Dear Lorelai, Tuna, Phoebe, Leira, Dip and Bianca,
I am writing (again) to remind you (again) that Andrew and I are not your slaves. You do not own this little townhouse we live in and what you demand of us is not always going to happen (even though we are suckers and usually give in).
So here is a list of things that we would like for you to work on:
1) Lorelai: I love that you have taken the position of sleeping on my head every night, but if you could please refrain from licking, biting and screaming in my ear once it's time for you to get up...that would be great. (Also...even if it's time for you to get up, this does not mean it is time for me to get up).
2) Tuna: I am so very happy that you have sucked up your pride and have begun to sleep beside me again, but if you could just keep these couple of things in mind, that would be fabulous:
-Stop licking and chewing on the bedspread. Nothing is worse than waking up to that crunchy noise of a cat's tongue on fabric and then sticking your hand in a pile of cat drool.
-Stop trying to tear things down off of the bulletin board. They are there for a reason and I would like them to stay that way.
3) Phoebe: We will not now or ever have cake to give you...so stop asking for it:).
4) Leira: It is so super sweet that you love to sleep right in between us every night. But enough is enough. When we ask you to get off the bed, we mean for you to stay off the bed. (Not to sneak back onto it when we are finally back asleep and unconscious only to wake up with your butt in our faces again.)
5) Dip and Bianca: I just have one question to ask you; You are so quiet for most of the day, where the hell did you pick up the vocal chords to scream/meow/squeak at the top of your lungs when you think it's time to eat? And then you act so sweet and innocent and loving the rest of the time. I ask you, either drop your other personality or seek help and get medication.
Thank you for your time. Much love to you all.
Mary and Andrew
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Breaking News!
I was just surfing the net, looking for some sweet movie quotes to somehow add to our wedding ceremony and suddenly saw at the bottom of the screen "Breaking News!"
I thought to myself, "wow, I wonder what's happened now."
And sadly, my curiosity got the better of me and I clicked the link that was quietly taunting me as I tried to ignore it gleaming in my peripheral vision.
And this is what I read:
"Breaking News! Britney Spears reveals to Leno how she lost 26 pounds!"
Really? I interrupted my wedding planning to find out this tidbit of information?
I. Am. So. Ashamed.
I thought to myself, "wow, I wonder what's happened now."
And sadly, my curiosity got the better of me and I clicked the link that was quietly taunting me as I tried to ignore it gleaming in my peripheral vision.
And this is what I read:
"Breaking News! Britney Spears reveals to Leno how she lost 26 pounds!"
Really? I interrupted my wedding planning to find out this tidbit of information?
I. Am. So. Ashamed.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Stress
I apparently don't cope very well with stress.
OK. That's kind of an understatement.
For example, all it takes is a stupid fax not to go through and a huge headache to set me off into a fit of mental issue tears.
OK. Not really. it actually takes a lot more than that but once it starts to build up (which is completely and utterly my fault), it just takes one small thing to throw me over the edge. And the poor fax machine and the person standing beside me when it wouldn't work got the brunt of my somewhat psychopath tendencies. (I really don't have these....or do I?...insert evil laugh here)
I started yelling and didn't even know where the voice coming out of my vocal cords was coming from. Then I looked at my co-worker who asked me if I was OK and I said "yes."
She proceeded to call me a liar and I proceeded to break into a fit of tears like an idiot. (OK Where did that come from?!?!)
Sometimes i don't even know that there is anything wrong because I am so focused on everyone and everything else that is going on around me. I don't even stop to ask myself, "Hey! how ya doin'?"
I wasn't doing as well today as I thought I was (obviously) but nothing a good cry and a good talk with an excellent friend couldn't cure.
It's moments like these (embarrassing as they may be) that I realize I am not alone in this cruel, unfair world and that i have so many people who care about me. I mean truly care. Not because they have to but because they just do. (Without me even asking them to. How awesome is that?!?!)
It's just nice to be reminded of that on occasion.
But it's nice to have some alone time to myself too (if that of course includes having 5 kitties and a dog close by to keep me company:). And I think I'm going to go partake in some Tylenol, a nice pair of comfy jammies (that are far from matching) and a good book.
Good night world. Tomorrow i shall awake with a new challenge awaiting me I'm sure, but with the new-found knowledge that it won't be awaiting me alone.
OK. That's kind of an understatement.
For example, all it takes is a stupid fax not to go through and a huge headache to set me off into a fit of mental issue tears.
OK. Not really. it actually takes a lot more than that but once it starts to build up (which is completely and utterly my fault), it just takes one small thing to throw me over the edge. And the poor fax machine and the person standing beside me when it wouldn't work got the brunt of my somewhat psychopath tendencies. (I really don't have these....or do I?...insert evil laugh here)
I started yelling and didn't even know where the voice coming out of my vocal cords was coming from. Then I looked at my co-worker who asked me if I was OK and I said "yes."
She proceeded to call me a liar and I proceeded to break into a fit of tears like an idiot. (OK Where did that come from?!?!)
Sometimes i don't even know that there is anything wrong because I am so focused on everyone and everything else that is going on around me. I don't even stop to ask myself, "Hey! how ya doin'?"
I wasn't doing as well today as I thought I was (obviously) but nothing a good cry and a good talk with an excellent friend couldn't cure.
It's moments like these (embarrassing as they may be) that I realize I am not alone in this cruel, unfair world and that i have so many people who care about me. I mean truly care. Not because they have to but because they just do. (Without me even asking them to. How awesome is that?!?!)
It's just nice to be reminded of that on occasion.
But it's nice to have some alone time to myself too (if that of course includes having 5 kitties and a dog close by to keep me company:). And I think I'm going to go partake in some Tylenol, a nice pair of comfy jammies (that are far from matching) and a good book.
Good night world. Tomorrow i shall awake with a new challenge awaiting me I'm sure, but with the new-found knowledge that it won't be awaiting me alone.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
My parent's are so rock and roll
So I got off from work yesterday and was checking my voice mails while driving home. I noted that my Mom had left one and as always, I slightly panicked hoping that everything was OK. While I was awaiting the automated voice to shut-up and play my mom's message, I suddenly heard this voice of pure excitement on the other end of the phone. It sounded something like this:
"Oh my God. Jackson Brown. Coming in November! Dad and I got tickets! (gleeful laughter followed). Call me back. Oh my God! Jackson Brown!!!"
I was sitting there listening, thinking to myself "Who was that?!? when I realized it was my Mom. She sounded like a little teenager going to see her favorite band. It. Was. Too. Cute.
So obviously, I called her right back, She answered:
Mom: "Hello" (giggle giggle)
Me:"Hey! How are you?"
Mom:"Good." (Jeez I could feel her smiling through the phone.)
Me:"Are you excited?"
Mom: (lots of giggling and spastic, random sentences) "Oh my God. Eek! So excited! It's Jackson Brown! 4th row tickets! Oh my God! Jackson Brown! Eeek!"
Me: "I don't think you're excited."
Mom: (laughing like I just told the best joke in the entire world). "Yeah. Dad and I went and stood in line for tickets this morning. "(How cute is that?)
Me: "From what I can tell, it sounds like you're seats are really close. Are you going to be able to handle it?"
Mom: "Hmm hmm." (shriek of giggles)
Me: "Are you sure? Because he's pretty hot."
Mom: "I know! And it's just going to be him and his acoustic guitar! (Just let me say here how completely jealous I am.)
Me: "Wow. Dad might have to pack along your breathing machine just in case." (She has sleep apnea)
Mom: (fit of giggles...I haven't heard her this excited since I told her Andrew and I are engaged. In fact...this might take the cake over that!)
We continued to talk about each others weeks and the pets and wedding stuff, blah blah blah and then we hung up the phone.
As I was walking into my house, I couldn't help thinking to myself, wow, my parents are pretty cool. They are 6o years old and going to a concert in Asheville. I can't think of very many older couples who would take the effort and time out to do this. But my parents have always been this way. Music has always been such a huge factor in their lives and they passed it on to me and my brother Pat. I can't tell you how very grateful I am to have been exposed to such artists as Bob Dylan, Pete Segar, Elvis, The Beatles, Peter, Paul and Mary, Joan Baez (the list goes on and on) at such a young age. It's so very awesome to know how cool my parents really are. And it's small moments like these that remind me, you're only as old as you think you are.
You're so Rock and Roll mom and dad! I hope you guys have a blast!
"Oh my God. Jackson Brown. Coming in November! Dad and I got tickets! (gleeful laughter followed). Call me back. Oh my God! Jackson Brown!!!"
I was sitting there listening, thinking to myself "Who was that?!? when I realized it was my Mom. She sounded like a little teenager going to see her favorite band. It. Was. Too. Cute.
So obviously, I called her right back, She answered:
Mom: "Hello" (giggle giggle)
Me:"Hey! How are you?"
Mom:"Good." (Jeez I could feel her smiling through the phone.)
Me:"Are you excited?"
Mom: (lots of giggling and spastic, random sentences) "Oh my God. Eek! So excited! It's Jackson Brown! 4th row tickets! Oh my God! Jackson Brown! Eeek!"
Me: "I don't think you're excited."
Mom: (laughing like I just told the best joke in the entire world). "Yeah. Dad and I went and stood in line for tickets this morning. "(How cute is that?)
