Random Thursday

It's that time again. Time for a little randomness……

~I am tired. I am so effin tired, that I just want to lay my head down on my desk and go to sleep. My eyes are so heavy and I can't get my body to wake up.

~Last weekend Chris and I took some things out to my dads for a garage sale. We didn't bring much, about a truck load and a few pieces of furniture. We ended up selling all of the furniture to this one lady that showed up. She explained that she had just gotten out of prison and had been there for 10 years. She was now out, working, and rooming with someone until she could find her own place. Thing was….she had nothing, absolutely nothing to her name. I don't know what it was about this lady, but she just exuded that "good people" vibe and I felt for her. When you have been that person that has nothing; that person that goes without, then you can't help but want to extend out and give them everything you can since you know what it feels like. And that is what we did. We sold her Chris' expensive antique cherry bedroom set (solid wood), a television, a pair of beige pure marble end tables (expensive as shit), and we even threw in a microwave and lamp for free, for a grand total of $80. The whole lot of furniture was worth well of a grand, but it didn't matter. It just felt good to help someone out and she truly appreciated it. (Side note: She was not put in prison for murder and the circumstances are really rather inconsequential, but I will say that she just got wrapped up with the wrong man.)

~Baseball/Softball has been rather interesting so far. Unfortunately the kiddos will have to be there 3 nights a week for 1 ½ - 2 hours a pop, but it will all work out. They are both already kicking some ass. My son has moved up a level after only one year of t-ball, due to skill and he is doing great. My daughter, well she has always been awesome and last night she was tearing it up. I am so grateful for having such amazing kids. They never cease surprising me with their brilliance.

~Well one week down and 14 to go for school. Monday was my first Organic Chem class and as many of you know I hate chem. with a passion. It is the only subject that has been a challenge for me and that I actually had to study for to pull an A. Well Organic is not so bad…so far. But, we shall see.

~Did I mention I was tired?? I think I did.

~The next chapter of Rocky Road will be up Monday for those that give a shiate. The next of The Grip is written, but not edited so that one will have to wait. I have to get the next weeks done for The Blue Doodle tonight, plus some homework. Like I mentioned previously in case you missed it, The Grip is preferred only due to content. Let me know if you are not on the list.

~I was talking to my step mom on her front porch this weekend and all the sudden in the middle of me talking I noticed there was a monarch butterfly that was fluttering around. I totally stopped mid-sentence and said awww look at the flutterby and then continued on with what I was saying without breaking stride. After the realization that I had just done that….I decided I truly may need some therapy oohhh look at the purty……

~I seen this photo on SUZZ THE BULLSHIT SLAYER!!'s blog yesterday and seriously…..wtf?? Do men actually become that desperate that the hand just doesn't work anymore or what??

~Last but not least today is not only the birthday of someone important that was lost recently, but also the birthday of one of the most awesomest magnificent beautimous people in the world. Please go over and give Cheryl some birthday wishes. She is the best. Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Thursday!!!

Hell if I know.....

Random Thoughts of Contemplation….

~ZZ Top is playing in a month….I can't decided if I want to go or not.

~I am contemplating a spine tattoo…I found one I like, but I just can't make up my mind about it. I can't talk to Chris about it because then he gets tattoo fever and seriously he already has 28 and he will also drive me buggy about going.

~I told my kids I would get them mp3 players and I have been browsing around for 2 weeks now and can't decide which one to get them. Money is not the issue...durability is. I guess.

~I have been thinking about finally trading in my car. I mentioned this to Chris and I swear half his face disappeared from the smile he got. I can't decide how, where, or what kind I want though.

~I can't decide whether or not to cash out my 401k or roll it over when I quit my job. I could really use the money to pay for school, but it sucks to not have that security that I have been working so hard to build.

~I don't know what I want for lunch and it is driving me nuts.

~I don't know...I don't know...I don't know...

~I do however know that Adam is an asshole for deleting his account and when I get home tonight he is gonna hear from me over the phone. Peckerhead......

Well I thought that maybe by putting it out there to read maybe I could make a decision about something, but I am beginning to see that that is not going to happen. There are a hundred other decisions to make when these ones are done….I hate being all growed up.

Responsibility sucks.

Self Tough Love

Pre-note: Tis not very often that I open the door and share in my own ignorance. But desperate times call for desperate measure and maybe, just maybe, a little public humiliation will bring me out of this incessant stupor.

Aparantly sometime during my travels over the last few weeks, I have managed to trip and fall on the stupid stick. And as if that wasn't bad enough, I think it may have possibly, in the midst of my trip, bounced up off the ground and smacked me on the back of the head.

