Movie Giggles

So as my Rf's know, I am a little bit of a movie freak (please be kind). So to my delight Spike TV ( a local channel) was having a Bondathon ( still is actually, I watching my third Bond movie this weekend)but the reason behing this post was something hysterical I noticed while watching " You Only Live Twice". Notice the fluffy white cat to the left, well during one of the action scenes there was alot of gun fire and the cat in Baldy's hands starting to go wild, I mean WILD!!!! In one part the cat is trying to escape from its captors hands, however one of the captor hands is on the cat heads, and as the cat is trying to escape forward the cats face starts to resemble that of rat instead of a cat. I couldn't help laughing, hard. I was sad that I couldn't find a still to show you the cat.


On a side note I am now watching " Never Say Never", and this villian also has a fluffy white cat.... seriously is it a prop trying to soften the villians image? He's a villian!!! Poor cat, I am sure this one will suffer a mental break down too.

Happy Thanksgiving

I hope everyone has a wonderful and thankful Thanksgiving!

Having A Day

Please notice the hand holding the cats neck securely in place. Those fangs say Chainsaw to me.....

Where Are You???

Don't forget to tell me where you are on my map ---------> to the right, provided by Frappr!!!!


It would be cool to see where you are reading from.

100th Post

Ok I forgot to wildly exclaim that I had reached my 100th post!!!! It was a few posts ago, The Few Rules one..... So YAY!!! I finally reached 100 ( and a few more), better late than never.

I've Got That Funny Feeling

This post is a question for my IIF's and RF's. I am curious about your point of view on chemistry with the opposite sex. Do you believe that attraction can grow over time, if its not there in the first place? Or are you more inclined to date someone when there is an attraction up front? And chemistry, some think they are synonymous, are they? And if not does chemistry grow over time with that person or do you think if its not there in the first place it will never grow? Your thoughts??

Because You Missed Learning More About Me !

1. Do you like chinese food?
No, Actually I dislike Chinese food, but its my bosses favorite, so I humor her from time to time. As long as onece year she has mexican food with me.

2. How big is your bed?
Its a full, and I take up every inch. Well me and the cat.

3. Is your room clean?
In the " a bomb went off" sort of way :)

4. Laptop or Desktop computer?
Laptops, one at work and one at home.

5. Favorite comedian?
Bill Engvall, I just missed him performing in Reno :(

6. Do you smoke?
No longer smoke.

8. Whats the sexiest thing about Condoleeza Rice?
I can't not name one thing, sorry

9. Would you rather receive amazing oral sex or have amazing sex?
Have amazing sex

10. Sleep with or without clothes on?
With, can't sleep without them. Yes, I am weird.

11. Who sleeps with you every night?
My Cat.... hello spinsterhood

12. Do long distance relationships work?
For me no, I could not do it.

13. How many times have you been pulled over by the police?
4 times. ooopps 5 times, apparently yelling at a cop, gets them to leave you alone.

14. Pancakes or French Toast?
Blueberry Pancakes MMMMMMMM

15. Do you like coffee?
Love to the point of addiction!!!!! The Starbucks on the way to my house knows me by name and my order is usually half ready by the time I walk in the door.

16. How do you like your eggs?
Poached, its a british things. I even get cravings for eggs made this way.

17. Do you believe in astrology?
I didn't until a few weeks ago. It told me I was going to suffer a disappointment and sure enough I had a huge disappointment.

18. Last person you talked to on the phone?
A client- work and Carrie- Personal

19. Last person on your missed call list?
Carrie

20. What was the last text message you received?
Okay- from Michele, as I bailed on her at the gym.

21. McDonalds or Burger King?
Umm I'll pass

22. Number of pillows?
5 - yes 5 and they all remain on the bed with me.

23. Last thing you ate?
salad and soup

24. Last thing you bought?
Lunch

25. What are you hearing right now?
realtors swearing (teehee)

26. Pick a lyric.
Big Wheels keep on turning..... Sweet Home Alabama

27. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB & J sandwich?
Blackberry

28. Can you play pool?
Yes I can play, but not well. It usually involves me swearing or laughing wildly

29. Do you know how to swim?
Yes I do,I am a fish out of water.

30. Favorite ice cream?
Mint Chocolate Chip

31. Do you like maps?
Maps or naps? I love naps

32. Tell me a random fact:
I can whistle really loud

33. Ever play spin the bottle?
LOL, I think I may have, the memory is vague.

34. Ever attend a theme party?
Yes I did, the theme was Divinity. I was an Indignant Pixie. And true to form I was indignant, becuase my hair was giving me a headache.

