Sleidy- thanks for oversharing. I can't believe you squashed a BUG with your FOOT while you were NAKED! But, really, I do encourage oversharing. Always.
I have never smashed a bug with my barefoot, but one time I did step in dog poop with my bare feet. That was pretty much disgusting. Thankfully I have always been tall and we had an above ground pool. I hopped to the pool lifted my leg over the side and cleaned off the poop. Yes, this might have been inconsiderate to those swimming, but YES, I needed THE POOP OFF MY FOOT!
Which leads to a great would you rather- would you rather crush a cricket with your bare foot while naked, or step in dog poop in the back yard? I'm really not sure, now that I've just given myself the choice, which I would pick.
Work has been really crazy and I just had to work so hard and rush right home to make it in front of the TV and watch the premier episode of Dancing With The Stars!!! But- let's talk about work for a second: I got a new computer. Getting a new work computer is a lot less stressful than getting a new personal computer. If anything is missing, well then, it's missing. But, anyway, I got the new computer and it's a miracle- I have TABBED INTERNET EXPLORER NOW!!! It's the simple things that make my day so much better. Really. Tabs? Thy make browsing SO GREAT!
Before we get to DWTS, let's get to my online dating history. About six weeks ago Natalie and Jarrod wanted me to join a dating website. The conversation about joining the dating website was the most fun and lots of giggling occurred. You can't just join and browse, you have to add a profile. This was my profile:
I love taking road trips, eating cake for breakfast, business casual happy hours, safe sunning (spf 55 always) and obviously any time I get to spend back home with my family. I love my droid, I drink more Diet Coke than most and my friends think this is a great idea. I'm from Pittsburgh, but working on becoming a southern belle while living in Texas.
(My family probably thinks I don't like spending time with them, but, I guess I really do- I mean, I put it in my online dating profile.
I get lots of messages from weirdos, but I most recently got a message that takes the cake. A totally new level of crazy weirdo. His name "CHILLIN IN THE CITY". His message:
Your background brings back a few memories. Go back a few years, say when I was 16 to 18, I loved eating cake for breakfast. I could do it as often as I wanted to and never gained weight. I don't do that anymore, its a bad habit that I fortunately dropped. One thing I liked better than cake for breakfast was hotel breakfast, which had the waffles, scrambled eggs and bacon. No matter what you do, you can never make scrambled eggs as good as the hotel can.
I moved to Rockwall with my family over ten years ago. I originally came from Maryland. I recall some key portions of Penn. but not too many. I remember Gettysburg and the Civil War monuments/ memorials and I remember a small town called Taneytown in Penn. That small town featured the most unique collectible place I have seen. I acquired a while ago, a large stash of hand carved wooden animals and an Australian Aberiginy handcarved rain stick that rattles when it shakes. I suppose it has beads in it or something. I have not found a store such as the one in Taneytown anywhere in Texas. I actually visited Maryland, and Penn (including Gettysburg and Taneytown) about two months ago.
I have a background of drinking lots of diet pepsi in years past. When I say alot, say around two liters a days worth. I can personally vouch that its really not a good idea. I eventually accumulated too much aspartame in my blood from diet sodas and suffered neurological issues as a result. Aspartame is poisonous in large doses, its a mild carcinogen and its effects are poorly studied.....which is very important if you take any prescription medications as there is no actual studies out there to attest for its safe combination with prescriptions. When Aspartame was combined with the taking of an anti-anxiety medication, it lead to uncontrolled muscle spasms which took three months to cease past the time for which I completely stopped drinking diet drinks all together.
If you take anything that is meant for the brain....such as anti-anxiety, anti depressants, Ambien/ medications to sleep etc..etc. You got to be really careful of the diet drinks and Aspartame. Your way to beautiful to be having head twitches and spasms.
I have an extreme attraction to red heads
~Scott~
I, OBVIOUSLY, immediately deleted the account. No further discussion needed.
Now, on to DWTS. When things were going so crazy busy at work I messaged Kim and said if I don't make it home to see Mike the Situation and America's daughter Bristol dance I will be PISSED OFF. Except I said POed. I have it on both TVs right now so I can do all my chores and not miss a second of the action!!!! Because you all care, I'm not posting this blog until I see all the dancers go and write down a sentence on each dancing couple:
Audrina: I can't believe she couldn't do a full split. Rockin bod.
Kurt: Handsome older man for sure, not so very smooth.
Judges: I love when they fight.
Castle: So glad it's back on, can't wait to watch tonight's episode. I hope they end up together, just not yet.
Kyle: WHAT A DISNEY CUTIE!! Or Nickelodeon. Or whatever he is.
Bruno: SO FUNNY when he calls other men naughty.
Richy Rich is a ginormous (sweaty) dreamboat.
Margaret: Your angry Asian face will get you kicked off.
Brandy: Didn't she kill someone? Not voting for her.
Natalie: You should know better than to call during DWTS. I am ignoring your phone call. And I know you don't read this, so I don't even feel bad about it.
Bristol (America's Daughter): Surprisingly good for week 1!
Florence, SERIOUSLY? KILLER legs! And love the cursing.
