Monday, March 30, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Above is a note Andrea wrote me, while here at work with me one day. She is so ecxited about reading and writing. I am sooo proud!
This is a quote that helped me get through a really hard time in my life. Not anything like a breakup, ora friend being mad, one of those times, where you don't know what God's plan is, and you don't know if you can make it through to watch it unravel or get better. One of those times where you FEEL like a VICTIM, but you can't become one, because too much is counting on you to be strong. Great Author!
I put this here to tell me to SMILE, at every single person that walks through the door,EVERYONE...whether it be a Architect or the UPS man, we all put our pants on one leg at a time, and you never know what a smile from a stranger could mean to someone. Sounds silly, but it's a free gift, I try giving it someone unexpected in the grocery store, or on the street everyday. One way of "Paying it Forward"!
Sometimes these short notes, mean more than a few words to me. When I start to compare myself, or want to give up...they remind me of simple truths!
And I love those pics of my Darling Diva!
And again, a quote that keeps me humbled (like I need it, but sometimes I can act too big for my britches,lol) on accident.
I am a firm believer that many things in life are "mind over matter" so this helps me get my thoughts in check!
I don't COMPLETLY believe we are responsible for our own fate, but we are responsible for part of it. God gives us the ability to make choices and free will for a reason. The rest of this quote kinda is in tune with the "Pay it Forward" mindframe. Too bad Madonna didn't do that with Guy. :(
Showing the same thing, again!
This is my new purse (I'll write more about that in a minute) and my makeup bag. I love Vera Bradley mkeup bags b/c they are soft, and I now know they are washable. They fit in your Hobo bags and gym bags easier b/c they are cloth instead of plastic. I don't dig their pocketbooks so much,though!
I just love this purse, like I said..I'll tell ya more, soon!
And the fish tank! Awwww, the are so pretty.They are shy and dont like to have their pics taken, at all!
So, yeah...where was I ? Are you still reading? Anywho, I am not gonna let ANYTHING upset me. Hold me to it,y'all!
To be continued......
Thursday, March 26, 2009
I pass this award to.........
Yours Truly NOT ME, (even though that does seem like something I would, do-give it to myself, but this cutie Pie!)Sassy Southern Blonde, with killer hair, and a wardrobe to die for! ..and What a TAN!
Shopaholic Blonde she is VERY SEXY, I think. I would not like to be in a room with her without my makeup on, and a very padded bra, and my thongs showing out the back (ha ha) ...
Blonde Goddess. This woman, is like the Madonna before she got all wirey like a Greyhound, no more like Sharon Stone after that one movie, before she got all weird on us.You get my point. She is all woman, not scared to talk about things that make us nervous, and oozes confidence. Pretty darn Sexy to me!
Spicey Wifey..........The Name says it all!
I could go on and on, but am getting lazy! I'll come back to this
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Yesterday this happened to ME! Two girls at work were talking about me, nothing catty,
and it was a valid issue about my work ethic that they were speaking of.We will call them Sandy and Rose. Sandy is a little more outspoken, and came to me yesterday after her and Rose talked, and pretty much let me know that there was an issue, not in a mean way, and her being as honest as she is, when I asked who was talking about this with her she said,"Rose and I". What? Rose? Sweet, Rose? Rose is one of my FRIENDS at work (one thing I have learned is that co-workers are not always friends, but nice because it is professional, I respect that and do the same thing) but I considered Rose a true friend. We dont hang out on the weekends, but we talk on the phone sometimes, she helped me move some furniture once, and is my "lunch buddy". I think I know Rose pretty well. When I heard that Rose was talking about me, it stung. Worse than if almost anyone else in the office would. But in a way, it was almost necessary. Rose always see's the good in everyone, and rarely talks about anyone negatively. She is very tenderhearted, and like I said before, not confrontational. My first reaction with a "non-Rose,type" would be to tell them to "Go Kick Rocks", but #1 I am at work, and #2 I really like Rose. I know that if Rose said it, she meant it, and there was a problem. And there was. I called Rose and asked her, she was embarrassed, but admitted to everything. She told me that she didnt know how to tell me what she was thinking and that she was incredibly disappointed in herself for speaking about me to Sandy and not me. Not that anything is wrong with talking to Sandy about anything, just not about someone who you consider a friend, and not that friend. I told her that it was okay, we all have done it before, and that I thought it was kind of a "wake-up call".