Me: "From what I can tell, it sounds like you're seats are really close. Are you going to be able to handle it?"
Mom: "Hmm hmm." (shriek of giggles)
Me: "Are you sure? Because he's pretty hot."
Mom: "I know! And it's just going to be him and his acoustic guitar! (Just let me say here how completely jealous I am.)
Me: "Wow. Dad might have to pack along your breathing machine just in case." (She has sleep apnea)
Mom: (fit of giggles...I haven't heard her this excited since I told her Andrew and I are engaged. In fact...this might take the cake over that!)
We continued to talk about each others weeks and the pets and wedding stuff, blah blah blah and then we hung up the phone.
As I was walking into my house, I couldn't help thinking to myself, wow, my parents are pretty cool. They are 6o years old and going to a concert in Asheville. I can't think of very many older couples who would take the effort and time out to do this. But my parents have always been this way. Music has always been such a huge factor in their lives and they passed it on to me and my brother Pat. I can't tell you how very grateful I am to have been exposed to such artists as Bob Dylan, Pete Segar, Elvis, The Beatles, Peter, Paul and Mary, Joan Baez (the list goes on and on) at such a young age. It's so very awesome to know how cool my parents really are. And it's small moments like these that remind me, you're only as old as you think you are.
You're so Rock and Roll mom and dad! I hope you guys have a blast!
Friday, September 18, 2009
Leira's new admirer
Our dog Leira is a very good sport about being the only dog in a house full of five cats. (Granted, they do seem to have an arrangement with each other to distract me while the baby gate between the litter boxes and the rest of the house is down. It is during these moments that Leira manages to sneak in and have herself a quick "protein bar"....if you catch my drift.)
Leira loves all of her furry friends but I have noticed that she's not so sure about the newest additions to our family (Dip and Bianca...the two white, alien-like cats that have taken over the joint.) She eyes them warily as they stalk through the house like each others shadow.
And the first time Dip tried to lie down beside her (granted he did just plop down practically on top of her) she jumped so high, I thought she was going to hit the ceiling fan. It was kind of sad...though I have to admit it did make me laugh that something 1/4 of her size could scare her so badly.
But she's working it out. She can now sit in the same room with them at least. And I'm so proud of my brave little mutt for facing her fears. Here is an example of how far she has come:
Dip and the Leira Dog having a bonding moment. We. Are. So. Proud! (notice how she's sitting very still...)
(Even though Leira jumped up and ran out of the room right after this picture was taken. It's progress though. Baby steps. Baby steps.)
Leira loves all of her furry friends but I have noticed that she's not so sure about the newest additions to our family (Dip and Bianca...the two white, alien-like cats that have taken over the joint.) She eyes them warily as they stalk through the house like each others shadow.
And the first time Dip tried to lie down beside her (granted he did just plop down practically on top of her) she jumped so high, I thought she was going to hit the ceiling fan. It was kind of sad...though I have to admit it did make me laugh that something 1/4 of her size could scare her so badly.
But she's working it out. She can now sit in the same room with them at least. And I'm so proud of my brave little mutt for facing her fears. Here is an example of how far she has come:
Dip and the Leira Dog having a bonding moment. We. Are. So. Proud! (notice how she's sitting very still...)
(Even though Leira jumped up and ran out of the room right after this picture was taken. It's progress though. Baby steps. Baby steps.)
Fall decorating
I love love love the holidays! Once October finally hits and stores start putting out all of the Halloween and Christmas decorations (it's so sad how Thanksgiving gets jilted...) I get so super excited like I'm 5 years old all over again. I've always adored decorating. (I was that kid who decorated her room with paper Halloween pictures taped to the window and a set up on my dresser with the spider web stuff you can buy. I. Was. So. Cool.)
But I haven't been able to get fall decorations since then...perhaps it has to do with the fact that my mom would buy me the decorations when I was younger and I have yet to have been able to afford to buy my own since I became an adult. I'm sure she would buy me some now if I were to ask her...but I have pride people. I. Have. Pride.
But guess what guess what!?!? I bought my very first fall decoration the other day at Michaels. Hee! It's one of those cute scarecrows that you can put in your yard to greet cars as they drive by and guests as they walk into your home. I imagine that people drive by and see my little scarecrow and think to themselves "now isn't that sweet. Look at that family getting into the spirit of things. I love her! (him?...I'm not sure but I did name it Bridgett.)
I have been eying these scarecrows with their cute farmhand clothes and little bow ties and hats for nearly 3 years (I know...sad right?) and now I have one. And she is standing at the very front of our cute townhouse awaiting our next visitor. And I have to be honest....
She kind of scares me.
Every time I look out the front windows, I jump back because I see her non-moving frame standing there like she's ready to attack. Then I have to remind myself that she is not the little girl from "The Ring" planning to throw me down a well, she's my cute scarecrow named Bridget and everyone loves her and smiles when they drive by.
Right?
This is not a face I should be concerned with....even if she were real...and looked like that...like she wants to eat my soul...
Hmmm...I might have to retire her after this year....
But I haven't been able to get fall decorations since then...perhaps it has to do with the fact that my mom would buy me the decorations when I was younger and I have yet to have been able to afford to buy my own since I became an adult. I'm sure she would buy me some now if I were to ask her...but I have pride people. I. Have. Pride.
But guess what guess what!?!? I bought my very first fall decoration the other day at Michaels. Hee! It's one of those cute scarecrows that you can put in your yard to greet cars as they drive by and guests as they walk into your home. I imagine that people drive by and see my little scarecrow and think to themselves "now isn't that sweet. Look at that family getting into the spirit of things. I love her! (him?...I'm not sure but I did name it Bridgett.)
I have been eying these scarecrows with their cute farmhand clothes and little bow ties and hats for nearly 3 years (I know...sad right?) and now I have one. And she is standing at the very front of our cute townhouse awaiting our next visitor. And I have to be honest....
She kind of scares me.
Every time I look out the front windows, I jump back because I see her non-moving frame standing there like she's ready to attack. Then I have to remind myself that she is not the little girl from "The Ring" planning to throw me down a well, she's my cute scarecrow named Bridget and everyone loves her and smiles when they drive by.
Right?
This is not a face I should be concerned with....even if she were real...and looked like that...like she wants to eat my soul...
Hmmm...I might have to retire her after this year....
Thursday, September 17, 2009
To Do List (9/17/09)
This is a list of things I should be doing today and yet, I find myself still sitting at the computer...funny how things work out right? Oh well, at least I'm writing, which I'm trying to do a little everyday. So that' s something, right?!?!
*Laundry (It's practically done...most of the clothes are clean. They've just been sitting in the hamper for almost a week....)
*Vacuuming (But I have to go to target first to get the good smelling carpet stuff so it smells nice and clean instead of like you just vacuumed....)
*Which brings me to Target
List: Rug for downstairs hallway to cover the pee-stains on the carpet (Leira kind of had a regressing period with potty training for awhile....speaking of which, she's barking at me to go out...)
*Walk the dog (OK. One thing done and checked off my list!....You didn't even know I was gone did you? I am very very sneaky...)
Target List Cont.: Bathroom cleaner
Cute pink planner for wedding details
Halloween costumes for pets(hee hee:)
Nice smelling rug stuff
* Clean bathrooms (Though I do need to go to Target first to get bathroom cleaner...see above)
* Wipe down kitchen counters
*Clean litter-boxes and sweep kitty bathroom (Yes. With 5 cats, we just GAVE them their own bathroom)
*Go through wedding stuff to see what's left to be done (Need cute pink planner...see above...and possibly wine to have on hand so that I don't start ripping my hair out from the stress?)
*Catch up on correspondence (I.E. Email Cousin Brandon to let him know can't come to housewarming party because have to work and am on call this weekend...total bummer:( ; write officiant for wedding to let know we won't be using her florist or caterer; call bridal shops to schedule appointments for trying on (or rather Jenn trying on:) bridesmaids dresses; call/email caterers and florists with questions....)
*Go to pharmacy to pick up medication and ask why co-pay went up $15 more. (What's up with that?!?!)
*Clean out car (But I'll be honest...this particular duty has been on my to-do list for the past several months. But I had 2 peoples travel in my car unexpectedly last night and was so completely embarrassed by the shape it was in that I made myself promise to clean it out today...or maybe this weekend...perhaps next Thursday when I'm off?)
*Dust, spray windows. (I think we have some pledge and windex around here somewhere...perhaps should add to list for Target.)
Target List cont. cont.: Windex
Pledge (The kind that smells like lemon...wait, do they all smell like lemon? Hmm.....something to ponder...)
OK. Well....looks like I'm going to Target and getting started with my day! Oh wait...but it's raining and I do need to take a shower....perhaps I'll read some of my book too.....I have the whole day ahead of me! Wow! Is it really almost 11?......
*Laundry (It's practically done...most of the clothes are clean. They've just been sitting in the hamper for almost a week....)
*Vacuuming (But I have to go to target first to get the good smelling carpet stuff so it smells nice and clean instead of like you just vacuumed....)
*Which brings me to Target
List: Rug for downstairs hallway to cover the pee-stains on the carpet (Leira kind of had a regressing period with potty training for awhile....speaking of which, she's barking at me to go out...)
*Walk the dog (OK. One thing done and checked off my list!....You didn't even know I was gone did you? I am very very sneaky...)
