More Effort

I need to put forth more effort into writing on here. Even if it is just blah nothing. I need to exercise my creative stuff. See! The fact that I used the word "stuff" is depressing.



Here are some fun things in a nutshell. Hey Look! I'm in a nutshell.



-Tomorrow night is New Years Eve. I know it will be fun b/c my friend LF is there and she is such a great person to party with. We ususally are the girls that start the dancing. (note to self...don't pull a BBC Party act)



-I got a Wii and Guitar Hero for Christmas. I haven't stopped playing it yet. I stayed up until 1am just jamming. I LOVE playing Weezer on Medium. I find myself moving the guitar like a true Rock Star. I'm not even lying to you when I say what I'm about to type. When I was done with a song last night I turned to my cat and said outloud, "I know!! I had no idea this could be so much fun alone" Right after I said that is when I realized I would make a GREAT cat lady someday.



-My friend from Germany is in town and I haven't seen him in 2 years. I'm going to have dinner tonight and then drinks before I go to the airport tomorrow. But as Karen said, "don't get drunk". She knows me so well. Love You!



-Work was lonely today. Everyone is gone. Everyone = Cool People. If they're not gone for holiday vaca, they are gone b/c they popped out a kid. sigh.



In conclusion my friends, what you have read today is a promise to write at least 3 blogs a week for 2009. I would really like one a day, but come on. We all know I'm hungover to much. Oh' which brings me to my next promise.

How to Save $$ for the Holidays, My Style

Here is a simple guide on how to spend an evening in Dallas and barely pay for anything.*

*this might not work for you the first couple of times 100% like shown below. my friend Karen and i have been practicing this act for almost 2 years now.

Step 1: Pick the night of the year that has the sleeting and such bad ice that no one else is out. Oh' and be prepared to freeze.

Step 2: Make sure that your dollar bills don't work as well in a parking machine so that when you try to pay, the man behind you gets frustrated and says he will just put it on his card. Thank him and scurry off into the cold.

(this is the part where you start to freeze...walk carefully and lose feelings in your hands. Its ok, you get the feeling back)

Step 3: Do go to dinner...but don't order alcohol. I know, it may seem a little "odd" to some that it is an option. But just do it...trust me. It will work itself out later.

Step 4: Pay bill and venture back out into the North Pole to walk again to another venue. Now when you get the box office, make sure you get in the wrong line. You know the one. The line that doesn't move.

(you start freezing again)

Step 5: Once you get to the front of the line, make sure that when your friend from the band you are seeing said that they you put you on the list, that he really didn't. This will create tension for the other people behind you in line as well as let the rest of your legs go completely numb. Now...as the lady all toasty in the box office searches for your name slowly...take advantage of this moment and have one of you call your friend in Vegas to pull the, "dude! i thought we were on the list??"

Step 6: Excuse yourself from the line as phone calls are made. This will allow the people behind you to pay for their tickets.

(you now are waiting for the other manager that is in town to come down to the box office to fix things. this is when you stop chatting and just zone off. you are a frozen block of human flesh)

Step 7: Remember that you should check back at the box office and bump into eachother to allow movement. Make sure you go to the same lady so she can KNOW that you weren't trying to pull one over on her. Get you 4 free tickets for all 2 of you and go inside.

Step 8: You are now thawing off at your table and the watier has approached you. Smile, it's forced, but smile. Throw out a "Heeeeeey" and make some joke about how you would kill for a shot! and be sure to mention how "ugggggggh cold" you are. This will build your relationship with watier very quickly.

Step 9: Now when the watier comes back with your water to get your real order, be sure to ask right away, "what he likes best". This will make him have to talk to you and also think about what drink he is about to suggest. Let's face it..he recommends it and you don't like it...he buys it. Both of you order a seperate drink of the ones he suggested.

::this list isn't so simple anymore, oh well...i'm still going::

Step 10: When you get your drinks, take one drink and then switch. He will notice the change and wonder if he gave you the wrong ones. You joke that he did, then tell him no (laugh and touch his arm) and tell him you just switched drinks. This is also your time to ask if one of his other tables opens closer to the stage if he will move you guys. You want to be close to the show...but keep him as your waiter.

