Almost right after posting this morning my landlord called. I love her she is so awesome, and I know she adores me and Collin (partially because we pay our rent a month in advance and we don't cause any drama...) I explained everything to her that had been going on, and she completely agreed with me and told me, as my landlord, to leave the lights on at all times as it is a safety and liability issue. She said that she would be discussing the issue with them, and the issue of them causing disturbances in the "community" when they have their little tiffs. She asked if I had a problem with her mentioning our discussion and I said no. (I didn't say this next bit to her but...) They would be utterly stupid if they tried to start shit with me. If they approach me about it I will simply tell them that I wanted the landlord's advisement on the light situation and she told me that I had to leave the lights on. Period. End of story. And if they do decide to get nasty with me I will just write it up and inform the landlord. Booyah bitches! Now to go watch Jerry and get through the second half of my day!
brown chicken brown cow! =D
Friday, January 22, 2010
Sometimes I Say Too Much, Sometimes It's Not Enough
I think I have mentioned this before but it never hurts to reiterate it... I really truly do not like people... They are stupid and they piss me off. There are a select few who I can tolerate without working at it. More and more I just want to pop an alkaseltzer in my mouth when someone approaches me and start gibbering and foaming at the mouth in the hopes that they will leave me alone now and forever... My neighbors happen to be some of the people I would love to do that to...
I really don't mind the chick; personally I don't think she is too bright but she is nice. The dude totally rubs me the wrong way and reminds me way too much of the neighbors we had before that ended up being nasty crackheads who got their baby taken away. Their M.O. is that he drinks (even though he told the landlord he's clean and sober, ha!) then they get into a fight, and then she ends up storming off and screaming at the top of her lungs at him out in the central courtyard of the complex (okay, it's really only six cottages, I am not sure if you can really call it a complex...) about what a piece of shit he is and he can fuck off and blah blah blah... This happened before back in November and they left one of the children outside, unattended after they took off in the car screaming and cussing at 10:30pm!!! And more recently they were at it AGAIN Sunday night, not nearly as bad as the November event (which I wrote up a statement on and sent to my landlord). I really don't like getting involved in that kind of crap but if it happens again, cops will be called.
Yesterday morning as I am warming up the truck to go to work, he pops over to the garage and asks me if there is a light switch in my garage for the carport lights. I told him there was (thinking he wanted to change one of the burnt out bulbs, well what I had assumed was a burnt out bulb), and then asked him if he was going to change the bulb. He said no. He wanted to know if I would shut the switch to the carport lights off during the day.... I just kind of looked at him and said I would think about it... Then he goes on to tell me about how expensive their power bill has been the last two months, and I'm thinking, "Well... Maybe if your dumbass didn't stand there with the front door WIDE open while you smoke on the porch so you don't miss any of your oh-so-precious game your fucking bill wouldn't be so high... Or maybe try not having every mother fucking light on in your house..." And how they are trying to save every little bit, and they believe that the carport lights run on their meter. Now, here's the kicker.... The carport lights? Firstly they consist of two 11 watt fluorescent bulbs that are energy-motherfucking-efficient. Secondly, they are light sensitive fixtures, which means when it is daytime they are off unless it is really REALLY cloudy and dark....
Then, after I get home from work, Collin informs me that the neighbor dude approached him as well, and admitted that he had unscrewed one of the bulbs in the carport that we had put in... As far as I am concerned, those lights are there for the safety and security of the tenants, and I will be damned if I am made responsible for turning them on and off on a daily basis. I pay $60 a month for my garage. What? Next are they going to ask us to not go in and out of our garage so much?! So I called my landlord and left a message for her to call me today. I am pretty positive she will back me on this. I mean, seriously, what if I have to work late, or I am gone overnight? I sure as shit am not going to let some other tenant (whom I don't particularly trust) have a key to MY garage so they can turn the lights on and off...
If they ask again before I have a chance to talk to the landlord I am going to be blunt about it and tell him that I haven't talked to the landlord yet, but I believe those lights are for the security of the tenants and I am not going to make myself responsible for them being on. It's ridiculous!
At least today is Friday, and I have an awesome four day weekend ahead of me! Get my hair done tomorrow, going to the mall and then to see K on Sunday, and spending Monday and Tuesday with my husband doing awesome things!! Just have to make it to five o'clock and then I don't have to come back to this hell hole until Wednesday. Yipee!! Now to skate through my workday... Please let it pass quickly like bad mexican food, but not with so much burning...
I really don't mind the chick; personally I don't think she is too bright but she is nice. The dude totally rubs me the wrong way and reminds me way too much of the neighbors we had before that ended up being nasty crackheads who got their baby taken away. Their M.O. is that he drinks (even though he told the landlord he's clean and sober, ha!) then they get into a fight, and then she ends up storming off and screaming at the top of her lungs at him out in the central courtyard of the complex (okay, it's really only six cottages, I am not sure if you can really call it a complex...) about what a piece of shit he is and he can fuck off and blah blah blah... This happened before back in November and they left one of the children outside, unattended after they took off in the car screaming and cussing at 10:30pm!!! And more recently they were at it AGAIN Sunday night, not nearly as bad as the November event (which I wrote up a statement on and sent to my landlord). I really don't like getting involved in that kind of crap but if it happens again, cops will be called.
Yesterday morning as I am warming up the truck to go to work, he pops over to the garage and asks me if there is a light switch in my garage for the carport lights. I told him there was (thinking he wanted to change one of the burnt out bulbs, well what I had assumed was a burnt out bulb), and then asked him if he was going to change the bulb. He said no. He wanted to know if I would shut the switch to the carport lights off during the day.... I just kind of looked at him and said I would think about it... Then he goes on to tell me about how expensive their power bill has been the last two months, and I'm thinking, "Well... Maybe if your dumbass didn't stand there with the front door WIDE open while you smoke on the porch so you don't miss any of your oh-so-precious game your fucking bill wouldn't be so high... Or maybe try not having every mother fucking light on in your house..." And how they are trying to save every little bit, and they believe that the carport lights run on their meter. Now, here's the kicker.... The carport lights? Firstly they consist of two 11 watt fluorescent bulbs that are energy-motherfucking-efficient. Secondly, they are light sensitive fixtures, which means when it is daytime they are off unless it is really REALLY cloudy and dark....
Then, after I get home from work, Collin informs me that the neighbor dude approached him as well, and admitted that he had unscrewed one of the bulbs in the carport that we had put in... As far as I am concerned, those lights are there for the safety and security of the tenants, and I will be damned if I am made responsible for turning them on and off on a daily basis. I pay $60 a month for my garage. What? Next are they going to ask us to not go in and out of our garage so much?! So I called my landlord and left a message for her to call me today. I am pretty positive she will back me on this. I mean, seriously, what if I have to work late, or I am gone overnight? I sure as shit am not going to let some other tenant (whom I don't particularly trust) have a key to MY garage so they can turn the lights on and off...