Exhibit A

I go shopping, after work last week, and buy me some new hooker boots. As any woman knows, hooker boots are an essential to the female wardrobe. I select two pairs. Brown and black and then I buy them and take them home. Now I will not try shoes on in the store. It is gross and I just won't do it. I try them on at home. I get home and after spending some time doing chores and such I sit down and decide I should try them on. I am still in my scrubs, turquoise ones to set the image, and I hike my pants up to my knees and put the boots on. I then proceed to zip my calf up with the zipper. Yeah that felt good. Also, as a part of trying shoes on, as many of you know, it is also important to walk around and make sure the shoes don't slip off your heals and things like that. So I stood up, with my turquoise scrubs up to my knees, and then proceeded to step forward a few steps. Anyone guess what happened??? I, Mystery, am a dumbass and forgot to take the tags off, which are conveniently connected to both boots. I trip and fall and land face first on the bed. Yeah laugh it up.

Exhibit B

Chris sometimes pulls this shit where he takes the dogs outside and he "looses" the dog poop and can't pick it up. One night he insisted I take one of the dogs out and he would take the other. After bitching and moaning, I agree. We are both out there barefoot standing on the sidewalk and JD has to go poo. Now he will not go just anywhere. He has a special little corner picked out for himself. Chris is holding JD and he will not take him back to his special corner, because he is barefoot and is not going chance stepping in poo by walking on the grass. I call him a sissy and say that it is no big deal. I told him he was chicken shit and that I would do it my damn self. I grab the leash out of his hands and walk JD back to his special corner and step in dog shit with my bare feet. Yes it was at that moment my world began to swim with nauseousness and only the sound of Chris' bellowing laughter brought me back to reality.

Exhibit C

Yesterday after work, I had a few errands to run. I had to go to both banks and then drive across town to drop off the rent with our looney ass landlord. It was a rough day at work, as usual. It is "season" right now and all the old farts that live here during the winter are here effing up the community. Anyways I was exhausted, jamming out to Breaking Benjamin—Diary of Jane, and I must have hit the radio control on my steering wheel. Now my radio was very very loud, as a way to keep me aware of what was going on, and "You Spin Me Right Round" by Dead or Alive came on the radio. Now for the record I don't mind some 80's music, but mostly hair bands. Not this techno stuff. Funny thing was, I was too lazy to change the station back, even though the controls were on the steering wheel mind you. I didn't even adjust the volume. Then magically out of thin air, I somehow gained the knowledge of all the lyrics and like a fool began to bellow them like I was the shit. I was also sitting at a stop light and the cars on both sides of me contained passengers that were staring at me laughing uncontrollably. I sat there at the stop light in shame, for a good 5 minutes before the light changed.

Dead or Alive - You Spin Me Right Round

If I, I get to know your name
Well if I, could trace your private number, baby

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
I want some, want some

I set my sights on you
(And no one else will do)
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out here I come

Chorus:
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round
(x2)

I got to be your friend now, baby
And I would like to move in just a little bit closer

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out here I come

Chorus (x2)

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out here I come

Chorus (x2)

Well there you have it. Just a taste of the ignorance I have been living and my form of public humiliation/tough love on myself. Stupidity will now cease and desist, for today is a new day. I have only managed to give myself two paper cuts, smack my stethoscope against the wall while they were in my ears once, and trip on the EKG machine twice. There is still hope…..there has to be. Right?? Oh and buy the way...I totally just noticed one of my socks is inside out. The shame.

I've got the rambles.

Just some random verbal diarrhea to share with you today…..

It was quite the weekend around our neck of the woods. I think I did pretty well on my alcohol consumption. I drank the four or five beers it takes me to get to happy town and then I was done. I even started to drink water, so that I didn't feel like dying in the next morning. Everyone was safe and didn't drink and drive and everyone had a great time.

I can't express the pure joy I get from knowing the holidays are over. Well kinda over, it is birthday season coming up, but still birthdays are less demanding and stressful on my soul. (What's left of my soul anyways. There is still that one part that is currently in possession by Lucifer, but eh I shall get it back someday.) Anyways….I am physically and emotionally exhausted from the holidays. All three were done at our place and that took a lot out of both Chris and I. Granted I love to have my family over and spend time with them, so it is worth it, but I am tired from all the excitement.

Speaking of family, I got the what for last night from daddy. I don't think he took too kindly to the news of his grandson getting his ear pierced. Yes I know that he is young, but he is not the only one his age to have it done. It is not like this is something that is going to screw his whole life up. My son has always been extremely expressive when it comes to his clothing and appearance. Many of you may remember the whole afro period and many of you helped me make it through. sigh So he asked when we were at the Mall yesterday and he genuinely wanted it. I can't say I was thrilled about a hole going into my sons head, but then I figured why not. He is a good kid. He gets straight A's in school and is in the advanced classes. He is in no way, shape, or form negative outside the normal little boy bs. I figured with today's youth becoming more and more expressive with their looks, it is almost inevitable that he will have done something similar by the age of 16 or worse. If he wants to express himself that way, I will not deny him his expressive outlet. But…..my son and I also both decided last night that maybe we should stay away from grandpa for a few weeks. He agreed. lol Apparently grandpa told him he was going to rip it out of his ear and stick it in his eyebrow. I have seen him rip a 3 inch yellow pages in half without breaking a sweat, so yeah we will not be visiting anytime soon. At least not until I can outrun him.

