And The Votes Are In

As of next Wednesday I will be returning to the short hair team (if they had a team). Though I will tell you one worry I have. I made my hairdresser, whom I love with all my heart and soul, to never listen to me once I started to grow out my hair. Knowing myself I would have been in 9 weeks ready to cut the hair and I really wanted to have long hair again. The reasons: ponytails, baseball hats, and pigtails. Except now I wear a ponytail in my hair everyday because I hate my hair. The downsides to long hair that I had apparently forgotten: I resemble a mop or Cousin It, depending on the day. So I have devised a plan to aid in the fight for cute short hair. Because I am pretty sure that my hairdresser would ignore me completely. So the plan: I will bring kitchen scissors in my purse to my appointment and if she chooses to remind me of the oath I made her take (can you tell I have no will power of my own), I will cut off ( in front of her) a chunk of my hair( not in a place where I could potentially hurt the cute shirt hair). This is how serious I am about having cute short hair again. I will post pictures of either me with a chunk of hair missing or cute short hair. Please all cross your fingers for the latter :).

Happy Birthday Michele!!

I wanted to post pictures of Michele too ;)





Happy Birthday Honey- I look forward to celebrating tons more with you. Love you !

Need Help

Ok I need the help of RF's and IFF's: Long Hair or Short?

Thursday Is The New Friday

The group got together last Thursday night for wine tasting and general frivolity. Here are some pics.

Attack of the Ex

As I am sure you can tell at this point, some of the men I have dated like to come back and haunt me. This weekend was no exception. Saturday afternoon I was curled on the couch with a movie and my knitting (zip it), when my phone rings....Its a number that I vaguely recognize and it dawns on me who it is. I can't even come up with a polite nickname for him, since its my blog I don't have to :), we will refer to him as The Kid- In that he may be approaching 30 sense, but sure as hell doesn't know it yet. The Kid and I dated eons ago in a parallel universe ( aka. my life before I matured). Two years with a healthy break in been was the length of this involvement. Niether break up ended well- the first time I was young, blind, and oh so naive- he left me with my heart broken in to sad little pieces. Side note: This is how I met BestFriend Tiff. The second time it was clear to me - thru a pain killer haze- that maybe I shouldn't be with him. I spent more time worrying about the relationship then actually having one. So with the help of my little friend Vicodin, we sucessfully ended it. We attempted to be friends, hung out a few times, but it wasn't much of a friendship. A meal once a year to catch up. Ok back to the actual conversation.

I answer my phone- Hi Jackass, his greeting to me. (And you wonder why we broke up)What do you want, is my reply. "Wellllll, how popular is your last name??. My last name isn't very popular, or it wasn't when I was growing up. But now its like the Dutch version of Smith. So I told The Kid as such and stupidly asked why he wanted to know. " There is this girl at the gym that has that last name and I wanted to know if you guys were related"-says The Kid, " Why ask at all, like her and I being related would stop you from dating her."-I retort in annoyance. " Well yeah I know, I was just curious." -is his responce. I wasn't shocked by this at all. He had transformed in the years that we hadn't been together. He went from being immature to being immature with side helpings of arrogance and selfishness. Oh which you can imagine repulses me even more. Not only is he the same guy but had gotten worse in other areas.

I didn't mean to let him get to me with his usual arrogance. But it brought back a memory of how little he cared for or about me. I was expendable to him and he was to me too, why then did we waste so much time on each other.

Weird Fact Friday

I love learning new and completely useless information. I thought I would share what I found, oh and also add my funny comments ( they are funny I don't care what you say):

1. Everyday 20 banks are robbed. The average take is $2,500.00. ( Doesn't seem worth it does it )

2. The names of Popeye's four nephews are Pipeye,Peepeye,Pupeye,and Poopeye. ( Seriously thats last kid totally got the raw end of the deal)

3. It is estimated that 4 million "junk" telephone calls,phone solicitations by persons or programmed machine are made everyday in the United State.

4. Forest fires move faster uphill than downhill. (Gee, I move faster downhill)

5. The two-foot long bird called a Kea that lives in New Zealand likes to eat strips of the rubber around car window.

6. It's illegal to drink beer out of a bucket while you're sitting on a curb in St. Louis. ( Well there goes next years vacation idea)

7. Over 2500 left handed people a year are killed from using products made for right handed people. ( Woohoo, I am safe)

8. Clinophobia is the fear of beds. (Defintely don't suffer from this)

9. A "jiffy" is an actual unit of time for 1/100th of a second. (Ummm, Jiffy Pop does pop that fast, thats false advertising)

10. Porcupines float in water. (Who knew?)

11. The longest recorded flight of a chicken is 13 seconds. (Was this flight assisted by a boot in the chickens batooty) ( Yes, batooty is a technical term)