If they ask again before I have a chance to talk to the landlord I am going to be blunt about it and tell him that I haven't talked to the landlord yet, but I believe those lights are for the security of the tenants and I am not going to make myself responsible for them being on. It's ridiculous!
At least today is Friday, and I have an awesome four day weekend ahead of me! Get my hair done tomorrow, going to the mall and then to see K on Sunday, and spending Monday and Tuesday with my husband doing awesome things!! Just have to make it to five o'clock and then I don't have to come back to this hell hole until Wednesday. Yipee!! Now to skate through my workday... Please let it pass quickly like bad mexican food, but not with so much burning...
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
A Night Of Epic Proportions
In an automotive sense, yes... Otherwise it wasn't that epic to anyone other than myself and Collin...
Okay, so if you are current with my posts you should be aware of the awesome time I had Saturday replacing Collin's alternator in the Toyota (and if you aren't current, now you know... And knowing is half the battle... GI JOE!!!.... Sorry I can't resist that.... Even if someone says, "Now you know" at work I have to finish it....). Anywhozit, Collin calls me at work yesterday around 9:15 (when he was on his way to work) and tells me that the three lights came on again on the dash to signal the alternator is having issues. GREAT!! I started stressing, because seriously what are the odds we would get a bad alternator... I called a couple shops for help and estimates in case it was something beyond the alternator. One (P&M Automotive) was no effing help whatsoever; all he could tell me is they would have to do a diagnostic check which could run up to $90... The other place I called (Advanced Automotive) was awesome! The chick on the phone was so helpful, and she actually listened to what I was saying and was rather confident we did just manage to get a bad alternator (this actually happens often on refurb parts). That made me feel a little bit better for the rest of the day.
Collin's boss let him off at four so he could get home before it got too dark (we really didn't want to fork out the cash for another tow.) so by the time I got home from work he was starting to pull the alternator out of the car. I went in the house and worked out after asking that he text me to let me know what the dealio was.... I waited.... And waited.... AND WAITED.....AND WAITED!!! But heard not a peep from him... Over an hour after he left he finally walks through the door (at this point I was starting to really worry, not just about the status of the part but more so about Collin; especially after hearing tons of sirens almost the entire time he was gone.) and natural scared reaction after assessing that a loved one is okay, I started yelling at him... Natural reaction when someone is attacking you? Yell back... This lasted all of fifteen seconds before we were both too startled by the other one's yelling to continue... Then we talked, he told me he had forgot his cell in the back seat of the truck and didn't get my texts until he got home (originally he though he had left it in the Toyota), and I explained that I was just worried since I hadn't heard anything from him. Then he told me what I had been waiting so anxiously to hear, the alternator was bad, so they gave us yet another one that Collin had to go out to the Silverton Road Autozone to get (we go to the one on Lancaster just south of State). We ate dinner and then went out to put the alternator in the car.
Collin had left the flashlight in the truck so I went over to get it. As the garage door opened, I quickly realized something was horribly wrong with the picture I was looking at.... My beautiful truck was angling badly, like some violent sinkhole had opened up in my garage.... I walked into the garage and turned on the light to find my front passenger tire completely flat.... o.O ... This was shaping up to be a shitty mother effing evening... Turns out Collin had hit something when he got to the Autozone on Silverton Road... Thankfully, Collin had left the flashlight in the truck or we wouldn't have found out about the tire until this morning which would have been way worse. (Shit happens for a reason and all that mumbo jumbo psycho babble) So we get the spare out (full size spares are a more than wise investment) and take the flat off, put the spare on and realize it is way too effing low on air. We opt to get the alternator in so Collin can then take the spare off and take it to the Shell on Park and Market to put air in it. Finally all was said and done at about 9:15pm... The alternator was in, the car runs great, and I have a full size spare on the truck until Collin can take the truck and flat tire into Schwab's tomorrow or Thursday.
Oh, what a night it was....
Okay, so if you are current with my posts you should be aware of the awesome time I had Saturday replacing Collin's alternator in the Toyota (and if you aren't current, now you know... And knowing is half the battle... GI JOE!!!.... Sorry I can't resist that.... Even if someone says, "Now you know" at work I have to finish it....). Anywhozit, Collin calls me at work yesterday around 9:15 (when he was on his way to work) and tells me that the three lights came on again on the dash to signal the alternator is having issues. GREAT!! I started stressing, because seriously what are the odds we would get a bad alternator... I called a couple shops for help and estimates in case it was something beyond the alternator. One (P&M Automotive) was no effing help whatsoever; all he could tell me is they would have to do a diagnostic check which could run up to $90... The other place I called (Advanced Automotive) was awesome! The chick on the phone was so helpful, and she actually listened to what I was saying and was rather confident we did just manage to get a bad alternator (this actually happens often on refurb parts). That made me feel a little bit better for the rest of the day.
Collin's boss let him off at four so he could get home before it got too dark (we really didn't want to fork out the cash for another tow.) so by the time I got home from work he was starting to pull the alternator out of the car. I went in the house and worked out after asking that he text me to let me know what the dealio was.... I waited.... And waited.... AND WAITED.....AND WAITED!!! But heard not a peep from him... Over an hour after he left he finally walks through the door (at this point I was starting to really worry, not just about the status of the part but more so about Collin; especially after hearing tons of sirens almost the entire time he was gone.) and natural scared reaction after assessing that a loved one is okay, I started yelling at him... Natural reaction when someone is attacking you? Yell back... This lasted all of fifteen seconds before we were both too startled by the other one's yelling to continue... Then we talked, he told me he had forgot his cell in the back seat of the truck and didn't get my texts until he got home (originally he though he had left it in the Toyota), and I explained that I was just worried since I hadn't heard anything from him. Then he told me what I had been waiting so anxiously to hear, the alternator was bad, so they gave us yet another one that Collin had to go out to the Silverton Road Autozone to get (we go to the one on Lancaster just south of State). We ate dinner and then went out to put the alternator in the car.
Collin had left the flashlight in the truck so I went over to get it. As the garage door opened, I quickly realized something was horribly wrong with the picture I was looking at.... My beautiful truck was angling badly, like some violent sinkhole had opened up in my garage.... I walked into the garage and turned on the light to find my front passenger tire completely flat.... o.O ... This was shaping up to be a shitty mother effing evening... Turns out Collin had hit something when he got to the Autozone on Silverton Road... Thankfully, Collin had left the flashlight in the truck or we wouldn't have found out about the tire until this morning which would have been way worse. (Shit happens for a reason and all that mumbo jumbo psycho babble) So we get the spare out (full size spares are a more than wise investment) and take the flat off, put the spare on and realize it is way too effing low on air. We opt to get the alternator in so Collin can then take the spare off and take it to the Shell on Park and Market to put air in it. Finally all was said and done at about 9:15pm... The alternator was in, the car runs great, and I have a full size spare on the truck until Collin can take the truck and flat tire into Schwab's tomorrow or Thursday.