Moving on….I received a second publishing offer from a company in Pennsylvania, but sadly I think I have to turn it down. I explained to them that my manuscript was not finished. They gave me a deadline to finish, but it is just not feasible to me. I am still working with the one in Canada though. I know many of you that know me are like WTF, why didn't I know about this….well now you do. I have been too busy to tell anybody anything. Even Chris doesn't know half the stuff that is going on with this. You should be used to finding things out this way by now.

As for my blogging. Over the last few months I have been very wary about what I was writing and pretty much didn't write too much. The reason was that their were certain people reading that shouldn't have been. I didn't want to feel the reprecussions of it so I just didn't write. Things are taken care of now. My profile can not be accessed by anyone under 18 and I have a seperate profile for family and people I know. So my blogging will be changing back to the way it was. Hopefully.

On another note, god damn I need to loose some weight. Although I am not, I feel like a fat ass. I gained like 8 pounds over the last 3 months. Those few extra pounds make me feel like shit. I told Chris yesterday that I felt like I was waddling. It should only take a few weeks since school starts up at that time. (hopefully I can pull my hand out of my mouth long enough to make it though) Chris has been using every opportunity to make a joke out it by mooing and razzing me, with good intentions of course. He knows that I am technically not fat, that it is all in my head.

I decided it was time to break down and buy a laptop. I need one for grad school so I figured I should just get it out of the way. I have looked before but didn't ever find what I wanted. It was either too much crap or too little. So I decided to go with Dell. I get to make it how I want. Well 4 hours later....it was the way I wanted and I had a headache. Too many decisions. Too many specs. I know quite a bit about computers, but some of the hardware I was not sure of. So pain the ass me, had to look everything up before I made a choice. It should be here in a week. Yeah!

Last but not least the kiddos have softball and baseball signups this weekend. Boooo. That should be fun. Last season it got to the point that I would rather have poked myself in the eye on a daily basis than have to manage mine and their schedules. It was painful. Hopefully this year will be better.

So that is that. I look forward to a new year. Hopefully it is not as effed up as last years. Last year was nothing but a snotrag to trudge through. I would like to take this opportunity to say to all those people that will judge me, criticize me, laugh at me, talk shit about me, and just overall be a pain in my ass……effyou….effyou….and effyou.

Happy Tuesday.

Helllooo There

So I guess it has been a while. I haven't really had much going on over the last few weeks since I have been on break, but I have found myself busy. I haven't been on here much either, because well I have new toys to keep me busy and found it important for me to completely de-stress before classes start again. This place just doesn't de-stress me.

So here it is, the first day of the semester and I actually feel good. I have lost the massive crick in my neck that I had picked up from stressing and I have also lost that I am going to rip you arm off and beat you with it attitude. I feel good…..for now.

This semester should be good. I have only 2 ½ classes to take….some psychology mumbo jumbo class, organic chem., and some ridiculous exit class they are making me pay 400 dollars for just so I can graduate. In a way I feel sad that this is my last semester at this college. It has been a big part of my life for so long. I have gone here twice and this will be my second degree, plus I am scared out of my mind that I start graduate school in a few months. I wouldn't normally be worried, but the school I am going to shoves 2 years worth of medical classes into one and 2 years worth of residencies into 1. I was also talking to someone about the way the classes run a few weeks back and she told me that majority of the people enrolled there now are on xanax, because it so intense. I hope I don't go off the deep end. I am also freaking out because I have to quit my job and go to classes from 8-5. I don't know where I am going to pull the money to make up for my income, but I can tell you it is going to be a bitch.

Anyways….I am kinda excited about watching American Idol tonight. I only watch the audition part not the rest, because it reminds me of how many crazy nutbags there are in this world. Plus it gives me comfort to know that there are people out there that are way nuttier than I am. I also get to watch it by myself tonight in a quiet house…all by my lonesome. Chris has been out of town (he even took the puppies with him), freezing his ass off in WV and the kids are gone tonight with their dad. I have had a few nights like this over the last week and I tell you what….there nothing like the sound of silence.

Today is also the first day of my diet. I have managed to gain almost 10 pounds in the last two months and although you really can't tell…..I feel it. I guess I have just had more time to eat being on break….this is the most I have ever gained though. And even though my clothes fit a little better, because I always have to get bigger sizes since they don't often carry my size in stores, it still sucks. Damn I so want that poptart that is in my desk drawer right now. *sigh*

Well I guess I had a lot more to ramble than I thought. Best to cut it off before it really gets out of control. I have some great stuff to post in the future, none of this ridiculous crap that I just did, maybe next week.

Anyways…….have a great rest of the week!

(also michelle and michelle i answered your questions )

Update: So the poptart totally did not stay in my drawer. How the hell I am going to build up my will power is beyond me. I am turning into a weakling. I just got my ass kicked by a poptart. I am so ashamed. *sigh*