(you are moved to a new/closer table in 5 mins)

Step 11: Now this is were it gets fun. You ask the watier if he wants to play a game. This will peak his interest as well as take his mind off of working. It can be any game. Guess which artist we are here to see, guess my age (good one), guess if that couple across the aisle are "just friends" or banging. You know...games. And there has to be a prize. But let HIM pick the prize. Don't suggest anything...let him.

Step 12: Keep this up through out the night. You will soon find that when he has down town it is your table that he is coming to and sitting down to have his break. You know you are doing good when he starts coming up with his own games for you to play and drinks start appearing when you don't order them.

Step 13: The final step is to ask what his work schduele is on a regular basis b/c you would like to come back in again some time and would love to have him as your server. After he tells you, say you are ready for your tab.

Now if you followed all the steps and when you did detour, get back on track you should get the best response that Karen and I love to hear:

"ah..don't worry about it. You guys made my night more enjoyable. Thank You! Its on me"

Total for the whole night $9.04 I spend at dinner.

Saturday

I woke up at 9:23am today. Pretty sure it was more like 9:19am though. I remember blinking my eyes twice as I opened them for the first time today. I was laying on my left side and facing the closet door. My shirt that I wore to work on Thursday was laying on the edge of the bed. "I thought I hung that up?" Guess I made the bed Thursday night with the shirt in the bed as I changed quickly after work for my Kickball game. I blinked a couple more times and let my eyes focus on my stripped sheets. That is when I rolled over and looked at my phone to see it was 9:23am.

I rolled out of bed and started the water for my shower. I'm always in a better mood when I'm so fresh and so clean clean. Tonight is our company party and not sure if I really want to go. I HAVE to go so I don't have a choice. My friend from kickball said he would go...haven't heard form him. My ex (no...not him) said he would go if I couldn't find anyone else, but not sure. He already has plans with our other 2 friends. I would be lying if I said I don't miss hanging out with them. the 4 of us hung out a lot. I miss that. Alas...I really don't want a pity friend date.

There is nothing else to do today except get ready for tonight which is....oh! I have to be there in 5 hours. I still don't know what i'm going to do or wear. I should be cleaning. Nah. I have a load in the washer that needs to be put in the dryer but that is soooooooooo far away at this point. Man I'm Lazy today.

I'm going to go see Roger on Monday at HOB with my friend Karen. Last year we went and that is how the whole thing got started with our crazy nights of groupie love. Here is a picture of last year!

Christopher Robin's Swing by Disney

I painted my living room and dining room today. They share one wall and I had planned on painting just that one shared wall. However, after seeing something I didn't want to see today, I had tons of energy and frustrating to kill so I went for all 5 walls. Paint Paint Paint. I love it! Very happy I did it.

So here are the mishaps of my painting, you know there would have to be some. The first one was me just being me and bracing my hand on one wall to get to the other only to forget I had just painted that wall. Niiiiiiiiiiiice. The second one I have no idea how it happened. I went to go wash my hand of the tiny paint I just got on my nail. I learned the hard way months ago that if you wait until you are done to wash it off....it doesn't just come off. Anyway, I went to the bathroom. Wash washing my hands and glanced in the mirror. The top of my head had Christopher Robin's Swing color all down the middle. How in the world??? ugh I just left that one, Pantene can take care of that.

Now the third was classic. I was painting and my cat who had been very good came and sat down next to the can. I watched him closesly wondering if I should move him. Nahhh. (famous last words) He looked at me, flipped his tail, and bagooosh. Grey cat tail right in the paint. It was like a cat tail paint brush. Without thinking I yelled, "Ashe No!" Startled he jumpled up and started running away. Great. I dropped my paint roller and went after him. Caught him in the kitchen. He ran past the tan sofa, through the dinining room with all the living room furniture stacked, over the piano bench without getting any paint on anything. Thank Goodness.

I then got to hold him down in the sink while trying to get the goop off. That was fun. Let me tell you. Needless to say, it was ok. Next weekend....the kitchen.

