I love Peeps at Easter. But I looovveeee Diet Coke all year round. My DC consumption varies, but I always have at least one a day. I am certain that at family events I've had as many as 7, maybe more. Especially long family events like Thanksgiving or Christmas. Now that I'm legal drinking age, I have replaced a DC or two with a glass of wine or two, but I always, always have at least one DC. I am aware that it is a real addiction.
On the rarest of occasions that I'm out of DC and have to go without one, a painful caffeine-withdrawal headache ensues. But, as soon as I get that next, cold, refreshing DC... well, it's immediate relief. I mean, the second the DC hits my lips, I can feel it go down my esophagus and straight into my veins. (No medical explanations or critiques needed.) And, instantly, the headache is gone.
At work, I bring a chilled DC can with me and have it at lunch.. except today, I had my DC early (10:14AM). Even though I love DC, I'm sometimes embarrassed of opening the can at a socially unacceptable time (before noon). And, although I've been cracking open cans for as long as I can remember... I can never do it quietly when I'm opening the DC at a socially unacceptable time. I don't look around when I do it, but I do slightly cringe when the can opening noise happens... it's like if you are sneaking around and then step on the one creaky floor board in the entire place.. your shoulders go up, your eyes close and you pray oh pray that no one heard or comes looking.
I have no plans to stop my love affair with DC. Or chocolate, while we're at it.
Since I'm still have capacity, I have a lot of time to figure out what is going on around me. Best thing I figured out? Annoying rude girl is moving to Minneapolis!!! Soon too. I think in just a few weeks. I found out her name also, but I'm never going to call her by it. Although, I have started saying hi to her. She isn't always responding, but people around me are noticing that I say hi... who's the B now, B!?
Also, it's business casual day at the office. For those of you that work for a company that has field offices and corporate offices... this will make sense to you. For those of you that are just in a corporate office, well, you miss out on a lot of excitement. My company has both, and while I'm located now in a classier field office, it is still that... a field office. Which means dress codes are lax, conversation is... interesting, and things are just done with more friendly chatting than in a corporate office.
Today a client is visiting the office so the entire building has to participate in business casual. This is fine with me since I LOVE business casual. But, it was so nice to see everyone so... dressed up today! They actually can match a shirt to a pant or brush their hair!!!! It's fabulous. I mean, it's not my version of my Sunday best, but it is definitely their version and you can see a definite effort. What am I wearing you ask? A great gray long walking short with a white oxford and teal vest. I'm wearing a peacock feather clip in my hair for pizazz and my highest black heels. My nails are painted orange and I'm so in love with the color, I think I'll just keep doing touchups and never change the color.
Oh, yesterday remember how I told you about purchasing apples at the Super Target. Well, Gala is my absolute favorite (Red Delicious is my absolute least favorite). But, I purchased Fuji apples- barf. I'll never do that again. They are... tart-ish? And super crunchy. And, they make me make a sour face and I can't even finish one of them because of the weird crunchy after taste it leaves. Gala4lyfe.
Also, yesterday I told you about my girl, Kate Gosselin. Well I'm over her. She's so terrible. I'd rather watch the oldie but goodie Buzz dance instead of her. But, I'm using all my votes on Chad Ochocinco because he is so handsome. You should do the same.
3/30/2010
3/29/2010
7:30 and Sunny!
Do you remember when you were little, and in the summer it was sunlight much later... like bedtime and still sunlight? Or maybe not your actual bedtime, but more of you just hit your brother or sister (or all three) and your mother sent you to bed when it was light out... and it was just awful?? Well, I'm trying to keep my eyes open, and basically thinking how fabulous it would be to go to sleep for the night while the sun was still out. Oh how times have changed!
So this past weekend I had my 3rd visitor! Friend from work who lives in CA was visiting another TX office and we got to hang out. We went to the Fox Sports bar to "watch" basketball (read: he watched basketball and I talked a lot about probably nothing he cared about). But, we did have a great time. When we were driving over to the bar, he saw some of the CD's I have in my car and started laughing immediately. I was a little offended, because yeah, Alanis Morissette is so 7th grade, but I still enjoy her tunes occasionally. But actually he was laughing at Love Mix #6.
