Friday, October 19, 2007
Monday, October 8, 2007
Sunday, October 7, 2007
So I took my soon into his class and then left to go get into my car. As soon as I sat down in my car I wanted to die. I swear my ass has never hurt so bad in all my life. As I was driving to work with every little bump in the road I groaned in pain. It was horrible. I still don't know what the hell happened but I was in serious pain. So long story short I have had to baby my fat ass all week trying to get the pain to go away. I even had to stay home from work the day after it happened. I couldn't lean over or get in and out of a chair, and forget sitting for long periods of time.
The worst part about it is that I have no idea what happened. I was just standing there and next thing I knew I was on the floor. Of course my supervisor tried to make up all sorts of crazy things. She says, "It sounds like you blacked out. Are you pregnant?" WTF What does blacking out have to do with being pregnant??! And no I'm not preggo. So anyways, for those of you are might actually be concerned about my ass, I am feeling better now. I think I just bruised my tailbone pretty good and it's taken a few days to heal. I should be completely back to normal by the end of the week. :-)
Monday, October 1, 2007
It's here! It's finally here!!!!
I am so freaking excited! Do you all have any idea how long I have been waiting for this?! Well ever since the end of season 3 obviously!! For those of you who haven't figured it out yet the cast of the Project Runway Season 4 has just been announced and once again we have some fine pickers this round.
It was just this last March that I had the utmost honor of meeting Mr. Kayne Gillespie of Season 3 (you know in the pic posted on my main page) and he was absolutely FABULOUS. Actually he was seriously hilarious. He was the guest of honor at the American Cancer Society's Spring Fling where he showed off his latest designs in a runway show and told us all the little dirty secrets from the show. To include what a bitch Laura was! Ha! It was great, he even cursed in his speech in front of all those old bitties at the spring fling. It was absolutely fantabulous. Here are a few pics from his show with some of the gorgeous dresses he designed. Oh yeah and he even makes the shoes! Woot!
So anyways, Season 4 is quickly approaching and I am positively estatic. I can't even begin to tell you how addicted I was to that show. I hope you all are ready becuase I will need people to gossip with the show.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
But the good news is that Shotime totally had the first episode available on line just for me to watch. How freaking awesome is that?! And I couldn't believe it was up so quick. For those of you who also missed it, or if you haven't see Dexter yet, you have to watch it. Yes it's slightly morbid but in a slightly humorous and really suspenseful kind of way.
So if there are any Dexter fans out there, reply to my post so I will have someone to talk about the show with. :-)
I have to say that I am actually surprised at how well I am actually doing with it. I seem to do a little bit better each time I go with a little stronger work out and even an increase in length. Shockingly, much longer then the initial "2 minutes" that I had told my personal trainer that I was going to be able to do. Oh, so I didn't tell everyone that story....
On my first meeting with my personal trainer he began by asking me several questions about my general health status and what kind of "risks" I took in life like smoking, drinking, etc. He even asked if I chewed tobacco to which I wittingly replied, "yes actually I'm glad to see you have cup holders on several of your machines because I brought my spit cup with me today." My trainer busted out laughing, he was like okay I'm going to go ahead and mark no as your answer for that one.
So then, when he got to the question of, "if I put you on one of the machines..." I didn't even let him finish the question and I said "2 minutes." And he said but you didn't even let me finish the question. So I let him finish the question and again I answered "2 minutes". He naturally replied that he was expecting at least 30 so I went ahead and agreed that I would try to do 20 minutes, 3 days a week. So I'm pretty proud of the fact that so far I have averaged about 45 minutes 3 days a week. But there is no way in hell I'm telling my trainer that. He will naturally expect more out of me, so I figure a good round number like 20 minutes, 3 days a week should satisfy him just enough that he won't want me to go crazy the next weeks. I don't, my appointment is scheduled for October 9th, so I will have to wait and see. Wish me luck!
