I really am going to try and be better about blogging. I believe my computer may be healed soon.
http://www.hulu.com/watch/10357/saturday-night-live-geico-insurance
I posted it on facebook as well, so if you watched it there it's the same thing...
Alright, so I said that there were major changes in the works. Let me review:
In the past month or so, I have...
Been to Las Vegas, Boca Raton, Miami, and Nashville
Someone that I know who I am quite fond of has been diagnosed with cancer. He is currently receiving treatment and I hope that you pray for him
I am probably being promoted at my job. Perhaps temporarily or it could be permanent. There will definitely be a probationary period, but it would mean I would be the boss for at least 3 months. Like the boss boss.
Vegas was awesome. The Beatles show was great and if you ever have a chance you should go.
Florida with the family was challenging. Spending that much time with family is always challenging. I did come home with a killer tan.
I am currently in Nashville for a work conference.
Life is exciting. I will probably post more tomorrow. Thanks for sticking with me
The computer is broken again.
So much has happened.
Lives are in the balance (seriously)
Life changes are happening (seriously)
Stay tuned
So 30 is literally right around the corner. I will turn the big 3-0 in five days. It doesn't feel like I have been on this earth for 30 years. That is a really long time. I was born when the Bee-Gees were popular. I am old enough to remember the Challenger exlposion. People tight rolled their jeans when I was in grade school. Just writing this makes me feel quite ancient. Strangely, someone asked me if I was going to turn over a new leaf for my birthday. What? Why? New leaf? I guess. I'm not crazy about the current side of my leaf, but I am certainly not planning on turning a leaf while I'm in Vegas. I imagine that my leaf from Las Vegas is going to look a little worse for wear. It's not a great birthday until you shave off a few future birthdays.
Hey folks. I have an interesting query that I heard today from an aquaintence. So, this person recently had "relations" with a guy and it turns out he was packing...if you get what I mean. So she thinks that she may have bruised her lady parts during their act (specifically the cervix?). I think that's what she thinks it is. So here's the question (actually questions):
A. has this ever happened to you?
B. Will it build up some sort of callous?
C. Could this cause some sort of medical problem?
I will have you know that B. is something she really wanted to know. I have never really had this experience so I thought I would open it up to the world wide web.
Thoughts? Anyone? Anyone?
Here's the thing. A dear friend was wrongfully fired...via voicemail from this establishment. I am not going to get into particulars, but the whole thing angers me to no end. Here's something you should know about me. I take it very personally when people mess with my friends. I love them and they deserve the best. With this in mind, I am cannot frequent a business that has so clearly lost it's path. Also, just in case you are of a skeptical nature, it truly was a firing that was not warranted. I was a witness to a lot of what led up to it. Some people choose to be cowards in their everyday life. This is one of those times. I do believe in karma and that's what comforts me about the situation. The friend will land on her feet. Oh, and I quit, too.
Don't eat at Fire Restaurant in Birmingham, AL. If you want more info, feel free to email me or post a comment with your email and I will enlighten you.
Going to have a vanity license plate then it should make sense. I was behind a truck the other day and it was a University of Alabama tag and the letters were "RBLKWD"
WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? I just don't know.
It turns out that cats do NOT enjoy wearing a dog collar just below their front paws and put on a leash. Apparently, when you do this they will jump around like a show-monkey. It also turns out that you might laugh so hard you have an aneurysm.
I am leaving for Las Vegas on October 2nd. My companion for this trip is the roommie, Sara. For those of you who have provided me excuses for why you can't go to on the birthday extravaganza...then I provide Exibit A. I have lots of plans for my three nights and four days and I can't wait. I am definitely going to see The Thunder From Down Under and the restaurant Bouchon. Other than that, things are pretty much in the air!!
That I had a much improved day. I would like to say that. Unfortunately, it turns out that today was not better. On my way to work, my car was making a strange noise but I ignored it and it went away. About ten minutes later, I much louder noise and the car started driving funny and I realized that I had a flat tire. Luckily, I wasn't very far from a large parking lot. I called AAA and they came out and had me back on the road in less than an hour. My day before was such crap, this whole thing didn't really phase me. Of course, my philosophical point of view changed once I realized that after buying two new tires (apparently, another one was pretty worn down) I was going to be out $353. I'll admit that I had a little pity party and cried for a couple of minutes in the car on the way back to work. After getting myself under control - after all - as a particularly compassionate person told me yesterday "crying doesn't fix anything."
Ironically enough, while I was driving to work, before the tire went, I was singing along to the Rolling Stones' "You Can't Always Get What You Want"
the picture has nothing to do with this, but I looked up "angry muppets" and this is something I found and it made me laugh. I need a laugh
Although I consider myself fairly young...I am about to have one of "those kids today" rants.
Surprisingly this "story" could be about someone that is several years older than I am...but here it is...
(the following should be read with a sarcastic tone - just a suggestion)
Let's say (hypothetically) that someone you depend on at work or at home or childcare or something similar up an disappeared. Not the scary kind of disappear, but the "peace out, see ya!" kind of way. Let's say this person didn't give you any personal notice. Perhaps they informed you via a letter, or email, or text message. Definitely something that didn't require any kind of human interaction. Let's say that there was no notice. No two weeks, no day, no hour notice. Okay, keep up with me here...Let's say that said person left because she wanted to join up with a campaign of sorts. Maybe political. Maybe not. And that's it. No sorry, no I hate that this may inconvenience you in a major way. Just I'm leaving, I've decided to do this. I've already left.