Truth is, there is a problem at my job. I started seeing a Psychiatrist when I had 4 regular doctors try to put me on anti-depressants. "I dont feel depressed" was my reaction, and so I wanted an expert opinion. I knew I had anxiety, but that was it. Well, the Psychiatrist confirmed that I was depressed and explained that not everyone has suicidal thoughts, bouts of crying, fits of rage, or even a gloomy attitude, there are so many other symptoms. I still was not convinced.
Lately, I have had car problems, I have been sick, but also, I just dont want to wake up to go to work. I guess I feel as though I am unproductive and a waste of space at my job. I have asked over and over for more responsibility, but with all of the traffic that comes in the front door, it is important that I can talk to and assist everyone. But this is slow season, and I am rather bored. The weather is getting to me, and I maybe do feel a little more hopeless than I realized.
Yesterday, Rose saying something about it, opened my eyes, and made me want to put my best foot forward again. It was a wake up call, and in a strange way, I am thankful for it!
Monday, March 23, 2009
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Thursday, March 19, 2009
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009
As a child, I wasn't more hyper than other children. REALLY, ask my teachers-GOSH! I had a very "hyper mind though" and could not pay attention. If you have a hyper active child, you KNOW the difference. No offense here, I am sure you love them, and even LIKE them (family is the only way that you can love someone, but not like them at the same time) when they have wore themselves out. "Little Willy is such a sweetheart, when he is ASLEEP!"
That was not me! Ask my MOTHER! I could notpay attention to save my life, and was often put in the principles often for reasons that I did not understand. When I told my mother "I dont know". I wasnt lying. I didnt! I was thinking about mermaids and House of Style on Mtv when my 3rd grade teacher repeadatley called my name. I was not ignoring her!!! I didnt hear her. I was deep in THOUGHT, thank you!
I was prescribed Ritalin, which made me a zombie, that did not want to eat. I paid attention INTENSLY while on this medicine.So much that my head would hurt, my eyes would hurt from reading, and I could not SLEEP! GREAT!
Not until well into my teenage years (17 or so) did I become HYPER! I was not some freak kid who acted like he smoked Crack until I was 17!!!! That is embarrasing, but somewhat true (at least Nick says so, because unless napping or reading,I cant sit still long enough to get a pedicure. I have to do my own, out of boredom!) I constantly chew straws, tap my foot, or fidget, while sitting at my desk job (where I am confined to a desk ALL DAY LONG) and when at home, I can rarely sit still to eat (that and all of the calories that I burn FIDGETING probably contribute to my petite size and higher than normal metabolism)
I have decided that I dont mind being like this AT ALL, but I do need some type of fun, energy asserting outlet that I can do with the family (the gym is great, but I cant bring Andrea along on the dreadmill) and am taking the plunge into getting the WII Fit. It is expensive, but it has to be well worth the $$$, RIGHT? Does anyone have any opinions on it?
Here is a review I read.
I am sold.
"In Sicily and southern Italy, however, it is believed that some people--jettatore-- are malevolent and deliberately cast the evil eye on their victims. Belief in the evil eye is not necessarily associated with witchcraft or sorcery, though Evil Eye was something Church inquisitors were instructed to look for. Pope Pius IX was reputed to be a jettatore, not because it was thought he was malevolent but rather because it seemed that disasters fell upon persons and places he had blessed."
I have no idea where "break a leg" came from, and I am too lazy (this could change at any moment) to look it up. Does anyone have an idea, or even care? Ha Ha. No, you all probably have more important things to do! :~D
You wanna know who I would give the evil eye to? Jane Fonda. She is SUCH a douche bag, (all of her anti-war things were great and all, but spitting on our Vietnam Vets, as they came home...c'mon! They didnt want to be out there,either!) but yet, she did have a really great body,raise some gorgeous kids, and was STUNNING in her youth. She looks great now!!! She was born in 1937, so she is up there.........and still looks younger than her age, and has not had cosmetic surgery!
I heard some man spit on her a few years back. That is kinda funny, sad, but funny.
I have been wondering why no one was really writing as much, then today..............EVERYONE was gone!
