrow better be better!

Is it just me that thinks about this kind of crap?

Today was the WW meeting day at work. I lost 4 lbs since last week when I weighed in. I'm assuming a lot of that was because I was PMSing last week and felt like a water balloon, but it is always nice to hear.

At the meeting we were talking about reasons why people eat. A few that people came up with were boredom and stress. We were then trying to think of things that we could do instead of eating at those times that would give the pleasurable feeling.... Although I didn't say anything, I was thinking of some things, one of which almost made me burst out laughing.

Of course I was thinking about masturbation. If you know me, how could you doubt that that was what I was thinking about?!? Just think about it for a bit.... Replace every situation you eat not out of hunger with masturbation... Think of just how many times you would have to visit the bathroom during the day at work (this is assuming you would be kind enough to visit the bathroom instead of doing it right where you are)... Are you the kind of person that snacks all day long???

It just seems funny to me.... maybe I'm sick!

Priscilla, Queen of the Checkers....

Since I have not been to the store in over 3 months I decided to go on my way back from exit 82 (fuck, I forgot to tell you about the nail in my tire that delayed my return an extra 2 hours... remind me to tell you later!). Can I tell you how much I hate to got to the store. I've been there in the last 3 months but usually end up getting about 5 things before I am so annoyed by the locals that I have to leave. Yes, I know I should start shopping somewhere else, but it is very easy just to stop there as I pass it everyday on my way too and from work.

So, tonight I expected the same. I got the small basket instead of a cart and started off. I made it through the first 3 isles and had no problems, until I noticed I was not going to have enough room in my basket for all the stuff I wanted. Of course I kept jamming shit in there, I was not about to turn around to get a cart!

There were only 2 lanes open when I got to the checkout (not very many people in the store on a random Monday night at 8 pm!). I of course could not go in the 10 items only since I had a billion things shoved in my little basket, so I went to Priscilla's lane. At first glance she looked like one of those snobby high school girls I hate so much, but as I got closer, she was actually a bit hotter than I thought. I never know what you are supposed to do with your full basket (do you put everything out, or leave it in) so I began putting it out. I had emptied the basket and awkwardly flung it around saying I didn't know what to do with it.... (it is one of those stores where they check everything out and put it back in a cart for you to drive over to the little bagging stations....) She smiled, laughed and took the basket from me, filling it with all the things I had laid out. When she finished, she put my 12 pack of Diet Sprite Zero on the check writing stand and told me how that was her favorite soda. Then she took my basket of groceries over to the bagging station and waited for me to start bagging. Then another person got in her line and she had to go.....

I must say, that was the strangest trips I've had to that grocery store..... Strange, very strange.....

Monkey

This weekend was spend doing a bunch of stuff with my family. Today was no exception. Yesterday I drove to exit 82. I spent the night with the intention of taking the little ones out to see Hoodwinked today. For some reason, that metro area decided it had run long enough. I am never going to get to see that movie! Instead, we went to see Curious George. It was very cute! Curious George was one of my favorites growing up so I kind of had high expectations.... The soundtrack to the movie is wonderful!! Jack Johnson is very good people, why won't you listen to me? I can still remember the first time I heard him on the radio... I was in bed and the alarm clock was across the room. I listened as long as I could before my partner at the time got pissed off and made me get out of bed and hit the snooze.

Childhood flashback

I can not tell you how exhausted I am. You would not think having your parents come stay the night with you would be so difficult! I think I slept a total of 2 hours. If my Mom wasn't coughing, she was snoring.... And if she was doing neither, my Dad was snoring. I had flashbacks to when we traveled and shared a hotel room. I would be crying in the middle of the night because I could not sleep with the two of them snoring..... Last night, instead of crying I was cussing under my breath... I wonder if my parents could hear me saying "I wish you would shut the fuck up!" It makes me feel like a bad daughter!

Invasion from exit 82

I may not get a chance to post much this weekend because I'm spending most of it with my family. They should be getting here within the next half hour. I've been sick, so of course nothing is really clean. I'm going to shove crap in the closet and hope they don't open it!!! They are spending the night, so I'm going to have to drag them with me to the store tonight to buy more towels.... Yeah, I didn't do laundry either! Nor have I gone to the grocery store. They are going to think I never eat! This should be fun!!