Oh, what a night it was....
Sunday, January 17, 2010
You Can Take All Of Me
What a whirlwind of a weekend... It never fails that my plans changed drastically, but I was still able to get most of the stuff done that I wanted to.
(I'll apologize now this may be a little choppy, I am making dinner right now...)
My plans all changed Friday night when Collin called me right after he left work. He has been fighting a head cold/sinus infection all week, and his car started acting up as well. Well, lucky us, the car died just south of Wilsonville on I-5.... Thankfully we got AAA, and we got it towed home for under $100...But meanwhile, Collin got to spend almost an hour in his cold ass car while waiting for the tow truck (who had to come to him from Canby)... At first the plan was to tow it to Woodburn (which would have been free) and then attempt to limp it home with me following him, so Alicia drove to Woodburn in the pouring rain... I get to the Arby's parking lot near the outlet stores, called Collin, and we reassessed the plan.... It was rather unrealistic to think we could drive the car home from Woodburn so he had the tow truck driver bring it all the way home. The alternator was the probable suspect; which for any non-automotive savvy readers is the part in your car that keeps the battery charged when the car is running, bad alternator, equals no battery power, equals dead car. If it had been dry daytime, Collin would have made it home, but as it was dark and raining he had to use the headlights, the heater, and the windshield wipers (which suck the most juice from your battery... Crazy right?) which killed the battery with a quickness only seen in ninjas...
****Dinner break****
Mmmm... That was awesome: pan seared/oven roasted chicken breast, mashed potatoes, green beans, and mushroom gravy. Yum.
Anyways, so Collin got his car towed home. Saturday morning I woke up to him coughing and sniffling. His cold had worsened considerably so he had to stay home from work. I made sure he was well nourished and medicated and then went about getting the car fixed. I pulled the alternator and the battery (I had called Autozone the night before to put an alternator on hold), took the battery to Schwabs to be tested and charged, and then went to Autozone so they could test the alternator (it was dicey because even though all the symptoms screamed bad alternator, we JUST put that alternator in back in July...). I don't think I had ever been so happy to hear someone say "No bueno."(except maybe for the last time this happened... An alternator is an easy fix comparatively.) As I said we just did this in July, and we had purchased the alternator from Autozone so it was swapped out for free under the warranty... Thank god for that. Then I went and got Collin some Mucinex, and picked up the battery from Schwab's. Gave him more medicine and put the car back together.
Once the car was up and running again I made sure Collin had everything he would need and then headed to McMinnville.
My mom was happy to see me. We talked for a little bit. I paid the past due on her electric bill.... I envy her... My mother's past due on her electric bill was a whopping $28... Okay, well I don't envy her, she's having a tough time right now, but I envy her meager power bill. Then I made my excuses and went over to Rose Lodge. Spent about an hour there visiting with dad, Jenn, Jordan, and Little Miss Amanda. I cannot get over what a serene and happy baby Amanda is, and in all honesty, Jordan seems like he has actually mellowed out a bit since her arrival. He's still a terror, but not so bad...
I headed back to Salem shortly after four. Once home I made dinner. I made a spinach, tomato, artichoke pizza... It was awesome, there will be some tweeking to the recipe before I make it again. I love Rachal Ray (I got the recipe from her magazine!), she gives me tons of great ideas and tips.
Today I mostly did laundry and relaxed. Then only thing I didn't get to was working on that piece I wanted to start. It'll probably won't be until next weekend before I really get started on it. Speaking of...
I can't wait for next weekend. I get FOUR days off!! I get my regualr weekend plus Monday and Tuesday. Saturday I am getting my hair done. Sunday is still wide open. Monday Collin and I are going to Portland for an AFI concert, and spending the night at the Courtyard Marriott; which is about three blocks from the Roseland and looks awesome! It will be so nice to have a mini vacation away from everything, and especially great to get to spend time with Collin. Tuesday after we check out of the hotel we are going to pop over to IKEA! I am sooo freaking excited!
That's about it for now...
(I'll apologize now this may be a little choppy, I am making dinner right now...)
My plans all changed Friday night when Collin called me right after he left work. He has been fighting a head cold/sinus infection all week, and his car started acting up as well. Well, lucky us, the car died just south of Wilsonville on I-5.... Thankfully we got AAA, and we got it towed home for under $100...But meanwhile, Collin got to spend almost an hour in his cold ass car while waiting for the tow truck (who had to come to him from Canby)... At first the plan was to tow it to Woodburn (which would have been free) and then attempt to limp it home with me following him, so Alicia drove to Woodburn in the pouring rain... I get to the Arby's parking lot near the outlet stores, called Collin, and we reassessed the plan.... It was rather unrealistic to think we could drive the car home from Woodburn so he had the tow truck driver bring it all the way home. The alternator was the probable suspect; which for any non-automotive savvy readers is the part in your car that keeps the battery charged when the car is running, bad alternator, equals no battery power, equals dead car. If it had been dry daytime, Collin would have made it home, but as it was dark and raining he had to use the headlights, the heater, and the windshield wipers (which suck the most juice from your battery... Crazy right?) which killed the battery with a quickness only seen in ninjas...
****Dinner break****
Mmmm... That was awesome: pan seared/oven roasted chicken breast, mashed potatoes, green beans, and mushroom gravy. Yum.
Anyways, so Collin got his car towed home. Saturday morning I woke up to him coughing and sniffling. His cold had worsened considerably so he had to stay home from work. I made sure he was well nourished and medicated and then went about getting the car fixed. I pulled the alternator and the battery (I had called Autozone the night before to put an alternator on hold), took the battery to Schwabs to be tested and charged, and then went to Autozone so they could test the alternator (it was dicey because even though all the symptoms screamed bad alternator, we JUST put that alternator in back in July...). I don't think I had ever been so happy to hear someone say "No bueno."(except maybe for the last time this happened... An alternator is an easy fix comparatively.) As I said we just did this in July, and we had purchased the alternator from Autozone so it was swapped out for free under the warranty... Thank god for that. Then I went and got Collin some Mucinex, and picked up the battery from Schwab's. Gave him more medicine and put the car back together.
Once the car was up and running again I made sure Collin had everything he would need and then headed to McMinnville.
My mom was happy to see me. We talked for a little bit. I paid the past due on her electric bill.... I envy her... My mother's past due on her electric bill was a whopping $28... Okay, well I don't envy her, she's having a tough time right now, but I envy her meager power bill. Then I made my excuses and went over to Rose Lodge. Spent about an hour there visiting with dad, Jenn, Jordan, and Little Miss Amanda. I cannot get over what a serene and happy baby Amanda is, and in all honesty, Jordan seems like he has actually mellowed out a bit since her arrival. He's still a terror, but not so bad...