For those of you that don't quite know my history with boys, I always get the weird ones. Never normal, or never stay normal. Sophomore year of college friend says my friend wants to meet you, blah blah. I say ok and go on an awkward date that leads to additional awkward encounters. The roommates encourage this because we did laugh over it a lot. This kid serenaded us in our dorm room while he played the guitar, he won me a stuffed lobster at a fair or something, I had to watch Aladdin with him (HIS pick- barf!), oh and then there was the final "date" during finals week that I was so looking forward to the end of. Well, he had different plans and asked if he could come and "see the sites of Pittsburgh" to which I responded "there are no sites in Pittsburgh". He did not get the drift and still gave me a CD in a pink jewel case. He signed it "love" which was weird and I couldn't get home to listen to the CD with the roommates fast enough. Songs on the CD included "A whole new world", "Your body is a wonderland", "Check yes or no" and other awkward songs to be given on a love mix post a third "date"- They were more like encounters. Anyway, I've been listening to Love Mix #6 all weekend since it was in the CD player. Also, don't make a mix CD for someone, unless they ask for it.
Saturday night I went out with my new friend from last week's girlmance... I'll just call her S from now on. So, we went to this establishment that I'm pretty sure is the adult version of Indigo. We get there at 9 and there is already a line (obviously, early bed times for the olds). "Line" means 15 people. Two bouncers (one of which is a 7 foot 4 inch tall man- seriously) seriously scrutinize our ID's and then send us inside where we have another counter where we have to pay a cover (more than $3 Indigo cover). There was a live jazz band (not a DJ playing actual enjoyable tunes like Miley Cyrus and Flo Rida) and three old men with instruments (saxophone, trumpet, something else brass) that would pop up behind you and start playing those instruments in your ears. Not so terrible, but not so wonderful either. Old people grinding everywhereeee. It was embarrassing. I mean, multiple people sucking face- not kissing- tonsil hockey like high schoolers. But, unlike Indigo which peaks at midnight, most of this bar was heading home by 11 as it was way past most everyone's bedtime. Oh, and an old gave me what I can only assume was meant to be a compliment. It went something like this: "You have beautiful red hair....... that is not a pick up line". Wow, thanks dude. For those of you that didn't catch the backwards-ness of that "compliment" - it's there. Reread it, and then don't ever repeat that. Even if it is NOT a pickup. Gosh. I wasn't trying to get this dude to pick me up... but I also wasn't trying to have him be a brat about it!
One establishment down, no husbands, many more to go. Great news on the Findigo trip though- I got to meet some more new people. Hopefully potential friends.
Sunday I did some shopping at my favorite stores: JCP, Macys, Marshalls and Target. I was most successful at JCP, but not as successful as I would like to be. I bought this so great funky vest with leather on it (but it is not what you are imagining). Macys and Marshalls unsuccessful (both stores were a total disaster and I couldn't concentrate). And Target.... that was an accident, I was just stopping in for a book, but you know how Target goes... in for one thing, out $100 later. It wasn't quite $100, but I did end up getting two books and a really great dress... and then it's the Super Target so I stopped to get a can of green beans (I just really wanted them), but I walked past the Peeps, and then the apples... and, it just turned into a grocery trip. And while I was there, I stopped at the Ulta and now I'm getting my hair cut on Thursday. I have no self control. Hopefully my tax return gets here soon.
Ohhhhh Dancing with the Stars is on!!! I have to go watch my girl Kate Gosselin.
So this past weekend I had my 3rd visitor! Friend from work who lives in CA was visiting another TX office and we got to hang out. We went to the Fox Sports bar to "watch" basketball (read: he watched basketball and I talked a lot about probably nothing he cared about). But, we did have a great time. When we were driving over to the bar, he saw some of the CD's I have in my car and started laughing immediately. I was a little offended, because yeah, Alanis Morissette is so 7th grade, but I still enjoy her tunes occasionally. But actually he was laughing at Love Mix #6.