Dear Situation: I am sending you all eight of my votes. All. Eight.
Who was next? I lost interest. Hasselhoff? You're a loser and likely to go with Margaret. And they don't even get rid of two people in one week.
Ok! Back to my chores!! And primetime TV!!!
9/20/2010
9/18/2010
UNC is sloppy
I think you all should know Rohrbach changed his tune quite quickly via the gchat with "babe"s and "i love you"s after his outburst last week. I told him we were definitely fighting for one more day and then I was out of town on the day the fighting was over and now it's the weekend and I think he's gotten what he deserves with his terrible sass.
"Out of town?" you say? Yes. Out of town again- to UNC for recruiting. I've never been to UNC and I was really excited to go, even if I'd only been back in Dallas for 2 days. Work was crazy busy on Monday and Tuesday- which is beginning to be the story of my life- and I hadn't packed my men's polo yet- (the women's polo didn't fit so I had to call a woman with the first name of Queen and request she send me a men's medium so I could tuck it in. I then became very self conscious about switching into men's sizes and awkwardly told her I was TALL and that's all. Queen was not so very amused.)
Anyway, I get this call at the end of the day from none other than Estrada (which, I know his name is Steve but for Halloween he was the Estrada sunglass man and pretty much was unable to say or do anything but point to the Estrada sunglasses and say "Estrada".) So, Stevtrada called me and he was in Dallas and did I want to catch a drink? Of course I did! He's pretty much as great as McCowan. And they are roommates. We met for beers and apps and just chatted away- I really don't know that I've ever had a one on one sober conversation with Stevetrada so we started at the beginning and just chat chat chatted. Also, the bar we were at had all kinds of games so we picked Jenga and played 1.5 rounds. I lost the first one and then we go distracted with the conversation on his recent trip to the Bama game and then it was time to go. I'm certain I would have won the second game if we finished it.
I went home and half packed my suitcase and then went to bed. When I woke up I have to do all the things I do to prepare for the flight crashing which includes making my bed, running the dishwaher and just a general, overall quick tidy. Things that were not tidy- the piles of laundry I guess I left for myself before going to Pittsburgh and then the extra pile of laundry I brought home from Pittsburgh. Thankfully, the plane did not go down and no one had to clean out my mostly clean apartment.
Since I was traveling on a Wednesday and the thing I want the most when traveling is to sit next to a normal person - well, I travel in business clothes AND shoes. I had on that great green dress I told you about because I wasn't going to see anyone I'd already seen in the dress and I really do love it and want to get all the wear out of it I can before it's too cold here to wear it.
I take all my extras off and out, go through security, put everything back on and in and then stop in the little mini market to grab a DC. Well, no DC ONLY Pepsi products. I turn right around and head down the terminal a bit more and into another store. No DC, ONLY Pepsi! Weird. I continue walking to ANOTHER shop- NO DC!! So I say, "Hi, excuse me, is this airport a Pepsi only airport?" Dun dun dun. Yes- Pepsi only BUT if I walk down 15 more terminals to the McDonalds I can get a DC there. What do I do? I walk 15 more terminals to McDonalds and get a medium DC for $2.03. Then I had to walk all the way back to my terminal to get on my direct flight to RDU. My entire walk I'm smiling smiling smiling for 3 reasons- 1) the DC 2) the green dress is meant for walking and flows so great 3) my new Nine West shoes are really holding up quite well and NO blisters or any pain!!
Then it's time to board and as with all flights anymore everyone has a rollerboard and there is never enough room for luggage and I was very fortunate to find a space in front of my seat to store my bag. But, man across the aisle could not find a space for his luggage and became very angry. But he never said any words. He just did this huffing and puffing and rolling of his eyes and in general was a total embarrassment to his wife who apologized up and down and thanked the 6 aisles that were involved in finding this man space for his luggage so that we could keep the peace. I mean, how does the sweetest woman in aisle 18 seat A end up with the biggest D ever? And it's my guess they've been together for a while since neither of them where spring chickens. Man of aisle 18 seat B was terrible. But I just sat back and enjoyed the show while it lasted.
Land at RDU- beautiful weather, beautiful scenery. Stupid Ford Focus was my rental car- we had a "Foc" in Connecticut for training- they still have no leg room. Worst. Car. Situation. Ever. Also- no great radio stations to be found!! The! Worst! Also terrible? Couldn't log in to work at the hotel which totally sucked and made me stressed out because I knew I would have 100 emails to deal with on Friday on top of 5 interviews and all the other crap that was on my calendar. So- stressful situation. The reason I was at UNC was because we were recruiting for our program. Wednesday was a Diversity Fair and Thursday was the Career Fair. Now, seriously, me? At a Diversity Fair? I don't know that I'm exactly "diverse" but whatever I went...
I could not believe how SLOPPY the student population of UNC is. I mean- seriously, I guess "kids these days" don't wear suits anymore? Ok- I can deal with that. Business casual at an 8pm fair seems respectable to me... except.. they didn't even do that!! Tube tops on girls. Exposed bra straps. Boys in jhorts. Tennis shoes. I mean- a terribly unprofessional student population- That would NEVER happen at Penn State. (Woop woop WSJ and recruiters!!!)