35. Ever do a keg stand?
No, I am not the most graceful person. I might really hurt myself.

36. Craziest place you've slept after a night of drinking?
I have great friends that take care of me. I have slept more than one drunken night curled up around the toliet.

37. What is your favorite season?
I love winter, cold weather, rain, big sweaters.

38. What is the first music video you ever saw?
Huey Lewis and the News, don't ask me what song

39. Pick a movie quote:
" I'm Steak, me, me....." Cute Lemur-Madagascar.


40. Favorite quote:
" When I am good, I am very good, but when I am bad, I am better." Mae West.

41. What is your favorite Thirsty Thursday hangout?
My house,the booze is free and flowing :)

42. Best friend's name?
Tiff

43. How long have you known them?
8 years now, she found me as a shell of my former self. broken and maimed, she corrupted me and I took to it like fish to water.

44. Last time you laughed at something stupid?
a few minutes ago, e-mail from mananger ( shhhh don't tell him)

45. What time did you wake up this morning?
645am then 825am

46. Wake up next to anyone?
You know its embarrassing to repeatedly admit I wake next to a cat. I am starting to get concerned.

47. Best thing about winter?
yummy stews and soups, warm drinks, big warm sweater, Uggs.

48. Name a couple of favorite colors:
Red and green

49. How Old are you?
26 and 50 weeks
50. What month is your birthday in?
December

51. Do you think pirates are cool or overrated?
Cool--- mmmmm Johnny Depp

52. Favorite Dave Matthews Band song (if you have one)?
Crash and American Girl

53. What are you doing this weekend?
Thanksgiving with mom and time with friends.

54. Who will take this survey?
Kate and Tiff ( clepto's )

A Few Pointers For the First Date

So I had a date this past weekend and as you can tell from the title, it didn't go so well. Though I should start this post by explaining how I met him. This is a warning to other girls as well. I met him at a local restaurant while having drinks with my galpals to celebrate one of their birthdays, which translates to a little to much to drink ( mistake #1). The girls had to leave but I was in no state to drive, so I hung out and chatted with the bartenders and a few other people in the vicinity. He was sitting across the bar from me, and we had been eyeing each other since he had sat down. Let me repeat, too much to drink. The Vodka goggles were on. But I figured why the hell not, gave him my number and went home. Now he waited the required 3 days (ala Swingers), and we made plans for Saturday (I was sacrificing a weekend night, this better be good). Here are the list of reasons that I won't be seeing him again:

1. When I called to tell him I would be late because I took a freeway farther down, the appropriate response is not laughter, its " ok, see you in a few".
2. When I arrive and you are on the cell phone the correct reaction is to hang up immediately, not hug me and say hello while still talking with your buddy.
3. Do not inform me that upon seeing me in the restaurant where we met, that you thought my friends and I were lesbians.
4. Politics isn't a safe topic of conversation on a first date under any circumstances. If you decide to proceed with this line of conversation when your date says, well lets just agree to disagree, do not continue down this line of conversation. Did you miss the part about disagree, you are in deep water at this point. Just Shhhhh!
5. When your date does not agree with your view point, accusing her of being brainwashed isn't flattering or going to get you a second date. Just so you know.

I can laugh about it now, but earlier this morning I was still heated about it. Stupid boy!

I am Sorry

To my friends, The Sisters, I hope I can find myself soon and give you back the friend you know and love.

Thank you for being with me through all of this.......

Liz's Bad Habits

I stole this from Kate (I am not so handy with inserting the links)

Here are my bad habits:

1) Leaving my clothes where they fall.

2) Never ever make my bed ( unless I have a guest ;) )

3) I am a worry wart, I start to worry about not worrying, if I have nothing to worry about.

4) I constantly buy grocery and then leave them in the fridge until they go bad and aren't edible.

5) I get Road Rage

6) I swear like a sailor

7) I have absolutely no will power when it comes to good food.

8) Starting a book, only reading half and then getting bored and starting another one. I am in the middle of three books currently.

9) Leaving my laundry until the absolute last moment, when I am wearing the granny panties.

10) I am impatient

11) I never wash my car, unless its on its birthday.

12) I give my cat the lint roller sheets to play with.

13) I am a notorious pen thief , no pen is safe.

14) I never balance my check book, I go by the feeling in the pit of my stomach, when I have spent to much. And yes, it works.