Tomorrow we are going to the Science center and then to Red's for McK's 1st birthday party. I don't care how lame I am, I'm excited!

Dreams I can remember...

I'm getting ready to go to bed and I just remembered some of my dreams from last night. Neither were very exciting, but hey I've been at on the couch and in bed all day, so it's not like your going to get a good post out of me tonight!

So I had 2 dreams that I can remember. The first was that I was staying in a hotel and my friends and family had been coming by visit, kind of like I was living there. I kept hearing a familiar voice in the hallway and then in the room next to me, but I could not figure out who it was. A couple visitors later and I figured out the voice was that of the Preacher (the woman, who happened to be a minister, I lived with for almost three years). I think I was awoken by coughing, so I never actually had a conversation with her.

The second dream was about 87. We were at her house talking about things and I kept trying to kiss her. At times, she was kissing me, but other times she just looked at me and walked away. For some reason I kept picking up the phone (no it wasn't ringing). Then she would come back in the room and it would start over again.

Could anyone tell me what either of those mean?

sick day

Last night before I got home, I picked up the antibiotic the doctor prescribed. It is about the size of a small island. I choked one down after dinner along with some Excedrine for the pretty migrane I had (nice light show by the way). I then tried to watch some things I had on Tivo (Including the episode of House where the lead gave himself a migrane to prove a point. Instead of taking Excedrine to get rid of his migrane, he dropped some acid..... hmmmm where did I go wrong?!?!)

So this morning when I awoke at 5:30, my head felt better, however my stomach did not. Apparently certain antibiotics like to mess with my digestive system. Although it made me lose another 2 lbs I'm pretty sure it is not good when you work up a sweat going up 10 stairs!

But here is the big news everyone..... Since I've been going to work everyday like the irresponsible person I am, I've missed calls from Quebec. That's right, a foreign country is calling me at home. I'm sure that Canada is on the phone calling to offer me a nifty job. Maybe they want me to be some kind of a double secret spy or something! I hope they have not been trying to reach me for long. How bad would that look??? I promise to answer the next time they call just so I can let you know IF you will have anything to worry about!

I need the dark....

Forgive me for not updating you on my day today.... I'm going to bed because I can not longer stand the light. That's right, I have a migrane... It feels as though someone has run a sharp object into my head above my right eye and out the back of my head.... Nothing has made it go away and this stupid bronchial thing the doctor diagnosed me with today is making it hurt so much I've almost peed my pants 9 times.

V-day

So today started off wonderful.... On my way to work this morning, some ass wad decided to stop on the highway... Picture this.... You're going 40 mph in the far left lane over the PSB (Poplar Street Bridge). The truck 4 cars infront of you decided he really wanted to take the 55/44 exit, which is two lanes over. He slams on the brakes and comes to a complete stop. Once he sees the 4 cars behind him appropriately slam on their brakes and remain in the lane behind him instead of swerving into the right lane, he pull over both lanes of traffic to his exit lane like that was an acceptable thing to do. I shit you not, a burnt rubber smell lingered in my truck for 10 minutes because I had to lock up my brakes so hard to not hit the car infront of me. And why the hell were we so stupid to just sit there and let him pull off into the exit lane? I should have gotten out of my truck and beat the hell out of him!! Stupid fuck!

I went to my first Weight Watchers meeting at work today. At the weigh in, I weighed 6 more pounds than I had weighed at home only 5 hours earlier.... I know, different scale, but what the fuck! No wonder everyone hates to get on scales..... you never know what the fuck they are going to say!

Dinner with E-beth (my boss) was wonderful. Since we are both doing the WW thing we had a nice pre-WW dinner. We sat and talked for a long time (we would have been there longer if the place wasn't a sauna). We need to do more things together.

I then made one of my famous fast trips to the grocery store to pick up breakfast and lunch for the rest of the week.....

The hours before V-day

Yes, it is that time again... Can I just tell you how much I HATE V-day. See, I can't even type the whole word, that's how much I HATE it! Mostly because I'm envious of all of those people who have found "the one".

BLECH!!

Tomorrow is going to be hell I tell you, HELL!!

On a lighter note, I asked my boss to go to dinner with me because neither of us want to be alone.

She's alive.... She's alive...

A little Frankenstein-ish, I know. I couldn't resist!