I imagine that the person this happened to would be really irritated. Maybe even mad. I don't know. I would certainly hate to be that person.
We are certainly watching the news about the hurricane down here. All my family, with the exception of my dad and brother, live in Louisiana. They rebuilt after Katrina, but they left before the storm. I just read this article on cnn.com and it frustrates me. First off, the title is inaccurate. They can leave, they just choose not to. There are plenty of free ways to get out of the city. The guy who is a busboy? Um, I might be naive, but this is not exactly a New Orleans only job. The woman who doesn't want to sit in her car with her dogs is just ridiculous. How is she going to feel if her home is flooded and she can't keep them safe? My family is out and north and I hope these people make the wise decision to get out as well.
I bought tomatoes this morning from the farmer's market and they are the most beautiful, delicious, economical tomatoes that I have ever had. To accompany the fresh produce, I baked some bacon. Yes, baked. If you haven't done this then I suggest you do so. You lay it out on a cookie sheet and bake it for 15-20 min. at 400 degrees. It is just as crispy as traditionally cooked bacon without all the mess and risk of injury (from burning yourself from splatters). A little Dukes mayo, tomatoes and bacon and you have yourself THE perfect sandwich. Oh, and add a little salt and pepper. MMMMMMMMMMMMMM-mmmmmmmmm.
How Depressing. It seems like the more I make the more I spend. Actually, it doesn't "seem" that way, it is that way. I just need to take my head out of the sand and do the things I need to do to make sure that I'm not living in a Kenmore box when I retire.
Today, I was watching Sunset Tan - a craptacular "reality" show - and made several observations. Let me set the scene for you: Apparently the Tan Convention '08 was held in Nashville and the gang from Sunset Tan took off in their private plane from L.A. to the boondocks of Nashville. I describe it as the boondocks because of all the bitching and moaning people were doing. They partied at one of the nicest hotels in Nashville and then headed to a ranch (we actually call them farms out this way, but whatever) outside of town. One girl hated it so much because of the bugs and woods and I guess lack of tanning equipment that she had to leave. Based on their assessment I have decided to include details about several things I must have done while I was in Nashville last week (based on the country living that is to be had there).
Once arriving at the homestead I greeted Ma and Pa with a hearty hug and a dinner of collards and homemade biscuits. After settin' a spell, I got to a'workin' on my chores and then got straight to bed at 5:30. I got myself out of bed at 4:30 and ....ok. Enough.
The more I listened to these spoiled people bitching and the banjo music playing in the background, the more irritated I got. I have to admit that I don't spend my time just a pickin and a grinnin at home. The funny thing is that I have always considered myself a city girl. I guess I was just raised in the country and didn't know it.
I was pretty tired when I got back from Nashville so it has taken me a couple of days to recover.
Let's see, what did I do over the five days?
Well, I got to see Sarah M. who I mentioned in the earlier post about Nashville. It had been about 5 or 6 years since I saw Sarah and it was great to hang out! The thing about Sarah and about several of my friends is that they are REALLY different from me. Sarah is quieter than me and nicer and more talented (she quilts, people!) and she's good at grammar. I like to think I bring a little humor to the relationship, but overall it is nice to be around people who think about things differently than you do. I think that is what makes us well-rounded people. All right, enough about Sarah :)
I went to a used book store with my friend Ashley's husband. I've known Daniel for about ten years, but this was the first time we have hung out by ourselves. It was different. He can be pretty funny, actually.
I had dinner with Sarah M. and another friend from college Sarah L. (I know many Sarahs) It was fun seeing people you haven't been around in years. It brings up old memories and you get to find out about how other people are doing.
Hmmm, I had lunch with Ashley and her two kids, Colin and Isabella (it is Colin and not Collin, right?). Isabella has me pegged and she is one of the cutest kids I know. She thinks I'm awesome and that means I will buy her stuff just because of this :)
I got my hair chopped off and I am quite pleased with the result.
Several friends and I went to a couple of bars Saturday night and it was fun because it was a group of ladies that I don't get a chance to party with very often. Erin (she is a close family friend who I consider like a sister), Sarah M., and Ashley all got to come out and let loose - well, a little loose. That is where the mechanical bull riding took place. Erin and I were the only ones that literally seized the bull and it was something I would do again. I think I got more loose than the others, but that's not really a surprise to anyone, is it?
Sunday I had dinner at a fantastic new place in Nashville called Miro District with my friend Jenny R. She and her husband used to live in Bham and moved about 6 months ago.
Later, I went to Ashley's and played with Colin and Isabella again. I love it when Isabella shows me her room and all her new toys. She is just too fun. It almost makes me want to have a kid, but then I would have to give it to Ashley to raise.
Got home and watched a little Olympics with Dad and went to bed.
Whoo. I'm tired just typing it!
This is what it looked like starting out...and I threw in one of Teddy putting his head on my shoulder (sweet puppy)
Well, I rode a mechanical bull during my trip to Nashville and this is the only picture I have of the new doo.
Fabby, the kitty, will sometimes come into my room and try to hide from Teddy so she can pounce on him. Do you know what she uses to hide behind? My bra. It is an undergarment that has some shaping to it so the cups stand up - if tossed on the floor in the right way. The sad part is that it does a pretty good job of hiding her. I guess I should look and see if they have camo versions available in some sort of grey color.