Target List Cont.: Bathroom cleaner
Cute pink planner for wedding details
Halloween costumes for pets(hee hee:)
Nice smelling rug stuff
* Clean bathrooms (Though I do need to go to Target first to get bathroom cleaner...see above)
* Wipe down kitchen counters
*Clean litter-boxes and sweep kitty bathroom (Yes. With 5 cats, we just GAVE them their own bathroom)
*Go through wedding stuff to see what's left to be done (Need cute pink planner...see above...and possibly wine to have on hand so that I don't start ripping my hair out from the stress?)
*Catch up on correspondence (I.E. Email Cousin Brandon to let him know can't come to housewarming party because have to work and am on call this weekend...total bummer:( ; write officiant for wedding to let know we won't be using her florist or caterer; call bridal shops to schedule appointments for trying on (or rather Jenn trying on:) bridesmaids dresses; call/email caterers and florists with questions....)
*Go to pharmacy to pick up medication and ask why co-pay went up $15 more. (What's up with that?!?!)
*Clean out car (But I'll be honest...this particular duty has been on my to-do list for the past several months. But I had 2 peoples travel in my car unexpectedly last night and was so completely embarrassed by the shape it was in that I made myself promise to clean it out today...or maybe this weekend...perhaps next Thursday when I'm off?)
*Dust, spray windows. (I think we have some pledge and windex around here somewhere...perhaps should add to list for Target.)
Target List cont. cont.: Windex
Pledge (The kind that smells like lemon...wait, do they all smell like lemon? Hmm.....something to ponder...)
OK. Well....looks like I'm going to Target and getting started with my day! Oh wait...but it's raining and I do need to take a shower....perhaps I'll read some of my book too.....I have the whole day ahead of me! Wow! Is it really almost 11?......
Top 10 Break-up songs:
Here are my top 10 break-up songs. I don't usually tend to use other artists words/lyrics in my own writing, but each one of these songs has proved significance at some time during my life so I thought I would share. I will say though that I am so truly grateful that I have moved on and now am able to hear these songs in a completely different way. No more tears to cry and no more darkness to blind, but I still love this music so dearly and it will always hold a very special place in my heart.
10) Gravel- Ani Difranco
"and maybe you can keep me
from ever being happy
but you're not going to stop me
from having fun
So let's go, before I change my mind
I'll leave the luggage of all your lies behind (One of the best.lyrics.ever!)
cuz I am bigger than everything that came before
you were never very kind
and you let me way down every time
but oh, what can I say, I adore you "
9) I Will Survive- Gloria Gaynor
"It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person
still in love with you
and so you felt like dropping in
and just expect me to be free
now I'm saving all my loving
for someone who's loving me "
(Classic!)
8) Somebody More Like You- Nickle Creek
"I hope you finally find someone
Someone that you trust
And give him everything
I hope you meet someone your height
So you can see eye-to-eye
With someone as small as you"
(Shot Down! SO there!!)
7) Do You Sleep- Lisa Loeb
"you kick my foot under the table,
i kick you back;
i can't say i'm able to
stand for you or
fall for you ever again.
wish for a perfect setting?
wishing that i am letting you
take me where you want me (Forget it buddy.)
all over again?
you can't give yourself absolutely to someone else."
i don't know, and i don't care
if i ever will see you again.
i don't know, and i don't care
if i ever will be there." (Been there. Done that. Not turning back ever again.)
6) Monkeywrench- Foo Fighters
"One last thing before I quit
I never wanted any more than I could fit
Into my head I still remember every single word
You said and all the shit that somehow came along with it
Still there's one thing that comforts me since I was
Always caged and now I'm free"
(For those of you who know me well, you know that every time I hear this song I turn it up as loud as the stereo will go and scream at the top of my lungs...especially during this part. My favorite!)
5) Landed- Ben Folds
"Till I opened my eyes and walked out the door
And the clouds came tumbling down
And it's bye-bye, goodbye, I tried
And I twisted it wrong just to make it right (So true. So true.)
Had to leave myself behind
I've been flying high all night
So come pick me up...I've landed
If you wrote me off I'd understand it
Because I've been on some other planet
So come pick me up... (And you were all waiting to pick me up...when I probably didn't deserve it at the time...thank you...)
I've landed" (And my feet are firm on the ground!)
4) Positively 4th Street- Bob Dylan
"I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you" (Ahem...)
(As my mom would say, "This is the greatest put down song ever!" And I have to say I agree:)Love me some Dylan!)
3) Springstreet- Dar Williams
"This year April had a blizzard
Just to show she did not care
And the new dead leaves
They made the trees look like children with gray hair
But I'll push myself up through the dirt
And shake my petals free
I'm resolved to being born
And so resigned to bravery"
(I love love love any analogy that involves a tree. Dar Williams, you are the love of my life...except for Andrew of course:)
2) If It Weren't For You- Stacey Earle
"Oh where would I be if it weren't for you
I guess I'd have nothing so how could I lose
So from you I'll take nothing, no nothing at all
With nothing to stop me, it's right down the hall
I'll reach for the knob then I'll
walk through the door (And it was the best thing I ever did in my life.)
And I will feel nothing for you anymore
And if you see someone that you never knew
That's where I'd be if it weren't for you" (So I guess I do have something to thank you for....dumb-ass)
1) Taught Me Well- Alice Peacock
"You hate to be ignored
Or maybe you're just bored
So I opened up my mail and there's a note from you
You say you're checkin' in
To see how I have been
Hey I'm doing so much better if you'd like to know the truth
You taught me well
You were my teacher and I thank you
For the hell you put me through I'm very grateful
Cuz ' I finally really learned what was important
In my life
And I thank my lucky stars everyday I'm not your wife
You're selfishly absorbed
You're childish and a bore
And I used to hold the anger in my stomach like a fist
But in time it was quite clear
That only I was suffering here
And having gratitude for you was the way out of this
[Chorus]
You taught me well...that life is for living
It's not about taking, it's all about giving
You taught me well that sometimes what we
Want is staring us right in the face
And the power of forgiveness, the power of
Grace...of Grace"
(So I posted this whole song because it was like Ms. Peacock wrote it specifically for me. This song served as my theme for quite some time. And I will never forget the meaning it holds for me...)
10) Gravel- Ani Difranco
"and maybe you can keep me
from ever being happy
but you're not going to stop me
from having fun
So let's go, before I change my mind
I'll leave the luggage of all your lies behind (One of the best.lyrics.ever!)
cuz I am bigger than everything that came before
you were never very kind
and you let me way down every time
but oh, what can I say, I adore you "
9) I Will Survive- Gloria Gaynor
"It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person
still in love with you
and so you felt like dropping in
and just expect me to be free
now I'm saving all my loving
for someone who's loving me "
(Classic!)
8) Somebody More Like You- Nickle Creek
"I hope you finally find someone
Someone that you trust
And give him everything
I hope you meet someone your height
So you can see eye-to-eye
With someone as small as you"
(Shot Down! SO there!!)
7) Do You Sleep- Lisa Loeb
"you kick my foot under the table,
i kick you back;
i can't say i'm able to
stand for you or
fall for you ever again.
wish for a perfect setting?
wishing that i am letting you
take me where you want me (Forget it buddy.)
all over again?
you can't give yourself absolutely to someone else."
i don't know, and i don't care
if i ever will see you again.
i don't know, and i don't care
if i ever will be there." (Been there. Done that. Not turning back ever again.)
6) Monkeywrench- Foo Fighters
"One last thing before I quit
I never wanted any more than I could fit
Into my head I still remember every single word
You said and all the shit that somehow came along with it
Still there's one thing that comforts me since I was
Always caged and now I'm free"
(For those of you who know me well, you know that every time I hear this song I turn it up as loud as the stereo will go and scream at the top of my lungs...especially during this part. My favorite!)
5) Landed- Ben Folds
"Till I opened my eyes and walked out the door
And the clouds came tumbling down
And it's bye-bye, goodbye, I tried
And I twisted it wrong just to make it right (So true. So true.)
Had to leave myself behind
I've been flying high all night
So come pick me up...I've landed
If you wrote me off I'd understand it
Because I've been on some other planet
So come pick me up... (And you were all waiting to pick me up...when I probably didn't deserve it at the time...thank you...)
I've landed" (And my feet are firm on the ground!)
4) Positively 4th Street- Bob Dylan
"I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you" (Ahem...)
(As my mom would say, "This is the greatest put down song ever!" And I have to say I agree:)Love me some Dylan!)
3) Springstreet- Dar Williams
"This year April had a blizzard
Just to show she did not care
And the new dead leaves
They made the trees look like children with gray hair
But I'll push myself up through the dirt
And shake my petals free
I'm resolved to being born
And so resigned to bravery"
(I love love love any analogy that involves a tree. Dar Williams, you are the love of my life...except for Andrew of course:)
2) If It Weren't For You- Stacey Earle
"Oh where would I be if it weren't for you
I guess I'd have nothing so how could I lose
So from you I'll take nothing, no nothing at all
With nothing to stop me, it's right down the hall
I'll reach for the knob then I'll
walk through the door (And it was the best thing I ever did in my life.)