For the most part the Diversity Fair was a bust. For the fair it was me and this kid Erik who laughed like a ventriloquist dummy. I don't know how else to explain it... he laughed pretty much only with the bottom half of his mouth. We chatted the whole time and were both generally unimpressed with the sloppy students. For the Career Fair the next day which had lots more booths at it we had a sales woman join us. I forget her name because I was so distracted with her blinking disability. She had rapid blinking which I imagine would be very disruptive to general life. Try it right now- blinkblinkblinkblinkblinkblink. It's hard to focus on anything, right? What an awful tick. The tick was really agitated when she was talking to people which probably creeped out the students, but even when she was not talking she had another blinking tick where they weren't so much rapid as they were forceful blinks. It was very distracting to me all day trying to figure out this unusual behavior.
There were a few nicely dressed people (ladies) that were intelligent and I encouraged to apply and one nice junior guy who was reapplying for an internship he didn't get last year. Tommy. I hope he gets it this year- he was so excited and couldn't wait to apply again. Aww. Sweet.
The Fair ended at 2 but my flight wasn't until 7. I tried to rush to the airport to get bumped to an earlier flight, but I was early enough and instead had to hang out at gate C17 and read my book- The Poisonwood Bible. This book was recommended to me by both LFS and McCowan separately and I figured that these two probably wouldn't have tons of book overlap so it would be worth me remembering and getting. The book for me was very slow to start and a heavy read, but really good. I've got just a few chapters left and despite the heavy read, as you get to know the characters they are actually quite funny. If you're looking for a read, I highly recommend it- but, it is long at almost 600 pages. I'm a quick reader and don't usually need more than a week to finish a book- but this one is taking some time. Catch 22 was a book I read in high school that I didn't expect to be funny (hello, summer reading is never funny) but actually made me laugh out loud. Maybe I will reread that book since I am now at least 8 years smarter and funnier.
Let's see... what else?? I'm really happy to have my feet back on the ground for a while. No major travel until Thanksgiving- thank god!! And that will be to go home for the holiday. Work has been CRAZY busy. I am used to having sporadic busy times, and a long day each week or two but literally for 4 or 5 weeks I've been working at least 10 hour days and just barely catching up and never getting ahead. It's a little dreary to write- but I do like my job and can't wait for 10/11 to be done since that's our next major deliverable. Yesterday I even logged in for 2 hours to just clean up my inbox-- I had 469 emails that were "read" but I never really read them I just skimmed them and determined if at the time I was reading it was really important or later important.... Which puts me in email jail where I get the high priority emails that I'm at capacity and can't send emails with large attachments. I mean- just opening Outlook with over 400 emails gives me a stomach ulcer so I had to clear things out. I filed, responded, deleted, etc and got my inbox to 68 emails. SO. AMAZING! Then I found another folder that I didn't know I had of 299 emails and cleared that down to 18!! It was very productive. And then I moved on to actual work for another hour or two and then it was 10:30 on a Saturday and I wanted to read more of The Poisonwood Bible and I logged off and read and went to sleep.
I've had such an exciting weekend.
I don't know if this will surprise any of you- but I guess I have an active imagination. I don't generally think I do because I'm a pretty realistic person (no fluff) but lately I've been very actively imagining the high possibility that a bug will get me. In the bathroom. In Chattanooga whenever I would go to the bathroom I was always afraid I would find one particular employee dead on the toilet. I have no idea why. Honestly. But, I always thought "Please don't let me find Sheila in here". She was in good health, and really a very great project manager, and I have no idea why I was always fearful of finding her passed out body in the bathroom, but for whatever reason, I was. And, as expected, I never found her near death in the bathroom. Now that I'm in Texas and Sheila isn't here and the bugs are here I'm always afraid to see a bug in the bathroom and to be caught, literally, with my pants down. I'm afraid of bugs in the bathroom for good reason- obviously. So now my biggest fear is when I get toilet paper a giant cockroach, cricket or spider is going to fall out of the dispenser and I'm going to scream and cause a scene in the bathroom. This makes going to the ladies room stressful because I'm always looking for bugs. And, when you're looking for things, you'll usually find them. Now I'm afraid a bug is going to crawl out from behind my bed while I'm sleeping. I have not had any insect problems in my apartment since the Ants of April, but, I'm still really worried.
Great news for this week is this: FALL TV IS BACK ON!!!! Since I woke up before 8 this morning, I watched CBS Sunday Morning Show and set my DVR for all television shows I love that are coming up this week across 4 networks (ABC, NBC, CBS, Fox). I can't pick what I'm most excited for... I mean, Dancing with the Stars with The Situation?! Glee!? The Office? Grey's Anatomy!? Modern Family!? How do you pick? You don't- You get DVR and watch them all.
"Out of town?" you say? Yes. Out of town again- to UNC for recruiting. I've never been to UNC and I was really excited to go, even if I'd only been back in Dallas for 2 days. Work was crazy busy on Monday and Tuesday- which is beginning to be the story of my life- and I hadn't packed my men's polo yet- (the women's polo didn't fit so I had to call a woman with the first name of Queen and request she send me a men's medium so I could tuck it in. I then became very self conscious about switching into men's sizes and awkwardly told her I was TALL and that's all. Queen was not so very amused.)