For those of you who don't know the Holiday Galleria is a yearly social event in Wichita held at our local expo hall where vendors from around the midwest gather to offer us Wichitans their finest one-of-a-kind items just for the holidays. It is sponsored by the junior league of Wichita as part of their fundraising activities so some Wichita's top business leaders and their wives, well okay mostly their wives, show up to shop their little hearts away.
The nice thing was that it was fully catered and had all the free champagne we could handle and let me tell you we definitely didn't shy away from the free champagne. Shea and I naturally thrive on these types of events as we try to act like a proper socialite which is rather comical to watch I must say. So anyways, at some point in the night as we were sipping our champagne, Shea made a comment that we were like Paris and Nicole. I gotta tell ya, I ate that shit right up. My immediate response was to hold the title of Nicole as I figured her way with words would come naturally for me, the daughter of a truck driver.
As the night went on I began to play my "part" if you will and at one point even called Shea a bitch, in the most endearing manner possible. It was really rather comical. I think her jaw might have actually hit the floor, that is until she realized how freaking hilarious it was that were at this social event calling each other bitches. So as the night came to an end and we had not bought a single thing but drank about 5 glass of champagne, ate till our little hearts were content, and received a free massage, we vowed to become "Paris and Nicole" for the sake of all future socialite events.
Next stop....Rocking the Roundhouse at WSU in October. Hope to see you there bitches! ;-)
Friday, September 14, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
I have an appointment next week with a personal trainer. The Y swears that their THC program has a 96% success rate and I just can't go wrong with it. Well we will have to see about that. I mean honestly what is she going to tell me that I don't already know. My problem is not miseducation, it's simply lack of follow thru. There is a big difference there.
So anyways, I should have a couple of work out buddies to help me stay on track and focused so who knows this thing might work out after all. And maybe I will actually be doing some sort of exercise by week #4. You never know...
Monday, September 3, 2007
So anyways, I finished watching the last show tonight, a little late I know but I can never seem to catch anything on actual TV anymore. I always have to wait and download it. But back to the point. At the end of his 8 weeks with his life coach he is supposed to make a decision about whether or not he wants to marry his girlfriend or just be single for the rest of his life. So at the end of the last show he more or less proposes to his girlfriend. I mean he doesn't do the whole down on one knee thing, or even give her a ring, but he tells her that he has decided that he is ready for marriage and he wants to take the next step in their relationship. She naturally tells him that she is ready too and then they do some smooching, etc. And then she drops the bomb....she's pregnant!
OMG, so I've been watching how nuts this guy is for the last 8 weeks and now you are telling me he is going to have offspring. Aaaahhhh!! But you know I almost have to wonder if she didn't somewhat plan that. I mean she had told him in week 1 of the show that at the end of the 8 weeks he either needed to have a decision or she was leaving him. So had she planned this as an alternate tactic. hmmmm....very interesting. Anyways, I just had to share that with all you Scott Baio fans out there, I am totally trippin about this whole thing. I really hope he does another show.
Week #2 Join the YMCA
Week #3 Buying workout clothes for the Y
Week #4 Buying workout shoes (sorry Kelli I really think I need to make week#4 ALL about the shoes)
Week#5 Buying the appropriate workout fluids and supplements for the workout routine
Week #6 Determine the workout schedule
Week#7 Sign up for the workout classes
Week #8 Watch the workout classes to determine if they look too coordinated, I don't want to
look like a fool
Week #9 Go ahead and try one of the workout classes to see if I can do it
Week #10 This now puts me REALLY close to Thanksgiving, and then of course right after Thanksgiving is finals and then Christmas, and then end of the year stuff at work. So I might have to revise a whole new schedule after the new year....
I really think this plan is off to a great start! I already promised my son that we are getting our pictures taken tomorrow at the Y for our new memberships so it's a definite go. The great thing about 4 year olds is that they never let you forget a promise. I'll have to let you all know how it goes. I can't wait!
Nonetheless, the party was a hit. Byron ended up being the murderer which was hilarious because none of us guessed it. He really did a pretty good job. His character was supposed to hate me because he had been demoted so I could take his place as head chef. Sadly, he did a pretty good job of acting like he didn't like my character. The whole thing was rather comical.