For those of you that don't quite know my history with boys, I always get the weird ones. Never normal, or never stay normal. Sophomore year of college friend says my friend wants to meet you, blah blah. I say ok and go on an awkward date that leads to additional awkward encounters. The roommates encourage this because we did laugh over it a lot. This kid serenaded us in our dorm room while he played the guitar, he won me a stuffed lobster at a fair or something, I had to watch Aladdin with him (HIS pick- barf!), oh and then there was the final "date" during finals week that I was so looking forward to the end of. Well, he had different plans and asked if he could come and "see the sites of Pittsburgh" to which I responded "there are no sites in Pittsburgh". He did not get the drift and still gave me a CD in a pink jewel case. He signed it "love" which was weird and I couldn't get home to listen to the CD with the roommates fast enough. Songs on the CD included "A whole new world", "Your body is a wonderland", "Check yes or no" and other awkward songs to be given on a love mix post a third "date"- They were more like encounters. Anyway, I've been listening to Love Mix #6 all weekend since it was in the CD player. Also, don't make a mix CD for someone, unless they ask for it.
Saturday night I went out with my new friend from last week's girlmance... I'll just call her S from now on. So, we went to this establishment that I'm pretty sure is the adult version of Indigo. We get there at 9 and there is already a line (obviously, early bed times for the olds). "Line" means 15 people. Two bouncers (one of which is a 7 foot 4 inch tall man- seriously) seriously scrutinize our ID's and then send us inside where we have another counter where we have to pay a cover (more than $3 Indigo cover). There was a live jazz band (not a DJ playing actual enjoyable tunes like Miley Cyrus and Flo Rida) and three old men with instruments (saxophone, trumpet, something else brass) that would pop up behind you and start playing those instruments in your ears. Not so terrible, but not so wonderful either. Old people grinding everywhereeee. It was embarrassing. I mean, multiple people sucking face- not kissing- tonsil hockey like high schoolers. But, unlike Indigo which peaks at midnight, most of this bar was heading home by 11 as it was way past most everyone's bedtime. Oh, and an old gave me what I can only assume was meant to be a compliment. It went something like this: "You have beautiful red hair....... that is not a pick up line". Wow, thanks dude. For those of you that didn't catch the backwards-ness of that "compliment" - it's there. Reread it, and then don't ever repeat that. Even if it is NOT a pickup. Gosh. I wasn't trying to get this dude to pick me up... but I also wasn't trying to have him be a brat about it!
One establishment down, no husbands, many more to go. Great news on the Findigo trip though- I got to meet some more new people. Hopefully potential friends.
Sunday I did some shopping at my favorite stores: JCP, Macys, Marshalls and Target. I was most successful at JCP, but not as successful as I would like to be. I bought this so great funky vest with leather on it (but it is not what you are imagining). Macys and Marshalls unsuccessful (both stores were a total disaster and I couldn't concentrate). And Target.... that was an accident, I was just stopping in for a book, but you know how Target goes... in for one thing, out $100 later. It wasn't quite $100, but I did end up getting two books and a really great dress... and then it's the Super Target so I stopped to get a can of green beans (I just really wanted them), but I walked past the Peeps, and then the apples... and, it just turned into a grocery trip. And while I was there, I stopped at the Ulta and now I'm getting my hair cut on Thursday. I have no self control. Hopefully my tax return gets here soon.
Ohhhhh Dancing with the Stars is on!!! I have to go watch my girl Kate Gosselin.
3/25/2010
"ahh, yes yes, ahh"
Well, it seems I've lifted the bar again. Not that I need reassurance, but the few extra followers and the complainers telling me that my last post was acceptable... hopefully this means I'm back in shape as far as blogging goes. And, the new followers... 19! Super! Thanks for coming!!