Anyway, I get this call at the end of the day from none other than Estrada (which, I know his name is Steve but for Halloween he was the Estrada sunglass man and pretty much was unable to say or do anything but point to the Estrada sunglasses and say "Estrada".) So, Stevtrada called me and he was in Dallas and did I want to catch a drink? Of course I did! He's pretty much as great as McCowan. And they are roommates. We met for beers and apps and just chatted away- I really don't know that I've ever had a one on one sober conversation with Stevetrada so we started at the beginning and just chat chat chatted. Also, the bar we were at had all kinds of games so we picked Jenga and played 1.5 rounds. I lost the first one and then we go distracted with the conversation on his recent trip to the Bama game and then it was time to go. I'm certain I would have won the second game if we finished it.
I went home and half packed my suitcase and then went to bed. When I woke up I have to do all the things I do to prepare for the flight crashing which includes making my bed, running the dishwaher and just a general, overall quick tidy. Things that were not tidy- the piles of laundry I guess I left for myself before going to Pittsburgh and then the extra pile of laundry I brought home from Pittsburgh. Thankfully, the plane did not go down and no one had to clean out my mostly clean apartment.
Since I was traveling on a Wednesday and the thing I want the most when traveling is to sit next to a normal person - well, I travel in business clothes AND shoes. I had on that great green dress I told you about because I wasn't going to see anyone I'd already seen in the dress and I really do love it and want to get all the wear out of it I can before it's too cold here to wear it.
I take all my extras off and out, go through security, put everything back on and in and then stop in the little mini market to grab a DC. Well, no DC ONLY Pepsi products. I turn right around and head down the terminal a bit more and into another store. No DC, ONLY Pepsi! Weird. I continue walking to ANOTHER shop- NO DC!! So I say, "Hi, excuse me, is this airport a Pepsi only airport?" Dun dun dun. Yes- Pepsi only BUT if I walk down 15 more terminals to the McDonalds I can get a DC there. What do I do? I walk 15 more terminals to McDonalds and get a medium DC for $2.03. Then I had to walk all the way back to my terminal to get on my direct flight to RDU. My entire walk I'm smiling smiling smiling for 3 reasons- 1) the DC 2) the green dress is meant for walking and flows so great 3) my new Nine West shoes are really holding up quite well and NO blisters or any pain!!
Then it's time to board and as with all flights anymore everyone has a rollerboard and there is never enough room for luggage and I was very fortunate to find a space in front of my seat to store my bag. But, man across the aisle could not find a space for his luggage and became very angry. But he never said any words. He just did this huffing and puffing and rolling of his eyes and in general was a total embarrassment to his wife who apologized up and down and thanked the 6 aisles that were involved in finding this man space for his luggage so that we could keep the peace. I mean, how does the sweetest woman in aisle 18 seat A end up with the biggest D ever? And it's my guess they've been together for a while since neither of them where spring chickens. Man of aisle 18 seat B was terrible. But I just sat back and enjoyed the show while it lasted.
Land at RDU- beautiful weather, beautiful scenery. Stupid Ford Focus was my rental car- we had a "Foc" in Connecticut for training- they still have no leg room. Worst. Car. Situation. Ever. Also- no great radio stations to be found!! The! Worst! Also terrible? Couldn't log in to work at the hotel which totally sucked and made me stressed out because I knew I would have 100 emails to deal with on Friday on top of 5 interviews and all the other crap that was on my calendar. So- stressful situation. The reason I was at UNC was because we were recruiting for our program. Wednesday was a Diversity Fair and Thursday was the Career Fair. Now, seriously, me? At a Diversity Fair? I don't know that I'm exactly "diverse" but whatever I went...
I could not believe how SLOPPY the student population of UNC is. I mean- seriously, I guess "kids these days" don't wear suits anymore? Ok- I can deal with that. Business casual at an 8pm fair seems respectable to me... except.. they didn't even do that!! Tube tops on girls. Exposed bra straps. Boys in jhorts. Tennis shoes. I mean- a terribly unprofessional student population- That would NEVER happen at Penn State. (Woop woop WSJ and recruiters!!!)
For the most part the Diversity Fair was a bust. For the fair it was me and this kid Erik who laughed like a ventriloquist dummy. I don't know how else to explain it... he laughed pretty much only with the bottom half of his mouth. We chatted the whole time and were both generally unimpressed with the sloppy students. For the Career Fair the next day which had lots more booths at it we had a sales woman join us. I forget her name because I was so distracted with her blinking disability. She had rapid blinking which I imagine would be very disruptive to general life. Try it right now- blinkblinkblinkblinkblinkblink. It's hard to focus on anything, right? What an awful tick. The tick was really agitated when she was talking to people which probably creeped out the students, but even when she was not talking she had another blinking tick where they weren't so much rapid as they were forceful blinks. It was very distracting to me all day trying to figure out this unusual behavior.