Probably the best part however was what I found out after the party. My friend Shea had said her goodbyes first and as soon as she went out to her car her partner in the game, who was the hostess's younger brother, made a comment that he knew who Shea was. I tried to get more information out of him about it but he wasn't really budging. Then I asked him if he knew her from the Internet because I said if he did, that was a very likely possibility considering her blogs and such. Then it dawned on me....yahoo personals! He busted out laughing when I said this and finally admitted that was how he knew her. I of course found this hysterical as I was the one who helped sign her up for Yahoo personals in an effort to prove that there were definitely guys out there that would be interested in her, she just hadn't met them yet. I had started sending her some different profiles that looked of interest until she finally made herself a profile.
Apparently, at one point in the evening when Matt and Chris (one of the hosts) disappeared, they were actually down in the basement looking up Shea's profile online to confirm that it was her. Hilarious!! I mean what are the chances of such a thing happening? Naturally Matt didn't want me to say anything because he was trying to figure out how he was going to let this whole thing play out but he just doesn't understand the way the whole "girlfriends" relationship works. The very second I got into my car I called Shea and blurted out that he knew her. It took her a few minutes to figure it out but then it suddenly dawned on her where she knew him from. The whole thing is just really too funny. He's not necessarily her type but nonetheless a really nice guy, highly intelligent, and pretty good looking. I think it definitely proves my case that not everyone on the Internet is a psycho. After all, that is how me and my man met. :-)
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
So week#1 I will start out by re-joining the YMCA. Yes I believe I have had several memberships at this point but somehow they just never really got used as much as they should have. My son wants to enroll in swimming lessons so I figure this is the perfect opportunity for me to get a family membership and join in some activities my own self.
Okay so I just realized that is my only goal thus far for week#1. Okay so I'm not off to a very good start but hey....admission is the first step to recovery right? So I am admitting I am overweight and I need to do something serious about it. So maybe this should be week#1 after all and joining the YMCA next week could be week#2. :-)
Wow...I think I need to do some more thinking on this one. Perhaps I haven't fully accepted what all this is going to take yet. I probably should meet with like a weight loss management person or something but you know I really don't feel like hearing someone tell me how I need to be eating healthier and exercising more, blah blah blah. I mean, I obviously already know those things right?
Maybe I should join that Pole Dynamics place. Have you heard of this? Apparently it's an exercise place with stripper poles. HAHA! My fat ass on a stripper pole, I really don't want to see this. Okay I need to do some major thinking here.....
So anyways, the other night I was tucking him in for bed and he was playing with his doll, Paul.
My son then pointed out that Paul was a boy doll. He said he knew Paul was a boy because he had a peepee. I of course corrected him and said “well everyone has a peepee.” My son says, “no mom, boys have a peepee and a butt and girls just have a butt.”
Yes my son has a doll, in fact it is an anatomically correct doll at the recommendation of Dr. Phil for potty training. Obviously my son is well past the potty training stages but he still plays with Paul once in a while. He thinks the whole peeing thing is quite funny at this point. Now back to the story...
Yeeaaahhhh….um…. I just let the conversation go at that. I think I’ll wait a few years to tackle this one.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
So anyways, I'm going to be behind now all the time with BB8 thanks to my school schedule. I have class on Thursday nights from 7:00 to 10:00 :-( But at least I have a computer so I can get caught back up. I'm completely addicted at this point.
I'm dying to see who will get put on the block this week....
Friday, August 24, 2007
I don't usually do the whole myspace thing. In fact the only reason why I ever even created an ID was so that I could talk to my sister the last time she was in Iraq. Then my aunt in Michigan kept bugging me about updating my page so finally a couple of months ago I decided to actually make somewhat of a page on myspace.
So today one of my cousins, whom I haven't spoken with in forever, invited me as a friend and it has created this total domino effect of new friends for me on my myspace page. It's mostly family but still it's all people I haven't seen or talked to in forever and it's really kind of exciting.