So, if I havent been commenting lately, it is bc I thought you were on vacation from the blogworld, and I apologize. :(
Monday, March 16, 2009
Shanna said that she would help paraplegics and those who are told they could never walk again by making therapy more affordable and giving them some hope!
"My dad has checked in to different physical therapy & rehab around the U.S. but golly gee they are not in his budget! It’s a shame that so many American’s take the use of their legs for granted…" "The reason why I would want to specifically help this group of people is because at one point in life they could walk & after their injury…not only are they dealing with physical issues due to this, but how depressing must it be to not be able to do a lot of things in life that you used to "
Everyone had the greatest answers (all 7 of you!) but this answer was different and something that is a little out of the norm. and maybe often gets forgotten due toall of the other tradgedies in life!
I wish we could "Pay it forward" in small doses every day!
Last night Andrea and I watched the Home Makeover show (cant remember name right now, ha ha) and I always cry. Andrea was like" what is so sad?" I told her "nothing,sometimes we cry because we are happy. I'll get into it more before bed".
When I tucked her in, I told her that if you do ONE good deed for one person, UNSELFISHLY, expecting NOTHING in return that God, will give you 10 blessings throughout your life. That might not sound like much, but think of all of the HUNDREDS of children the woman on the show was feeding, and clothing, and giving her own valuables away for. Last night, she was blessed in ABUNDANCE...and the blessing doesnt stop there. It will go on and on, and always be in her heart.
Everyone's answers meant so much-and were all heart felt! I loved reading them all, and got a great look into your hearts!
God bless ya!
I received a beautiful card from Marcy, with my last purchase...that said "Thank You for the support and wonderful blog.Enclosed is a Twilight inspired (my fav. book) necklace.My way of saying thank you, and Paying it Forward"
Now, I have to give something to someone that belongs to me, that would mean a lot to them, that I would not miss. I have to Pay IT Forward.
..........and the chain CONTINUES!
I will post pics tomorow when my camera will work :(
I am NOT going to bleach out the top. Moment of insanity for me for a minute.THAT'S why I didnt even go. I am for sure about my semi-mullet! I love that hair do, but no Raven- you are too sweet.....my face can't wear a LOT of things, I tried green in jr.high...it made me look very yellow.Yuk!
Besides Nick making me stay up WAY too late last night to watch this movie that was so scary that I wanted to cry(don't watch Quarentine!!!!!!!!!!!!!)..........................I stayed at a friends on Sat (long story there...got a few hours-ugh) and cleaned and all that good stuff! GREAT!
After I have my cup of coffee, I will tell you about my Sat night.Whoa...........
Friday, March 13, 2009
Ok, let me get this straight.....in today's society, it is okay to have people follow you around and admittedly CARE that much about your day to day tasks? Good thing I didnt put up...."Jade is at the Corner of Fairview and Sharon Rd right now pumping gas". Geez, I thought there was something more to it!
We tell our children to "beware of internet predators" and then we TELL PEOPLE WHAT WE ARE DOING, and they can check it out throughout the day??? I have to agree with Marcy here, I COULD BE A SMELLY OLD MAN (I still resent the smelly part worst of all, -why,as if man isnt bad enough?) and because I post a pretty picture (I think its pretty, you should see me when I wake up in the morning,ewww) you wanna tell me what you do throughout the day?
Granted, I doubt anyone would post what street corner they are working,I ,mean pumping gas on....it still doesnt sit well with me.
If your 15 year old daughter has a highschool classmate, who she doesnt know is strangely obsessed, and she puts "going to my best friends house to watch movies, so glad we got the house to ourselves to relax without Mom nagging"...that "so-called" normal classmate, probably already knows what friend that is and where.
Ok,I could be a little paranoid...but you can never be too safe. From now on, I will not be telling people the truth...that I am watching EVERY WIRE episode all day, as I sit on my couch rubbing Funyun crumbs on my holey sweatshirt (wow,I do sound like a man now!) while Nick and Andrea are shopping for Wii games. I will lie and make up something remarkably cool, like...........(what do cool people say now-a-days???) I am taking a jog with Fergie through Central park!