And I will feel nothing for you anymore
And if you see someone that you never knew
That's where I'd be if it weren't for you" (So I guess I do have something to thank you for....dumb-ass)
1) Taught Me Well- Alice Peacock
"You hate to be ignored
Or maybe you're just bored
So I opened up my mail and there's a note from you
You say you're checkin' in
To see how I have been
Hey I'm doing so much better if you'd like to know the truth
You taught me well
You were my teacher and I thank you
For the hell you put me through I'm very grateful
Cuz ' I finally really learned what was important
In my life
And I thank my lucky stars everyday I'm not your wife
You're selfishly absorbed
You're childish and a bore
And I used to hold the anger in my stomach like a fist
But in time it was quite clear
That only I was suffering here
And having gratitude for you was the way out of this
[Chorus]
You taught me well...that life is for living
It's not about taking, it's all about giving
You taught me well that sometimes what we
Want is staring us right in the face
And the power of forgiveness, the power of
Grace...of Grace"
(So I posted this whole song because it was like Ms. Peacock wrote it specifically for me. This song served as my theme for quite some time. And I will never forget the meaning it holds for me...)
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Annoyance....
Here are a few things that have already annoyed me today.....(And I've only been up for about half an hour)
1) I'm almost out of shampoo (one more thing to add to the shopping list for tomorrow)
2) It smells like something died in the cat's bathroom where we keep the litter boxes (apparently someone's breakfast DID NOT agree with them)
3) Leira and I almost got plummeted by, not one but 2, cars this morning when I was walking her...I swear if someone hits my dog, I will kill them....
4) I have to leave for work in 14 minutes and my head hurts.
5) My head hurts (And I mean it's pounding!)
6) It's raining and I would rather spend the day reading a good book snuggled up on the couch than going to work and feeling more and more like an outcast and getting beat up by big dogs and mean cats. (I'm not bitter....I just need a loooooooooooong break)
7)My face looks disgusting...no really, you would think that I'm a 13 year old with all the acne I have accumulated from stress.
8) Oh yeah I had a really bad dream that I would rather not share (but it was one of those that made me wake up mad and hurt and like I wanted to punch somebody)
OK. I'm done. I truly am thankful for having a job and a home and our pets and Andrew and family and friends. I'm really not as depressed as I may sound. Just need a break....but tomorrow is my day off and I can look forward to that today:). So that's a plus. Yay for Thursdays! Perhaps I won't encounter any more annoying things....? We'll see:).
1) I'm almost out of shampoo (one more thing to add to the shopping list for tomorrow)
2) It smells like something died in the cat's bathroom where we keep the litter boxes (apparently someone's breakfast DID NOT agree with them)
3) Leira and I almost got plummeted by, not one but 2, cars this morning when I was walking her...I swear if someone hits my dog, I will kill them....
4) I have to leave for work in 14 minutes and my head hurts.
5) My head hurts (And I mean it's pounding!)
6) It's raining and I would rather spend the day reading a good book snuggled up on the couch than going to work and feeling more and more like an outcast and getting beat up by big dogs and mean cats. (I'm not bitter....I just need a loooooooooooong break)
7)My face looks disgusting...no really, you would think that I'm a 13 year old with all the acne I have accumulated from stress.
8) Oh yeah I had a really bad dream that I would rather not share (but it was one of those that made me wake up mad and hurt and like I wanted to punch somebody)
OK. I'm done. I truly am thankful for having a job and a home and our pets and Andrew and family and friends. I'm really not as depressed as I may sound. Just need a break....but tomorrow is my day off and I can look forward to that today:). So that's a plus. Yay for Thursdays! Perhaps I won't encounter any more annoying things....? We'll see:).
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Death via baseball bat
For weeks on end we would hear the constant beeping of our old x-ray processor at work. And we always threatened once we finally got a new one that we would have our revenge...our "Office Space moment" if you will.
I am happy to say that the day has come and this is me....taking all of my frustrations out on an x-ray machine....
via baseball bat.
http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=743509585&ref=name
In other words, I may be small and peaceful, but piss me off enough and this could be you. Consider yourself warned and have a lovely day:).
I am happy to say that the day has come and this is me....taking all of my frustrations out on an x-ray machine....
via baseball bat.
http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=743509585&ref=name
In other words, I may be small and peaceful, but piss me off enough and this could be you. Consider yourself warned and have a lovely day:).
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Creepy spider come what may
I love nature and all living things. Let me rephrase...I respect nature and all living things. (Bugs and snakes are fine as long as they stay away from me and mind their own business.)
I don't even kill bugs. I'm known for setting them free back into the wild at work. (Yes, I am one of those people who can strategically place a sheet of paper under a bug and throw a cup on top to carry it outside....though if someone else offers to do it...I don't decline such generosity.)
All this being said, there has been this spider outside of our house in front of our front door for the past 4 days. She is big. She is scary. And I am determined that she is planning to cease our existence as we know it.
When I come home, she stares at me.
When I take Leira outside for a walk, she waits.
She sits still in her web but I know she is watching my every move, and trying to figure out the best way to stun me and spin me into her web.
When I close my eyes, I can see her.
I can't sleep in fear that she might kill me when my defenses are down.
Here's the thing, it's going to be me or you Charlotte, and it's not going to be me.
I heard Andrew going outside last night and I warned him of our leery intruder. When he saw her he simply said, "Oh my God! That's a huge ass spider!"
"Yes. Yes it is."
Five minutes later he was out there with his big can of Raid. Spray spray spray. Die spider die! (Though he did inform me that he just sprayed her web in hopes that she would take it as a warning and flee.)
When I woke up this morning and looked out the window, she was gone.
I hate to tell you Wilbur, but Charlotte is dead.....
I don't even kill bugs. I'm known for setting them free back into the wild at work. (Yes, I am one of those people who can strategically place a sheet of paper under a bug and throw a cup on top to carry it outside....though if someone else offers to do it...I don't decline such generosity.)
All this being said, there has been this spider outside of our house in front of our front door for the past 4 days. She is big. She is scary. And I am determined that she is planning to cease our existence as we know it.
When I come home, she stares at me.
When I take Leira outside for a walk, she waits.
She sits still in her web but I know she is watching my every move, and trying to figure out the best way to stun me and spin me into her web.
When I close my eyes, I can see her.
I can't sleep in fear that she might kill me when my defenses are down.
Here's the thing, it's going to be me or you Charlotte, and it's not going to be me.
I heard Andrew going outside last night and I warned him of our leery intruder. When he saw her he simply said, "Oh my God! That's a huge ass spider!"
"Yes. Yes it is."
Five minutes later he was out there with his big can of Raid. Spray spray spray. Die spider die! (Though he did inform me that he just sprayed her web in hopes that she would take it as a warning and flee.)
When I woke up this morning and looked out the window, she was gone.
I hate to tell you Wilbur, but Charlotte is dead.....
Maintenance
JESUS is here and he's mowing our lawn!!!!
No really. Our maintenance guy is named Jesus and he's doing just that.
Just wanted to share.
Have a lovely day.
No really. Our maintenance guy is named Jesus and he's doing just that.
Just wanted to share.
Have a lovely day.
Wedding planning reunited
Beware all of you vendors, this is your last warning. I am back on the right path and NO ONE, I repeat NO ONE will stand in my way!!!!! (insert evil laugh here).
I am organized. (or at least I will be when I buy a cute, little...perhaps pink? wedding planner to write all of my lists and information in)
I am energized. (well, sort of. I am still suffering from getting back into the swing of things after traveling so much... but I'm almost there!)
I am prepared. (Now where did I put that magazine clipping with the cute toasting flutes?)
I am focused. (Wait...where was I?)
I am dedicated. (Weddings are preeeety:)
I am creative. (I can so make all of the bouquets and programs...really. I can do this. I printed out directions and everything.)
And I have Super Matron of Honor Woman! (That's right bitches. Beware! She had a wedding. She knows what to look out for. And most of my past boyfriends feared her...and still do if they're smart. Don't. Mess. With. Her.)
Most importantly, I'm in love. (And that is the most driving motivation I could have.)
Most beautiful, perfect, wonderful wedding!!!! Here we come!!!!
I am organized. (or at least I will be when I buy a cute, little...perhaps pink? wedding planner to write all of my lists and information in)
I am energized. (well, sort of. I am still suffering from getting back into the swing of things after traveling so much... but I'm almost there!)
I am prepared. (Now where did I put that magazine clipping with the cute toasting flutes?)
I am focused. (Wait...where was I?)
I am dedicated. (Weddings are preeeety:)
I am creative. (I can so make all of the bouquets and programs...really. I can do this. I printed out directions and everything.)
And I have Super Matron of Honor Woman! (That's right bitches. Beware! She had a wedding. She knows what to look out for. And most of my past boyfriends feared her...and still do if they're smart. Don't. Mess. With. Her.)
Most importantly, I'm in love. (And that is the most driving motivation I could have.)
Most beautiful, perfect, wonderful wedding!!!! Here we come!!!!
Cheap
In this economy, Andrew and I have fond many cheap ways to entertain ourselves. (But in all honesty, we would do these things anyway because we're homebodies and rather stay in than make the effort to look decent and go out into public....)
I would have to say that the most fun source of entertainment we have found is that of "talking" for our 6 pets. (I have mentioned this before. They all have their own individual voices with the exception of Tuna who goes back and forth between being a mute and a British sailor...)
So last night I was starting to walk up the stairs and Andrew was about to take Leira out for her last pee for the night when I looked up and saw Bianca staring down at me.