Important things.... girlmance occurred last night. I think we might be making a friendship! We had the texting that I told you about last time, and the yesterday was the big day. Even though the adventure was occurring after work, I was especially mindful to have a nice work but still young outfit on. Which- while we are talking about clothes, the office definitely hates me and my dressing. But I don't care. I have to be the most put together person, and I think that's fine, and they don't really make it that hard for me... I think my outfit today might have been overkill towards corporate minus the suit.. but it was a great outfit. And my hair was so great and slicked back (we'll talk about that later....)
Ok, so we met at this Mexican restaurant in the town center thing by my apartment. Because it was raining and I had the great high black heels on and because the Twilight book 4 just came in the mail and I had to read 4 chapters and was running late... I drove over. I felt bad/lazy about it for a minute... but then the gps told me it was 1 mile away and I realized that wasn't necessary. Start of the chatting was a little awkward, but we ordered a mambo taxi (frozen margarita, sangria, brandy topped with a lime.... so yum). She also suggested my dinner... sour cream enchiladas which are apparently a delicacy special to Dallas. I wouldn't know this because I have never had an enchilada before and I pretty much shy away from anything with sour cream in the title (except Auntie Ro's mashed potatoes on Thanksgiving). So, since I'm being a grown up and not making "yuk" faces when new things are suggested to me... I got the sour cream enchiladas... and.. they were really good. I got NO BEANS, yuk. Have you seen Mexican beans?! It looks like poop slush on a plate... barfola and keep those away from me. But everything else, fabulous.
So, yes, the girlmance went well and I think we have plans on Saturday!
Work was lame today, as expected. But I had the great outfit on... and the slicked back pony... remember? Well, by the time 3 rolled around my stupid great slick pony was giving me the headache of a lifetime. I couldn't get home fast enough to pull it out. Oh, and then there was Twilight..
So, I get home, make some dinner and set the DVR and start reading. And... then it began. The banging. The pounding. The jumping up and down. The person above me, I honestly, for two weeks have been trying to figure out what they DO UP THERE!?! And finally, at the end of the third week, I'm over it. So, friend K coached me through gchat on the confrontation. And, I can't figure out if it is better to go up there polished or disheveled. Finally, I went up there as is and a little nervous.
Before I knocked on the door I had a few ideas as to what was going on up there. In no particular order they were:
1) lady doing aerobics/jillian shred for hours
2) boys playing wii
3) family chasing dog or child
4) high schooler doing cartwheels and other gymnastic-y things
5) someone paid to stomp back and forth to annoy me
So, when I knocked on the door I about died- I couldn't contain myself. The door opens and it is, of course, a brown. A total FOB (and I say this with love and knowing I have brown permission to say it). And I said "Hi, I live downstairs. There's been a lot of noise" His immediate response "Ahh, yes yes, ahh". While he is ahh-ing and yes-ing me I'm obviously sneaking a peak at the apartmnet... no furniture, 16 inch television with more browns on it and an air mattress against the wall. Even though he was ahh-ing and yes-ing me I was thinking he wasn't really hearing/understanding me. So I said "I moved in two weeks ago, and there's been a lot of noise" and he of course said "Ahh, yes yes, ahh". And then I said thank you and left.
A brown. I was smiling ear to ear. I mean.. what are the chances? Apparently high. Well, I haven't heard a peep from him since. It's only been an hour, so I'm not going to hold my breath just yet...
Important things.... girlmance occurred last night. I think we might be making a friendship! We had the texting that I told you about last time, and the yesterday was the big day. Even though the adventure was occurring after work, I was especially mindful to have a nice work but still young outfit on. Which- while we are talking about clothes, the office definitely hates me and my dressing. But I don't care. I have to be the most put together person, and I think that's fine, and they don't really make it that hard for me... I think my outfit today might have been overkill towards corporate minus the suit.. but it was a great outfit. And my hair was so great and slicked back (we'll talk about that later....)