There were a few nicely dressed people (ladies) that were intelligent and I encouraged to apply and one nice junior guy who was reapplying for an internship he didn't get last year. Tommy. I hope he gets it this year- he was so excited and couldn't wait to apply again. Aww. Sweet.
The Fair ended at 2 but my flight wasn't until 7. I tried to rush to the airport to get bumped to an earlier flight, but I was early enough and instead had to hang out at gate C17 and read my book- The Poisonwood Bible. This book was recommended to me by both LFS and McCowan separately and I figured that these two probably wouldn't have tons of book overlap so it would be worth me remembering and getting. The book for me was very slow to start and a heavy read, but really good. I've got just a few chapters left and despite the heavy read, as you get to know the characters they are actually quite funny. If you're looking for a read, I highly recommend it- but, it is long at almost 600 pages. I'm a quick reader and don't usually need more than a week to finish a book- but this one is taking some time. Catch 22 was a book I read in high school that I didn't expect to be funny (hello, summer reading is never funny) but actually made me laugh out loud. Maybe I will reread that book since I am now at least 8 years smarter and funnier.
Let's see... what else?? I'm really happy to have my feet back on the ground for a while. No major travel until Thanksgiving- thank god!! And that will be to go home for the holiday. Work has been CRAZY busy. I am used to having sporadic busy times, and a long day each week or two but literally for 4 or 5 weeks I've been working at least 10 hour days and just barely catching up and never getting ahead. It's a little dreary to write- but I do like my job and can't wait for 10/11 to be done since that's our next major deliverable. Yesterday I even logged in for 2 hours to just clean up my inbox-- I had 469 emails that were "read" but I never really read them I just skimmed them and determined if at the time I was reading it was really important or later important.... Which puts me in email jail where I get the high priority emails that I'm at capacity and can't send emails with large attachments. I mean- just opening Outlook with over 400 emails gives me a stomach ulcer so I had to clear things out. I filed, responded, deleted, etc and got my inbox to 68 emails. SO. AMAZING! Then I found another folder that I didn't know I had of 299 emails and cleared that down to 18!! It was very productive. And then I moved on to actual work for another hour or two and then it was 10:30 on a Saturday and I wanted to read more of The Poisonwood Bible and I logged off and read and went to sleep.
I've had such an exciting weekend.
I don't know if this will surprise any of you- but I guess I have an active imagination. I don't generally think I do because I'm a pretty realistic person (no fluff) but lately I've been very actively imagining the high possibility that a bug will get me. In the bathroom. In Chattanooga whenever I would go to the bathroom I was always afraid I would find one particular employee dead on the toilet. I have no idea why. Honestly. But, I always thought "Please don't let me find Sheila in here". She was in good health, and really a very great project manager, and I have no idea why I was always fearful of finding her passed out body in the bathroom, but for whatever reason, I was. And, as expected, I never found her near death in the bathroom. Now that I'm in Texas and Sheila isn't here and the bugs are here I'm always afraid to see a bug in the bathroom and to be caught, literally, with my pants down. I'm afraid of bugs in the bathroom for good reason- obviously. So now my biggest fear is when I get toilet paper a giant cockroach, cricket or spider is going to fall out of the dispenser and I'm going to scream and cause a scene in the bathroom. This makes going to the ladies room stressful because I'm always looking for bugs. And, when you're looking for things, you'll usually find them. Now I'm afraid a bug is going to crawl out from behind my bed while I'm sleeping. I have not had any insect problems in my apartment since the Ants of April, but, I'm still really worried.
Great news for this week is this: FALL TV IS BACK ON!!!! Since I woke up before 8 this morning, I watched CBS Sunday Morning Show and set my DVR for all television shows I love that are coming up this week across 4 networks (ABC, NBC, CBS, Fox). I can't pick what I'm most excited for... I mean, Dancing with the Stars with The Situation?! Glee!? The Office? Grey's Anatomy!? Modern Family!? How do you pick? You don't- You get DVR and watch them all.
9/09/2010
Dear Rohrbach,
Dear Rohrbach,
Of all my followers and non followers you have the least amount of 'sense' in the humor bank. Your snarky remarks are no longer acceptable and I do not care if you laugh -ever. That's an uphill battle I have no desire, or time, to climb.
I imagine your v-neck is white and came in a three pack from Walmart: That's not the kind of v-neck I'm talking about. Nice try though.
Yours truly,
http://www.abitcattywampus.blogspot.com/
Of all my followers and non followers you have the least amount of 'sense' in the humor bank. Your snarky remarks are no longer acceptable and I do not care if you laugh -ever. That's an uphill battle I have no desire, or time, to climb.
I imagine your v-neck is white and came in a three pack from Walmart: That's not the kind of v-neck I'm talking about. Nice try though.
Yours truly,
http://www.abitcattywampus.blogspot.com/
9/06/2010
I'm sorry I'm not sorry.
Alright, I know my last blog was terrible. I KNOW. And I'm sorry I'm not sorry it was terrible. I'd like to see YOU concentrate on ANYTHING with my mother and sister in the same room as you chat chat chatting away. It isn't as easy as you would think. And not only were they chat chat chatting- they were chat chat chatting about what my mother was going to do with all the money she saves by me never getting married. Yea. Seriously. You can imagine the internal distress I was in. What is she going to do with the money you ask? Something about a hope chest for Allie- but then I stopped listening because it wasn't about me anymore.
