Saturday, March 26, 2005
Just because I'm not Christian doesn't mean I can't appreciate the holiday. What could me more central to the Easter holiday than Peeps! Read this article on how Peeps came to be.
Tomorrow I'll work as usual, and because it's Easter I will get holiday pay - and it's not even my holiday! Woohoo! See, I can totally appreciate this holiday - chocolates AND holiday pay!
Your Seduction Style: Siren / Rake
You possess an unbridled sensuality that appeals to many.
The minute you meet anyone, you can make them crave you almost immediately.
You give others the chance to lose control with you... spiraling into carnal bliss.
A dangerous lover, you both fascinate and scare those you attract.
Is that accurate? I'm not sure I agree. Someone once told me I give off a strong sexual aura, but I think he was just trying to get into my knickers again. Feedback please?
Friday, March 25, 2005
How is it that a tiny little 6 lb cat can stand on me and cause me absolute agony? Somehow a 35 lb toddler crawling on me doesn't hurt as much as the cat stepping on me. At one point K and I speculated that the cats were trained in the ancient art of Cat Fu and were experts with kitty pressure points.
I have this image of my cat entering a Tibetan monistary to study with an old kitty sensi. After many months of meditation and rigorous training in the pristine temple, she is sent off as a master and told to use her new skils for good.
Anyway, just figured I'd share that crazy thought with everyone. :)
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Tonight it was a Drumstick Ice Cream Cone... Chocolate. If you have never had the chocolate... oh dear gawd, you must get it. I've always been kind of wishy-washy about them. I liked the chocolate coating and the chocolate coating the inside of the ice cream cone but I was never THRILLED about the vanilla ice cream. Well now they fixed that little issue - the chocolate ice cream is perfect. I'm not saying it's the best fucking ice cream I've had in my life but it's damn good considering I spent $1.50 for the 4 pack at Albies. Quite nice, not better than sex, but who knows, give me a few weeks when my batteries are running out and I may think it is.
What a BEAUTIFUL day! The sun is out and the birds are singing - I'm having a great day and I got a nice compliment from someone today (yes, yes, I'm swayed by flattery, so sue me). Yeah baby, a long lunch would would be perfect, let me know when you're lunch schedule will bring you in my area (which is probably never but what the hell, it WOULD be nice!) and I'll fix you a samich. ;o)
Time to enjoy this lovely day!
Well I decided to change the template back as it was causing eye strain, headaches and brain damage to thoes viewing it. I'm still planning on changing it though, must find an appropriate template to you, find or take some appropriate photos of myself... porn? nah... don't need to scare people.
Having a good day. Staying out way to long taking with friends and kissing hot women's hot boyfriends always do that... or maybe it's the lack of sleep that's making me delirous. Or possibly all the red dye #5 in the Flamin' Cheetos that's causing me to halucinate. Not sure, think I shall take a nap. Spring Break Rocks! (actually that's what my 6 year old said yesterday, she has no clue)
Well I went ahead and changed my template. Just the colors. I could not find a blog template that was what I wanted though, to be honest I didn't really do all that much search, I don't have all that much time to search for flame motif blog skins. Yes I had wanted a nice flame motif, kind of fits my state of being right now. There are times I feel as though I've been tossed into the flames and there are other times I feel like setting something (someone really) on fire and I start pondering collecting money for gas. ;o)
I have removed most of the photos of myself as thoes were taken in February 2004 on the outting that I met Michael. They were my favorite pictures, it was a really great evening - I may post the pictures one last time as a last hurrah so to speak before I retire them for good. I suppose it's time for new photos on here anyway, I've lost 30 lbs since then and I think I look pretty damn good now. Besides I need some new hot photos of me so I can find myself a hot mansicle. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!! Gawd I kill myself sometimes, the last thing I need right now is another man in my life. I gotta get over the whole Michael/Loa thing first. I will, it will happen, just wish it would already happen, I'm very tired of vacillating between being so hurt I can actually feel the pain so I must cry, being so angry I contemplate dousing him in gassoline and setting him on fire, feeling stupid for having trusted him for 13 months and believed it was something special and just being sad. Head games, I don't know why anyone would want to play them with me, I don't play them with people and I'm a much more reasonable person than most people seem to give me credit for, so no head games please.
