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!