So now that I have bashed myspace for the last year or two I am sad to admit that I am quickly becoming addicted. I know, I know. I can't hardly believe it either, but it's so hard. You can talk to so many people and find people you haven't talked to in forever. It's really pretty sweet.
But don't worry, nothing will replace my blog :-)
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
She is going to be well missed. She made friends with everyone and was like a family member to a lot of people. She left behind a son, around 19-20 I believe. Good looking kid, she talked about him like there was no better son in the world. I hope he knows what he meant to his mother, because she really spoke highly of him.
They said it was some blood clots in her lungs that took her life. She just wasn't feeling well one night and had some back pain. Before she knew it she was having trouble breathing. She lost consciousness on the way to the hospital and was never revived. Absolutely heartbreaking. You just never know when it could be you I guess. Never take a day for granted, never know when it might be the last.
I just keep remembering all these little things about Rhonda. I can remember, she would always listen to everything I talked about. Even when I felt like I was blabbing on about something. She would remember it and ask me about it later on. She would listen to my crazy stories about my son or my crazy sister-in-law, and was always checking in to see how everything turned out.
Rhonda I'm going to miss you. I think everyone who knows you is going to miss you. I know you are in a better place, but I am glad I had the opportunity to spend what time I did with you.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
I tried watching the premiere of The Hills but I seriously wanted to gag. I just can't bear to watch it anymore. It always seemed really fake to me before but especially now that there has been a break and the series of events have occurred between some of the main characters, I just really can't watch it. It's just too fake for me. To me there is a difference between a reality show that gets severely edited to the viewers pleasure and a show that is completely scripted to look like a reality show. So for me the hills is now just too fake. I'm over it!
But wow has Big brother 8 got some excitement these days. Man is Dick a serious dick or what?! He is so rude, I really hope he gets kicked off. I'm starting to feel bad now for Eric "America's Player". I mean honestly people are asking him to go ahead and betray the people he has formed alliances with that have helped keep him on the show. It's almost like "America" wants to see him get kicked off which I think is kind of a messed up deal if you ask me. I almost have to wonder that if he gets kicked off trying to help "America" get what they want, if he doesn't get some sort of extra prize money out of the deal. I mean otherwise it would just seem wrong for things to keep going on the way that they are. But I guess we will have to wait and see.
Well I'm off to bed now. Till next time America.....gotta love Maury.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Well it all started when my son got sick overnight Thursday while at his Grandma's. He has been slowly getting better but as all too often with children, he so lovingly gave his illness to me. This sucks! The flu in the summertime? Doesn't even make any sense. And the doctor said there is nothing they can do. I might be out for a little while. Either that or I will get bored and will be posting away.
Here let me give you a quick run down.
Just pick one! They all still taste the same that they did 10 years ago and the 10 years before that. It's really not that difficult.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
So after giving me all the usual pedicure treatment of cutting my nails, pushing back my cuticles, etc they got out the spray for the calluses and scrubbed the heck out of my feet. It was great! Then she went and got 3 towels all rolled up and they looked steaming hot. She put some sort of blue goo on my legs and feet that smelled minty and felt cold on my skin like it was some sort of Mentholatum stuff. Then she wrapped 2 of the towels around my legs. Holy crap, those towels were freaking hot! I looked down at the girl still 2 chairs down and she was sitting there calmly as though the towels weren't hot at all. So I decided I would tough it out and suck it up. Come on, be a woman I thought. Hell, I've given birth, how bad could this really be?
Then she put the third towel on my feet and started to wrap my feet up in it. Now that towel was really freaking hot! I started screaming saying it was too hot and I was like wiggling around in the chair frantically trying to get the towel off my feet. The little Asian lady got all in a panic and was waving her hands and yelling "I sorry, I sorry!" She took the towel off my feet and said she just wouldn't use that one for my feet. I was so relieved, I swear my feet were bright red and I thought for minute I could actually see that I had at least first degree burns. (I might be exaggerating slightly) But it hurt like hell!