I have to be honest here...this kind of freaked me out. Both her and Dip have these little alien faces that aren't at all cat-like and when they look at you a certain way, it's almost like they are staring through your soul. (I can't tell you how many times I've almost peed my pants waking up and finding the two of them staring at me like they were going to eat my brain or something....freaky).
So Andrew started talking in Bianca's alien pod-person voice.
"Do not be afraid. I will not hurt you."
And sadly, I always find myself answering our pets though I am aware that it is not them really talking...(No really. I do do this. I found myself standing in the laundry room with the door shut one day and Andrew was talking to me with Lorelai's voice on the other side of the door. I swear to you that I stood there and had a five minute conversation with my cat about dolphins....When I opened the door and looked at Andrew, I just said one thing: "Speak to no one of this.")
"I'm not afraid of you Bianca. Why are you staring at me though?"
"I want to ask you a question."
"OK. Go for it."
Silence. And yet the staring continues.
I have at this point become distracted and start walking further upstairs only to find Lorelai standing directly behind Bianca staring at me as well. I burst out laughing because it looked as though Lorelai was holding Bianca at gun point making her "say" what Lorelai wanted her to....
So Andrew of course plays along and in Lorelai's voice says, "Now say this....hee hee hee" (Lorelai kind of has a possessed laugh....)
I. Was. Hysterical.
Seriously. I was laughing so hard I almost fell down the stairs.
This is why we work. He gets me and I love him all the more for it.
I would have to say that the most fun source of entertainment we have found is that of "talking" for our 6 pets. (I have mentioned this before. They all have their own individual voices with the exception of Tuna who goes back and forth between being a mute and a British sailor...)
So last night I was starting to walk up the stairs and Andrew was about to take Leira out for her last pee for the night when I looked up and saw Bianca staring down at me.
I have to be honest here...this kind of freaked me out. Both her and Dip have these little alien faces that aren't at all cat-like and when they look at you a certain way, it's almost like they are staring through your soul. (I can't tell you how many times I've almost peed my pants waking up and finding the two of them staring at me like they were going to eat my brain or something....freaky).
So Andrew started talking in Bianca's alien pod-person voice.
"Do not be afraid. I will not hurt you."
And sadly, I always find myself answering our pets though I am aware that it is not them really talking...(No really. I do do this. I found myself standing in the laundry room with the door shut one day and Andrew was talking to me with Lorelai's voice on the other side of the door. I swear to you that I stood there and had a five minute conversation with my cat about dolphins....When I opened the door and looked at Andrew, I just said one thing: "Speak to no one of this.")
"I'm not afraid of you Bianca. Why are you staring at me though?"
"I want to ask you a question."
"OK. Go for it."
Silence. And yet the staring continues.
I have at this point become distracted and start walking further upstairs only to find Lorelai standing directly behind Bianca staring at me as well. I burst out laughing because it looked as though Lorelai was holding Bianca at gun point making her "say" what Lorelai wanted her to....
So Andrew of course plays along and in Lorelai's voice says, "Now say this....hee hee hee" (Lorelai kind of has a possessed laugh....)
I. Was. Hysterical.
Seriously. I was laughing so hard I almost fell down the stairs.
This is why we work. He gets me and I love him all the more for it.
Morning play with the pets
This morning, I walked upstairs to find Andrew swaying an old pajama pants string in front of Dip, Lorelai and Tuna. They were all going to town (especially Tuna:) and trying to catch it. Then suddenly, Leira came out of no where and caught the string!!! (Yes...the dog....not one of our 5 cats....but the dog...).
She began running around in circles with said string in her mouth and looked longingly at Tuna to start playing with her. She would grab the string and thrust the other end in Tuna's face. Then look at us like "Why isn't he playing with me?!?!"
Perhaps Leira it's because you are 40 pounds and you almost jumped on top of him in your excitement over a pants string.
We need to talk. You aren't a cat.....
But I haven't the heart to truly tell her that she is not one of her 5, little furry friends, but that she is indeed a dog.
Do you think they have therapy for this sort of thing?
She began running around in circles with said string in her mouth and looked longingly at Tuna to start playing with her. She would grab the string and thrust the other end in Tuna's face. Then look at us like "Why isn't he playing with me?!?!"
Perhaps Leira it's because you are 40 pounds and you almost jumped on top of him in your excitement over a pants string.
We need to talk. You aren't a cat.....
But I haven't the heart to truly tell her that she is not one of her 5, little furry friends, but that she is indeed a dog.
Do you think they have therapy for this sort of thing?
Refrigerator
I opened our refrigerator door this morning and this is what I found:
1) 8 oz carton of 2% organic milk
2) Beer
3) Wine
4) 1/2 a tomato (we can't keep them on the counter because Tuna will eat them...yes, he's a freak)
5) 1/2 bag of shredded cheese that may or may not have reached the moldy stage....it was too early this morning for me to risk looking
6) 4 jars of salsa..... (Yes 4...why do I keep buying salsa?!?!!! What is up with that?)
Needless to say, I don't think even Rachael Ray could make a wholesome meal out of these ingredients....we really should go to the grocery store today
1) 8 oz carton of 2% organic milk
2) Beer
3) Wine
4) 1/2 a tomato (we can't keep them on the counter because Tuna will eat them...yes, he's a freak)
5) 1/2 bag of shredded cheese that may or may not have reached the moldy stage....it was too early this morning for me to risk looking
6) 4 jars of salsa..... (Yes 4...why do I keep buying salsa?!?!!! What is up with that?)
Needless to say, I don't think even Rachael Ray could make a wholesome meal out of these ingredients....we really should go to the grocery store today
Friday, September 11, 2009
It amazes me...
The story you are about to read is true, though the names have been changed (other than my own) to protect the stupid....
So I was making some call backs yesterday (i.e: getting progress reports on patients seen in the last week or so, etc) and I called an owner who had come in last week with a new shelter puppy. (We currently have an agreement with the Wake County shelter for those owners who adopt and bring in their new pet within 5 days. The first exam is always free as long as the pet is brought in within that time period and there are several other things included in the agreement as well. Unfortunately, a lot of times, new owners think that it is ALL going to be free...for the rest of their new pet's life and so on. So we have to explain that this is not the case. This is important "need to know information" for the story ahead.)
So i call the owner, from here on known as Mr. Dumb-ass, and he picks up the phone:
"Yeah."
"Hi! This is Mary over at __________ Animal Hospital and I was just calling to check in on Haley to see how she is doing since her visit here last week."
Long pause. "Yeah...well she's been vomiting, let's see...Monday....Tuesday...and also Wednesday." Another long pause (And I'm thinking in my head...but it's Thursday? Why the hell haven't you called us back?)
"Oh. Well how is she doing otherwise? Is she eating and drinking OK? How is her attitude?"
"Her what?"
"How has she been acting?"
"Oh. She's fine. She's just been vomiting some yellow stuff. And she's been eating except she hasn't eaten anything today."
"OK. Well I would definitely recommend that you have her seen if she continues to have the vomiting and a decrease in appetite."
Long Pause.
"Hello?"
"So....Why would I need to bring her in again?"
This was a moment where I carried a small pause. (Is he being serious? Am I being recorded?)
"Well sir. Since she has been vomiting for several days, she probably doesn't feel very well and should therefore be seen by a doctor." (AKA How would you feel if you had been vomiting for 3 whole days Mr Dumb-ass?!?!!!)
"Oh. Well if I brought her in, would it be covered under that whole shelter agreement thing?"
"Unfortunately, no sir it would not." (Meaning: Yea for you for adopting a new dog and saving it from a shelter life or early euthanasia...but just because you paid your $50 doesn't not mean that this pet is going to cost you nothing for the rest of her life!)
"Why?"
"Because she didn't come to you vomiting. If she had come to you with that particular issue, then yes, the treatment would be covered."
"Oh. Well she didn't start the vomiting until you guys gave her that medication." (Wow. This would have been some good information to have 5 minutes ago...)
"Oh. Well I apologize sir but I still recommend that Haley be seen."
"Do you really think it's that important?"
"If she continues to vomit, yes I do." (NO! I mean why else would I be wasting my time having this lovely conversation with you!?)
"Well what can I do to make it stop."
"Sir, you would need to bring her in to have a doctor see her because the vomiting could be due to several different factors."
Long pause. "So you can't tell me why she's vomiting...."
"No sir. I can't." (Seriously?)
"So is this serious?"
Oh. My. God.
"Again sir, I can't really tell you how good or bad of a situation it is because I'm only a technician and a DOCTOR needs to look at her to re-evaluate the situation. So if she continues to vomit, you need to have her seen somewhere."
"But it's not free."
"No sir. It's not free."
"I'll just watch her for a few more days and take her to my vet if she continues to vomit. Since you guys aren't going to do it for free." (Really? Are they going to do it for free? Very unlikely.)
"OK. Well I hope she feels better. Give us a call if you need anything."
Long pause.
"Hello?"
"You mean if she's still vomiting?"
"Yes. If she's still vomiting or not eating." (You are such a dumb-ass. I hope you don't have children.)
"OK."
"OK." (Jeez. Some people should not have pets.)
Let me just say, it's moments like these where I can only say through gritted teeth....I. Love. My. Job.