15) I am a clothes horse. I can not, not shop.

16) I am addicted to make up, I have more makeup than the average woman, almost more than an average make up artist.

17) I can justify anything. Buying a shirt, why I need dessert, why I can't do laundry that day.

18) I have been known to fake headaches to get out of a bad date. Its horrible I know.

19) I constantly forget things. Whether its a message, something I need to do or go get.

and last but not least......


20) I hate doing dishes, and leave them in the sink until absolutely necessary. Ewww Grossss ( ok, I did it for you)

The New Travel Entertainment

Driving home from the bar last night, I pulled up next to a four door sedan with a giant DVD monitor in it. Two things were strange about this 1) It was giant, I am not sure how anyone could concentrate on that screen, it had to have been 15 inches across. The people must hav crawled in to the trunk to be able to what was playing. And that is what leads me to item #2, the second strange thing (this almost made me crash my car) is that the passengers of the 4 door sedan were watching porn. PORN!!!!!! This again brings me back to the size of the DVD screen. Thats is a show not everyone wants to watch, so porn on a 15 inch DVD screen is a little surprising. I mean it was at like 9 30pm, there could have been little kids out. And really, how do you explain that to your 7 year old. " no, honey those aren't the lost episodes of Dragon Tales. (under breath) At least not those Dragon Tales." Talk about being able to take it everywhere.

See's Scrooge

When you picture the ladies in white with black trim pockets behind the counter at See's, you picture a jolly woman, happy to help you fill your choclately desires. Well the boss and I went in today to gather Chocolate Turkeys for the upcoming holiday. Of course we left it until the last possible minute having been occupied with other items of urgency. When we walk in we are the only two in the store and we inform the two See's ladies behind the counter of our need for 110 chocolate turkeys. Grandma C, as I will now refer to her, was slightly chastising us for waiting for so long but she counted how many they had, even the ones in gift baskets, decorated nicely. Her co-worker exclaims," Don't count the ones in the wrapping, you can't unwrap those.” So what does Grandma C do? She calls her manager to ask permission to dismantle the baskets and gift boxes to rescue the turkeys. Grandma C proclaims to the co worker, "Well boss woman says sell them all, even the packaged ones." "Harrumph", is the only reply from the co worker, who then disappears from sight, so as to not walk with horror as we pillage turkeys from there cellophane prisons. Grandma C hands each of us a pair of scissors and tells us to do or worse, no need to be careful or dainty (thank god, because I am neither). So we pillage and rescue all the turkeys in sight. And as we are doing this people are coming in and watching in awe as we rip open the baskets. One man commented, "what if I wanted a turkey??” Too late, we shout for fear of losing the precious turkeys. And while we are a funny side show, the natives were getting restless wanting to buy their chocolate. Grandma C finally had to get involved and call the See's Scrooge, as I now refer to her as. The scrooge's only reply, “I’m coming", as if she was being interrupted from something life or death. I couldn't figure out her sour attitude. I mean its 6 days from Thanksgiving and See's doesn't want to have to send back the turkeys, they'd rather make money off of them, and its not like she helped at all. So the boss and I left See's in a mess of sliced cellophane and ribbon dangling on the floor. It looked thoroughly pillaged by the time we were thru.