And a note to all men from my past I was involved with, now is not the time to start coming out of the cracks like cockroaches when the lights go off. I appreciate all the offers and the affirmations of how 'hot' you still think I am are indeed flattering and do make me smile, but dudes, you are men from my past for a reason and I did choose him over you. Give me some time boys, come back in a month or so and tell me again how hot you are for me and how incredible the sex was - it won't get you any further with me than it does now but it will make me smile and hell who doesn't like an ego boost (and hell I sure need that, nothing like being dumped for someone else to squash the old self esteem).
Okay I guess I'm done for now. I need to go for a walk or something. I had just intended this as a notice of the change to the blog and to ask for feed back on that, but it appears my Internet Therapy was early today (feel free to comment on that as well).
If there was every any doubt that I suck, well here's photographic proof.
Hello My Name Is:
Petey just isn't right in the head sometimes, but that makes him interesting and fun to be with. He made place cards for everyone at karaoke - most everyone wore their signs around. This is mine. With my current sadly single status, it's perfect. (although I've always been a huge fan of BOB even when I did have a man in my life)
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
That's what I've collected in the laundry so far. No worries I still have a freaking mountain to wash.
Speaking of wash, why can't it just fold itself! I hate folding laundry. grrr... oh well, haven't trained the cats to do it yet and the kids aren't much better.
Cabbage Patch was playing with her sister laying on the floor pretending to be dead. She sat up and looked at me and said "I'm all dead." with a big smile. I said "No you're not." to which she replied "Yes I are!" Then headed to my bedroom to snag a pair of my high heels to play in.
My vast fortune was expanded today while putting clothing in the dryer. At the bottom of the washing machine I found several valuable coins ($.80 to be exact)! I was like finding a pirates treasure! Being a smart woman I decided a fortune like that needed to be stashed away quickly before caught wind of my vast fortune and decided to make it their vast fortune. I quickly hid my fortune with the rest of my fortune. (that would be under the sofa cushins and at the bottom of my purse)
Well I'm off in search of more treasure! (off to do more laundry that is, I'm sure there will be more coinage in the washer and dryer by the end of the day)
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
That's How To Make Me Feel Better (some days)
Today started out pretty crappy really - breaking up is hard to do (why do I suddenly have that stupid Neil Sedaka song running through my head???). I'll be working through my post break up emotions and all on this blog. Why would I choose the internet to do this? well a few reasons - 1) It's anonymous - hardly any of my friends read the bull shit I write on here, none of Michael's friends read this site, 2) I don't have to worry about crying in front of anyone since I'm in the privacy of my own home. I rarely ever cry in front of people, I was raised like that - right or wrong, it's just who I am, I didn't even cry at my mother's funeral (nor did my sister), outward signs of emotion other than anger or insincere happiness were not accepted in my family. Yeah, I know, fucked up. 3) I’m a broke dick, I can't afford counseling, antidepressants or enough alcohol to help. So, it's Internet Therapy! Woohoo! Now with that said, I want people to know I'm not going to be bad mouthing my ex. I don't do that, I never have... well except for my psycho boyfriend, and I don't mean the one that really was psycho and was medication (hey I felt bad for him and let him think that we were dating after the first date, that’s where I learned that pity dating is not only stupid it's bad for the person being pitied - eventually they find out and hate you for it... and that makes you an ass for doing it.) I mean the one who I broke up with and he called me a whore, then three weeks later he called to see if we could hook back up and all I could say was 'you called me a whore.' HE was a dumbass. But I digress, disclaimer is done, I'm ready for my 45 minutes Dr. Internet!