Ok, so we met at this Mexican restaurant in the town center thing by my apartment. Because it was raining and I had the great high black heels on and because the Twilight book 4 just came in the mail and I had to read 4 chapters and was running late... I drove over. I felt bad/lazy about it for a minute... but then the gps told me it was 1 mile away and I realized that wasn't necessary. Start of the chatting was a little awkward, but we ordered a mambo taxi (frozen margarita, sangria, brandy topped with a lime.... so yum). She also suggested my dinner... sour cream enchiladas which are apparently a delicacy special to Dallas. I wouldn't know this because I have never had an enchilada before and I pretty much shy away from anything with sour cream in the title (except Auntie Ro's mashed potatoes on Thanksgiving). So, since I'm being a grown up and not making "yuk" faces when new things are suggested to me... I got the sour cream enchiladas... and.. they were really good. I got NO BEANS, yuk. Have you seen Mexican beans?! It looks like poop slush on a plate... barfola and keep those away from me. But everything else, fabulous.
So, yes, the girlmance went well and I think we have plans on Saturday!
Work was lame today, as expected. But I had the great outfit on... and the slicked back pony... remember? Well, by the time 3 rolled around my stupid great slick pony was giving me the headache of a lifetime. I couldn't get home fast enough to pull it out. Oh, and then there was Twilight..
So, I get home, make some dinner and set the DVR and start reading. And... then it began. The banging. The pounding. The jumping up and down. The person above me, I honestly, for two weeks have been trying to figure out what they DO UP THERE!?! And finally, at the end of the third week, I'm over it. So, friend K coached me through gchat on the confrontation. And, I can't figure out if it is better to go up there polished or disheveled. Finally, I went up there as is and a little nervous.
Before I knocked on the door I had a few ideas as to what was going on up there. In no particular order they were:
1) lady doing aerobics/jillian shred for hours
2) boys playing wii
3) family chasing dog or child
4) high schooler doing cartwheels and other gymnastic-y things
5) someone paid to stomp back and forth to annoy me
So, when I knocked on the door I about died- I couldn't contain myself. The door opens and it is, of course, a brown. A total FOB (and I say this with love and knowing I have brown permission to say it). And I said "Hi, I live downstairs. There's been a lot of noise" His immediate response "Ahh, yes yes, ahh". While he is ahh-ing and yes-ing me I'm obviously sneaking a peak at the apartmnet... no furniture, 16 inch television with more browns on it and an air mattress against the wall. Even though he was ahh-ing and yes-ing me I was thinking he wasn't really hearing/understanding me. So I said "I moved in two weeks ago, and there's been a lot of noise" and he of course said "Ahh, yes yes, ahh". And then I said thank you and left.
A brown. I was smiling ear to ear. I mean.. what are the chances? Apparently high. Well, I haven't heard a peep from him since. It's only been an hour, so I'm not going to hold my breath just yet...
3/21/2010
chocolate and bacon?
I can't believe that there are more of you that thought my blog was getting BORING. You people. GET OVER IT! God. Instead of bitching, you should call me and say "I'm so sorry your life is so tired and slow right now!!". But did any of you do that? No. Thank God I'm listening to a FratMusic.com remix right now that includes gangster rap and Shania Twain. Yes- it is as weird as it sounds. And part of "Lean On Me" just got mixed in... I can't wait to see where this goes...
I'm sure it helps if I tell things in chronological order, but that is more difficult for me. I'll just tell them in the order that they pop into my brain. And I will not call them "Firstly, Secondly, Thirdly, etc." Those words annoy me. And FIRSTLY? Is that even a real word? I hate that anyone ever uses that.
I wrote last week how everyone at work was saying if you don't like the weather, just wait a minute and it will change. Welp, it changed. I can see snow out my window right now. YEA! SNOW! INBELIEVABLE. (Have I defined inbelievable for you yet? It means "unbelievable, but I believe it"... inbelievable.) But seriously, the Blizzard of 2010 has followed to TEXAS! That's unreal. And, as with the Blizzard of 2010 Chattanooga edition, it really isn't significant snow... but it was really snowing and sticking to the roofs and cars and grass! And- it didn't even all melt today.. I can still see some. Come on, Texas. (I'm not proofreading any of this, hopefully you are keeping up.)