I also want you people to understand just how busy I have been. I think the fact that I've been too busy to blog.. ABOUT MYSELF is proof enough that I am too busy. I told you about all the interviews that happened whenever they happened and my week of 12 hour days. And now that I'm in the Pittsburgh office and preparing for a HUGE class of new hires.... well, I've been spending SO MUCH TIME at work. And it isn't just going in, checking emails, doing the usual- it's exhausting running around and checking every last detail fourteen times and smiling while I do it because I am nice at work. Oh, and then the commute. I mean GOD- that is a LONG day and a LONG LONG WEEK!!!!
Last Sunday though- Allie got tickets for her job and we got to go see Maroon 5 and KRIS ALLEN!!!! I SAW A TV STAR IN REAL LIFE!!! WE WERE SO CLOSE TO HIM!! HE IS SO SKINNY!!! Which - note to men: I don't know when you people started wearing jeans tighter than me and V-necks deeper than mine- but knock it off. It's not a metrosexual fashion statement - it's you wearing girl's clothes with a men's label.
When I got home on Friday at 5:40 pm I went right to sleep to take just a "nap". I woke up at 9:45 pm. It was an amazing 4 hour nap and very much needed. Then I did some laundry and went back to bed by midnight and slept until 8am. It. Was. Wonderful.
So great that I woke up early on Saturday too because I went to visit Michelle in Baltimore. I had such a great drive. Lots of police, but I'm a safe driver (and sunner) so obviously no encounters. The drive through the mountains was really beautiful since I'm used to just cows and concrete in Texas. I made it to Baltimore around 1ish and met Michelle to go watch the game. Woohooo WE ARE! Finished the game, napped (love sleep), got Chipotle for dinner (so spicy hot) and then putzed around watching college football with roommate Lindive and boyfriend Mark. A handful of Michelle's friends came over and then we went out in Federal Hill (I don't know if that means anything to any of you). I had a grand time and witnessed a really fabulous game of beer dance or dance bottle or whatever it is called when you put a drink in the center of a circle and dance around it. Really great time.
One of Michelle's friends who is called "John O" (or something) but reminds me of the Jonas brothers or Jonah the child from Sleepless in Seattle- not in appearance only in name- was there and I've heard of this character before and after spending the night with him I said to Michelle "Why aren't you dating him?". He totally gets it and was a great time. And however the conversation transpired between me and Mich- it ended up that no she doesn't love him but I should. Which then later that evening turned into Michelle telling him she doesn't like his girlfriend and I think to some degree that she thinks his girlfriend is a lesbian and he should instead love me. We'd have to get details from Michelle, but I think that is a fair 2 sentence summary. This then turns into John-O asking me to walk him out (weird since it wasn't my house) and then him BREAKING UP WITH ME OUTSIDE MICHELLE'S DOOR!. Yep. I was broken up with and we weren't even dating. You thought I was just making this up when I last blogged about it, huh? Well, I'm not. The breakup started with something like "I think you're a really cool girl..." or some other equal and obvious statement of my phenomininity (now a word) and then he says "But..." and I thought "ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!!??". That was my face. EYES BUGGED OUT. Thinking: Please don't break up with me right now. Mortifying. He did break up with me. I thought- this is too much. He hugged me goodbye. I have no idea why. I don't know. Just another night in my life I suppose: so single men break up with me when we aren't even dating.
Sunday I had a great drive home. Tons of police. Made it home to a very quiet house only to find out Poppy was in the hospital after "asserting his independence and going to church alone" (my grandmother's words, not mine) and then passing out. So this is two Poppy's in the hospital- luckily on the same floor which helped with visitations. I'll tell you what- these olds are enough to drive you crazy! And, on top of that, my grandmother is losing her mind. And really- you have to have a sense of humor with the things you can and just move on with the things you can't. I had a sleepover at grandma's because she didn't want to sleep alone. We practiced the security alarm 5 times (Pound. Away. ARMED. Pound. Away. ARMED. Pound. Away. ARMED. etc) and also discussed what was (or wasn't) on TV since she didn't remember the first twelve times we discussed it (What's on tonight? I don't think too much is on Sunday night? Oh. Maybe in the fall when more shows come on. What's on tonight? I don't think too much is on Sunday night. Oh. Maybe in the fall. What's on tonight... you get it.)
Monday we did some back to school shopping for a few younger cousins with my mom. Kids clothes are SO CUTE. I don't think they were that cute when we were young. Then we moved on to Aunt CarCars for a "dog ass dinner" (her words, not mine). Dog ass means "just" hot dogs, hamburgers, barbecue chicken, fruit, veggies, salad, cakes and brownies. By my books that's a pretty great cookout- but I guess it can also be "dog ass" if CarCar says. Dinner was great and turned into baby stories. Apparently when my Uncle Matt was born he was "so ugly" (again, not my words) that they had to "check him for a brain". Which sounds like a joke- but apparently they took him into a closet with a flashlight to look for his brain since his eyes were cockeyed or one didn't open or something. Lots of laughing occurred. Oh, and apparently I had a bad mouth when I was younger - no surprise there.