So last night I couldn't eat and this morning after my painfully brief amount of sleep all I could manage was coffee - which I spilled on the keyboard, fucking up my left caps lock key, making me have to resort to shifting with my right and that's fucking with my brain after 11 years of being a secretary. After the orthodontist appointment I decided to take the Little People to meet K for lunch even though I had no appetite. Though K had mentioned an Italian place this morning we ventured out to a Mexican place instead. I decided to get the special though I wasn't hungry - a little shaky though - I figured if nothing else K would have a nice lunch for tomorrow. Then something bizarre happened. The chips and hot sauce were put on the table, now I don't usually eat corn chips and hot sauce, don't like it much really. Today I did, I ate one and suddenly I was hungry. My head was swimming and I couldn't focus on anything K was saying to me, not even about the tasty looking mansicle sitting not far from us. My whole purpose was in eating the different colors of corn chips and all of the hot sauce. A similar thing happened when my cheese enchiladas arrived. I believe that I may have been licking my plate clean at the end, not sure though - I was in full food-gasm. And then I realized that 'fuck! I'm so freaking full!' and I was feeling okay, not great but okay. Now I do realize that I can not have Mexican food every day to medicate myself - my ass is large enough (but it's getting smaller!!!), but DAMN it was GOOD today. And then I noticed the tasty mansicle.
Later, after a brief but much needed nap (where in the Tiny Terrorists had to have their very lives threatened to lay the fuck down and take their naps - which they did not do, but did however remain quiet long enough for ME to nap so I didn't become a zombie). Shortly before we left to fetch K from the work place I was messaging a friend at work, she had to work late. As we were messaging I noticed an ex-boyfriend come on line. Next thing you know we were messaging. Now we haven't been out in over 3 years. He's very nice, but boring as all get out. He however has always been crazy about me. Our first date he BEGGED me for. He thought (and still thinks) I was so hot - he's insane I tell you. I think that's the only reason I went out with him - the flattery is very nice, now don't get me wrong - he's not an unattractive looking guy, he's very cute, I'm just not all that into him. A lot of dead space in the conversation. ummm.. Yeah... But we stayed friends and would talk from time to time, when he was in Dallas he'd unsuccessfully beg me to see him. But I digress again! He asks how I am, I say okay, then he asks about the boyfriend and I tell him that there is no boyfriend anymore. And then I almost fell out of my chair laughing at what he said next - GOOD. So I message my friend with what he said and type that he must be positioning himself to make a move. As I hit the send button he says something about how he might find himself in the DFW area for a day or two and would love to see me. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Now mind you, I have NO intentions of seeing this guy again - not even if he was buying the extra-Grande Starbucks Frappuchino with extra whipped cream - but it did feel good to know that SOMEONE STILL wants me. Getting dumped for someone else has a way of leaving ones self esteem feeling bruised and crushed. Attention feels good. Almost makes me want to pose for some internet porn - I hear I can earn almost $90 a month doing that. ;o)
And now, just because I mentioned that idiotic song... I know you are all thinking of it... here are the lyrics:
Doo doo doo down doo be do down down
come on come on
down doo be do down down
breaking up is hard to do.
Don't take your love away from me
don't you leave my heart in misery.
If you go then I'll be blue
'cause breaking up is hard to do.
Remember you don't say goodbye.
Can't we give our love another try.
Come on babe let's start a new
'cause breaking up is hard to do.
They say that breaking up is hard to do.
Now I know I know that it's true
don't say that this is the end.
Instead of breaking up
I wish that we are making up again.
I beg of love away from me
don't you leave my heart in misery.
If you go then I'll be blue
'cause breaking up is hard to do.
Down doo be do down down, that's what I'm talking about, yeah!
Yesterday I walked to the mail box to get my mail and when I went to relock my box and remove my key, my intentions were thwarted by a stuborn lock that would not lock and hence was holding my keys ransom. A few moments of furiously working the lock while yelling at the Tiny Terorists to stop running amuck yielded nothing but sore fingers for me. As it was 5 pm and the office was still open and just a stones throw from the mail boxes I went to the office and reported my trouble. Below is the EXACT* conversation I had with management:
Surly Assistant Manager: Yes? Can I help you?