She-Hulk

This morning we had the lock smith come in to the office to fix a few of our drawers that do not lock or have broken in the course of the 12 years my boss and I have occupied the desk we sit at. Shockingly the lock smith showed up on time (I thought he was like the cable guy, and showed up in a window of time)and he was hot!!!!! Sweet, this is my morning. He had beautiful stunning blue eyes. So he quietly goes thru what needs to be worked on and one particular cabinet that needs to be fixed get its turn. We had informed him that it was broken when he showed up. So he gets down to business and is inspecting the draws, well he turns to me to ask me ( in a thick Hungarian accent), how did the drawer break. So there is where I have to admit to him that I had broken the draw. He looks at me oddly and repeats, " you broke it??". Now I have to explain how I broke it. So I relayed the story of how I wasn't paying attention and reached for the drawer to open it and pulled to hard popping the lock on the drawer ( teehee, I popped it. Yes I know I am a dirty bird). He repeats after me in sheer disbelief. Now in my defense, its easy to pop those drawers, its not like they were made by the same people who constructed Fort Knox. Its the same type of lock on a mail box at the post office, and no I have no intention of breaking in to the post office, seriously if I am going to commit a crime, it will be more enjoyable then breaking in to the USPS. But I digress.....So back to the disbelief of my strength. So after hearing the story he looks at me and says, wow you are strong. Again back to the poorly constructed drawers. Its not like I am the She-Hulk, though Michele is fond of reminding me I am stronger that the average short person. So Mr. Locksmith continues to work on fixing the drawer that I popped open. So he finished the part of the job that he can, he has to come back tomorrow and bring new locks for a few drawers, not the one I broke, he fixed that one. But as he was explaining this to me and showing me how he fixed the drawer and that he will make copies of the keys, he locks the newly fixed drawer. Now I apparently wasn't paying enough attention, because what I should have noticed is that he didn't unlock that drawer. And to make matters sweeter, he took the keys to make copies. Well I go about my business in the war torn part of my office, drawers lieing everywhere, the guts of the drawers exposed. This was not for the faint of heart. I realize that I need a file out of my newly fixed drawer, keep in mind that I haven't yet remembered it was locked. So I walk over and pull on the drawer and am shocked that it is locked. And then it sets in, crap Mr. Locksmith has the keys,what I am going to do??? Oh No!!!! I have to use my breaking and entering skills. And Mr. Locksmith is going to yell at me!!!! What am I suppose to do, I need to do my job!!!! So I do what any self sufficient independent woman would do, I broke it( again). Mr. Locksmith returns to remove all the locks in the drawers and I inform him that I broke the drawer ( again). He turns to me and stares at me like I am insane. He repeats me ( of course) , " You broke it again?!?!?!" Well you locked it!!!! What was a suppose to do?? I wasn't even sure he was coming back. It turns out, I didn't break it, so Mr. Locksmith, didn't break me. So I end my day to the sounds of Mr. Locksmith reassembling my drawers and the massacre will be cleaned up.

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I Have to Ask Myself......

My very cool friend Jenny from Oregon, sent me this list of questions she wrote for me. They are to help me find a path and stick to it. Ok maybe not stick to it, but to at least make me think and outline what is important to me. And I though I would blog about in case anyone else out there feels a little lost as well. From time to time we tend to pay to much attention to the unimportant factors and lose sight of what we truly want and need.


-What kind of life do you want? I want a balance between a fulfilling family life with a husband and children and a successful career. Not to much to ask right?

-Are you looking for a serious relationship? I am looking for a serious relationship with the right person. But I refuse to settle if it doesn't feel right.

-Do you want to be married? At some point if I have met the right person, I want to get married. However I do not want to get married just to get married. Thats just signing yourself up for divorce.

-Have children? Up until recently, I wasn't sure I wanted kids. But after my nephews were born, I can't imagine not having them.

-Be a professional? I would love to maintain a professional career. I love having that responsibilty (most days) and the feeling of accomplishment. I am also not the kind of person that can sit and do nothing, I'd go crazy inside of a week.

-What physical traits are you looking for? I would like for him to be taller than me (when I am in heels), kind eyes that I can lose myself in, strong hands that are rough and callused, good teeth that are shown thru a great smile, I want him to weight more than me. I am not particular on eye or hair color , I even like shaved heads.
-What non-physical traits are you looking for? A sense of humor is huge to me, a little sarcastic, supportive, confident, sense of direction, has his own dreams to follow, independent, and every once in awhile feel the freedom to be childish.

-What is important to you? My friends, family, my independence, my view points, respect for others and their opinions, my feelings.

-Any religious beliefs? (I think it can be a HUGE source of struggle to be in a relationship with someone who doesn't believe in the things that you do.) I am not religious by nature (it wasn't some thing I was raised with), I would respect someone elses beliefs as long as they didn't push their beliefs on me.

-What are your interests? this is a tough question, I like so many things and don't do enough of them. cooking, reading, watching movies, spending time with friends, laughing, Photography, 4 wheeling, history, doing something creative ( paiting, drawing, designing), watching live sporting events, having long conversations, and being able to sit with someone and say nothing at all, playing sports, swimming, rock climbing, ridding my house of spiders, wine tasting, racing cars, riding on motorcycles...the list is long, there isn't much I don't like.

Things I dread

Apparently Mr.Happy missed my house last night, but I am happy to see that it visited Tiff and Kate. Today I do not have it in me to be mature and remind myself of the things I should be grateful for. So you get the " Things I Dread" list. Aren't you lucky :) In the past year things have changed drastically in my life with my family and I no longer look forward to the same things.