I guess we are close enough to present time that I can tell you today was my HUGE DAY AT WORK which is the reason I was in Pittsburgh at all. 72 new hires. All. In. One. Day. All. My. Project. I needed to be at work at 7. What time did I wake up? 6:34. How long does it take to get there? 35ish minutes. Needless to say the first word I said this morning was "FUCK!". Rush rush rush- LITERALLY. I brushed my teeth. Put my dress on. Grabbed my makeup and laptop and ran to the car. 6 minutes. Pretty impressive if you ask me. I know people hate when girls do their makeup and drive- but I did. I don't' need a mirror for mascara and I did everything else at a stop time. To say I was a vision by the time I stepped out of the car is an understatement. I mean, ladies, the green dress I had on fit me perfectly. And I just looked like little Miss Irish eyes is this great heather green dress and the great hair (thankfully washed and straightened the night before). WHICH-
Can we pause for a second? I've been home for over and week and just showering and using whatever shampoo was in the shower. Not really paying attention. Yesterday I paid attention- it's a men's thinning hair shampoo. SERIOUSLY! I don't think any men in my family have thinning hair- I have no idea why this is there. Oh, and have you all noticed how thick my hair is already!!?? I obviously started checking bottles and found a regular hair shampoo.
Back to my day- I was a vision. Even Security said so. I had a great day of shmoozing and running people up and down and taking all of their compliments about how smooth the day went and it was their "best first day ever" and they have had "a LOT of first days" and it was so fabulous. But, by the end of the day I couldn't get home soon enough. So. TIRED!! Father made steak and potatoes and I ate them without speaking. And just had a moment.
Then me and Allie and Jim spent some time playing with Lincoln and Moses. SO. CUTE. And then Allie went to see the girls she used to babysat and they have two new puppies!!!! Puppy fest occurred in the backyard and videos to be posted either via blog or via facebook. Stay tuned.
New follower tuning in (did you like that transition?!) LITTLE MEG!!! LITTLE MEG ARE YOU REALLY FOLLOWING IN!!??? She's so tiny cute it's disgusting and I'm not even mad that she calls me "Big Meg" since she is just that likable. Total B.
Ok, humes. Hope this wet your whistle. I'm looking forward to a little more free to keep up with blogging a bit better than these past few weeks. I'm even more looking forward to ice cream- M&M blizzard or chocolate cone with lots of jimmies?? Update to come.
PS: AC- how'd my proofing go this time? Even though your gf immediately reads and points out all my errors to me, I'm always worried about what errors you'll spy!
I also want you people to understand just how busy I have been. I think the fact that I've been too busy to blog.. ABOUT MYSELF is proof enough that I am too busy. I told you about all the interviews that happened whenever they happened and my week of 12 hour days. And now that I'm in the Pittsburgh office and preparing for a HUGE class of new hires.... well, I've been spending SO MUCH TIME at work. And it isn't just going in, checking emails, doing the usual- it's exhausting running around and checking every last detail fourteen times and smiling while I do it because I am nice at work. Oh, and then the commute. I mean GOD- that is a LONG day and a LONG LONG WEEK!!!!
Last Sunday though- Allie got tickets for her job and we got to go see Maroon 5 and KRIS ALLEN!!!! I SAW A TV STAR IN REAL LIFE!!! WE WERE SO CLOSE TO HIM!! HE IS SO SKINNY!!! Which - note to men: I don't know when you people started wearing jeans tighter than me and V-necks deeper than mine- but knock it off. It's not a metrosexual fashion statement - it's you wearing girl's clothes with a men's label.
When I got home on Friday at 5:40 pm I went right to sleep to take just a "nap". I woke up at 9:45 pm. It was an amazing 4 hour nap and very much needed. Then I did some laundry and went back to bed by midnight and slept until 8am. It. Was. Wonderful.
So great that I woke up early on Saturday too because I went to visit Michelle in Baltimore. I had such a great drive. Lots of police, but I'm a safe driver (and sunner) so obviously no encounters. The drive through the mountains was really beautiful since I'm used to just cows and concrete in Texas. I made it to Baltimore around 1ish and met Michelle to go watch the game. Woohooo WE ARE! Finished the game, napped (love sleep), got Chipotle for dinner (so spicy hot) and then putzed around watching college football with roommate Lindive and boyfriend Mark. A handful of Michelle's friends came over and then we went out in Federal Hill (I don't know if that means anything to any of you). I had a grand time and witnessed a really fabulous game of beer dance or dance bottle or whatever it is called when you put a drink in the center of a circle and dance around it. Really great time.