So anyways, she finished the pedicure, painted my nails and I was on my merry way. All the other girls were looking at me like I was crazy and I swear all the employees were talking about me in their language. So now I probably can't go back to that nail salon for a while. :-(
Ahhh, the pains of beauty.
So anyways, to catch you all up, I apparently had a busy week. Last weekend we all went out for a friend's birthday. We went out to dinner then went and had some drinks. It was a pretty good time although I felt kind of old, we were home by 11:30 and I was pooped. How crazy is that!?
Then I had kind of a hectic week at work, made a couple of mistakes that were killer to fix and that wasn't too fun. Then my son got sick and so now I've been taking care of him most of this weekend. Just kind of a crazy week in general.
On a high note however, my friend Shea bought a new car. It was pretty exciting, you would have thought I was the one getting the car for as excited as I got. But then again who doesn't get excited over a new car. They always have newer gadgets, compartments, features, etc that maybe your older car doesn't have and then you get all excited thinking about the possibility that at some point you too will need a new car. Pretty fun stuff. The coolest thing is the bluetooth in the radio though. You can talk to people on the phone through the car radio. How awesome is that? I totally have to get one now, even if it is an after-market setup. I just can't resist.
Well that was a quick overview of my week, nothing exciting really so I'll have to make a couple of posts about some specific "incidents."
Thursday, August 2, 2007
When we came home my fiancee so generously offered to park my car that was on the street in the driveway for the night. So my son and I got out of the car and went to pet the neighbor's new wiener dog puppies. I suddenly hear my fiancee yelling at me from the street to please unlock my car with my remote key fob. I look over at him standing in front of the driver's side door with the key in his hand. Now I stop and think to myself for a minute, "just remember, the neighbors are all watching at this point." So I reply back, "Honey, just use the key in your hand to unlock the door!" He stands there a minute shaking his head like he was upset that I had not just dug my key fob out of my purse and unlocked the door for him. I just kept thinking to myself as he fumbled around with the door lock "are you fucking kidding me? You have the damn key in your hand. Is this what technology has done to us, we have forgotten how to unlock car doors?"
For those of you who don't know my fiancee his IQ is actually somewhere near genius if not at genius level. So to watch some of the things he does sometimes just makes me laugh. I always think of that little comic with the kid trying to push on the door that says "pull" and up above him it says "Gifted Student." But even with all of this I still love him, even if he can't open car doors without the key fob. :-)
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
"DANGER! FOUL BLUNT LANGUAGE MAYBE USED IN THIS BLOG. IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED THEN YOU PROBABLY SHOULDN'T READ THIS."
Yeah I'm thinking I need an official sign. I'm totally going to work on it.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
One of the most amazing things we saw while we were there, I simply must tell you about. There was this older gentleman dressed as a woman. He/She, I'm never really sure what the appropriate way to say that is when they are a crossdresser. Anyways he was wearing some crazy brown dress that looked kind of like a trench coat, an old ratty gray wig, and some 80's style purse with the long strap that he put across his shoulder. Not much of an outfit really, until we noticed the shoes! We looked down and realized that he was wearing some crazy clear acrylic stripper shoes. At first we were somewhat in awe by the fact that this old man was wearing higher heels then we were but that wasn't even the best part. At one point he got up to walk over to the bar and we realized that his shoes lit up! I swear I have never seen anything like it. If I would have been sure that he wouldn't have been offended I totally would have taken a picture for you all because it was really pretty cool. I had never seen stripper shoes that light up before. I swear I want to borrow them just to at least vacuum in or something. I couldn't possibly wear them anywhere because I would probably fall flat on my face if I even tried to walk more then 5 feet in them. Needless to say I am totally jealous of the fact that an older man not only was able to dress like a woman, but can wear higher heels then me! (it just doesn't seem fair)
Anyways, I found a pair on the internet so you could see what I am talking about...