12. The Sloth (a mammal, in case you didn't know) movs so slowly that green algae can grow undisturbed on its fur.

13. The electric chair was invented by a dentist. (yet another reason to hate the dentist)

14. The placement of a donkey's eyes in its head enables it to see all four feet at all times. (I have no comment for this sadly)

15. Ancient egyptians slept on pillows made of stone. ( No wonder people have Clinophobia)

16. Its against the law to pawn your dentures in Las Vegas. (How else am I going to get my gambling money)

17. You're born with 300 bones, but when you get to be an adult, you only have 206. ( ummmm, where did they go)

18. In Natoma, Kansas, it's illegal to throw knives at men wearing striped suits. (A little excessive don't you think)


I hope everyone has a great weekend!

The 80's Party

Like I promised here are the pictures from our party this weekend. Enjoy!

Ryan and Erik


Angie

Ryan


Erik

Angie and Erik

Me




The Birthday Girl

Slash/Michael

Slash and Prep

Tiff and Christine


The Girls

Michael and Christine

Michele,Cate,and Mary

Friendship is......

Tiff and I are having a little love fest via IM using terms of what we would give up for each other, it made me giggle because we think so differently:

Tiff: if I had sold out private performnce tickets to Bon Jovi (he was playing at the time on the radio shut up) with dinner with the band at my favorite freaking restaurant and I had waited ages to go to this... And it happened to be on your birthday I'm not going.
Simple.

My Response: so I rank over Jon Bon Jovi
AWESOME

Liz: I would skip sex with Vin Diesel for you
thats how much I love you


Tiff's Response:WOW
I am truly touched


This is how we work :D

Spring Is Sprung

...in the form of a swarm of bees making their way in to my office by my cubicle and flying around menacingly. Almost every year the bees invade. There is a nest outide of the second story window and the make their way into the attic and out the light fixtures of our office. What started as one or two bees quickly multiplied into 10 bees. Learned a valuable lesson, light attracts bees, do not turn off the light to confuse them. Because it does confuse them in the " I am angry and will sting you" way. Being funny, I suggested making the lights flicker in order to cause the bees to have a seizure. No one thought it was funny but me. :( I am now displaced to another desk twitching every time I hear the buzz of the wings. Watching cautiously, hoping they don't find me. Its like a B rated horror flick " The Bees of Office".

ARGGHHHH!!!!!

So its one of those days where I woke up frustrated, disoriented and pissy. And it just keeps going from bad to worse. Imagine this......You are asked to help with an event, which translates to plan the entire thing. You rack your brain for a fun venue because all the other ones were lame. You spend hours researching and pricing, making sure you are within the budget. You finally have a contract on a venue (oh and not to leave out the non communicating event planner). You sent out a save the date e-mail to make sure everyone had enough time to plan for the event. I know its hard to get a babysitter, so I believe in being proactive with planning to help those with children out. Now jump forward to Thursday of last week, 2 weeks since you have sent out the save the date e-mail. Hardly anyone of the guests have RSVP'd- leaving you the fun fun fun job of calling all 25 people ( guest list was 50, including spouses) to find out if they will attend, seeing as a final head count is needed by the next day and you aren't in the office. Can you guess what the most said excuse was...........Oh, I can't go I can't get a babysitter. More than half the guests used this excuse. It was enough to send me threw the roof. Not only had I sent out a save the date e-mail, but I was calling a full 7 days in advance to find out if they could attend. I am sorry did I miss a shortage of teen age girls or guys to babysit???? Oh it gets better. Fast forward to today, the day of the event. Being the semi-coordinated girl that I am- I send out an e-mail reminder with full instructions and a map to the location. Making sure everyone is aware of the timing, location and parking situation. Hell I would have posted traffic reports. I want everyone calm and to enjoy themselves tonight- apparently I will be the only one wound up to the point of snapping. Not 5 minutes after sending out the reminder e-mail, a few guests e-mail back their regrets to not be able to attend. I am now steaming mad!!!! I worked very hard for no one to give a SHIT!!!! It really pisses me off, sorry to rant, but OMFG!!!!

TeeHee

Michele and Tiffany will laugh at this.

You Should Date A Swede!

You're a romantic, albeit an understated and practical one. It's more about a steady partnership for you, not unrestrained falling Your Swede will give you the unwavering love you crave While making up some mean pancakes and meatballs on the side!

Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?

Hippity Hoppity Easter ....