Here are the " Things I Dread" -

My Birthday
Being the only single one at my birthday
The holidays
Splitting the holidays between parents
Having to even acknowledge the holidays
Having any sort of conversation with my mom
Feeling tired all the time
Feeling Unmotivated to do anything
And last but not least this feeling of dread about everything I do.

To My Embarrassment

So instead of posting a weekend recap, I thought I would go over my Saturday night. I was in rare form…… don’t worry I am going to go in to more detail. In an effort to put myself out there, being single and all, I went out with two friends C and C. I got all dolled up and thought I didn’t look half bad. We decided to go to Mountain Charlie’s, a local bar/ dance spot. Now I have only ever gone out with C and C with supervision from BestFriend Tiff. Now you should start to worry, if I say with “supervision”. Seeing the three of us, you would have thought that we were 21, not 30, 29, and 26. I haven’t had that much to drink in years, I swear it. I am a small girl and 8 or 9 drinks, no matter how long of a period you have drunk them over, is too much for this body. But that wasn’t the rare form, and I am slightly embarrassed to admit this. The three of us are attractive girls, great smiles and very friendly. No not friendly in that way……. We managed to get a spot at the bar, probably a mistake, now that I look at it. These three guys (perfect number) swagger up to the bar next to us and we all start talking , about drinks and the regular small talk. But they were distracted, they were looking for a better catch, kid you not. Now it’s a bar and I shouldn’t have high expectations, but again keep in mind, it’s been awhile since I have been to this bar and it’s been awhile that I have consumed that many drinks. So needless to say, we left the boys scanning the crowd. They obviously were not interested, its ok it happens. But when it happens after I have (all of us really) like 5 drinks, it makes us a little annoyed. So we decide to leave Mountain Charlie’s, screw them, they don’t know what they are missing. This was the rant of the car ride to the next location. And please don’t take offense to these comments, we were drunk and annoyed. We had decided that the men in LG were queer and wouldn’t know an attractive woman if she bit them in the ass. Though wouldn’t that be hysterical to see. So whats better than a bar/dance place……… local dive on karaoke night. I can see the smiles already. We immediately head to the bar, like we haven’t been drinking all night. And fortunate for us, one of the C’s knows the bartender….. more alcohol for free this time. And here comes the worst part for me. As I have mentioned before, I am a happy drunk. I love everyone, so it is not in my typical nature to be bitter and bitchy while drinking at least. But the other C and I go outside to get some not so fresh air and continue our rant. Except this time we have a small audience. This poor guy who clearly was just there for a laid back night didn’t expect two slightly drunk annoyed women to sit by him. I am amazed that he didn’t immediately walk away. So C and I rant and low and behold, he asks us (this is where he takes his lives in his own hands) what the problem is. I chose to inform him that the men in LG are queer (please see prior disclaimer about content, sorry), and what the hell is wrong with them. To be honest I was being a complete bitch…… I feel really bad about that now, but at the time I was disgruntled. His friend comes over to join (read: save) him and we go thru the entire story again. His friend points out to be that I am being a bitch and how unattractive that is and instead of clawing his eyes out, I agreed with him and told him I appreciated his honesty. Because I was being this way and I agree the bitter bitch routine is attractive. Talk about being in rare form. The friend finally leaves, deciding that I might be unstable. The original guy (sorry never got his name) tells me not to worry and then says that I am beautiful. Apparently he thinks a little more highly of me than his friend. I think I thank him, I think and then of course continue on my rant. Now I think he had had his fill at this point and gets up and walk away. I am laughing at this point because I have managed to scare someone away. Woooow, that is the first time ever, which my incessant bitter bitching chased someone away. But the thing is, like I said before this is rare form. And in hindsight, I am embarrassed for my behavior a) drinking like I was 21 b) the bitter bitchy rants and c) scaring someone who was evidently trying to be nice to me, away.
So you can imagine I learned a few lessons this weekend- I am not 21, despite how many times I lie about my age. And when I go out with C and C, I turned in to someone that I am not. I prefer more laid back evenings involving food with friends and laughter. Not bitter ranting with two girls that have their cell phones surgically attached to their ears, drunk dialing. Oh and I can not under any circumstances, eat Jack in A Box, anymore. This goes back to the, I am not 21 anymore. And Jack in a Box makes it worse, not better. But it tasted good!! 

Sunday Dinner

dinner for one

Appetizer
Make a sentence using the letters of your favorite color. (Example: BLUE- Bob loves using eggs.)

Red: Revealing Exotic Digs.