I headed back to Salem shortly after four. Once home I made dinner. I made a spinach, tomato, artichoke pizza... It was awesome, there will be some tweeking to the recipe before I make it again. I love Rachal Ray (I got the recipe from her magazine!), she gives me tons of great ideas and tips.
Today I mostly did laundry and relaxed. Then only thing I didn't get to was working on that piece I wanted to start. It'll probably won't be until next weekend before I really get started on it. Speaking of...
I can't wait for next weekend. I get FOUR days off!! I get my regualr weekend plus Monday and Tuesday. Saturday I am getting my hair done. Sunday is still wide open. Monday Collin and I are going to Portland for an AFI concert, and spending the night at the Courtyard Marriott; which is about three blocks from the Roseland and looks awesome! It will be so nice to have a mini vacation away from everything, and especially great to get to spend time with Collin. Tuesday after we check out of the hotel we are going to pop over to IKEA! I am sooo freaking excited!
That's about it for now...
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Maybe Then We'd Remember To Slow Down At All Of Our Favorite Parts
If you are a friend you have realized that work has been monumentally horrible thus far in January. Of course, you could be a friend and didn't happen to know... But if you read this regularly I am fairly certain I have already made it abundantly clear work sucks... Haven't I? (Well shit, now I am questioning whether or not I have aired the fact that work has been blowing giant donkey turds...)
Anyways here's the long and not so short of it (though it may be abbreviated since I actually am at work and supposed to be doing my super secret investigative work...). Plain and simple, shit has been really difficult in our industry as you can imagine with this economy. While our assignments are way up (so far in fact I wonder if I will ever get caught up...) a large portion (over one in every ten Oregonians) of society is not working, and those that are have a tendency to be in debt up to their eyeballs so we are not seeing as high of a return rate as we would have, oh say, about two to three years ago. It has been a struggle and like many other small businesses we have had to make cuts.
At the beginning of the month (last Tuesday to be exact) the owners laid off one of my favorite people, which was a blow to morale and scared the bejeebus out of the rest of us. It naturally leads one to wonder when and where the other shoe will drop. Then yesterday it was announced that no one is allowed to make up anytime they lose (whether it's due to being out ill, coming in late, or if you have an appointment scheduled) as it is "not profitable for the company." Not that I have been actively looking, but that does put a damper on wanting to. If I did score an interview somewhere I wouldn't be able to recoup the time I'd lose from being gone.... It's all so stupid and stingey and petty... But that's the way the people I work for are.
It's been "bad" like this for a while now, and especially with everything that has transpired in the last two weeks, you can imagine all (five) of us our wondering when that shoe is just going to drop out of the sky and crush us. Like I said, for now I am not seeking another job (though I do keep my eyes open for possibilities with the state and what not), I figure I will ride out this crapstorm to the end and see where it takes me. Worst case scenario? I'm out of a job and on unemployment... Best case scenario? Shit around here somehow gets a hell of a lot better and quickly... Miracles happen all the time, right? And really, the worst case scenario wouldn't truly be that horrible for me; now that I have the experience I will have an easier time getting another office job...
Last night, Collin and I did our monthly "BIG" grocery shopping (when we buy everything for meals for the next month except the fresh produce we get each week... Can't wait for the farmer's market to open up again...), and I noticed that Collin is ten times more helpful with the shopping since he has been doing the weekly stuff on his own. I think he finally realized why I had a tendency to get a little frustrated when he would space out and be of no help... Needless to say, (but I'm going to say it anyways) we actually had fun shopping. Plus, as always, it was nice just to get to be around each other.
I suppose I should get to my highly invasive work... LOL... These people deserve it (mostly). I gotta stay positive somehow...
Anyways here's the long and not so short of it (though it may be abbreviated since I actually am at work and supposed to be doing my super secret investigative work...). Plain and simple, shit has been really difficult in our industry as you can imagine with this economy. While our assignments are way up (so far in fact I wonder if I will ever get caught up...) a large portion (over one in every ten Oregonians) of society is not working, and those that are have a tendency to be in debt up to their eyeballs so we are not seeing as high of a return rate as we would have, oh say, about two to three years ago. It has been a struggle and like many other small businesses we have had to make cuts.
At the beginning of the month (last Tuesday to be exact) the owners laid off one of my favorite people, which was a blow to morale and scared the bejeebus out of the rest of us. It naturally leads one to wonder when and where the other shoe will drop. Then yesterday it was announced that no one is allowed to make up anytime they lose (whether it's due to being out ill, coming in late, or if you have an appointment scheduled) as it is "not profitable for the company." Not that I have been actively looking, but that does put a damper on wanting to. If I did score an interview somewhere I wouldn't be able to recoup the time I'd lose from being gone.... It's all so stupid and stingey and petty... But that's the way the people I work for are.
It's been "bad" like this for a while now, and especially with everything that has transpired in the last two weeks, you can imagine all (five) of us our wondering when that shoe is just going to drop out of the sky and crush us. Like I said, for now I am not seeking another job (though I do keep my eyes open for possibilities with the state and what not), I figure I will ride out this crapstorm to the end and see where it takes me. Worst case scenario? I'm out of a job and on unemployment... Best case scenario? Shit around here somehow gets a hell of a lot better and quickly... Miracles happen all the time, right? And really, the worst case scenario wouldn't truly be that horrible for me; now that I have the experience I will have an easier time getting another office job...
Last night, Collin and I did our monthly "BIG" grocery shopping (when we buy everything for meals for the next month except the fresh produce we get each week... Can't wait for the farmer's market to open up again...), and I noticed that Collin is ten times more helpful with the shopping since he has been doing the weekly stuff on his own. I think he finally realized why I had a tendency to get a little frustrated when he would space out and be of no help... Needless to say, (but I'm going to say it anyways) we actually had fun shopping. Plus, as always, it was nice just to get to be around each other.
I suppose I should get to my highly invasive work... LOL... These people deserve it (mostly). I gotta stay positive somehow...
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
There's Nothing Like Painting A Big Target On Your Back
Today was another Tuesday to be filed away with a myriad of other horrific Tuesdays... Lately Tuesday seems to be the sucky day of the week. I have always said that Tuesday serves no purpose... Tuesday is, for all intents and purposes, the red headed bastard step sibling of Monday. Hell, lately Mondays haven't really been that bad as far as work days go. Tuesdays are like a crapstorm.
OoOoOo... If I push on that muscle in my arm my fingers twitch...
I have found that I have a hard time typing the following:
SANTANA (had to type that for work one day and it took me FIVE times to get it right... Sad.)