That's cool,right? No
I am practicing my dancing moves with Patrick Swayze on a log ,I am soooo exhausted!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
My father had very firm beliefs and strong opinions and taste when it came to music. "REALLY talented musicians write their own lyrics!" "It's not as much about the melody as it is the words!" "Rhythm is something you are either born with or aren't" "Anyone can like a catchy tune, but only the wise respect the lyrics" He taught me at a young age about Miles and Coltrane,Nina Simone, and our favorite...The Beatles. I grew up with so many pictures of The Beatles in our house, I thought we were related. "Yep, There is my Uncle George...oh, and that is John!"
At 5 I was taken to see Tina Turner,then later on to see Paul McCartney.That was one of the greatest memories of my life! Watching that piano shoot fireworks as he sang "Live and Let Die" ...and my dad putting me on his shoulders and swaying back and forth to "Hey, Jude". I will never forget my father singing "Do You Want to Hear a Secret" as a child, and telling me the story of how that song was sung to John Lennon by his mother, before he went to stay with his Aunt.
I will also never forget being told that John Lennon watched as his mother died, and how he later died, while walking with his son, close to the Dakota, after signing an autograph for his murderer.
My first trip to NYC (last trip) was when I was 8 years old. I begged and pleaded to see Strawberry Fields (a memorial at Central Park in Honor of John Lennon-Strawberry Fields was actually the orphanage he stayed in as a child) and was on a search the whole time for particular black tee-shirt that had John Lennon wearing an "I heart NY" tee-shirt on. When I found it,I didnt let it go. My luggage and bags were stolen (or lost) but that tee-shirt made it safe, home to my father...who wore it years after holes were torn in it...and it was faded. He is sentimental like that.
He was a little upset when he gave me a vintage The Who tee-shirt and I gave it back because Who, is the WHO?". He thought he taught me better than that.
When I grew up, I listened to Nirvana with my father. He bought me Smells like Teen Spirit a few months before Curt Cobain died. For Valentines Day, a few years later, he bought me Medusa by Annie Lennox (one of the best CD's I have ever purchased 12 copies of, and still cant get Kristin to give back) and Oasis (who he called a "Beatles Rip-off"). When I was pregnant I heard Jack Johnson for the first time on the radio, and called him to tell him to buy the cd. He did so, and fell in love. He later bought me The Avett Brothers (who I guess grow on you???) and Colbie Calliat (Andrea loves her) and put them in my car one day.
The only person who understood or even helped me in my grunge stage, was my father. He understood because he wore his hair too long as a kid, way before "hippies" were his in Charlotte and would often get jumped on his way to school. For my birthday, he bought me a pair of Birkenstocks (he said he wore "Jesus Sandals too" as a teen) and we would ride in the car quietly on our way to Infinity's End ( a headshop that his nephew my cousin,ran for a long time-that no 14 year old girl had any business being in), in search of the perfect tee-shirts.
He was the only person who didnt approve of my trendy,preppier outfits from The Limited and the Express as I got older. He said I wasnt being true to myself, and when I listened to Rap, I thought his heart would break, though he said nothing at all.
You try to teach them everything you have in your heart, but regardless, they become their own people one day!
Now, I listen to it all, but the soundtrack of my life is soooooooo much more amazing because of this man.
........and I agree, wise men listen to words.
Below, at the bottom of the page, you can change tunes if you like...most arent songs that my father and I listened to ...but almost each one (even Lupe Fiasco-lol) has words that mean something to me. I said ALMOST
(Coconut Records "west Coast" will forever be Nick and my song. I played it for him after a co-worker passed the c.d along to me, and whenever we travel he pops it in. It reminds us of when we used to do the "long distance" thing)
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
I remember that day so well! She has a face that melts my heart! I look at her sometimes and wonder could there have been a mistake in the hospital? Could I really be a part of something so terrific? People compliment me all the time on how well mannered she is, or how mature she is, or her sweet disposition. I did not do anything to be complimented on. She has her moments and days, just like any other child, but for the most part,she was just born that way. I am a firm believer that some people are born with rotten hearts (they can be fixed of coarse) and some are born with almost angelic hearts. God blessed me with a child so sweet and kind by nature, and I cant take any of the credit. This was how she was born, not raised. Although, I'd like to think I teach her to have good morals and am giving her a good upbringing, I can honestly say that some of this comes naturally for her. She is a such a blessing and I thank God every day for this wonderful gift that has been bestowed upon me.
