Monday, December 29, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Christmassey things
I love the conversations that go on after a 12 hour overnight shift. While in Panera the talk went from Hermaphrodites to old women and their "Virginia Slims" *sigh* It was glorious.
Here is my new question... Does anyone else find this disturbing?
And now for some snowman humor...
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Monday, December 15, 2008
A reminder to me...
Here is my story of the week. A look into the depth of the beginning school years of my life. It is going to sound strange, and sappy and dumb but I want it recorded so I don't forget more of it than I already have. Its the only "ex" boyfriend that I can talk about without wanting to punch something. It is also the only story that I feel could be turned into an ABC family straight to TV movie.
This is the age I'm referring to, I'm the one sitting in the blue shirt with my mouth open
Part of that had to do with the fear of my awesome uni-brow, my poor future children will have to endure this also I'm sure. I don't think Ryan's genes can overpower that thing.
I got married for the first time at the age of 8... maybe 9. Out on the playground to a boy named Travis. I met him in first grade and we were forced to hold hands in line walking to the library. After that was a 2 and a half year long relationship that was the craziest emotional rollercoaster I have ever been on. This is the first boy I kissed behind the giant old tree at the edge of the playground and later told him I was wearing "rubber lips" in a fight so it wasn't real. This is the boy that I married on the basketball court with paper flowers and my little classmates standing by as bridesmaids and groomsmen, the boy I then chased around the playground after as the "priest" told us to kiss, and instead of kissing him ended up biting the top of his head. This is the boy who did not want to disappoint me and lied profusely that he had a beautiful "wedding" ring for me but lost it, Lied that the red and green beaded homemade looking necklace he gave me came from Hawaii, I remember a scare on his hand that he told me came from him being born with two thumbs. LOL I have no clue if that was true.
It was with him that I first laughed so hard I snorted Pop out my nose, and was first stung by a bee. He was the first to pass me a note in class saying in backwards and large letters that he loved me that I still have in a box of items that I will always keep to remember bits and pieces of my life.
On the flip side This is the boy that I publicly told I hated. I still to this day regret with the fullness of my being falling to the peer pressure of putting on a sheet of wide ruled paper my full name as a member of the "I hate Travis club" in 2nd grade but the ABSOLUTE worst thing I have ever had to do is go up to him publicly after the teacher found that list and look him straight in the eyes and apologize for signing that I "hated him" when he was the best friend I had. He was the most wonderful friend I ever had at that school. Then at the end of third grade he completely disappeared from my life. It was at that point that I decided that I would be a nun as soon as I was able. I was hurt that he disappeared from my life. I felt as though he left me completely alone I cried for years after this.
I ran into him again just once... freshman year in high school and that was all
NOT ME ------------>
ATTN! The sappyness is done!! YAY
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Friday, November 28, 2008
Embarrassing Moment
It's Friday!
Time for my embarrassing moment of the week
This week's winner is saying sex instead of six loud and clear over the radio... to a Sergent ... Damn you Freud and your lips oops I mean slips
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Thursday, November 27, 2008
An amazing Thanksgiving
Just needed to share my Awesomly wonderful Thanksgiving It is thanksgiving I swear, but the tree is new and I needed to make sure it works. Did I mention how cute my dog is? Oh yeah Cindi... you're cute too!! I know you love pictures
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Ugh, I seriously I can't do late night star trek.
Call of the night:
Caller: "I have a three year old, a two year old, and a new born and my car broke down, what should I do?"
Me: "Keep your legs closed until you get home it's cold out?"
(surgeon general's warning: of course I would never actually say that until after I hung up the phone)
So,
I'm having one of those days where technically everything in my life is ok, but at the same time it sucks.
Status update #1
Ryan is at this crappy account every day next week where this guy is threatening the company that he will "shoot up the place" He just put a status update on his facebook saying "Threat, you thought I was a threat? Guess what I am now?" Arg, why don't you elaborate a little more so I know if my husband is going to get shot by you or not. I asked ryan what he was supposed to do if the guy shows up and Ryan said he was supposed to take him down at gunpoint and detain him until the police show up... I really think this is something the police alone should handle instead of my gorgeously handsome hubby. He's much too pretty to get shot. Especially with his new hair cut.
Status update #2
Still no babies ... sad day I was hoping that there would be by Christmas, now I'm hoping for Easter at least We can make that work for telling the fam ***fingers crossed***
Status update #3
I hate star trek and full nights of stupid shows like this "Navy" show on now. Yuck It's just a rip off of CSI/Law and order
That's all for now
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Thursday, November 20, 2008
Days I hate
These are the days at work when I consider looking for a new job... I know I won't do it because half of the week is usually enjoyable. But there are so many unnecessary things that go on during the other half of the week that it makes me consider leaving. It's a migraine night for me and yet the co-worker feels a need to vacuum and dust using the vacuum. He comes in and takes everything there is to do before I even have a chance to look at it. I think it is intentional, he can't stand me doing work when he can't. There is nothing on TV at 3:30 in the morning and I'm sick of movies. All I want to do is listen to music quietly and read but I can't have any peace because his chair is all squeaky and he just put something in the microwave that smells TERRIBLE. It's got that cheap fake hot spicy smell that fills the entire room, Ugh. It's not out of the microwave yet but I can smell it and I'm dreading when he brings it over to his desk because I may puke. If I ever get pregnant (fingers crossed) I know for a fact that if he makes that again I will puke... hopefully it will land on him and he will learn his lesson... Cindi why are you never here when I need you LOL! ARG!
On a happier note Twilight is TOMORROW. Glory to God in the highest for Robert Pattinson's stunning vampire Hot body oops I mean good acting HAHA
Seriously if I was in middle school again he would totally be plastered to my locker with a urethane coating and I looked it up and he's 22 so it's not a felony!!! sweet
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