Sticky Sweet

Ready For Spring

I took a couple of mental health days off at work (today and yesterday) and I must say, who(m)ever thought of that excuse was one smart cookie. Wednesday I just sort of threw out the plan to get things done and lazed around, but today I got on the ball.

I've been primped and polished and waxed and plucked and buffed and painted and now I'm ready for these 70 degree days. I went to the mall and picked up all those things I love to have but hate going for, and also, this fabulous Jem! T-shirt:


(Well one just like this one)

All this coupled with FINALLY managing to finish my shiny new copy of 'The Burbs'. I don't want to go back to work tomorrow. It was a glorious Math-Free mini-break, why spoil that?

And now, I must go watch one of my favorite Golden Girls episodes (the one where Blanche tries to write the book and sees "Little balls of sunshine in a bag" lol)

Someone do 100 Words with me! Starts Saturday.

Good News!

I'm not at all white trashy!

I am 21% White Trash.
Not at all White Trashy!
I, my friend, have class. I am so not white trash. . I am more than likely Democrat, and my place is neat, and there is a good chance I may never drink wine from a box.

And I'm Only 37% Metal
( I KNEW I should have bought that Dio poster when I had the chance)


I am 37% Metal Head.
Sorta Metal.
Most other metal-heads acknowledge my presence, but they laugh at me behind my back. Maybe I need to stop spending all that money on haircuts and invest in a few Pantera T-shirts.

I'd like to point out I am also:

12% Water
10% Sugar
5% Spice
and a whopping 15% Everything Nice.

Thots...

Good Weekend. No. Fabulous Weekend.

My Uncle P. looks like Jon Reep. Not nearly as funny though.

Beef.Coffee.Gravy. Three words that should never be put together again. UGH.

I want to be Goldfrapp. "Ooh La La" indeed!

Tax season suxx, yo.

There is such a thing as TMI tmi. Consider my threshold met.

Q-Unit If you download it, let me know your thots. It's pretty neat.

I'm starting something new in a couple of days. But I can't tell you what until I make sure I don't suck at it. It is awesome and you will be amazed.

Yes, I am a tease.

That is all.

Don't Be Frightened, I'll Go Back to Being Inept Next Week

I had an hour to kill today at work while running errands so I did something I hadn't done in an extremely long time. I remembered to develop the film in my camera. I had a couple of photos that went along with the last two posts so I stuck them up.

I NEED One

The Lady B's puppy um...'relieved' himself on my bed tonight. Cutest.Thing.Ever.

(the puppy not the action)

I'm sure pictures will follow eventually (I took more than a soccer mom at finals) but if you're unsure of the cuteosity of the Maltese puppy, let me enlighten you:

Update: TLB with Romeo a.k.a CuddleWuddleFluffyKins:

Snow schmo

(Update:the 'deadly' snow)


Do any of you guys have this half a millimeter of snow thing going on? All day, there's been ice and rain and other fabulous (ha!) things, causing my 4am* business trip to Louisville an absolute delight. On the way back, a quick stopover with YB in Lexington to pick up a Maltese (the dog...not the falcon...though how awesome would THAT have been?!) for The Lady B, then it was back to work and then to deliver said puppy. After that, it was home long enough to change hairstyles and back out with some people.

In all that time and all that driving....not one problem did I encounter.

And

then....

On the way home, a 15 minute drive took one hour and thirty minutes (1h30m!!!!!)!!!!!! Thanks to that millimeter of snow. A couple other people I wanna give a shout out to for holding me up:

-The L**** fire department, thanks guys... for making me try harder to not catch fire. Standing in the middle of the road smoking and socializing with one another really got that traffic moving!
-Chuck M...your mad snow-driving skillz are bad...seriously....don't ever leave your house again.

Sheesh...I'm mad. Am I mad? I'm totally mad. I hate being mad.


*departure time

Fool!