So I was making some call backs yesterday (i.e: getting progress reports on patients seen in the last week or so, etc) and I called an owner who had come in last week with a new shelter puppy. (We currently have an agreement with the Wake County shelter for those owners who adopt and bring in their new pet within 5 days. The first exam is always free as long as the pet is brought in within that time period and there are several other things included in the agreement as well. Unfortunately, a lot of times, new owners think that it is ALL going to be free...for the rest of their new pet's life and so on. So we have to explain that this is not the case. This is important "need to know information" for the story ahead.)
So i call the owner, from here on known as Mr. Dumb-ass, and he picks up the phone:
"Yeah."
"Hi! This is Mary over at __________ Animal Hospital and I was just calling to check in on Haley to see how she is doing since her visit here last week."
Long pause. "Yeah...well she's been vomiting, let's see...Monday....Tuesday...and also Wednesday." Another long pause (And I'm thinking in my head...but it's Thursday? Why the hell haven't you called us back?)
"Oh. Well how is she doing otherwise? Is she eating and drinking OK? How is her attitude?"
"Her what?"
"How has she been acting?"
"Oh. She's fine. She's just been vomiting some yellow stuff. And she's been eating except she hasn't eaten anything today."
"OK. Well I would definitely recommend that you have her seen if she continues to have the vomiting and a decrease in appetite."
Long Pause.
"Hello?"
"So....Why would I need to bring her in again?"
This was a moment where I carried a small pause. (Is he being serious? Am I being recorded?)
"Well sir. Since she has been vomiting for several days, she probably doesn't feel very well and should therefore be seen by a doctor." (AKA How would you feel if you had been vomiting for 3 whole days Mr Dumb-ass?!?!!!)
"Oh. Well if I brought her in, would it be covered under that whole shelter agreement thing?"
"Unfortunately, no sir it would not." (Meaning: Yea for you for adopting a new dog and saving it from a shelter life or early euthanasia...but just because you paid your $50 doesn't not mean that this pet is going to cost you nothing for the rest of her life!)
"Why?"
"Because she didn't come to you vomiting. If she had come to you with that particular issue, then yes, the treatment would be covered."
"Oh. Well she didn't start the vomiting until you guys gave her that medication." (Wow. This would have been some good information to have 5 minutes ago...)
"Oh. Well I apologize sir but I still recommend that Haley be seen."
"Do you really think it's that important?"
"If she continues to vomit, yes I do." (NO! I mean why else would I be wasting my time having this lovely conversation with you!?)
"Well what can I do to make it stop."
"Sir, you would need to bring her in to have a doctor see her because the vomiting could be due to several different factors."
Long pause. "So you can't tell me why she's vomiting...."
"No sir. I can't." (Seriously?)
"So is this serious?"
Oh. My. God.
"Again sir, I can't really tell you how good or bad of a situation it is because I'm only a technician and a DOCTOR needs to look at her to re-evaluate the situation. So if she continues to vomit, you need to have her seen somewhere."
"But it's not free."
"No sir. It's not free."
"I'll just watch her for a few more days and take her to my vet if she continues to vomit. Since you guys aren't going to do it for free." (Really? Are they going to do it for free? Very unlikely.)
"OK. Well I hope she feels better. Give us a call if you need anything."
Long pause.
"Hello?"
"You mean if she's still vomiting?"
"Yes. If she's still vomiting or not eating." (You are such a dumb-ass. I hope you don't have children.)
"OK."
"OK." (Jeez. Some people should not have pets.)
Let me just say, it's moments like these where I can only say through gritted teeth....I. Love. My. Job.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Randomness
I was walking Leira this evening and stumbles upon several random things that I would like to share:
1) A teenager on his bike that was riding in front of me, occasionally looking back and then lifting his bike up to where he was only riding on one wheel. I'm not sure what he was expecting....perhaps he wanted me to say something like "Hey! Good for you! You are only about 2 seconds away from visiting the ER because you have broken your neck. Good job!" Coolest. Guy. Ever.
2) A lady mowing her lawn with ankle weights on....that's dedication....
3) What I thought was a run over green snake and after a brief freak out that it might not be dead and was perhaps looking at me and planning my demise...was relieved to find out that it was only an ugly shoestring. (But it was dead...very dead indeed.)
4) An abandoned little girls pink bike by the swing-sets in the neighborhood I walk in. It's actually been there for at least a month and it's a bit disturbing. I can't even begin to tell you the many scenarios that go through my head when I see that pink bike.
5) A random empty beer can sitting beside a recycle bin. Really? Was it that hard to put it INSIDE the container?
6) 5 cats staring at me through windows of one house....oh wait....that would be where I live.....
1) A teenager on his bike that was riding in front of me, occasionally looking back and then lifting his bike up to where he was only riding on one wheel. I'm not sure what he was expecting....perhaps he wanted me to say something like "Hey! Good for you! You are only about 2 seconds away from visiting the ER because you have broken your neck. Good job!" Coolest. Guy. Ever.
2) A lady mowing her lawn with ankle weights on....that's dedication....
3) What I thought was a run over green snake and after a brief freak out that it might not be dead and was perhaps looking at me and planning my demise...was relieved to find out that it was only an ugly shoestring. (But it was dead...very dead indeed.)
4) An abandoned little girls pink bike by the swing-sets in the neighborhood I walk in. It's actually been there for at least a month and it's a bit disturbing. I can't even begin to tell you the many scenarios that go through my head when I see that pink bike.
5) A random empty beer can sitting beside a recycle bin. Really? Was it that hard to put it INSIDE the container?
6) 5 cats staring at me through windows of one house....oh wait....that would be where I live.....
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Humanity
I've had kinda a shitty day. Perhaps that was too blunt and pessimistic....I'll put it this way, it could have been better.
I got to work (yes, on a Saturday...sad face) and I had tons of phone calls to make so I was already a bit stressed about that. (Though thank you Mandy for helping me out with this:). Then upon making one of the phone calls, the guy started yelling at me across the phone line about how our hospital's communication has, and I quote, "completely gone down hill." Then he threatened to take all of his pet's records and have them transferred.
I was stunned. I was only the middle man who was asked to make a phone call and see if I could help in any way. I understood his frustration and I would have loved to help him further but him yelling at me was not going to make things better for either one of us. Then (like a complete over-sensitive little girl) I began to cry...on the phone...with Mr. Angry still yelling at me. (How humiliating...and talk about losing my pride.) I will say however, once he heard how upset I was, he did apologize and took the time to tell me it wasn't me he was upset with and yada yada yada. But here's the thing...he knew this before he started yelling at me so why did he have to take it out on me in the first place? I don't understand people's rationale sometimes. I just don't get it. And I know I shouldn't take it personally but I do and I can't help it. I want to help when someone is feeling upset (even if it's not my job to.) And this was one of my favorite clients so that made it even worse....
Next was the humongous dog in room 2 of whom we had never seen before and out-weighed me, not only in size but in strength. I couldn't tell if he wanted to eat me or lick me to death. And he kept barking the whole time when I was trying to get the history from his soft-spoken owner and I had to keep repeating myself and asking her to repeat herself and it was a huge mess. The big (perhaps scary...but actually sweet?...not sure at that point)dog then decided to jump up on the exam table (on his own I might add) and I looked up and saw his big head and tongue (not to mention teeth) right in my face.
Once i finally finished getting a history and going over the treatment plan, I took him back to take his temperature and get his weight and such. And let me just tell you...he was the absolute dumbest, goofiest pit bull I have ever met (and I've met some goofy pits in my time). But he was sweet as anything and all he wanted to do was lick everybody.
Last, but certainly not least....a cat tried to kill me and one of my co-workers. I haven't the energy to tell this tale (no pun intended). But towels, gloves, urine, teeth and claws were all involved.....use your imagination at will.
I love my job, but some days I wish I could go back to retail....though once I did have a guy throw a piece of a fan at me when I was working in customer service....I swear I'm a nice person. The general public just happens to include a bunch of assholes and I apparently have to deal with a lot of them.
I will say, and end this short (hmmmmm perhaps not so short...oops) rant with this: my faith in humanity was completely restored when I went to Target and overheard a little girl talking to her mom about Michael Jackson.
"How many people do you know who can moonwalk like Michael Jackson?" (How. Cute. Is. That?)
I never heard her mom's answer but the fact that this small individual knew who he was made me smile. So I send out a huge "THANK YOU" to the little girl who will help to live out his remembrance.
Maybe at least she won't grow up to be an asshole.....
I got to work (yes, on a Saturday...sad face) and I had tons of phone calls to make so I was already a bit stressed about that. (Though thank you Mandy for helping me out with this:). Then upon making one of the phone calls, the guy started yelling at me across the phone line about how our hospital's communication has, and I quote, "completely gone down hill." Then he threatened to take all of his pet's records and have them transferred.
I was stunned. I was only the middle man who was asked to make a phone call and see if I could help in any way. I understood his frustration and I would have loved to help him further but him yelling at me was not going to make things better for either one of us. Then (like a complete over-sensitive little girl) I began to cry...on the phone...with Mr. Angry still yelling at me. (How humiliating...and talk about losing my pride.) I will say however, once he heard how upset I was, he did apologize and took the time to tell me it wasn't me he was upset with and yada yada yada. But here's the thing...he knew this before he started yelling at me so why did he have to take it out on me in the first place? I don't understand people's rationale sometimes. I just don't get it. And I know I shouldn't take it personally but I do and I can't help it. I want to help when someone is feeling upset (even if it's not my job to.) And this was one of my favorite clients so that made it even worse....