On its waaaaaayyyyy!!The Easter Turtle


For some reason that I can't begin to fathom, I have the " Hippity Hoppity Easter's on it waaay" song stuck in my head- scratch that, I only have that one line stuck in my head. What frustrates me, other that bursting in to song randomly, is that I have no idea where I picked this song up. It must have been in a store, I wish I knew what store because I would like a word with them. Subliminal songs, damn them!!!!! It counldn't have been something cool like....ok there isn't a cool Easter song but seriously I feel like a 5 year when I randomly burst out singing it. Not to mention that my co-workers have hung the offical Crazy sign around my neck. I am the office leper- or office Crazy- either way people aren't talking to me. :(

In the Spirit of the 80's

Your 80s Heartthrob Is

Kirk Cameron

Who's Your 80's Heartthrob?

Just getting in the mood for the ROCKIN' 80's party.

What's In A Name.....

Effective immediately I will be giving up my name and going by....

Your Alias Should Be:

Yasmine Jaqueline

What Should Your Alias Be?

Please see that you address me as such, failure to do so will result in you being ignored ;). What can I say its raining outside and I am bored.

Weekend ReCap

On Thursday I was telling my friends, " Hey I am heading out of town this weekend", "Oh Where", the interested reply came. " Ummmm, Redding". For the Native Californians, that translates to northern northern California, a 5 hour drive. Once the destination was learned the groan followed closely. The groan of " oh, you are heading to the boonies!!". Well I am back from the Boonies to report that I had an AWESOME time. Yes shocking I know: I spent the whole weekend without high heels, my full arsenal of make up, and my TIVO. I will let you all pick yourself up off the floor.

I spent the weekend outside of Redding ( ok more like 45 mintues away) in the mountains, nessled in a tiny cabin on a creek bank. My RFF's are laughing hysterically now, I know it. The reason behind my mountain getaway? My mom's birthday is Tuesday and it was her request that we go visit friends that live in the mountains. These friends stem from Z- my friend since elementary school. I used the term loosely, we weren't really friends until after high school but we have known each other for 20 years. Always involved in each others live whether it be school, coffee, cars, or laughter. As we got older our friendship got deeper and now we are those sort of friends that can be apart for ages and the minute we get near each other the conversation and laughter flow naturally. Z has had a rough time the last few years. And apparently I was exactly what the doctor ordered. His mom (who lives in the same town)couldn't get over how talkative he became when I was around. It does a heart good that I could have that effect on him. To make him feel so comfortable. But I have completely gotten off point by now.

So here is the break down of what I did:

-5 hour car ride Friday morning
-Lots of hugs all around when we made it safely
-1 Classic Car show that I wandered around quickly while completely emmersed in conversation with Z.
-Early dinner ala 4 pm- before the trek into the mountains to get settled at the cabin
-One 45 minute car ride thru the winding mountain roads to reach our destination.
-1 six foot 6 inch man giving up his bed for little 5 foot 2 me.
-Three rounds of pool Friday night- of which Z won- completely by default!!!
-1 very tired Liz after driving for 5 hours and going to bed at midnight.
-2 nights being lulled into sleep by a raging creek.
-1 long morning hike with the dogs, parents, Z and I.
-To much greasy food to keep track of- ugh!
-1 really cool ball of yarn- yes I am square, I know.
-1 present for dad in the shape of a custom wood turned bowl
-1 present for mom in the shape of cool mini latern.
-6 more pools games shot with Z - of which I lost 5- think its a sign?
-Hours spent lounging with Z catching up - which was wondeful.
-5 more hours in a car on the return trip. Maybe I shouldn't have stayed up until 3 am talking with Z.


Here are some pictures from the weekend.

Z and I

Classic Car Show

More photos to follow....Blogger is acting up.

The Funny Things Friends Do

I am sitting at work and should be working but this idea popped in to my head that I had to get down on paper ( or blogger). A few weeks ago my friends and I went to a seminar about buying a home. It was a free seminar and even though I work in the real estate industry, more knowledge can't hurt right? Due to traffic Tiff, Cate and I were almost late for the start of the seminar. Mary and Michele had made it on time and reserved us seats ( yes, its a long intro, deal with it). The hosts of the seminar gave out black portfolios with paper inside, obviously for notes. Mary and Michele and used these to reserve our seats. The funny thing is the portfolio I picked up (or seat I sat it) had been attacked by Michele. Now I mean attacked in humorous way. I have been using this portfolio for my voicemail messages since the seminar. Now, while Mary and Michele were waiting on us they had written notes with in the pages of the pad of paper. Every once in a while I still come across a cute little quip, as I use up the pages. When I happen to find one, I can't help but giggle every time. Its funny to find these little notes in pages. Here are a few example:

* Pretty sure you are going to run out of ink.

*Teachers Pet! You know we aren't being graded right?

*Your hand must be hurting by now.

*Seriously haven't you written enough by now.


Its a small funny thing that I think is great.