Soup
If you were to be stranded on a deserted island and could only have one CD to listen to, which one would you want it to be?

A really long one? I would want a Cd the encompasses a little rock and roll and slow songs. I think I would bring Joss Stone. Her voice intrigues me and it helps to know all the words.

Salad
How many people have you kissed in your lifetime?

Kisses on the friendly and romantic basis are too many to count. My friends and family are cheek kissers. We cheek kiss for hello and good bye. As for the boys, I have dated quite a bit and have always been a bit boy crazy. So there are a few I remember and a few that I don't.

Main Course
Someone offers to give you $2 million, but says you can only have it if you will give half of it to charity. Which good cause would you donate the $1 million to?

I would split the money up between Pets in Need, the SPCA, and Domestic Abuse fountations. I think I would be very hard for me to choose. I would hope that I could take that million and donate to a variety of different foundations.

Dessert
What would you like to name your next pet?

Weirdly I always think of this, if I were to get a new pet ( my poor cat ) the names I would come up with. One is Fang, I want an American Bull Dog named Fang. Or a Cat named Maverick. Or Butch, I like Butch. Maybe I could name a cat after my favorite make up. Maybe a super weird name like Kazac the Great. As you can see, I think this is fun.

Even More About Me

1. Ever been given a ring?
No

2. Longest Relationship?
2 years

3. Last gift you gave?
Dad's b-day, trip to New Mexico

4. How many times have you dropped your cell phone?
I am shocked its still intact with how many times I have dropped it.

5. Last sport played?:
Softball, use to play on a team last year.

6. Things you spend a lot of money on:
Clothes and I always feel like I have nothing to wear.

7. Three things you ate last:
pband j and a salad

8. What you notice first about the opposite sex: Smile and hands


9. One favorite song:
Don't Look Back by Antigone Rising

10. Where do you live?
Mountain View

11. High school you attended:
Los Altos High School

12. Cell phone service provider:
Verizon

13. Favorite mall store:
Banana Republic

14. Longest Job held:
This one, going on 7 years.

15. Do you own a pair of dice:
I might have at one point.

16. Do you prank call people:
no I wouldn't be able to stop lauging, I would totally give it away.

17. Last wedding attended:
Catherine and German's

18. First friend you call if you won the lottery:
Tiff

19. Last time you attended church:
April, for a wedding

20. Favorite fast food restaurant:
McDonalds

21. Biggest lie you've heard:If this was worst pick up line, I'd have an answer.

22. Where do you work?:
In the Mortgage Lending industry
23. Where do you go to college?
mostly at Foothill

24. Can you cook?
Yes, but I hate cooking for myself
25. What kinda car do you drive?
White jeep

26. Best kisser?
ooohh tough call Brandon I guess,he was the most recent.

27. Last time you cried?
On Halloween, because of Brandon

28. Most hated food:
Olives, they are disgusting

29. Thing you like most about yourself:
My sense of humor

30. Thing you hate most about yourself:
Not believing in myself, lack of self confidence

31. Have a secret you can't tell?
not really

32. Longest work shift worked:
13 hours

33. Favorite Movie?
Sliding Doors,

34. Can you sing?
not well

35. Last concert attended:
Green Day

36. Favorite Restaurant:
Cascal

37. Last movie rented:
Charlie and The Chocolate Factory - Man was I disappointed!!!

38. Favorite Alcoholic Drink:
Lemon Drop

39. Thing you never leave home without:
Cell phone

40. Next intended vacation spot:
I think DC for New Years

41. Reason you did this survey?
I have nothing else to do, the boredom was getting to me.

Even Coffee Can't Help

You know those mornings where you wake up already annoyed at your alarm clock because 6:45am rolled around to quickly……. Well it was one of those mornings. And I could have kissed Michele when I got the text this morning that she wasn’t going to the gym because she didn’t sleep a wink last night. Woohoo, I can squeeze in an hour more of sleep, because the Sandman definitely didn’t visit me last night. Now, I go to bed at a reasonable hour, because for reasons beyond my comprehension I need like 10 hours of sleep. And if I don’t get them, say out of my way. Only problem is that I have become a fitful sleeper and barely go an hour or more without waking up. But I digress…… I know you are riveted by my sleeping patterns, but that isn’t what this post is about. When I was rudely awoken by my alarm clock this morning (yes, it was only doing its job) I moved to get out of bed and my entire body ached, like I had gone 10 rounds with Evander Holyfield. No, there wasn’t anyone in my bed last night, save that spider that is stalking me I am sure. And it wasn’t like the flu aches that you get, it was seriously like I had been beaten, without the bruises of course. My ribs hurt, my stomach muscles, and my jaw felt like it had taken a few hits too (but I can explain that, get your minds out of the gutter, I grind my teeth when I sleep). Now unless that spider is the Incredible Hulk and beat me in my sleep for even thinking of killing him, I have no explanation for the aches. And it’s annoying because on top of being exhausted from the fitful sleep, I am trudging around like an old lady because of the physical exhaustion. Does this happen to anyone else? Oh, and if you didn’t guess, I still can’t find Mr. Spider. I even made Tiff’s Boy , check for me. Gee, this is a riveting post, sorry guys.