I promised a friend from work in CT that I would eat lunch in the cafeteria last week. I didn't. I'm actually more comfortable with the idea of skipping lunch than awkwardly sitting in the cafeteria alone. What do I do? Do I read? Do I eat fast? Do I eat slow? Do I look around and smile? Do I go early? Do I go late? It's so stressful!! But, I can't skip lunch because I wake up thinking of lunch... And the glass cubes really messes with my TN lunch event which was usually emails and noshing in my cube. But with the windows, I'm afraid people are looking at me and thinking "Oh, poor girl. Lunch in her cube again?" or "Oh my, do you see how she is eating that?? ANOTHER DIET COKE??" and things like that.... But, I don't really pay attention to other people, so why would they pay attention to me?
I'm going to have a Lean Cuisine for lunch tomorrow. I take my lunch in a lunch box. An aqua one with the company symbol on it. I've had the LB since July but never used it because I thought "this is weird". But, everyone has an LB and it really does keep things chilled and looks much nicer than a grocery store bag. Not that I EVER took a grocery store bag. With the fresh start in Plano, I decided to break out the LB. The first week with the LB I was a little awk carrying it... I mean, do I wear it like a purse since the strap is long enough? Or do I carry it low? (Which is what I did.) Are people thinking "Where did she get that sweet LB?" or are they thinking "Sweet LB, nerd.". I don't know. But I have an LB.
In third grade I got a pink LB from the Pharmor (which don't exist anymore, and neither do white cheddar Wheatables which were my favorite treat that we could only get at the Pharmor). Anyway, the LB was pink and had Minnie in a weird castle and Mickey on the ground. And, the first few days of school the cafeteria was never open so you HAD to bring a lunch. Well, I did pack a lunch, but I FORGOT it! It was terrible. I cried. (Surprised?) And the teacher told me I had two choices: a PB&J or a cheese sandwich. I hate/have never had a PB&J and a cheese sandwich- seriously? It was terrible. One other boy forgot his lunch too. It was really so sad, even now thinking about it... How could I forget the LB I was so excited about??
Let's see, other things... I have developed an eye twitch. I think it is from all (all 16 of you) my readers complaining. You've really put a lot of unnecessary stress on me that is causing a nervous and weird tick in my right eye. Do you feel bad? You've all had an eye twitch at some point I'm sure- it makes things difficult, doesn't it? I mean, someone is talking to me and all I can think about is "I wish my eye would stop twitching".
Friends from PSU were in Plano this weekend. L/G is actually from Plano and took me and MM on a guided tour of the area which included drivebys of her 5 schools and 3 houses. And the swankiest of swank homes that are probably so beautifully decorated for the holidays. We had a such great family dinner with amazing salad. It had apples in it and this sweet dressing and... yum. And the steak was perfect. I was full at the end of that meal. I was afraid though, because you know how I can be the... particular eater. And it's always high stress to have to eat something you don't like or something new since I hate trying new things... but these were fabulous items that I was used to (except the salad that was well worth the initial anxiety of seeing an unfamiliar item on the table).
After dinner we continued to have such great conversations and laughs. And the stepsister even brought up a pancake stuffed with chocolate and bacon. This is weird to me because I don't like pancakes... but I do have to say I'm very intrigued by the bacon/chocolate mix. I hope to get an update at some point. Would you eat a pancake stuffed with chocolate and bacon?
Afterwards, when the Blizzard of 2010 really hit, we went to a bar to meet with some of L/G's friends. This was a high stress event for me. It's the worst kind of date ever. I was so nervous and my internal dialog was wild. I needed to have a great outfit and hair. And keep a smiley face that looked natural and friendly. And talk about the right things and look like a lot of fun to hang out with. And.... uh! But! I got the heads up prior to arrival that there was going to be this girl that liked meeting new people and was fun and she could be the one for me.... This did not make things easier. And the entire night I'm checking with L/G and MM "do you think she likes me?" "should I get her number?" "when do you think we can see each other again?". Finally, L/G and MM helped facilitate the number exchange... what a relief! Did I mention she is tall? This will probably be weird for her to read if we do really become good friends.... Hi new friend. Did that make it more awk? Whatever. So! The great news is that she texted me this morning (yes I realize how this sounds to some of you... but YOU go try to meet a total new person and build a friendship).. so she texted me this morning and we're doing a happy hour on Wednesday. Are you excited for me!??!!