I hope you all enjoy as much as we did this last weekend! We all seriously wanted a pair, just to say we had some light up shoes.
Sad to say but that was probably the most exciting part of our evening. I think we will have to do a re-do. We all forgot the glitter and apparently the light up shoes.
Friday, July 27, 2007
Well tonight, I actually got to meet Freddy himself. Now I know what you're thinking, well big whoop, but I was kind of excited. The guy is about 80 years old but honestly only looks about 65, if that. The really cool thing is that he was an accounting major at Wichita State and graduated in 1949, before opening his first restaurant. I was really kind of intriqued by this tidbit since I too am an accounting major in Wichita. So anyway's, really nice guy to talk to and the best deal was that he gave us a gift certificate to come back. Now you know I can't turn down free food!
So if you haven't been yet, you should check it out, it's pretty good stuff, and best of all the California Burger gives a small resemblance to a good ole In and Out Burger.
The number one plan on my list for this weekend is going out with my friend Shea on Saturday night. I am so excited! We are going out with some girls from work and we have decided to go gay clubbing. I can't wait. I haven't done that in forever. My only disappointment is that this town apparently only has a couple of gay clubs and right now one is closed due to water damage. That is really kind of disappointing because I can remember when there were several gay clubs open in this town, and I hit up almost everyone of them every weekend. But that's alright, I'm still game for the old faithful "Fantasy."
Now all I have to do is figure out what to wear. The really funny part about that of course is that I have all of that glitter crap makeup my sister in law gave me for Christmas that I think Shea and I are actually going to totally sport for Saturday night. I think it will be the one time we can totally get away with it and the 12 year old in me is kind of excited at the very thought.
So if you're in town, you might look out for the big girl on the dance floor, dancing to some Ricky Martin or some Dancing Queen, stop and say hello, I'm ready for the good times. :-)
Monday, July 23, 2007
After dinner we each ate our cookie and I have to say they were pretty damn good. I don't know if they were worth $5 but they were good nonetheless. And most importantly I feel like I made a charitable donation to the home school for the culinary arts. (yeah right)
A friend of mine went out on a date last week and had a pretty intense relationship talk with someone she had been seeing for a couple of months. He had talked out how he liked where the conversation was going and wanted to get together again over the weekend, specifically on Saturday. Even made mention at the end of the date how he couldn't wait to be together again on Saturday. Well needless to say, he totally stood her up. He didn't call, didn't show, nada. Nothing. Zip. Zilch. I of course, being the mature person that I am, drove by his house just to see if he was there but sure enough he was gone. She tried calling him several times but to no avail.
Finally, on Sunday night he decided to call. He apologized over and over and get this, here comes the best excuse of all time. He's not sure what happened but he didn't feel well and before he knew he had lockjaw. He couldn't open his mouth or even talk, hence why he didn't call. He allegedly apologized profusely for it and acted as though it was a legitimate thing.
What-ever! That is like seriously the lamest excuse I have ever heard. I mean really I have only ever heard of getting lock jaw from a couple of things, either a blow job, or tetanus. So either he was with another man or he is one dirty fool.
Get a real excuse next time buddy!
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Item #1 is a shirt, that I swear if it came in my size I would totally buy it!
Item #2, I'm just totally trying to figure out who in the hell would even think to write such a thing. I mean for real, why would you even think up this crap?
And so needless to say I still haven't found the right picture that I'm looking for. I was trying to avoid using a picture of myself but I'm afraid it's inevitable.
Friday, July 20, 2007
1. "I'm going to call the police so they can take you to jail and the taxicab can take me home."
2. "I don't have a phone to call the taxi."
3. "I'm not going to go potty and it's your problem, it's not my problem."
4. "If you don't let me out of this car right now I'm going to whip you."
this last one was actually my favorite...
5. "I can't go to Pre-K today because it gives me a headache."