Don't Forget

All of you know that I love finding little passages and lists that remind us to cherish what we have.



As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

The New House Guest

Yesterday morning while getting ready for work I noticed a Wolf Spider on my bedroom wall, has anyone ever seen one? They are ugly and scary. Well I didn't have time to kill him, seeing as I was heading out to work and killing a spider for me takes time. I need to build up the courage. Not only because I am scared of spiders but Wolf Spiders rear up when in danger to make themselves look scarier (seriously had no problem thinking you, Mr. Spider, was scary in the first place, is rearing up really necessary?) And of course he was near the ceiling. The idea of balancing on my dresser with shoe or another weapon of choice trying to kill the REARING WOLF SPIDER, seemed like something I could save for later.

So I saved it for later, biigggg mistake. Guess who I could not find last night when I came home. Really, where is the courtesy? Why couldn’t Mr. Spider remain in his original location waiting for me to return!!!! Seeing as this was taking place in my bedroom, guess where I didn’t sleep last night? You got it, I refuse to sleep in my bedroom with Mr. Spider wandering around at his leisure, like it is a walking holiday of London. So I slept on the couch last night, and this brings me to another conundrum, my cat will not sleep on the bed with me, where shockingly, there is PLENTY of room. However I camp out on the couch and he finds a place to wedge himself, behind the crook in my knees, as if I am on a King Size bed. Please explain that to me. Does he think its safer because my range of motion while sleeping is limited? Like a couch has ever stopped me before. However the cat and Mr. Spider had definite effects on my sleeping last night. Thank you both, I promise to repay the favor later ( grumble, grumble)

Tuesday's Feast

Yeah, I am a little slow this week. I blame it on the spider that kept me up last night.

Appetizer
Name 3 things that you think are beautiful.

1) The Sisters: We have created a relationship that to me is beautiful. The support and love we have for each other is amazing. Especially when it can be difficult to make friends with women.
2)The Rain- The smell, sight, and sound all appeal to me. I find it tranquil and relaxing.
3) The sight of little children playing. Their innocence is precious and it reminds us of a happier time.

Soup
What was the last concert you attended?

Brooks and Dunn- It was awesome!

Salad
What is one thing that frightens you about getting older?

That I will never find love, romantic love, my soulmate. Someone who appreciates me and all my quirks.

Main Course
Tell us about one of your funny quirks or habits.

I am sure I have tons, but my mind just went blank.

I am the eyebrow Nazi- I can't stand seeing unkept eyebrows.
I am the make up queen, I have more make up than the average woman. And the only reason I do not have more, is because my favorite make up artist moved.
I hate washing my car and will only do so once a year on its birthday.

I had to enlist BestFriend Tiff for this:

I have a separate make up bag in my purse for emergencies. Not unheard of but neccessary.

If black clothing is two different shades of black. Like a washed out black shirt with regular black pants. The blacks have to match.

I do not like black and brown together. I realize they say black goes with everything, but really it doesn't. Sorry.


Dessert
If you could extend one month to 50 days (instead of the normal 28, 29, 30, or 31), which month would you want to lengthen?

I would say April, its the best combination of spring, still raining from time to time, but it is also sunny. And we don't lose that hour with Daylight savings just yet. Does it take anyone else a lot of time adjusting to that?

I Should Have Stayed In Bed

This morning my radio alarm clock went off to the sounds of 101.3 ( Easy Listening, its the only station I get in my room). Most days I wake up to the sounds of the daily horoscopes read by the DJ's. This morning's horoscope made me think I shouldn't get out of bed. The DJ announced, " Sagitarius, You will have a dissapointment.", I sat up in bed begging the DJ to elaborate on this dissapointment. Are we talking huge dissapointment, sleep thru the day and call back tomorrow. Or small dissappointment, like a broken nail or a papercut. Because to be honest, I have had it to here ( picture 5'2" brunette stading up with hand measuring above her head and hand on hip) with dissapointment lately. I think I have had my fair share of large dissapointments and would to lodge a complaint with the Department of Dissappointment. But if we are talking dissappointment on a smaller scale, I might bite the bullet and deal. However I need warning, you can't spring this stuff on a girl. Its not nice, I didn't wear my waterproof mascara...