Next was the humongous dog in room 2 of whom we had never seen before and out-weighed me, not only in size but in strength. I couldn't tell if he wanted to eat me or lick me to death. And he kept barking the whole time when I was trying to get the history from his soft-spoken owner and I had to keep repeating myself and asking her to repeat herself and it was a huge mess. The big (perhaps scary...but actually sweet?...not sure at that point)dog then decided to jump up on the exam table (on his own I might add) and I looked up and saw his big head and tongue (not to mention teeth) right in my face.
Once i finally finished getting a history and going over the treatment plan, I took him back to take his temperature and get his weight and such. And let me just tell you...he was the absolute dumbest, goofiest pit bull I have ever met (and I've met some goofy pits in my time). But he was sweet as anything and all he wanted to do was lick everybody.
Last, but certainly not least....a cat tried to kill me and one of my co-workers. I haven't the energy to tell this tale (no pun intended). But towels, gloves, urine, teeth and claws were all involved.....use your imagination at will.
I love my job, but some days I wish I could go back to retail....though once I did have a guy throw a piece of a fan at me when I was working in customer service....I swear I'm a nice person. The general public just happens to include a bunch of assholes and I apparently have to deal with a lot of them.
I will say, and end this short (hmmmmm perhaps not so short...oops) rant with this: my faith in humanity was completely restored when I went to Target and overheard a little girl talking to her mom about Michael Jackson.
"How many people do you know who can moonwalk like Michael Jackson?" (How. Cute. Is. That?)
I never heard her mom's answer but the fact that this small individual knew who he was made me smile. So I send out a huge "THANK YOU" to the little girl who will help to live out his remembrance.
Maybe at least she won't grow up to be an asshole.....
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Wedding planning
When Andrew and I got engaged almost 5 months ago, I was so elated about planning and getting things done and making everything perfect. I became obsessed with wedding magazines and websites and bridal shows. We found our ceremony/reception sight within the first 2 months and soon after, I (or rather my parents:) bought my wedding gown and then we went cake tasting and tried out a caterer. We have already registered at 3 places and we (or rather my parents:) have bought most of the decorations for the reception (i.e. vases, bubbles, guest book and pen, flower girl basket, ect). But now I'm stuck....
I have been communicating with our officiant, who is also the same person who owns the place we are getting married, via email. And we have been going back and forth about prices for the caterer and florist that she sometimes uses for couples who don't want to have to plan everything on their own. We thought we were good on a caterer...but alas, this seems to be a total bust. Apparently Jeanne (our officiant) is concerned that the caterer we were thinking of using won't put on a good "presentation". (What does that mean exactly?....I haven't a clue!) But now she is recommending someone else who has a "great presentation"! and higher quality food and so on and so on. There is one catch however. This particular caterer wants to charge us (or rather my parents) $500 more than the other one....WHAT? I realize that Jeanne is trying to help but seriously? We're (or rather my parents:) running out of money fast.
So I got this information last night and upon waking up this morning, I thought to myself "maybe we should go a different route as far as catering?" But I, never having planned a wedding in my entire life, have no idea how to go about this. So now I have this on the wedding planning plate and I have yet to really find out about what's going on with our potential florist (who might be charging us a fee to speak with her in person...?...Is this customary you ask...again...NO IDEA!!!!).
OK OK. I know what you're thinking. I'm being a completely selfish "bridezilla" because only a couple of things have not gone according to plan. But here me out. About 2 months ago, Jenn (my matron of honor:) and I started looking for bridesmaids dresses. We went to the David's Bridal here in Raleigh and let me just say...so not impressed!!! The lady who "took care of us" was completely distracted the whole time and acted as though we were an inconvenience. Jenn tried on several dresses and yipee!!!! we found the right one! It was the perfect length and color and everything! The lady of course wanted to know what size we needed to order, blah blah blah but we wanted to wait it out. She seemed extremely annoyed and thrust-ed her business card in my face (that of which I tore up when we got back to the car and placed in my wedding planning scrapbook once we got back home). But it was all good. We had found the bridesmaids dresses! One more thing to check off of the list.
So all of this being said, in my excitement, I went online to admire the dress once again and send a picture out to all of the rest of my lovely bridesmaids, then I noticed one small, minor, but particularly important detail. The dress was not listed as being available in the color I wanted....."that can't be right?" I thought to myself. "I'll just call them tomorrow...."
I made the call on my lunch break the next day and immediately was put on hold after telling the person on the other line my dilemma. I was forced to listen to horrible R & B elevator music (who knew they made such a thing?) and was finally (5 minutes later) asked AGAIN what it was I was holding for. (I believe the second time someone got on the phone, it was a different person than the first time).
"So what did you need?"
I sighed. And told the second employee what I was inquiring about.
"Oh..." (LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG PAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSE......) "Hold on a minute..."
More elevator music....but staying calm.
Five minutes later. "Yeah. We have that dress (this was the first girl I spoke with....).
"I know. But do you have it in that color?"
"Oh, let me go see..."
"Wait!"...but she was gone and I was talking to the horrid music.
Five more minutes pass and I'm about to hang up when the girl gets back on the line. "Yeah, we don't have that dress in that color."
Long pause. "OK then. Well I guess I won't be shopping at your store again!!!!!" And I hung up.....
Yes. I know I know. This was so completely immature but the bitch had it coming. That's all I have to say.....I mean seriously? Isn't it their job to make sure each of their potential shoppers have a good experience? I used to work in customer service and even though I couldn't always provide what the customer wanted, I at least tried to help them leave happy and satisfied. I swear, the words, "thank you" and "I apologize" really go a long way with most people. That's all I'm saying...that's all I was asking...but no. Everyone at the David's Bridal in Raleigh is a bitch. Fair and square.....but that's all I have to say about that.
So this was the beginning of what feels like a long streak of negatives in the wedding planning department. Jenn and I tried again to look at another boutique and at least they were nice but they didn't have what I wanted. (Who knew this would be so hard?)
And I went to order my wedding invitations this morning and found that they have been discontinued...(are. you. kidding. me?)
OK. Be calm. I have several months to get everything in order. But I'm really starting to wonder.....
Maybe we should elope.....?
I have been communicating with our officiant, who is also the same person who owns the place we are getting married, via email. And we have been going back and forth about prices for the caterer and florist that she sometimes uses for couples who don't want to have to plan everything on their own. We thought we were good on a caterer...but alas, this seems to be a total bust. Apparently Jeanne (our officiant) is concerned that the caterer we were thinking of using won't put on a good "presentation". (What does that mean exactly?....I haven't a clue!) But now she is recommending someone else who has a "great presentation"! and higher quality food and so on and so on. There is one catch however. This particular caterer wants to charge us (or rather my parents) $500 more than the other one....WHAT? I realize that Jeanne is trying to help but seriously? We're (or rather my parents:) running out of money fast.
So I got this information last night and upon waking up this morning, I thought to myself "maybe we should go a different route as far as catering?" But I, never having planned a wedding in my entire life, have no idea how to go about this. So now I have this on the wedding planning plate and I have yet to really find out about what's going on with our potential florist (who might be charging us a fee to speak with her in person...?...Is this customary you ask...again...NO IDEA!!!!).
OK OK. I know what you're thinking. I'm being a completely selfish "bridezilla" because only a couple of things have not gone according to plan. But here me out. About 2 months ago, Jenn (my matron of honor:) and I started looking for bridesmaids dresses. We went to the David's Bridal here in Raleigh and let me just say...so not impressed!!! The lady who "took care of us" was completely distracted the whole time and acted as though we were an inconvenience. Jenn tried on several dresses and yipee!!!! we found the right one! It was the perfect length and color and everything! The lady of course wanted to know what size we needed to order, blah blah blah but we wanted to wait it out. She seemed extremely annoyed and thrust-ed her business card in my face (that of which I tore up when we got back to the car and placed in my wedding planning scrapbook once we got back home). But it was all good. We had found the bridesmaids dresses! One more thing to check off of the list.
So all of this being said, in my excitement, I went online to admire the dress once again and send a picture out to all of the rest of my lovely bridesmaids, then I noticed one small, minor, but particularly important detail. The dress was not listed as being available in the color I wanted....."that can't be right?" I thought to myself. "I'll just call them tomorrow...."
I made the call on my lunch break the next day and immediately was put on hold after telling the person on the other line my dilemma. I was forced to listen to horrible R & B elevator music (who knew they made such a thing?) and was finally (5 minutes later) asked AGAIN what it was I was holding for. (I believe the second time someone got on the phone, it was a different person than the first time).
"So what did you need?"
I sighed. And told the second employee what I was inquiring about.
"Oh..." (LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG PAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSE......) "Hold on a minute..."
More elevator music....but staying calm.
Five minutes later. "Yeah. We have that dress (this was the first girl I spoke with....).
"I know. But do you have it in that color?"
"Oh, let me go see..."
"Wait!"...but she was gone and I was talking to the horrid music.
Five more minutes pass and I'm about to hang up when the girl gets back on the line. "Yeah, we don't have that dress in that color."
Long pause. "OK then. Well I guess I won't be shopping at your store again!!!!!" And I hung up.....