Back to the bar... they had this 80's cover band called the Space Rockers....Oh my gosh. They wore neon leotards with weird shapes on them. And they had these head pieces and dance moves. And it was pretty much amazing. You would have to see it all in action to really get the full impact. Oh, and the few shots and beverages really helped skyrocket the enjoyability factor. I might have been hungover this morning.
I've never woken up with a hangover. It always hits me 2 or 3 hours later. This morning was no exception and I've been laying around like death all day. I couldn't think of food at all. I couldn't even finish my Diet Coke. It was awful. And when I finally could think of food- all I wanted was Stouffer's macaroni. Ohhh how I love that macaroni. It's so amazing. And definitely hit the spot.
Looking to the week ahead and sans hangover, I have to accomplish some things. This includes taxes, laundry, setting up online bill pay, figuring out my HRA and finding a Zumba class. It's nice that my house is pretty much in order (special thanks to MM who hung a shelf for me and completed the bedroom decor). Oh! I need to get a battery charger for my camera... so I can take pictures and post them for you all to view. Busy week, obviously. Hopefully the weather fixes itself too- I'm totally over the Blizzard of 2010 Texas edition.
I'm sure it helps if I tell things in chronological order, but that is more difficult for me. I'll just tell them in the order that they pop into my brain. And I will not call them "Firstly, Secondly, Thirdly, etc." Those words annoy me. And FIRSTLY? Is that even a real word? I hate that anyone ever uses that.
I wrote last week how everyone at work was saying if you don't like the weather, just wait a minute and it will change. Welp, it changed. I can see snow out my window right now. YEA! SNOW! INBELIEVABLE. (Have I defined inbelievable for you yet? It means "unbelievable, but I believe it"... inbelievable.) But seriously, the Blizzard of 2010 has followed to TEXAS! That's unreal. And, as with the Blizzard of 2010 Chattanooga edition, it really isn't significant snow... but it was really snowing and sticking to the roofs and cars and grass! And- it didn't even all melt today.. I can still see some. Come on, Texas. (I'm not proofreading any of this, hopefully you are keeping up.)
I promised a friend from work in CT that I would eat lunch in the cafeteria last week. I didn't. I'm actually more comfortable with the idea of skipping lunch than awkwardly sitting in the cafeteria alone. What do I do? Do I read? Do I eat fast? Do I eat slow? Do I look around and smile? Do I go early? Do I go late? It's so stressful!! But, I can't skip lunch because I wake up thinking of lunch... And the glass cubes really messes with my TN lunch event which was usually emails and noshing in my cube. But with the windows, I'm afraid people are looking at me and thinking "Oh, poor girl. Lunch in her cube again?" or "Oh my, do you see how she is eating that?? ANOTHER DIET COKE??" and things like that.... But, I don't really pay attention to other people, so why would they pay attention to me?
I'm going to have a Lean Cuisine for lunch tomorrow. I take my lunch in a lunch box. An aqua one with the company symbol on it. I've had the LB since July but never used it because I thought "this is weird". But, everyone has an LB and it really does keep things chilled and looks much nicer than a grocery store bag. Not that I EVER took a grocery store bag. With the fresh start in Plano, I decided to break out the LB. The first week with the LB I was a little awk carrying it... I mean, do I wear it like a purse since the strap is long enough? Or do I carry it low? (Which is what I did.) Are people thinking "Where did she get that sweet LB?" or are they thinking "Sweet LB, nerd.". I don't know. But I have an LB.