So...I've decided that I've got to learn how to make blog skins. Know why? Mr. T. That's right.
Mister.T.
I had a dream a couple weeks ago in which my blog (dreaming about your blog is pathetic, right?) had the most awesome Mr. T skin evah. And I've looked...oh how I've looked for that (or any for that matter) Mr. T skin to satisfy my Fool! needs. But unfortunately for me (and also, you) I've come up empty. So I've decided to maybe, possibly, when I get some free time, make a Mr. T skin.
*shock*
*amazement*
*kapow!*
P.S. Note I said 'free time' which won't be happening any time soon.
But, in the spirit of Mr. T, I give you this:
Things I would say this week (if I were Mr. T)*
-"Stop draggin' it out fool!"
-"Miss Amelia ain't riding to Louisville in no car at 4am!"
-"Enough Jibba Jabba...let's rumble!"
-"Nobody treats Amelia like that and gets away with it, Sucka!"
-"I pity the fool!"
Okay okay..so that last one was really his, but I totally meant it. I do pity the fool.
I also pity me...who has to be at work at 4 am in the morning to take a work-related trip with YB...ugh.
*Next edition: Things Amelia would say (If she were Billy Jack)

Inside My Head

The Week(end) Tally:
Cowboy-Leprechaun Edition
1 Rodeo I attended on St. Patricks Day
3 Cowboys I spotted not wearing green
1 Green beer consumed (my first-more on that later)
2 Tequila Sunrises that finally washed away the taste of green beer
1 1/2 'Leprechaun" movies viewed at 1am
1 Birthday party missed
2 Times I chose sleeping in over going to the gym
2 Times work MORE than made up for it
3 Headaches
7 aspirin
1 Thing I really didn't want to do, done
4 Times I used the word "Diamonds"
2 Times 'diamonds' was prefaced with the word 'fucking'
17 Digital cameras viewed
0 Purchased (yet)
3 Times I referred to a group of people as 'y'all' (which I never do-at least I didn't say 'you'ens')
1 New song taught by fabulous guitar teacher (which I've picked up again...for now)
0% Chance I'll remember by this time next week
2 Times yelling "Rock N' Roll!!" outside my place with Best Friend upon hearing little drummer boy lay it down.
3 Dreams I remember, that I'd much rather not
1 Carefully laid out plan for a very busy next week, which will not be followed and in fact was a waste of time
1 Star wished upon
Quote
(Daniel, after I had imbibed my 2 pre-green beverages and was STILL talking about how awful* it was)
"It's still beer...What did you expect it to taste like?"
Me: "Leprechauns**!"
*Seriously...it was worse than any beer I've ever had. Even the imports.
**Leprechauns taste like a mixture of lime, and grass, fyi.

HB's Birthday!



Happy Birthday Brandon!!!

Welcome, pt. 1

Something new later, promise.

You Always Were...You'll Always Be

Last December, I promised myself that I would purge myself of stuff that doesn't really matter. At the time, I was looking forward to moving (and I still am...somewhere) and this promise meant nothing more than to finally throw those old Chem notebooks and old high school t-shirts away. But lately (well....since January really) it's been going much deeper than that. I've been thinking a LOT about very specific goals I want to meet and when I want to meet them. I've asked myself one question over and over again:

What does it take to be happy?

Yeah...what does it take to be happy anyway? I haven't the foggiest notion...so I Googled* it. Then I thought some more. And you know what? I know what it takes to make me happy. I'm older, and now I realize it's going to take more than a new handbag and a trip to Sally to thrill me. It worked for so long**...I suppose I was too afraid to try to find something to fill the void.

(Side Note:)
I've always held onto things (objects, and people as well) for far to long. Trying to fit that rectangular friend into the circle slot in my heart works no better than it did with the wooden blocks I had as a child. Some things, no matter how right they seem, just aren't, and no amount of pushing is going to make them fit. I'm not going to push anymore.

So, I've got a list and a timeline. That works for me. I need something to work toward or I'll feel like I'm not doing anything. I've made a lot of important decisions over the past few months (and quite possibly the most important in the past few days) but it feels like I'm still at a standstill. But, I'm tired. I'm tired of a lot of things, but mostly I'm tired of standing. My feet need to move.

Today I took a half day at work. Last week I looked up an old friend that I'd had from 7th through 12th grades. We lost touch, as most people do, after graduation. I saw her last year, at a town schindig, but at the time I didn't realize it was her. She had a baby and to me, that was unfathomable (even though Best Friend and numerous other pals all have toddlers now). I was too afraid to talk to her then, but lately she's been on my mind. So we got together. And it wasn't bad at all.

So... baby steps. That's what I need. Doing it all at once is too overwhelming.

Pilates on Wednesday and baby steps. That's the ticket.

*I'm too embarrassed by my own nerdiness to post the link I found, but let me tell you, if you ever need a good kick in the pants or a place to start, email me and I'll send it to you.
**I'm an ex-Shopaholic...for serious.