Well, 87 is alive!

She returned to work today. She looked a little tired (I couldn't imagine why...) but other than that, completely normal. I have no idea how anything went because the 9 billion people who asked me about her on Friday never came back to tell me how it went. Funny, how people do that. I'll assume everything is fine, unless I hear something different.

She's alive.... She's alive...

A little Frankenstein-ish, I know. I couldn't resist!

Well, 87 is alive!

She returned to work today. She looked a little tired (I couldn't imagine why...) but other than that, completely normal. I have no idea how anything went because the 9 billion people who asked me about her on Friday never came back to tell me how it went. Funny, how people do that. I'll assume everything is fine, unless I hear something different.

Avoidance

In an effort to avoid thinking about 87 and wondering how her procedure went, I have tried many things.... most of which involved cleaning and have been unsuccessful. I wish I knew that she was fine. Hopefully she will be at work tomorrow and I will be able to find out. 9 billion people asked me at work on Friday and I didn't know how to say that I hadn't talked to her so I just said that I hadn't heard anything.... I'm sure everything is fine...

On a good note, I'm not feeling sick today....

Hibernation day

There is now an impression of my body on the couch. I spent all but 30 minutes of today laying on the couch watching TV and napping. I'm feeling better, however now I'm getting ready to go to bed. My 30 minutes of non couch time were spent getting food... 15 minute trip to Subway for a meatball sub for lunch and 15 minutes to the grocery store to get ice cream for dinner. When I returned from the store I almost cried because even though I had spent 10 minutes deciding what ice cream to buy, I picked up the wrong package. Not a good thing to do, especially when you don't feel good. This is another reason I'm so ready for winter to be over! I hate to feel like crap. The 10 hours of sleep last night and my 4 hour nap this afternoon has helped. Tomorrow I'm going to try to venture out to officially make a trip to the grocery store and a few other stops.

Eleven

Woo Hoo!!!

1,2,3,4,5... 6,7,8,9,10... 11 Fuck....

I can't do the whole song.... You know the one... The one from the pinball cartoon on Sesame Street... I can't do the whole thing cause I've only lost 11 pounds*, not 12.... Stay tuned, maybe I'll hit it next week and then we can all do the song together!

*Since the second week in January.

Is it lame to worry about your ex?

Since I'm not talking to 87 and she is going in for a surgical procedure tomorrow, I sent her an e-card to wish her luck. I'm not sure if that is appropriate, but I wanted her to know that I would be thinking about her tomorrow. Although I'm sure everything will be fine, you can't help but worry. And let me tell you, I'm a first class worry wart. I come by it honestly... My Mom once called me 10 times one night because she hadn't talked to me in a couple of days and was worried that something had happened. Really, I was just out seeing a band play and didn't want to leave to answer the phone....

Anyway, back to 87... Yeah, I'm upset and can't really talk to her right now, but I still care about her and want everything to be fine. I want her to be happy and healthy. Although I can rag on people like the best of them, deep down there are very few people that I do not care about.

Naming you...

So, I'm getting tired of referring to you as my beloved readers.... I want a name to call you... I want to say "Hey, ______ listen to how I made an ass out of myself..." And no, I don't want to call you my peeps or my possy or anything like that. I'm a lame as white girl, I could never pull that off. I want something that will make you feel like I'm talking directly to you, well except the fact that it wouldn't really be your name. You could however insert your name when reading my blogs out loud to all those little kids you have at home (Cause this is just one of those wholesome sites that you would read to you children!). Usually when have to use names, I refer to the Muppets.... I would call you Dr. Honeydew (I'm assuming everyone who reads this is highly educated because I usually have such thought provoking topics!) but I'm not sure if that is some kind of copyright infringement. I'll have to put some more thought into it this weekend. If anyone has a suggestion, please feel free to let me know.

Fuck that little rodent

Yes, I'm talking about that bitch of a groundhog. Yeah, I know I'm late in addressing the subject, but I was just reminded of it today as we were getting our inch of snow. I'm over the whole winter thing.... Couldn't be snowy on Christmas when it could have been fun... No, has to snow after weeks of pretty decent weather... Almost a week to the day after that little punk ass predicted there would be 6 more weeks of winter. Fuck him!