Me: Yeah, my mail box key is stuck in the lock.
Surly Assistant Manager: What? Stuck in the lock?
Me: Yeah, I can't get it out.
Surly Assistant Manager:Well the maintenance people are gone. They won't be back until 7:30 AM tomorrow.
Me: So what are you going to do?
Surly Assistant Manager:Do you want me to call someone? I mean they won't get here until at least 7pm so you might as well wait. (i.e. it's too close to going home time for me to give a fuck about your tiny little problem, so go away)
Me: You can't do anything?
Surly Assistant Manager:Well I could call them, but if you can't get your key out, then no one else will be able to and they can replace the lock first thing in the morning. (meaning, stop bugging me about your little problem, I am not going to help you)
Me: You can't do anything? Don't you even have a can of WD40?
Surly Assistant Manager:(looking at me like I'm insane)We don't even have a key to that room so we can't do anything.(so go away so I can get back to gossiping and counting down the minutes until I leave)
Me: (getting pissed) So you aren't going to do anything?
Surly Assistant Manager:Well I could call someone (but I don't want to). Do you just want to wait until tomorrow.(Go away before my coffe get's cold)
Me: Well I guess i really don't have a choice now do I.
and I started to walk out.
Surly Assistant Manager: We could call someone if you want. (said as i walk out the door)
I go to the mail box, get my house keys off the ring and dash back to my town house where I (truly the Queen of The Lube) grab my trusty can of lube (it's for my sewing machine you perv!), headed back to the mail box. A few squirts later and my box was locked and my key free. I'm a fucking genius.
* Well not EXACTLY, but that's how I'm going to tell it anyway 'cuz it's my blog.
Bear with me, i'm trying to change the look of the blog. i can't seem to find a skin i like and i'm really horrible at html.
i'm removing some of the photos at the side and will be dumping some of the links i no longer visit.
if the sight looks ghastly for a bit, please excuse as the site and i will be going through some changes.
I Really Do Have A Karmically Challenged Life
Where to start.... let's see... I'm still quite heartbroken and hurt over my breakup with Michael. Very hurt, I hate to be lied to... especially when there was nothing to lose. So I didn't sleep well - went to bed at 1:30 am or so. I wanted to make sure I was dead tired so I'd sleep and I did. Then I woke at 5:30 am and couldn't go back to sleep. I took a shower at 6 am and made coffee. While the Little People were getting dressed, I knocked my coffee cup over and spilled coffee on my keyboard. it works but my capitalization is intermitant at best. i keep having to hit the Caps lock key to bet it to consistantly capitalize but that's just getting to be bothersome. Anyway, we made it out of the house on time, k off to work on time, me and the little people headed toward my orhtodontist. Woohoo! what fun. it took us an hour to get there with traffic and a stop to fill the tank - cost $20!!! for my tiny little car! The orto is great, i get a new retainer next week, then in a week a different one. one for day and one for night - what fun.
We just got back and will probably leave in a few minutes to go have lunch with k. i'm not very hungry. i just don't have an appetite. Woohoo, should be great since i'm trying to lose more weight. heatbreak makes me not eat, stress makes me eat everything.
not sure i'll be all that witty and entertaining right now. i'm just not sure it's in me. Well maybe in a sarcastic biting way, but i think i'll spare everyone that.
This was funny... in the orthodontist office they gave the little people some toys, one was a squishy easter egg and the other was a kooshie bunny. At one point Cabbage patch was playing with the bunny acting like he was standing on the slats of the blinds, then he would fall down hitting each one as he said 'ow! ow! ow!' in a squeaky little voice. All of the hygenist and the ortho were watching her laughing - was amused and embarassed at the same time. kids.
When we got to the doctors office Super Girl says 'whew, i'm glad this isn't the other doctor office.' i didn't understand her until she said something about getting me getting a shot. i said 'oh no honey, this isn't where mommy get's birth control.'
Anyway, i'll go now.