Frustrated

I'm trying to watch The Hills online at lunch b/c I didn't watch it last night and it won't pull up! I'm so frustrated. I hit the refresh button but nothing happens. So irritating. Especially b/c all I want to do is watch how awful Spencer is to reassure me that Heidi is the supidest girl alive and not me.

Next on my list is a girl we will call her Christnoir. She called today to see if I had followed up with my clients about donations for a charity event in November. I'm sorry, I have been out of the country and then sick the month of September...that wasn't high on my list. Of course I didn't really say it like that. I did more of a, "i'm working on it" I got the reply back of, "if you can't do your part we will have to replace you." Really?? Can you replace a volunteer? Not sure on that one. Without a skip in my voice I smiled over the phone and said, "ok - I'll email you my updates" I'm not going to beg her not to, she won't replace me. Whatever! Empty Lies. So I got my list together and am looking forward to emailing her the updates.

Back From Holiday Blues

I knew going into my trip that I would come back and be down for awhile. What I didn't plan on was me getting strep throat, and ending a year relationship that wasn't really a relationship to begin with but alas...it is over. It's an odd feeling to know that something is right, but hurts so bad at the same time. The past week is a blur. I'm sure it is combined with the fact that I was on Darvocet. A pain killer that caused my head to swirl and my dreams to involve Turkish dancers with donkey blankets.

Yeah...I know how crazy that sounds.

I think I'm going to have a black fall. I had a black summer once. It wasn't fun, but that is just the way life happens sometimes. I need to get ready for my lack of desire to go home. The idea of not working on Saturday and Sunday feels like a death sentence and I look at the TV Guide prayer there will be something to watch. Today my wish is that my head would stop splitting in half. The left side of my head is pounding and running down my neck. I have been popping pills since Sunday in hopes that it would stop, but you can't stop a stressed induced emotional crying headache. It stays.

Here are some pictures of my trip that seems so far away at the moment. I look back and the pictures and I see myself as someone that had no clue my life was about to unravel in a couple of weeks. I was with my girlfriends and happy.

I'm Going To Post This If It Kills Me

It’s very frustrating to not be able to write and be read. I can’t log on to the internet at home anymore and that is when I do my “to myself” thinking. I have been texting my friend Angela from college tonight about our up and coming trip. I am beside myself on my feelings. There are 4 of us going a week early and hanging out in Italy. The rest of the girls are meeting us in Venice for the cruise to Greece, Turkey, and Croatia. I figured if I’m going to pay the money to fly there, I might as well make my flight worth it. Lost track of my point. My point is that I can’t log on to the internet so I can’t even email this to me. I am writing this on my personal laptop and have to figure out how I can get it to my work computer and post it on my blog without using company property. Blaaaaaaaaaah.

I’m getting into the spirit of Italy tonight by making homemade pizza, drinking merlot, and….iboughtfourpairofshoesonmywayhomefromworktonight. I figured if I wrote it fast it doesn’t mean it really happened. But OH ARE THEY CUTE. I got a pair of brown sandals, red pumps, tan pumps, and brown sport tennis. I justified the brown sandals as they would go with my dress I brought to wear in Greece. The red pumps because I can’t wear white after labor day. The tan pumps…ditto. No white after labor day. And the brown sport tennis were a part of the buy one get one half off. I was odd numbered.

The girls I’m going with I LOVE. They are the type of girls/friends/sisters that I will always be friends with. I hate the fact that I live in Texas when it comes to the G Phi B’s. I know without a doubt I am missing out on so much. But the fact that I don’t live there, don’t live with them (some of them are roommies) and don’t talk to them doesn’t make a difference. When we get together….it is so much fun. The last trip I went on with them was to Las Vegas for New Years 2007. It was so much fun! I’m pretty sure I have a post on MySpace about it somewhere.

But tonight it is just me, my pizza, wine, and this. Man that sounds sad. I would normally add my cat Ashe but only makes it worse. Really I would be hanging out with my friend Mark, but he has Jury Duty and needs a good nights rest. Whatever that is suppose to mean.