Growing up I never really saw myself as a mother. I can honestly say that I did not want to have children for fear of caring that deeply for someone and something happening to them. The thought is still scary, but was I really willing to not ever feel this type of love for fear of being sad? I look back at myself and I have no idea who I was. I no longer know that person and don't think that I ever did. I was so lost! The birth of my daughter (even the pregnancy) taught me so much about humbling yourself. About seeing yourself in others, about compassion. When you look at everyone as someones child, its harder to be so ugly to people. When I see someone that I know has had it really hard, or who has been picked on, I not only feel bad for them, But I also feel bad for their mother. It's strange how motherhood will do that to you. ( this is always easier with strangers, but I'm working on it) Being a good person is one of the hardest things you can reach for in this life. With all that society tells us that we should be, insecurities turn people into people they can not be proud of, but choose to be anyways. (I believe that Faith in God is the best medicine for this, even though I haven't really had a full dose) I am in no way perfect. I still dislike a person or two for something that happened way too long ago.I am still flawed in so many ways. But parenting and my faith is changing these flaws, daily, weekly, yearly-at least the ones that matter.My hair is still going to be a frizzy nightmare a year from now (unless Heather produces some concoction(MS?) that tames the fro) But I know the personality qualities that I not proud of will shed like dead skin, all because of what I learn from this darling little girl. How can I tell her to forgive others if I cant forgive (something I struggle with terribly), how can I tell her to love everyone in her class, when I cant love everyone I work with? How can I tell her to love herself for who she is when I don't do the same? Is it fair to tell her to control her temper, when she sees me lose it? Like I said, parenting for me is a humbling experience, and trust me- I feel as though I'm learning more from her than she is from me.
This was a song that my mother used to sing to/with me as a child....and I sing the same version to Andrea. It brings tears to my eyes to hear it, again. I love you both!
1.Answer this question: If you had the chance to "Pay it Forward" in any way....what would you do, and how can you see this chain evolving? Who would you want it to effect the most, and what do you think it would teach someone or some people?
The answer doesn't need to be profound.... it could be "I'd pay someones toll on the way to work in the morning",or even something funny! I love to laugh!......and in case Marcy gets to busy with all of her new orders.......I will be picking.I am fair!
2. Just link everyone on your blog to EclecticOrchid at http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5986256.
I can't believe I am doing this. I want everything she sells. I SWEAR~!
If someone even TRIES to pick up the Bud Among Snow Earrings...I'll die!
What am I saying? That was stupid. I will not give out the name of the bracelet I want until I have purchased it! HA!
One more thing. Ill pick a winner Monday. I dont think I can be left alone with your earrings for too long without wearing them,Sorry :(
1. Tell me about yourself. Where you were born, grow up. (I know New Orleans.. but still I am going to copy and paste your answers.lol) Family, hobbies, etc. (don’t tell where you live, but I think you are smart enough for that.JB)
Marcy was so nice about my whole purchase. I am a DUMB DUMMY, and couldn't use paypal correctly. She helped me eagerly,every step of the way. She was so kind, and had them shipped out VERY fast (she was reluctant to meet with EVEN though -she lives in the same town, because I could be a smelly man. I COULD! ya know :).....but smelly-NO WAY.!!!! I object! This man knows way too much about Laura Mercier Bath Honey to be smelly!
I loved her collection so much that she is making Andrea something for her birthday. I told her all about Andrea's love for Sonny &Cher,etc, and I am confident that she will make my child something she will cherish! I know this from her work! Not because I know her. I know she could do this for you!
You are one of the most thoughtful bloggers out there,.......... with all of your followers, I bet you make time for almost everyone :)
I would have giveaways if I could,really.......(it looks fun) but to only gain followers , absolutely NOT... I want the people who read my blog, to read because they feel like I am someone they would call a friend, or they understand, or relate to, or want to pray for (ha ha) , not because I have something to give away.
I have thought about giving things away, but more with a contest or trivia thing, not with "write about me in your blog". I understand companies have to promote, but people who dont have companies??? It makes no sense to me.
Like I said, I dont feel this way about you. If I did, I would not only not read your blog, I wouldnt follow it, and wouldnt follow it so publicly on MY blog.