In third grade I got a pink LB from the Pharmor (which don't exist anymore, and neither do white cheddar Wheatables which were my favorite treat that we could only get at the Pharmor). Anyway, the LB was pink and had Minnie in a weird castle and Mickey on the ground. And, the first few days of school the cafeteria was never open so you HAD to bring a lunch. Well, I did pack a lunch, but I FORGOT it! It was terrible. I cried. (Surprised?) And the teacher told me I had two choices: a PB&J or a cheese sandwich. I hate/have never had a PB&J and a cheese sandwich- seriously? It was terrible. One other boy forgot his lunch too. It was really so sad, even now thinking about it... How could I forget the LB I was so excited about??
Let's see, other things... I have developed an eye twitch. I think it is from all (all 16 of you) my readers complaining. You've really put a lot of unnecessary stress on me that is causing a nervous and weird tick in my right eye. Do you feel bad? You've all had an eye twitch at some point I'm sure- it makes things difficult, doesn't it? I mean, someone is talking to me and all I can think about is "I wish my eye would stop twitching".
Friends from PSU were in Plano this weekend. L/G is actually from Plano and took me and MM on a guided tour of the area which included drivebys of her 5 schools and 3 houses. And the swankiest of swank homes that are probably so beautifully decorated for the holidays. We had a such great family dinner with amazing salad. It had apples in it and this sweet dressing and... yum. And the steak was perfect. I was full at the end of that meal. I was afraid though, because you know how I can be the... particular eater. And it's always high stress to have to eat something you don't like or something new since I hate trying new things... but these were fabulous items that I was used to (except the salad that was well worth the initial anxiety of seeing an unfamiliar item on the table).
After dinner we continued to have such great conversations and laughs. And the stepsister even brought up a pancake stuffed with chocolate and bacon. This is weird to me because I don't like pancakes... but I do have to say I'm very intrigued by the bacon/chocolate mix. I hope to get an update at some point. Would you eat a pancake stuffed with chocolate and bacon?
Afterwards, when the Blizzard of 2010 really hit, we went to a bar to meet with some of L/G's friends. This was a high stress event for me. It's the worst kind of date ever. I was so nervous and my internal dialog was wild. I needed to have a great outfit and hair. And keep a smiley face that looked natural and friendly. And talk about the right things and look like a lot of fun to hang out with. And.... uh! But! I got the heads up prior to arrival that there was going to be this girl that liked meeting new people and was fun and she could be the one for me.... This did not make things easier. And the entire night I'm checking with L/G and MM "do you think she likes me?" "should I get her number?" "when do you think we can see each other again?". Finally, L/G and MM helped facilitate the number exchange... what a relief! Did I mention she is tall? This will probably be weird for her to read if we do really become good friends.... Hi new friend. Did that make it more awk? Whatever. So! The great news is that she texted me this morning (yes I realize how this sounds to some of you... but YOU go try to meet a total new person and build a friendship).. so she texted me this morning and we're doing a happy hour on Wednesday. Are you excited for me!??!!
Back to the bar... they had this 80's cover band called the Space Rockers....Oh my gosh. They wore neon leotards with weird shapes on them. And they had these head pieces and dance moves. And it was pretty much amazing. You would have to see it all in action to really get the full impact. Oh, and the few shots and beverages really helped skyrocket the enjoyability factor. I might have been hungover this morning.
I've never woken up with a hangover. It always hits me 2 or 3 hours later. This morning was no exception and I've been laying around like death all day. I couldn't think of food at all. I couldn't even finish my Diet Coke. It was awful. And when I finally could think of food- all I wanted was Stouffer's macaroni. Ohhh how I love that macaroni. It's so amazing. And definitely hit the spot.
Looking to the week ahead and sans hangover, I have to accomplish some things. This includes taxes, laundry, setting up online bill pay, figuring out my HRA and finding a Zumba class. It's nice that my house is pretty much in order (special thanks to MM who hung a shelf for me and completed the bedroom decor). Oh! I need to get a battery charger for my camera... so I can take pictures and post them for you all to view. Busy week, obviously. Hopefully the weather fixes itself too- I'm totally over the Blizzard of 2010 Texas edition.
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