Have I mention how much I am getting tired of people telling me the following:

"you are going to have so much fun on your trip! That is so cool that you are single, and no kids. You can do whatever you want. You don't have to worry about anyone waiting for you, or depending on you. Oh! to be single and free."

I'm not sure how to take that anymore. At first I took it as a positive thing. After about the 13th time I'm taking it as a reminder that no one will care that I'm gone.

I WAS ABLE TO LOG ON! Take that internet gnomes. BooYah!

My Cat Ashe

This is my cat Ashe.

The letter e is silent, pronounced Ash. I didnt name him, my ex-boyfriend from college did. I'm a single parent with a dead beat dad. Ashe is 6 years old and hasn't seen/heard from his dad since he was 2. It is for the better. Anyway, Ashe is my baby. He greets me when I come home with his little face in the window as soon as the garage door opens. When I leave in the morning its hard sometimes to drive off and watch the garage door close with his little face in the window again. It even makes it worse when you can see he is meowing, but of course I can't hear him. This may sound silly to some. It's just a CAT! An animal, not a human. But to me...he is all I got. Until I have a child of my own, Ashe is my child.

So I'm going out of town for 2 and half weeks and can't leave him all alone. The only people I trust to watch him both have cats of their own and Ashe doesn't play well with others. That only leaves me 1 option. He has to go to the country with his grandparents. aka...my parents. Ashe LOVES it there. A big house with a long hallway that he can pick up speed and actually run through the house. Plenty of large wooden pieces of furniture that he can crawl under. My mom likes it b/c he cleans. He comes out with cobwebs on his wiskers. It really is funny. And then he sneezes.

This brings me to my choices. I mentioned to my manager that I have to take my cat to my parents this weekend and I wasn't looking forward to driving to Oklahoma and back all in one day. I already have plans Sunday and Monday so Saturday is my only option. Well, this morning my manager said that if I wanted to leave at 2pm on Friday to get a head start on my drive to Oklahoma, maybe I could go, stay the night, see my niece and drive back Saturday instead of the same day. Not a bad idea!

I accepted her 2pm leave time, but the more I think about it...I don't want to drive tomorrow night after a day of work. Ugh. I have one of the worst cars for long distance driving. So do I leave at 2pm and actually drive? or do leave at the normal holiday time of 3:30pm and drive early Saturday morning and back Saturday afternoon.

I guess I will have to wait to see how I feel tomorrow.

Here are a couple pictures of Ashe. I think he could be a cat model....seriously. He takes good pictures for a cat!

Reasons

I'm starting this whole blog world thing for a couple of reasons.

1. I like to write.
2. Sharing stories is something I don't keep from others.
3. I can't get on MySpace anymore and I need something fun to do as a break.
4. I want to.

So, with that being said, let the blogging begin.

Today has started off ok. I was slightly late for work, but only if you are counting the fact that I was asked to come in early to blow up balloons. I really did forget. Then I was just told to avoid a certain section of the floor because everyone is getting sick. I appreicate the heads up, but it only makes me want to go just because I can go where I want to go, right? I leave for Italy in 10 days and the last thing I want is to be sick. I'm hoping I will be able to write about my trip as I am there, but thinking no. I will have so much to write about when I get back. Last time I went to Europe I kept a Journel. I might do that again and then just type it all out when I get back. I think it would be worth it.

I have a confession to make. I can't get internet at home anymore. That kind of is my motivation for starting a blog. It makes me sad, but is not the end of the world. I can always go to a bookstore or something. Free WiFi!! I can sometimes get it at home, but it is very spotty. I was trying to watch The Hills online last night, which I know is silly, but is like a bad outfit...you have to look. It kept cutting in and out. I plan on watching it today on my lunch break. If I get one! Work has been pretty busy. I will be gone from the 5th to the 22nd. That is the longest I have ever been gone from work. I really do think it will be hard for me to come back!!!

My sister has decieded that I will not come back. I will meet some handsome guy who is wonderful and swoop! I'm gone. Sounds nice...in theory.

Well, the plan for this blog is of course to write my stories, thoughts, ideas, and vent I'm sure. We'll see what happens.....