Everyday I am amazed by yet another action or behavior I see in other people, and it's not always a good amazement either. I guess it's because over the years I have found that I prefer to be a proactive person in many aspects (obviously not in my career but there are other factors there, ask and maybe I will tell), so when I see people who are constantly unhappy with their situation, but rather than attempt to improve it they just continue the pattern that digs the rut deeper and deeper it frustrates me. I strongly believe that you do need to work for what you want in life. If you just take a laxidazical (I don't even know if that's a real word or if I spelled it properly) approach to life you will never attain your goals. One of my favorite quotes (I even used it in an office meeting recently) is by Thomas Jefferson; it basically goes like this, "Nothing in the world can stop the man with the right mental attitude; nothing in the world can help the man with the wrong mental attitude." How can I help people to change their mental attitude when they prefer to play the role of the victim? The fact of the matter: I can't, but I don't want to hear them puliing the "Woe is me." bit when shit goes south because of their choices.
I feel better and my house smells like peanut butter cookies! Yummy!
Oh and if you check the "blogs I'm following" section on my blogger profile, you'll see I added a new one today called "Sleep Talkin' Man". I just glanced at it while I was at work and I almost couldn't contain the laughter. HI-larious!
Good night my minions!
OoOoOo... If I push on that muscle in my arm my fingers twitch...
I have found that I have a hard time typing the following:
SANTANA (had to type that for work one day and it took me FIVE times to get it right... Sad.)
Everyday I am amazed by yet another action or behavior I see in other people, and it's not always a good amazement either. I guess it's because over the years I have found that I prefer to be a proactive person in many aspects (obviously not in my career but there are other factors there, ask and maybe I will tell), so when I see people who are constantly unhappy with their situation, but rather than attempt to improve it they just continue the pattern that digs the rut deeper and deeper it frustrates me. I strongly believe that you do need to work for what you want in life. If you just take a laxidazical (I don't even know if that's a real word or if I spelled it properly) approach to life you will never attain your goals. One of my favorite quotes (I even used it in an office meeting recently) is by Thomas Jefferson; it basically goes like this, "Nothing in the world can stop the man with the right mental attitude; nothing in the world can help the man with the wrong mental attitude." How can I help people to change their mental attitude when they prefer to play the role of the victim? The fact of the matter: I can't, but I don't want to hear them puliing the "Woe is me." bit when shit goes south because of their choices.
I feel better and my house smells like peanut butter cookies! Yummy!
Oh and if you check the "blogs I'm following" section on my blogger profile, you'll see I added a new one today called "Sleep Talkin' Man". I just glanced at it while I was at work and I almost couldn't contain the laughter. HI-larious!
Good night my minions!
Monday, January 11, 2010
I Am Torn...
This Monday was bearable but not super awesome... But at least I didn't spill my milk (yet).
This weekend (I know, I know... It's Monday and yes I am already planning my next weekend... Can you blame me? Didn't think so.) I am going to go see my mommy on Saturday, and then depending on when I leave there I might swing over to my dad's and see him (and Jenn and the kids). The rest of the weekend I think I will be working on a new art project.
I was inspired yesterday at Keira's party, so it will be a piece for Keira. Before leaving Heather's yesterday, she asked me if I had seen what was on the wall in Keira's room. I told her no, and she told me to go check it out. I went and poked my head in Keira's room and saw that Heather had hung a piece I did for her in high school of ballet shoes and her name. Last night it hit me, I should make Keira one with her name on it! But it's going to be totally different at the same time. I am excited. Kids are the best muses, the last piece I really completed was one I did for Cassidy this summer. It's time I got inspired again.
For a while now I have been debating getting a new piercing... I want to get my lip pierced, but I just know that it wouldn't be a good idea right now. I want to get my teeth fixed, not mess them up even more... I know I would want to chew on whatever piece of metal is there... That's why I took out my tongue piercing. The other one I am leaning towards is my eyebrow. OR getting my third holes in my ears... All of this sounds like a blast, but being reasonable we are getting our dental insurance stuff soon and I will be going into get all the xrays and shit done and typically they ask you to take off all jewelry... Unless that's changed... So the next piercing might have to wait a bit. And maybe I can make up my mind by that time.
Now to go chill with the honey... There probably was more I wanted to add to this, but my sexy husband has successfully distracted me entirely (just by being home!).
This weekend (I know, I know... It's Monday and yes I am already planning my next weekend... Can you blame me? Didn't think so.) I am going to go see my mommy on Saturday, and then depending on when I leave there I might swing over to my dad's and see him (and Jenn and the kids). The rest of the weekend I think I will be working on a new art project.
I was inspired yesterday at Keira's party, so it will be a piece for Keira. Before leaving Heather's yesterday, she asked me if I had seen what was on the wall in Keira's room. I told her no, and she told me to go check it out. I went and poked my head in Keira's room and saw that Heather had hung a piece I did for her in high school of ballet shoes and her name. Last night it hit me, I should make Keira one with her name on it! But it's going to be totally different at the same time. I am excited. Kids are the best muses, the last piece I really completed was one I did for Cassidy this summer. It's time I got inspired again.
For a while now I have been debating getting a new piercing... I want to get my lip pierced, but I just know that it wouldn't be a good idea right now. I want to get my teeth fixed, not mess them up even more... I know I would want to chew on whatever piece of metal is there... That's why I took out my tongue piercing. The other one I am leaning towards is my eyebrow. OR getting my third holes in my ears... All of this sounds like a blast, but being reasonable we are getting our dental insurance stuff soon and I will be going into get all the xrays and shit done and typically they ask you to take off all jewelry... Unless that's changed... So the next piercing might have to wait a bit. And maybe I can make up my mind by that time.
Now to go chill with the honey... There probably was more I wanted to add to this, but my sexy husband has successfully distracted me entirely (just by being home!).
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Separating Coffee Filters and Other Such Nonsense
This has been an awesome weekend...
Yesterday, I lazed around the house and played video games and did laundry. It was relaxing. At some point though I fucked up and did something to get a nerve pinched right inside my right shoulder blade.... It hurt so freaking bad last night I barely slept and I almost threw up half a dozen times from the pain. When I couldn't bear it anymore I got up and took some ibuprofen and thankfully was able to catch a couple hours of sleep.
Today was great. Kristina and Miss Em came over before Keira's birthday party and we went and got coffee and talked. I love having someone I can talk to other than my husband, you know? Someone outside of... What she's outside of, I really don't know... But you meant what I knew (and yes I realize what I just said, don't be a Debbie Downer...). Back to the tale. After chatting and getting our coffee on, we went back to my house ('cause I forgot my camera) and then off to Heather's for Keira's second birthday party. It was great seeing everyone and all their sickeningly adorable children. Keira is great, Jordyn is adorable, Parker was funny, Emily was cute (as always), and Lola was so eager to help Keira unwrap presents! Keira had the cutest outfit on, and Parker had on the most adorable shirt. Jordyn reminded me of Amanda (they are only a couple weeks apart) since she is such a serene and happy baby. Emily is one of the most polite and well behaved four year olds I have EVER met. All of this gives me hope that when I do decide to have a child, there is a high likelihood he or she will be not as evil as my nephew was... LOL. Now I just need to upload all the pictures I took on Facebook. And yes, my shoulder still hurts, but I hope it will get better.