A Few Things To Remember

I like this post I found- Even I can learn a few things from this one. ( Like # 2)

1. It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return. But what is more painful is to love someone and NEVER find the COURAGE to let that person know how you feel.

2. A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.

3. The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch swing with, NEVER say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was THE BEST conversation you've ever had.

4. It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.

5. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone--- but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

6. Don't go for looks; they can deceive. Don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you SMILE because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright!

7. Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.

8. Always put yourself in the other's shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the person too.

9. A careless word may kindle strife; a cruel word may wreck a life; a timely word may level stress; a loving word may heal and bless.

10. The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

11. Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, ends with a tear. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you're the one smiling and everyone around you is crying.

Send this to all your friends. Always Remember------ Life is precious, don't let it slip you by!

Its A Certified Addiction

You Are 45% Addicted to Blogthings

You're a Blogthings fiend - addicted but not totally dependent. So what if you know your personality type by heart? And while you may feel like Blogthings is crack... There are people much worse off than you!

How Addicted To Blogthings Are You?

Sights and Sounds of the Gym

Michele and I trudge to the gym every morning around 7 am. With the weather getting colder more and more people are retreating inside for their exercise. With the flood of people at the gym now, its gives me plenty of ammunition for my blog. This morning for example, M and I were working out upper body, threatening to tickle each other and lob weights, just for the fun of it. Yes, its before I have had my coffee, all bets are off on maturity, just so you know. But I digress.... This guy walks up to the weight gym behind us (you know that structure that has like 6 different stations for different muscle group, and weight gym, is the techincal term)and I almost burst out laughing. Here is this guy standing at the tricep station in......short shorts!!! This is where I would like to address the dress code for the gym. Under no circumstances should men and even some women wear short shorts to the gym. If you bend over, I do not want to see something that could potentially scar me for life. And on that note, spandex should be outlawed everywhere. Just because its long enough, doesn't mean that the figure hugging material keeps any secrets. Its just wrong, it should be a federal offsense people. Or how about when the spandex is so tight that it forces the fat rolls over the top and the person committing this fashion eye sore wears a spandex shirt on the top too. Seriously, one look in the mirror should have told you all you needed to know about that outfit, ummmm NOOO!!!!

My second favorite sight at the gym this morning was this guy on ab work out bench, violently performing crunches. It seriously looked like he was having an epileptic fit, I almost got the front desk staff just in case. Doing the exercise more forceably doesn't increase its effectiveness, it only has potential to hurt really badly. How do you explain that to someone:

Person 1: What happened?

Abs Fit Guy: Oh, well.... I was doing my abs work out and managed to knock myself out on the foot rest. I was doing them kind of fast, ya know, to pump up my work out.

Person 1: (holding back laughter) Wow, that takes skill.

I have seen this guy more than once at the gym and everything he does is in a rapid violent nature. I would hate to see him on the treadmill.

Last but not least of the gems at the gym, the Grunter! You all know what I am talking about. That guy working out two benches down from you grunting like he is constipated while lifting weights. Is this really neccessary? Does it help them lift the weights more easily? Really, I want to know. What does grunting contribute....Its got to be something seeing as almost every guy at the gym does it. Its really distractng too, I always find myself looking over my shoulder in alarm. Like something horrible is happening. But to my relief, all seems to be ok. Nothing happening that shouldn't be.

I will keep you posted as to the other gems of the gym , when I see them.

Addiction

I think I may be addicited to blogthings, can you tell ? I know they aren't going to reveal any screts about me, I leave that up to the Magic 8 ball. :) And now you know my dirty little secret.

Accurate?

How You Life Your Life

You have a good sense of self control and hate to show weakness. You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think. Your friends tend to be a as quirky as you are - which is saying a lot! You tend to always dream of things within reach - and you usually get them.

How Do You Live Your Life?

Just So You Know....

What Your Underwear Says About You

When you're bad, you're very bad. And when you're good, you're still trouble! You're a closet exhibitionist who gets a thrill from being secretly naughty.

The Underwear Oracle