Monday, March 21, 2005
One is the adorable and friendly kitty that the Little People were so excited to pet, the other is the adorable and friendly Mansicle who happens to be my neighbor. I'll refrain from making comments about him and petty kitties. ;o) He's quite nice to look at though.
So last night after a delightful dinner of Mexican food, K and I were talking about Starbucks and I had the overwhelming urge to HAVE a Frappuchino (I don't like their coffee, just the frappuchinos). I was preparing to make a u-turn and head back to the Starbucks I knew of when K informed me that there was a NEW Starbucks at the NEW shopping center and I didn't have to make a u-turn. I was all giddy with the word NEW, NEW, NEW and Starbucks that I happily went.
As I pulled into the shopping center and headed for the Starbucks with images of a tall Frappuchino with whipped cream on top dancing through my head, K made an excited noise. I looked to where he was motioning and saw... a brand-spaking-new Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream Store. All thoughts of frappuchino went out the window (well most) as I guided the car to a parking spot in front of Ben & Jerry's. The store was inviting and brightly lit with a big cow mural on one wall - how could I resist. The Little People were nearly convulsing with excitement as we entered the store and chose what flavors. Everyone got a small container of ice cream. Now small is VERY small, think dixie cup size. I figured something that small couldn't cost more than a buck. I nearly choked on my coin purse at the register when the happy manager person cheerfully said $11.91. WHAT????? $12???? WTF??? Turns out the tiny dixie cup size cost $2.75!!! Fuck! Of course I had no alternative but to pay as my progeny had already scampered off with their overpriced prize and were happily consumeing it. For $2.75 I could have bought a pint of ice cream at the store! DAMN!
I was disenchanted with the ice cream shop at this point. Grumpy at the price. I didn't enjoy my pricy ice cream, I was still gaging from the PRICE.
So now I boycot Ben & Jerrys and their high priced ice cream! (actually I just won't go there anymore, might still buy it at the grocery store) And I feel cheated, I didn't get my frappuchino! (which would have cost me considerably less!)
I wish I knew that the hell these are, they kind of creep me out since they are in so many trees. At first I was thinking pretty butterflies or maybe interesting moths, but as time goes on I start thinking strange carniverous alien insects that will eat us in a most painful way and take over the world. (Yes I know, I have an active imagination) So if anyone has any information on what these may turn out to be, I'd appreciate it as I'm sure it's couldn't be worse thn what I've imagined.
So it's spring break this week, i.e. see-how-quick-you-can-drive-mom-nuts break for the Little People.
Despite the intermitant rain here I decided to take the Little People to the lake to feed the ducks and take some SPRING photos. That was a plan not to become reality. After an escape by one terrorist, the other not telling me for nearly 10 minutes (I thought she was upstairs!!!), I decided that we'd just go to the store for bread instead. For some damn reason it took us an HOUR to get out the freaking door.
Before Going To the Store
As a rule I don't post close up photos of my offspring, so you'll have to deal with close up pics of ME instead. What do you think? I think my face is looking less FAT!
Off to the store
They are all excited to go.
Run, Run, Run!!
Big Ass Bug
This nasty looking thing was on my door. Yuck.
me after the trek
And finally me again.
I have two more photos I can't get to upload. One is a tree with a bunch of cocoons in it, and the other is a close up of the cocoons. They look creepy!
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Advanced Global Personality Test Results
personality tests by similarminds.com
Stability results were moderately low which suggests you are worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious.
Orderliness results were medium which suggests you are moderately organized, hard working, and reliable while still remaining flexible, efficient, and fun.
Extraversion results were high which suggests you are overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense too often of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity.
expressive, open, self revealing, loves large parties, loud, social, outgoing, does not like social isolation, assertive, social chameleon, positive, always busy, likes to fit in, likes to stand out, enjoys leadership, brutally honest, trusting, optimistic, desires attention, dominant, aggressive, attachment prone, wants to be understood, realistic
hmmm... train snapshot seems pretty accurate. funny.