For dinner I made a pork roast in the slow cooker, with mashed potatoes, green beans, and gravy made from the roast's juices. It turned out perfect!
One of my goals for 2010 is to try new foods and recipes. A couple that we will be trying in the next month (mind you, these are all things I will be cooking at home, not take out.) are spinach tomato and artichoke pizza, mushroom spinach turnovers, and portabello stirfry. I also want to learn to more about wine and hopefully try going to a wine tasting or two.
Collin is home! Yay!
Yesterday, I lazed around the house and played video games and did laundry. It was relaxing. At some point though I fucked up and did something to get a nerve pinched right inside my right shoulder blade.... It hurt so freaking bad last night I barely slept and I almost threw up half a dozen times from the pain. When I couldn't bear it anymore I got up and took some ibuprofen and thankfully was able to catch a couple hours of sleep.
Today was great. Kristina and Miss Em came over before Keira's birthday party and we went and got coffee and talked. I love having someone I can talk to other than my husband, you know? Someone outside of... What she's outside of, I really don't know... But you meant what I knew (and yes I realize what I just said, don't be a Debbie Downer...). Back to the tale. After chatting and getting our coffee on, we went back to my house ('cause I forgot my camera) and then off to Heather's for Keira's second birthday party. It was great seeing everyone and all their sickeningly adorable children. Keira is great, Jordyn is adorable, Parker was funny, Emily was cute (as always), and Lola was so eager to help Keira unwrap presents! Keira had the cutest outfit on, and Parker had on the most adorable shirt. Jordyn reminded me of Amanda (they are only a couple weeks apart) since she is such a serene and happy baby. Emily is one of the most polite and well behaved four year olds I have EVER met. All of this gives me hope that when I do decide to have a child, there is a high likelihood he or she will be not as evil as my nephew was... LOL. Now I just need to upload all the pictures I took on Facebook. And yes, my shoulder still hurts, but I hope it will get better.
For dinner I made a pork roast in the slow cooker, with mashed potatoes, green beans, and gravy made from the roast's juices. It turned out perfect!
One of my goals for 2010 is to try new foods and recipes. A couple that we will be trying in the next month (mind you, these are all things I will be cooking at home, not take out.) are spinach tomato and artichoke pizza, mushroom spinach turnovers, and portabello stirfry. I also want to learn to more about wine and hopefully try going to a wine tasting or two.
Collin is home! Yay!
Friday, January 8, 2010
If Only You Could See All That Has Passed Before My Eyes
I am utterly thankful that this week has reached its end. Tomorrow shall be filled with sleeping in, running a couple minor errands, doing laundry, and playing on the PS3. Sunday will be a fun filled day (especially the second half when K is here!!! I seriously cannot express how happy I am that you are back in Oregon [I know you're reading this]) of my weekly ritual sacrifice of the Sunday paper (I am an avid coupon clipper) and going to Keira's birthday party.
This past week seems like it has been a month. All the craziness... I hope everything settles.
Last night I had the weirdest dream, but first some background so that the dream (in a way) will make sense. A husband and wife own the company I work for; the wife works from their house in South Salem and the husband typically comes and goes at the office; running errands, getting supplies, going to court, and what not. As I said, she works from the house and we rarely, if ever, see her at the office (when she does decide to grace us with her presence it is shear terror as to why she felt the need to come in...). Her husband comes and goes, but on the average day brings the mail from the post office around 10ish. If he is there before then it is typically because he has court early, he is delivering statements, or something is wrong. Well, yesterday morning shortly after Renee and I get there he shows up and says that we need to get off the system and starts telling me how this report didn't run and they think something is wrong with the server and omg the world is going to implode and we are all going to burn in the sun... Okay not so much, but you get my point. Turns out the report didn't print because he was pulling the wrong report and was not following the directions posted on the WALL ABOVE HIS DESK!!!... Needless to say I was a little miffed but laughed it off. He's old and technology scares the bejebus out of him. Another reason we don't like to see him that early is because then he is like captain bringdown and a major negative nancy, and he stalks up and down the hallways like a prison guard... Our office is only so big so I guess it's more like pacing... I digress... So now you have some background on why the following was so odd....
~*~*~*~*~Fade to Dream Sequence with cheesy music and ripple fade out~*~*~*~*~
I was standing on the "porch" at the office with the girls smoking before we got to work. We turned as we heard footsteps on the sidewalk to see the boss-dude walking up to the door. We let out a quick collective groan as it was barely 8:30 and way too early for him to be there. He walks up carrying an egg salad sandwich in a plastic baggie and something else in a gallon size plastic baggie (maybe veggies or something), and I knew this was a bad sign that he intended on staying at the office ALL DAY LONG... After he walked into the office we all looked at each other and almost all at once asked if the others knew why the hell he was there so early.
~*~*~*~*~Fade back to Reality~*~*~*~*~
And that was it... Now after reading the background some of it may not seem so weird, and this next bit is probably going to make no sense at all; the reason I KNEW it was a dream was because he had the egg salad sandwich... Bizarre yet utterly true... *Rolls eyes and shakes head at self*....
It's 10pm do you know where you're Katamari is?
This past week seems like it has been a month. All the craziness... I hope everything settles.
Last night I had the weirdest dream, but first some background so that the dream (in a way) will make sense. A husband and wife own the company I work for; the wife works from their house in South Salem and the husband typically comes and goes at the office; running errands, getting supplies, going to court, and what not. As I said, she works from the house and we rarely, if ever, see her at the office (when she does decide to grace us with her presence it is shear terror as to why she felt the need to come in...). Her husband comes and goes, but on the average day brings the mail from the post office around 10ish. If he is there before then it is typically because he has court early, he is delivering statements, or something is wrong. Well, yesterday morning shortly after Renee and I get there he shows up and says that we need to get off the system and starts telling me how this report didn't run and they think something is wrong with the server and omg the world is going to implode and we are all going to burn in the sun... Okay not so much, but you get my point. Turns out the report didn't print because he was pulling the wrong report and was not following the directions posted on the WALL ABOVE HIS DESK!!!... Needless to say I was a little miffed but laughed it off. He's old and technology scares the bejebus out of him. Another reason we don't like to see him that early is because then he is like captain bringdown and a major negative nancy, and he stalks up and down the hallways like a prison guard... Our office is only so big so I guess it's more like pacing... I digress... So now you have some background on why the following was so odd....