Yes. I know I know. This was so completely immature but the bitch had it coming. That's all I have to say.....I mean seriously? Isn't it their job to make sure each of their potential shoppers have a good experience? I used to work in customer service and even though I couldn't always provide what the customer wanted, I at least tried to help them leave happy and satisfied. I swear, the words, "thank you" and "I apologize" really go a long way with most people. That's all I'm saying...that's all I was asking...but no. Everyone at the David's Bridal in Raleigh is a bitch. Fair and square.....but that's all I have to say about that.
So this was the beginning of what feels like a long streak of negatives in the wedding planning department. Jenn and I tried again to look at another boutique and at least they were nice but they didn't have what I wanted. (Who knew this would be so hard?)
And I went to order my wedding invitations this morning and found that they have been discontinued...(are. you. kidding. me?)
OK. Be calm. I have several months to get everything in order. But I'm really starting to wonder.....
Maybe we should elope.....?
If I were a super hero...I would be...?
Invisible....
Do you ever go out in public and feel invisible to everyone outside enjoying life around you? I often have moments like in the first Princess Diaries movie when people kept sitting on her because they didn't see her there...And sometimes, I even find myself staring at someone I see on the street and having the empty thought that they can't see me because I'm not truly there.
It's like I'm living outside of myself and I can't quite conjure up the thought that someone else might take the time out of their busy life to notice me. I often feel left out in social situations and I wonder if it's just me being paranoid or if there is really something to this. I mean, I chose to be the way I am to an extent, but i don't think any of us truly choose to be an outsider on purpose.
I hear bits and pieces of peoples' conversations that involve underlying racism, politics and going to the next Kenny Chesney concert. (I don't even know who Kenny Chesney is!?!!) I'm not judging. I'm only pointing out that I have nothing in common with these people. My handful of friends is exactly that...only a handful and we don't always agree on everything (who does?) but we at least respect each others opinions and views on life.
I was heart broken the other day when I heard someone say that "Protesters against the war don't care about the danger soldiers embrace. All they care about is starting another uproar and doing drugs and being lazy...." Or something to that affect. I couldn't believe this point of view, though I really did try to see that side of the picture. The truth is I have friends who are soldiers and those who are against war. I am in fact, one of those protesters...and yet, i have never done drugs and I'm NOT lazy...at least I don't think I am. What a sad point of view to have when one can't even comprehend a solution that succeeds death and violence....
Sometimes I feel so alone and I can't even begin to fathom what it feels like to be "normal". But maybe it is normal to feel this way on occasion? But I guess just once, it would be nice to feel like I fit in somewhere outside of my own home...it would be nice not to always feel so....
invisible...
Do you ever go out in public and feel invisible to everyone outside enjoying life around you? I often have moments like in the first Princess Diaries movie when people kept sitting on her because they didn't see her there...And sometimes, I even find myself staring at someone I see on the street and having the empty thought that they can't see me because I'm not truly there.
It's like I'm living outside of myself and I can't quite conjure up the thought that someone else might take the time out of their busy life to notice me. I often feel left out in social situations and I wonder if it's just me being paranoid or if there is really something to this. I mean, I chose to be the way I am to an extent, but i don't think any of us truly choose to be an outsider on purpose.
I hear bits and pieces of peoples' conversations that involve underlying racism, politics and going to the next Kenny Chesney concert. (I don't even know who Kenny Chesney is!?!!) I'm not judging. I'm only pointing out that I have nothing in common with these people. My handful of friends is exactly that...only a handful and we don't always agree on everything (who does?) but we at least respect each others opinions and views on life.
I was heart broken the other day when I heard someone say that "Protesters against the war don't care about the danger soldiers embrace. All they care about is starting another uproar and doing drugs and being lazy...." Or something to that affect. I couldn't believe this point of view, though I really did try to see that side of the picture. The truth is I have friends who are soldiers and those who are against war. I am in fact, one of those protesters...and yet, i have never done drugs and I'm NOT lazy...at least I don't think I am. What a sad point of view to have when one can't even comprehend a solution that succeeds death and violence....
Sometimes I feel so alone and I can't even begin to fathom what it feels like to be "normal". But maybe it is normal to feel this way on occasion? But I guess just once, it would be nice to feel like I fit in somewhere outside of my own home...it would be nice not to always feel so....
invisible...
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Top 10 things that cheer me up on a rainy day:
10) Well, in all honesty, I like the rain, especially when it's late at night and I can hear it tap tap tapping on the window panes. It relaxes me and makes me feel safe inside our cute little townhouse, snuggled up under the covers with Leira curled up right between Andrew and I. This is what life is all about.
9) Staying in and eating junk food, watching old movies and laughing until I cry (or vis-versa depending on the flick). There are just some movies that I can watch over and over again and never get enough.
Some that immediately come to mind: Breakfast At Tiffanys, While You Were Sleeping, 13 Going on 30, Harry Potter.....and so on and so on
8) Taking a nap. Let's be honest, any day that I actually get a chance to do this is a good day:). I totally took this for granted when I was little. I wanted to spend every moment I could wide awake in the hopes that i would never miss anything. But these days, a nap picks me up just like that and I'm ready to conquer the world once again. Without such naps...i can still conquer the world...only a bit more sluggishly.
7) Having the extra time to "stalk" people on Myspace and Facebook. Don't judge! We all do it and you know it!!! What better way to keep up with ex's and old "friends" from high school than to check out their recent updates and statuses and pictures without having to actually TALK to them?!?! GENIUS! And my happiness increases in points each time I come across an old classmate who is now fat....that's right. I am woman hear me roar! Grr...
6) Rearranging furniture. I go through spring cleaning more than the average person. I like to have little changes around me such as moving the couch an inch to the left or moving bookcases from one corner to another. It makes me feel refreshed. And it also helps me to feel like my life is not at a stand still. I think in some cultures, this is called Feng Shui.....in my culture, I like to call it "Mary's bored and needs something to do so she's going to move things around until she gets tired or distracted by the task of doing something else."
5) Baking cookies. I love the smell of fresh baked cookies!!! Especially on a rainy day. It's like the extra rain smell adds to the flavor or something. I can't quite describe it. Just trust me on this: Chocolate+rain= yummy yummy goodness.
4) Watching the rain from our bay window in the front of the house with a kitty on my lap (or 2 or 3 and so on and so on:). This is pure bliss. Nothing can quite take the place of this....hee that rhymed!
3) Playing with the dog. Andrew and I have this game we play with Leira where we'll chase her up and down the stairs and all around the house. We'll go in separate directions in order to confuse her (which really doesn't take much) and sometimes we'll hide behind a closed door to see if she notices. This is a very fun and cheap form of entertainment. Ah. The classic moments that make up our lives.
2) Staying in my pajamas all day. Do I really need to say more than this?
1) Reading a good book or 2 (most likely of the memoir or vampire/witch/werewolf persuasion as of late...depending on the mood). Quiet time+a fantastic read= happiness and pure content.
9) Staying in and eating junk food, watching old movies and laughing until I cry (or vis-versa depending on the flick). There are just some movies that I can watch over and over again and never get enough.
Some that immediately come to mind: Breakfast At Tiffanys, While You Were Sleeping, 13 Going on 30, Harry Potter.....and so on and so on
8) Taking a nap. Let's be honest, any day that I actually get a chance to do this is a good day:). I totally took this for granted when I was little. I wanted to spend every moment I could wide awake in the hopes that i would never miss anything. But these days, a nap picks me up just like that and I'm ready to conquer the world once again. Without such naps...i can still conquer the world...only a bit more sluggishly.
7) Having the extra time to "stalk" people on Myspace and Facebook. Don't judge! We all do it and you know it!!! What better way to keep up with ex's and old "friends" from high school than to check out their recent updates and statuses and pictures without having to actually TALK to them?!?! GENIUS! And my happiness increases in points each time I come across an old classmate who is now fat....that's right. I am woman hear me roar! Grr...
6) Rearranging furniture. I go through spring cleaning more than the average person. I like to have little changes around me such as moving the couch an inch to the left or moving bookcases from one corner to another. It makes me feel refreshed. And it also helps me to feel like my life is not at a stand still. I think in some cultures, this is called Feng Shui.....in my culture, I like to call it "Mary's bored and needs something to do so she's going to move things around until she gets tired or distracted by the task of doing something else."
5) Baking cookies. I love the smell of fresh baked cookies!!! Especially on a rainy day. It's like the extra rain smell adds to the flavor or something. I can't quite describe it. Just trust me on this: Chocolate+rain= yummy yummy goodness.
4) Watching the rain from our bay window in the front of the house with a kitty on my lap (or 2 or 3 and so on and so on:). This is pure bliss. Nothing can quite take the place of this....hee that rhymed!
3) Playing with the dog. Andrew and I have this game we play with Leira where we'll chase her up and down the stairs and all around the house. We'll go in separate directions in order to confuse her (which really doesn't take much) and sometimes we'll hide behind a closed door to see if she notices. This is a very fun and cheap form of entertainment. Ah. The classic moments that make up our lives.
2) Staying in my pajamas all day. Do I really need to say more than this?
1) Reading a good book or 2 (most likely of the memoir or vampire/witch/werewolf persuasion as of late...depending on the mood). Quiet time+a fantastic read= happiness and pure content.
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