Thursday, July 19, 2007
So basically they have been putting more and more job duties on my desk for about the last 3 months. I finally had enough the other day and sent my boss a note letting her know that it really wasn't fair to the rest of the time nor to our vendors that I was never available to anyone because of all my job duties. My boss heard me out and agreed so she made some changes. She decided to take me off as the lead of the processors and put me back over data entry, scanning, etc. This was definitely fine by me as I excelled in that area and rather enjoyed it anyway. So with that said, that meant that the old lead was going to take back over the processors. As soon as my boss announced this to the processors, aka "my team", they clapped and cheered that I was leaving. OMG, how freaking rude is that? Those biotches! I couldn't even believe that they did that.
Then after a couple of minutes they actually had the balls, and oh yes I did say BALLS, to say to me, "so what, do you not like us anymore." WTF I literally said in front of everyone, even my boss, "well actually it sounds like it's the other way around the way you guys are clapping and cheering that I'm leaving." Okay so probably not the most professional thing to say but dammit, they were being rude and they needed to hear about themselves. So then they said, "well we aren't happy that you are leaving, we are just happy that "suzie q" is coming back." Oh yeah you're right, that just made everything better. Whatever biotches.
So anyways, because I am normally nothing but absolutely PC, I quickly turned it into some stupid 'go team' spiel about how good this really was for everyone involved because we are putting our strengths where they are needed the most right now and I really thing it's going to work out better for the whole team. Then I said that I wasn't really going anywhere I was still going to be there, I was just going to be in a slightly different role. So anyways, I basically tried to make it out like I wasn't being a snot right back to them but I really was. And actually I wouldn't doubt it if my boss now thinks that I shouldn't even be a lead anymore because of it. But dammit I'm tired of trying to be the bigger person because I'm the "lead" and those bitches just treat me like crap. I'm really tired of it.
So anyways, that's my job....and man do I feel like this post is one big bitch session. Okay time for a new post.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
One day as I was walking out of my office (well not really my office but the office building, i'm just a peon) I casually strolled out the door on a nice sunny day, grabbing my sunglasses out of my purse. I so casually placed them on my face as I flipped my hair back as in a shampoo commercial of some sort. I passed a gentleman who was returning to the office from his lunch and I thought he said something. I figured there must have been someone behind me and so I kept walking. Then I did hear him say something, "Excuse me, miss". Surely he isn't talking to me I thought to myself and kept walking, looking up at the sky, it was early spring and absolutely gorgeous I might mention. Then I heard it again, "Miss, you dropped something". Now I knew he had to be talking to someone else because I obviously had not dropped anything, my sunglasses were clearly on my head, I mean Hello.
"MISS" he said more stearnly. I finally turned around and gave him this crazy look like 'are you talking to me?' He said, "you dropped something" and pointed to the ground. And yes there it was, as clear as day, a tampon had fallen out of my purse as I was grabbing my sunglasses. I quickly ran over and grabbed the tampon trying to conceal as much of it as possible in my hand as I thanked him for telling me. I quickly put it in my purse and briskly walked to my car, as I thought I was going to die.
From that day forward, this gentleman has become known to me only as "The Tampon Man." I see him often as we usually pass during the lunch hour and I always smile as though I have nothing to hide, but I'm really saying to myself 'man he must think I am one wierd chic.'
Sunday, July 15, 2007
random thought No. 1
so I got my son haircut yesterday and I had it cut shorter then usual since it is the summertime. when it was done we went out to eat and were sitting near a mirror. i asked him if he liked his new haircut and he said no. i asked him what he wanted done differently with his hair, did he want it spike up or something. he said he wanted a mohawk. I have no idea how he even knew the word mohawk but somehow he did. I swear just then some guy goes walking by with a totally 80's spike 10" tall mohawk. So I asked my son... Is that how you want your hair and to the comfort of my ears he said No way. I just want it spike up a little bit. I know it's just hair but I have to say I could easily live with a small baby Maddox mowhawk but definitely not the 80's spike punk do. I just can't do it.
And as I hit the publish post button I get a damn error saying that i'm not allowed to type exclamation points. Well how else am I supposed to express myself dammit.