~*~*~*~*~Fade to Dream Sequence with cheesy music and ripple fade out~*~*~*~*~
I was standing on the "porch" at the office with the girls smoking before we got to work. We turned as we heard footsteps on the sidewalk to see the boss-dude walking up to the door. We let out a quick collective groan as it was barely 8:30 and way too early for him to be there. He walks up carrying an egg salad sandwich in a plastic baggie and something else in a gallon size plastic baggie (maybe veggies or something), and I knew this was a bad sign that he intended on staying at the office ALL DAY LONG... After he walked into the office we all looked at each other and almost all at once asked if the others knew why the hell he was there so early.
~*~*~*~*~Fade back to Reality~*~*~*~*~
And that was it... Now after reading the background some of it may not seem so weird, and this next bit is probably going to make no sense at all; the reason I KNEW it was a dream was because he had the egg salad sandwich... Bizarre yet utterly true... *Rolls eyes and shakes head at self*....
It's 10pm do you know where you're Katamari is?
Not Tonight, Bitches! Not Tonight!
Last night actually... They didn't win this time! HA! Fucking coffee gnomes...
Coffee gnomes are kindred to the underpant gnomes. They come out at night and fuck up your coffee maker if you have it pre-set for the morning.
Tuesday night, I know I set up the coffee and put the "delay brew" function on, but when I came out of the bathroom at 6:21 the next morning the coffee hadn't brewed (the delay time is set for 6:10)... I was all, "WTF? I know I set this shit up right..." But then turned on the pot and just let it go... Maybe I did forget...
Wednesday night, I set up the coffee and put the "delay brew" function ON. I made sure like three times that the little indicator light was on... Thursday morning, come out of bathroom, and yes, the coffee pot was on and had brewed.... HOT WATER!!! I know I put the filter and coffee in.... I KNOW I DID! But I opened the top and there was none...
I know I am not crazy... (Okay, okay... Maybe I am but...) I could of sworn that on both occasions I set the fucking coffee pot up like I always do.... And that is why I believe in the Coffee Gnomes... Fear them, they know just how to fuck up your day by messing with your precious first cup of coffee.
Last night I triumphed though, coffee was set and good to go, and the pot was fully brewed this morning. (Not just hot water!) Go me!
Coffee gnomes are kindred to the underpant gnomes. They come out at night and fuck up your coffee maker if you have it pre-set for the morning.
Tuesday night, I know I set up the coffee and put the "delay brew" function on, but when I came out of the bathroom at 6:21 the next morning the coffee hadn't brewed (the delay time is set for 6:10)... I was all, "WTF? I know I set this shit up right..." But then turned on the pot and just let it go... Maybe I did forget...
Wednesday night, I set up the coffee and put the "delay brew" function ON. I made sure like three times that the little indicator light was on... Thursday morning, come out of bathroom, and yes, the coffee pot was on and had brewed.... HOT WATER!!! I know I put the filter and coffee in.... I KNOW I DID! But I opened the top and there was none...
I know I am not crazy... (Okay, okay... Maybe I am but...) I could of sworn that on both occasions I set the fucking coffee pot up like I always do.... And that is why I believe in the Coffee Gnomes... Fear them, they know just how to fuck up your day by messing with your precious first cup of coffee.
Last night I triumphed though, coffee was set and good to go, and the pot was fully brewed this morning. (Not just hot water!) Go me!
Thursday, January 7, 2010
I've Got No Time For Feeling Sorry
That is so fucking true it's not even funny. Work has been a nightmare this week. The stress is fucking killing me. It's making me depressed, anxious, angry, and causing me to foam at the mouth... Okay not so much the last part, but you get what I mean.
Home is a safe haven. But there have been moments of frustration there as well. I don't know if it's work tension spilling over, or if maybe it's me. I don't know. I just know that it is making me feel a billion times worse. Then when I do express any form of what's getting to me I immediately feel guilty for sharing my burden. In the same breath I can't keep letting it build and build inside of me like this. Some day the dam will burst and with my luck it will be at the most inopportune moment imaginable... Or it will be a repeat of the days before Christmas, and I can't handle that kind of a drain.
So what the fuck do I do with all of it? Do I just pour it all out here? Someone would have me committed if I started doing that, when it gets this bad I become a very dark and twisty person. This is the most dangerous time because it is when one of the loudest voices in my head starts screaming, "Fuck it! Fuck it all and just stay in bed. Nothing can hurt you here." Yet I know that would accomplish nothing, nor would I feel better. Focusing on the positive is falling flat lately.
I know that if I don't find an outlet; a way to deal with all this emotion and just keep pushing it aside my insomnia will come back because my brain will be trying to deal with all the shit I keep pushing out of the way...
I think I need to reevaluate some of the things in my life... Or something to realign myself back to where I was mentally and emotionally... Maybe it's just seasonal depression, ask me how I feel in the spring time and we'll see. Ha.
Maybe watching Jerry Springer will cheer me up. It generally put me into perspective about how un-sucky my life is. LOL. This helps too.
Home is a safe haven. But there have been moments of frustration there as well. I don't know if it's work tension spilling over, or if maybe it's me. I don't know. I just know that it is making me feel a billion times worse. Then when I do express any form of what's getting to me I immediately feel guilty for sharing my burden. In the same breath I can't keep letting it build and build inside of me like this. Some day the dam will burst and with my luck it will be at the most inopportune moment imaginable... Or it will be a repeat of the days before Christmas, and I can't handle that kind of a drain.
So what the fuck do I do with all of it? Do I just pour it all out here? Someone would have me committed if I started doing that, when it gets this bad I become a very dark and twisty person. This is the most dangerous time because it is when one of the loudest voices in my head starts screaming, "Fuck it! Fuck it all and just stay in bed. Nothing can hurt you here." Yet I know that would accomplish nothing, nor would I feel better. Focusing on the positive is falling flat lately.
I know that if I don't find an outlet; a way to deal with all this emotion and just keep pushing it aside my insomnia will come back because my brain will be trying to deal with all the shit I keep pushing out of the way...
I think I need to reevaluate some of the things in my life... Or something to realign myself back to where I was mentally and emotionally... Maybe it's just seasonal depression, ask me how I feel in the spring time and we'll see. Ha.
Maybe watching Jerry Springer will cheer me up. It generally put me into perspective about how un-sucky my life is. LOL. This helps too.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
I Apparently Got 17% Sexier By Walking In The Door...
At least that's what that commercial lead me to believe, and surely the media would not trick me just so I like whatever they are selling... Right? (the commercial was for downtown Portland, which is where I am headed in three weeks for a mini vacay)...