I am sure you are honest. I have no question about that at all! I am going to write a follow up or change that because I have had a few ppl ask me "is it me". If you are someone I talk to enough to be comfortable asking, IT IS DEF. not you!"
If I weren't so honest, I would change or delete what I wrote,yesterday. I was waiting for an email from the woman who made my FAB earrings, (so that I could blog about it) and browsing blogs. I read so many about this one product giveaway, that were shallow and pointless that I was baffled.
My daughter wants to be friends with the mean girls wherever she goes. I dont know what lead to this masochistic behavior, but I can't fathom it! The girl can be rude,gross and act ugly to my daughter, and for some reason that draws her in. I asked my therapist about it (yes, I have one!You prob.should too, so BITE ME) and she said that is normal ADOLESCENT behavior. Keyword for the day:ADOLESCENT
I thought the "BlogWORLD' was so fascinating because people were free to be themselves,WHOEVER that is...and I guess people are free to be shallow too.
This person isnt rude to me, but I know of a few ppl she was rude to, and "holier than" and it pushes my buttons.
"Big Egos are Big Shields for lots of empty space". That is all I am going to say about that.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Here are the definitions:
a form of schizophrenia characterized by delusions (of persecution or grandeur or jealousy); symptoms may include anger and anxiety and aloofness and doubts about gender identity; unlike other types of schizophrenia the patients are usually presentable and (if delusions are not acted on) may function in an apparently normal manner
Bipolar disorder is a psychiatric diagnosis that describes a category of mood disorders defined by the presence of one or more episodes of abnormally elevated mood clinically referred to as mania or, if milder, hypomania. Individuals who experience manic episodes also commonly experience depressive episodes or symptoms, or mixed episodes in which features of both mania and depression are present at the same time.
I have a friend who has BOTH (wow, its like once you get one chemical imbalance, its easier to catch another????? I have ADD and a lil anxiety, but can you imagine?)
This girl has everyone she has ever known dislike her, and has no idea why. She is on medication, but I honestly think she can not control some of the weird things she does (S.W.F behavior) and I would feel really bad for not being her friend because everyone else talks about her. IT's sad.
But what if she does something strange to me?
I dont know. If anyone knows anyone like this or has any advice to give, that'd be great!
I didnt realize what makes this woman so successful isnt her personality,talent or looks, but is her COMMITMENT to blogging, and ASS KISSING to get the product reviews in the first place. Now, she is a complete, blog snob,and its a shame. You wouldnt last a DAY outside of cyber world!
I dont have that type of commitment for anything accept my daughter. Sorry!
You know why she has soo many followers ???(not me,proud to say) All the lil A.K.I.T's-"ass kissers in training" flock to her page to see what shit she doesnt want , so they can get it.(like vulchers). I tried that once or twice when I didnt know better. Not my cup of tea.
I was asked to review something ONCE, and I was told pretty much what to say. Thanks but "no,thanks" keep your product! I think reviewers are great, and I think giveaways are great too, just be an honest,HUMBLE, honest,honest,honest, person when you are doing them. Did I say, be HONEST?
SO I will buy my OWN products and review them (not as though Aveeno gives a rat's arse) and when I find something on Etsy that I like, I'll contact the seller, and buy it. Then I'll tell you if it is good. If I dont review it on here, I didnt totally sabotage their work, but I also didnt tell my cool friends here about it. Sounds Fair,right!?!?
I am pleased to say that I ordered something from Etsy that I have been eyeing for a lil while, and received it in the mail yesterday. I fell in LOVE........and I am going to review these.......the RIGHT way!(meaning truthfully,and from the heart) (If she wants to give me stuff that's cool too,lol- I wont say "no" but that wont sway me to tell my loyal readers to buy something that stinks, so by me saying ...HER STUFF ROCKS, please believe it is True!!!!). My next post is ALL dedicated to this LOVELY lady and her GREAT designs. Please read it!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Friday after work, instead of going to the gym (I know,I know) Nick and I went to a dive restaurant and did a lil shopping. I bought some Laura Mercier Chocolate Truffle Honey Bath. It foamed all right, and it smelled EXCEPTIONAL in the pot, and the lil honey scooper,swirler thing was cute....but it wasn't worth $40.00. (The smell didn't last long, and I didn't look much firmer or "lifted". Save your money ladies and buy Mr.Bubbles!)