Bring on the summer! I hate driving home in the dark. I long to be outside in the warm sun! I want things to melt in my truck as it is sitting in the parking garage! I want to walk out the door and choke on air that's seems as though it is holding a gallon of water!

The only thing I enjoy about the winter and the snow is how quiet things seem....

Yes, I am the Queen of Denial

So, I have gone 2 days without going on break or lunch with 87. I’m not sure she knows why…. The hint my dear has been written in this nice little ditty from Anna Nalick called Paper Bag…. Does this give any clues?

She smiles like she’s so tough
She says"hey can you talk a
little louder,
I don't think my heart is broken enough"

But someday we'll all be old
And I'll be so damn
beautiful

Meanwhile I hide my head
Here in this paper bag
Cause if I can't see you
Then you can't see me

Yes, I do know that it is none of my business and yes, I did figure this was what was happening, however it doesn’t make it hurt any less. I want to be there for her since I know she have a lot going on, but I can’t. There are very few times in my life I’ve been selfish, this just happens to be one of those times.

My days off....

So, all my loyal readers know I've taken the last couple of days off. Do you all want to know what I did?

Sunday I made one of my famous (or infamous) trips to exit 82. I ended up dragging my brother to Sams to get some things. Then we were off to the grocery store to get some snacks for our makeshift SuperBowl party that started midway thru half time. Yes, I realize we are retarded, but we had a good time. Then I came home and went right to bed.

Monday I work up with a sore throat.... The rest of the day got worse. Every part of my body hurt. And, I was cold as hell. After work, I went over to CP and Boobilicious' to finish up some of my handy work. We finished with our Imo's and I had to bail because I was feeling so bad. CP was even nice enough to point out that I looked like crap. On my 80 mph drive home, I was mentally daring any PoPo to pull me over and try to give me a ticket. I would have just insisted that they take me to the hospital! I stopped off on my way home to get a thermometer (I know, I should already have one but that is just one of the things you aren't thinking about when you're asked to leave). I got home, stripped and threw on some sweatpants and a sweatshirt and crawled in between my flannel sheets and yanked the down comforter up over my head and snuggled with my heated rice bag.

I know you are hurt that I had so much fun and didn't let you know about it. I'm kind of mean like that sometimes!

Exhausted

I'm completely dead.... I've been functioning the last couple of hours as a zombie! Not so good when you are trying to babysit for a 4 and 1 year old... I did however wake up when I had to change the diaper of the 1 year old (oh my god! it came out the back of the diaper and was on her jammies). The saving grace was when I was rocking her to sleep. Sitting in the dark, with just the night light while she looked in wonder at her hands was wonderful.

So, you may be asking yourself now why I've been functioning as a zombie.... well, I got to see my boys, W and El. The came down with their parents in tow and spent the night in a hotel.... I was asked to stay with them since they had a suite and a pull out bed... I did since it was my boys. The thing is, El has never stayed in a hotel before. When it came time for bed time, he cried for 1 1/2 hours not stop. Finally about 1:30 he went to sleep. He woke up at 5:30 crying again and wanting to see the pishies (a coy pond in the lobby of the hotel). I finally convinced him to come in the other room with me to watch cartoons so his mom could get a little sleep. Then at a normal time (8:00am) we got dressed and went down to look at the pishies.... He is so sweet that it is hard to be upset with him.

Now, I back at home in my Mr Bubbles and flannel sheets to finally get the sleep I've been thinking of all week... wish me luck!

more lyrics about sex?

Yeah, I know what your thinking, but this song is hilarious!! How can you not love a song with this chorus....

Yey your a crazy bitch
but you fuck so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

and ends with

Your crazy but I like the way you fuck me

--Buckcherry Crazy Bitch

Check out the video link, but I warn you, there are tits hanging out!! Not mine of course, although if you get me drunk it is likely that you will see them!

Weekend....

I'm so over this week already! I'm very tired and want to sleep in. I also want this weekend to be here because I get to hang out with my girls, Z and McK. I will be hanging out with them (4 and 1) while Red and Shorty go out to dinner for an early V-day dinner. I will get to watch cartoons and play with toys! Yeah!!

Then on Sunday I'm going to exit 82 for a Super Bowl party where I will get to hang out with my boys! I haven't really seen them since Christmas. Maybe I can talk GI Joe into going to see Hoodwinked with me before the game....