New Years rocked... Kristina came over, we went to Autummn's, barbequed, watched people set off fireworks, and then soaked in the hot tub for almost three hours. It was soooo freaking relaxing. I had a blast hanging out with the girls. I missed Collin not being there, but at the same time it was great to go out. I got home shortly before 4am... I then climbed into bed and slept until 12:45... When I did drag myself out of bed I spent the remainder of the first day of 2010 watching a bunch of random Netflix movies on the PS3 and crocheting hats... Loads of hats...
Saturday I went to the store and got some stuff for some things. Went and saw Renee for a bit. Then went home watched more random movies and crocheted even more hats.... I should take pictures of the hats before I take them in to try and sell them. Did my laundry (go me!). Made a killer awesome chicken bacon alfredo pizza for dinner.
"HEY EVERYBODY I'M INVISIBLE!!"...
"Oh no you're not..."
Sorry watching Family Guy.
Today, I went shopping with Drea (Renee's daughter) at the mall. Got some stuff at Kohl's including a WICKED AWESOME new purse (I love shopping with Drea). I got a really cute black Elle purse (I'll have to take a picture at some point and put it on FB) that was regularly priced at $69.00! Thanks to my bargain hunting shopping buddy, I got it for 80% off, so an uber cheap $13.80. Then I went to Torrid and got some really cute tops. Also on sale. It was great to go shopping (and no, I didn't go crazy... I was responsible with the spending.). Drea is totally my new shopping partner.
For dinner I made a turkey breast, whole wheat crimini mushroom stuffing, crimini mushroom gravy, and corn. It was delicious! And will make for a great lunch tomorrow too (I am cheap and very VERY rarely buy lunch, plus the money I save by eating leftovers equals more fun stuff I can buy and do).
Collin's schedule changed again... Now he's back to five eight hour days. 10am-7pm Friday through Tuesday. The upside: getting to see him more in the evenings. The downside: I know there will still be times when he is asked to stay late (until 9 or 10pm) like tonight.... The first night of the new schedule, which I was SOOO excited about (he would have been home by eight), and he ends up having to work until 9... Yay for the overtime, but boo for the less hubby-wifey time. In fact it's after 9:30 now and he still hasn't left work...
"Don't let her see that you're suffocating... Gasping... Don't give her the satisfaction..."
Okay, now American Dad is on.
"Sorry I only have one emotional level to my voice!!!"
I tried out a couple new programs on the elliptical this weekend... They totally kicked my ass. Which is a good thing because the programs I was doing were getting to be way too easy. You know what I mean? I had got to the point with the other programs that I barely even felt like I had worked out... Now, I really feel it. In a good way.
I like my bagels like I like my meat; well done.
In the hallway, there is an access hole up into the "attic" area. It is sealed for all intents and purposes. But every now and then my mind plays disturbing little tricks on me and I swear it looks as though the cover has been moved or something... THEN I start to imagine that there is a monster in the attic trying to escape...
Speaking of monsters... We had to put Carl in the laundry room because fur-face decided she wanted to try and eat Carl, and I don't want her getting sick. Since she was evidently craving greens I had Collin pick up some cat grass. Spoiled little bitch... I also got her a new collar this weekend. Someday I would love to get her a little friend (be it another little cat for her to smack around or a dog for her to put the fear of Her into...), but that will probably have to wait until we get our own house. Definitely need to expose her to another animal before we have a baby... She doesn't seem to like kids as it is... Just ask my niece.
Hasta la pasta beetches!
Random ending right?
Good night!
New Years rocked... Kristina came over, we went to Autummn's, barbequed, watched people set off fireworks, and then soaked in the hot tub for almost three hours. It was soooo freaking relaxing. I had a blast hanging out with the girls. I missed Collin not being there, but at the same time it was great to go out. I got home shortly before 4am... I then climbed into bed and slept until 12:45... When I did drag myself out of bed I spent the remainder of the first day of 2010 watching a bunch of random Netflix movies on the PS3 and crocheting hats... Loads of hats...
Saturday I went to the store and got some stuff for some things. Went and saw Renee for a bit. Then went home watched more random movies and crocheted even more hats.... I should take pictures of the hats before I take them in to try and sell them. Did my laundry (go me!). Made a killer awesome chicken bacon alfredo pizza for dinner.
"HEY EVERYBODY I'M INVISIBLE!!"...
"Oh no you're not..."
Sorry watching Family Guy.
Today, I went shopping with Drea (Renee's daughter) at the mall. Got some stuff at Kohl's including a WICKED AWESOME new purse (I love shopping with Drea). I got a really cute black Elle purse (I'll have to take a picture at some point and put it on FB) that was regularly priced at $69.00! Thanks to my bargain hunting shopping buddy, I got it for 80% off, so an uber cheap $13.80. Then I went to Torrid and got some really cute tops. Also on sale. It was great to go shopping (and no, I didn't go crazy... I was responsible with the spending.). Drea is totally my new shopping partner.
For dinner I made a turkey breast, whole wheat crimini mushroom stuffing, crimini mushroom gravy, and corn. It was delicious! And will make for a great lunch tomorrow too (I am cheap and very VERY rarely buy lunch, plus the money I save by eating leftovers equals more fun stuff I can buy and do).
Collin's schedule changed again... Now he's back to five eight hour days. 10am-7pm Friday through Tuesday. The upside: getting to see him more in the evenings. The downside: I know there will still be times when he is asked to stay late (until 9 or 10pm) like tonight.... The first night of the new schedule, which I was SOOO excited about (he would have been home by eight), and he ends up having to work until 9... Yay for the overtime, but boo for the less hubby-wifey time. In fact it's after 9:30 now and he still hasn't left work...
"Don't let her see that you're suffocating... Gasping... Don't give her the satisfaction..."
Okay, now American Dad is on.
"Sorry I only have one emotional level to my voice!!!"
I tried out a couple new programs on the elliptical this weekend... They totally kicked my ass. Which is a good thing because the programs I was doing were getting to be way too easy. You know what I mean? I had got to the point with the other programs that I barely even felt like I had worked out... Now, I really feel it. In a good way.
I like my bagels like I like my meat; well done.
In the hallway, there is an access hole up into the "attic" area. It is sealed for all intents and purposes. But every now and then my mind plays disturbing little tricks on me and I swear it looks as though the cover has been moved or something... THEN I start to imagine that there is a monster in the attic trying to escape...
Speaking of monsters... We had to put Carl in the laundry room because fur-face decided she wanted to try and eat Carl, and I don't want her getting sick. Since she was evidently craving greens I had Collin pick up some cat grass. Spoiled little bitch... I also got her a new collar this weekend. Someday I would love to get her a little friend (be it another little cat for her to smack around or a dog for her to put the fear of Her into...), but that will probably have to wait until we get our own house. Definitely need to expose her to another animal before we have a baby... She doesn't seem to like kids as it is... Just ask my niece.
Hasta la pasta beetches!
Random ending right?
Good night!
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