One of Michelle's friends who is called "John O" (or something) but reminds me of the Jonas brothers or Jonah the child from Sleepless in Seattle- not in appearance only in name- was there and I've heard of this character before and after spending the night with him I said to Michelle "Why aren't you dating him?". He totally gets it and was a great time. And however the conversation transpired between me and Mich- it ended up that no she doesn't love him but I should. Which then later that evening turned into Michelle telling him she doesn't like his girlfriend and I think to some degree that she thinks his girlfriend is a lesbian and he should instead love me. We'd have to get details from Michelle, but I think that is a fair 2 sentence summary. This then turns into John-O asking me to walk him out (weird since it wasn't my house) and then him BREAKING UP WITH ME OUTSIDE MICHELLE'S DOOR!. Yep. I was broken up with and we weren't even dating. You thought I was just making this up when I last blogged about it, huh? Well, I'm not. The breakup started with something like "I think you're a really cool girl..." or some other equal and obvious statement of my phenomininity (now a word) and then he says "But..." and I thought "ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!!??". That was my face. EYES BUGGED OUT. Thinking: Please don't break up with me right now. Mortifying. He did break up with me. I thought- this is too much. He hugged me goodbye. I have no idea why. I don't know. Just another night in my life I suppose: so single men break up with me when we aren't even dating.
Sunday I had a great drive home. Tons of police. Made it home to a very quiet house only to find out Poppy was in the hospital after "asserting his independence and going to church alone" (my grandmother's words, not mine) and then passing out. So this is two Poppy's in the hospital- luckily on the same floor which helped with visitations. I'll tell you what- these olds are enough to drive you crazy! And, on top of that, my grandmother is losing her mind. And really- you have to have a sense of humor with the things you can and just move on with the things you can't. I had a sleepover at grandma's because she didn't want to sleep alone. We practiced the security alarm 5 times (Pound. Away. ARMED. Pound. Away. ARMED. Pound. Away. ARMED. etc) and also discussed what was (or wasn't) on TV since she didn't remember the first twelve times we discussed it (What's on tonight? I don't think too much is on Sunday night? Oh. Maybe in the fall when more shows come on. What's on tonight? I don't think too much is on Sunday night. Oh. Maybe in the fall. What's on tonight... you get it.)
Monday we did some back to school shopping for a few younger cousins with my mom. Kids clothes are SO CUTE. I don't think they were that cute when we were young. Then we moved on to Aunt CarCars for a "dog ass dinner" (her words, not mine). Dog ass means "just" hot dogs, hamburgers, barbecue chicken, fruit, veggies, salad, cakes and brownies. By my books that's a pretty great cookout- but I guess it can also be "dog ass" if CarCar says. Dinner was great and turned into baby stories. Apparently when my Uncle Matt was born he was "so ugly" (again, not my words) that they had to "check him for a brain". Which sounds like a joke- but apparently they took him into a closet with a flashlight to look for his brain since his eyes were cockeyed or one didn't open or something. Lots of laughing occurred. Oh, and apparently I had a bad mouth when I was younger - no surprise there.
I guess we are close enough to present time that I can tell you today was my HUGE DAY AT WORK which is the reason I was in Pittsburgh at all. 72 new hires. All. In. One. Day. All. My. Project. I needed to be at work at 7. What time did I wake up? 6:34. How long does it take to get there? 35ish minutes. Needless to say the first word I said this morning was "FUCK!". Rush rush rush- LITERALLY. I brushed my teeth. Put my dress on. Grabbed my makeup and laptop and ran to the car. 6 minutes. Pretty impressive if you ask me. I know people hate when girls do their makeup and drive- but I did. I don't' need a mirror for mascara and I did everything else at a stop time. To say I was a vision by the time I stepped out of the car is an understatement. I mean, ladies, the green dress I had on fit me perfectly. And I just looked like little Miss Irish eyes is this great heather green dress and the great hair (thankfully washed and straightened the night before). WHICH-
Can we pause for a second? I've been home for over and week and just showering and using whatever shampoo was in the shower. Not really paying attention. Yesterday I paid attention- it's a men's thinning hair shampoo. SERIOUSLY! I don't think any men in my family have thinning hair- I have no idea why this is there. Oh, and have you all noticed how thick my hair is already!!?? I obviously started checking bottles and found a regular hair shampoo.
Back to my day- I was a vision. Even Security said so. I had a great day of shmoozing and running people up and down and taking all of their compliments about how smooth the day went and it was their "best first day ever" and they have had "a LOT of first days" and it was so fabulous. But, by the end of the day I couldn't get home soon enough. So. TIRED!! Father made steak and potatoes and I ate them without speaking. And just had a moment.
Then me and Allie and Jim spent some time playing with Lincoln and Moses. SO. CUTE. And then Allie went to see the girls she used to babysat and they have two new puppies!!!! Puppy fest occurred in the backyard and videos to be posted either via blog or via facebook. Stay tuned.
New follower tuning in (did you like that transition?!) LITTLE MEG!!! LITTLE MEG ARE YOU REALLY FOLLOWING IN!!??? She's so tiny cute it's disgusting and I'm not even mad that she calls me "Big Meg" since she is just that likable. Total B.
Ok, humes. Hope this wet your whistle. I'm looking forward to a little more free to keep up with blogging a bit better than these past few weeks. I'm even more looking forward to ice cream- M&M blizzard or chocolate cone with lots of jimmies?? Update to come.
PS: AC- how'd my proofing go this time? Even though your gf immediately reads and points out all my errors to me, I'm always worried about what errors you'll spy!
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