Then we went to afew lil shops downtown, and I bought a towel that says "Sexy Women Have Messy Kitchens!"...Real Classy, I know!
Then we picked up Andrea, and my phone started making strange noises. Then it wouldn't work, and told me to call customer care.That's when they told me that I was over my spending limit by $2, and when I paid it, it would work. I paid it, it still didn't work for another hour! Then as I was attempting to pull out of a shopping mall parking lot with Andrea,I realized I could not go into reverse. I could go into drive, and neutral....just not reverse...OR PARK! Oh, my! So after Andrea screamed and cried because she was scared bc I kept slamming on the gear shift, (and I told a man off, quietly for beeping because he conveniently wanted my space) I went into a few stores, located the lady with the convertible in front of me (I located her over the loud speaker of coarse) and told her of my situation, and she moved her car and I drove home. My car has been in Neutral with the emergency brake up since Friday! :( Friday was a bad night. I went home,took a bath (w/ that chocolate shit) and drank a lot of this really strong cough syrup (after Andrea went to bed) and went to sleep.ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!
The next morning, a friend of mine took me car shopping while Nick babysat. That was a nightmare. IT was HOT! I want a new car, but then again,I don't want the payments!!!
Then Andrea,Nick and I went to the park, had a picnic, petted EVERY dog that walked by, and then attempted to play Frisbee (Andrea and I need to work on our skills) .At last we walked to get icecream. That was nice. We all watched movies and went to bed.
Yesterday I narrowed my car choice down to 3, then took my Concerta too late, so I spring CLEANED everything until almost midnight, and attempted to sleep.
My car lost its long lived battle with......oldness,I wasted $40, and had phone problems, and didn't get too much sleep, but I did get to spend valuable time with my loved ones, and a new car may be what I need. Perception is everything. My weekend wasn't that bad!
Friday, March 6, 2009
I have told you about my credit, my family, my prayers, my job, my fashion sense or "no-sense", no arse at all syndrome,loving and sometimes too clever "Diva in Training" and my boyfriends potty mouth and product addiction.........and you still love me.
I may only have 30 of you, but at least I have YOU!...and 30 is a good #! I feel like my 30 are people who I would really like outside of blogging, and that is UBER COOL!
So, as I approach my 100th soon -I will not make a big deal of it, but I will thank yall in advance.
Good to know I am not the ONLY CURLY FRY IN THE BOX of regular after all! I have 30 others that I found in the bottom of my fast food bag! I didnt have to make friends with the"ketchup and salt" after all!
Mark Darcy: I like you, very much.
Bridget: Ah, apart from the smoking and the drinking, the vulgar mother and... ah, the verbal diarrhea.
Mark Darcy: No, I like you very much. Just as you are.
I LIKE Y'ALL TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
More of why I am going "BoHo" this year. (Look-he got me into wearing flip flops at least, now I LOOOVE them)
So usually, while I lay on the beach and read Cosmo, drinking mojitos,with oversized shades on and heels (with mint stuck between my teeth, bc I chopped it,instead of mashing) he and Andrea frolic along the beach. My 220 pound boyfriend, frolics along the beach. My metro-sexual,dry-witted, "know-it-all", comes to life when sand and salt water are present. After years of getting my hair messed up (my flat ironed hair turns to the texture of a cocker spaniels REAR END when touched by water or humidity)-my strappy beach sandals (heels) ruined, magazines thrown in the ocean, and 1 pair of Kate Spade,2 pairs of Chanels, and 1 pair of Dior Sunglasses later.-I have decided to throw out the Jackie-OHHHH look this year, wear my hair curly, forget the makeup, grab a pair of cheap shades (not losing my Gucci's) and frolic around with my lovies...."wobbly bits, wobbling, and butt cracks exposed (Nick can never keep his trunks over the tip of his crack when running in circles on the beach, very appealing to the hot girls he eyeballs as they sunbath-lol)and throw caution to the wind. Andrea loves me anyways, and so Does Nick.
That's why I have given sooo much though to this Boho look.....that I am supposed to act like took no thought at all. Ahhh.