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2009-12-08T22:39:00.003-06:00

I promise, I have not forgotten to blog, there has just been a lot going on around here. Ok, so not really a number of events per se, but just a ton to think about and contemplate.

Not sure if it has been mentioned here, but I have the greatest job! Not only because of the day-to-day activities and the people I work with and work for, but because of the HUGE opportunities to grow. This year alone I have had an incredible chance to hear, meet, and interact with such diverse people. Not because of their race or faith or language, but because of their stories and strength and passion. I have been exposed to issues and possibilities that I could not have dream of even in my wildest days. There is so much in my head and I struggle to make sense of it all and get it all out. Some of it makes sense one day and then the next is a complete jumble. On Monday I want to save the world from all suffering and Tuesday I find myself complaining because the fairies did not fold my laundry while I was at work. Before work I am in tears because my birthday (a big one) is just around the corner and it scares me. On the way home, I am motivated to research and help with a global issue that effects people domestically and internationally. It just seems like I am living in a juxtaposition that has me spinning in circles.

So, as you can see, I am writing. I am drafting posts. You will see some of them soon. I promise.

We remember

2009-11-18T22:11:00.004-06:00

Today is the 10th anniversary of the fall of the Aggie Bonfire. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I remember ignoring a random phone call around 3:00 in the morning. I remember annoyingly answering a 5:45 phone call from Sis who was getting ready for work hours away. She asked where my boyfriend was and, half-asleep, I told her that he was out at Build. I woke up quickly when she told me that Stack had fallen and early reports were that there were students dead. I remember moving quicker than I had in years to throw on some pants and literally ran across campus to my friends’ dorm. I dated a guy in the Corps all 4 years of college, and he and some members of his outfit were among my closest friends. I was reassured that he was fine, and in fact never went out the night before thanks to an early morning test. Other members of the outfit were not so lucky. A few saw it all happen, some were on Stack itself, some were walking injured, a few were hospitalized, and one gave his life. Everyone dealt with it differently. I guess we still do.

Like I said, I remember it all like it was yesterday. I will spare you the details of hospital visits, trips to the MSC, memorials (campus wide and in small groups), the stream of phone calls to and from anyone and everyone whom we loved, liked, or only once knew. One thing I will forever be grateful for is the fact that Dad had a speaking engagement on campus with the Aggie Fellows Program the next day. Despite it being cancelled, both he and Mom drove down that morning and sat with me at Sweet Eugene’s while news continued to come trickling in from a wide variety of sources. They brought me almost every paper that covered the tragedy. I still have them all. I still have my candle from the vigil that night, one from the Midnight Yell before the big game, and one from that year’s Muster. I still have the ribbon that stayed on my coat throughout that fall and winter. I have the receipt from the flowers that I took to the site early one morning. I have countless pictures of those two weeks. Through it all, the Aggies, far and wide, were a family. We stood together. We stood in remembrance. We stood for those who no longer could. We stood for the Aggie Spirit for it is a “Spirit can ne’er be told.” We continue to remember.

For those 12 individuals, for those 12 Aggies, I will call "HERE" today and always.

This video is a bit more uplifting. Jeff's Yell Leader speech, President Bush's remarks, and the comments from Dr. Gates at the memorial are all poignant. Plus, the game highlights remind me of when the Wrecking Crew was present, Jamar Toombs was at his best, and the beast that was Brian Gamble.

Six word Saturday

2009-09-26T10:31:00.003-05:00

Three day weekend...good things happening!

This weekend is my last three day weekend for a while and I am determined to make things happen! Nothing really specific but I just thought that I would throw that positive energy out into the world. The "to-do" list has just grown too long, the paperwork has piled up, I am behind on chores, and I miss my friends and the "scene" in my area. I decided not to get bogged down by all of the things to be worked on and just simply say that this weekend? This weekend, things will happen. Good things!

Play six word with Cate

Six word Saturday

2009-09-19T14:40:00.003-05:00

Forgot how much I love football.

College football's on and life's good.

I leave town for one week and the Rangers go to hell in a hand-basket. At least it is football season!

Play six word with Cate.

Starting to turn

2009-09-10T21:21:00.003-05:00

For months, if not years, I have been swearing up and down that I would start a real workout program. It was attempted many times and at the most lasted 3 days. I tried running, weight lifting, and stupid “programs” I found in magazines. I set goals and made plans, but through each brilliant idea the same fact came flying at me…I HATE working out!

Randomly, I decided to detox myself from fast food on August 20th. Those that know me are aware of the fact that I eat from a fast food restaurant at least once a day. It is bad. I know. You know when you eat somewhere too much that it does not sound good anymore? Well, that is what I did with the no less than 30 fast food places within 5 miles of my house. Gross. I know. Oddly, that little detox has gone well. Only once a week is fast food day and it must to be a “smart” choice. It is working.

Motivated by food success, a personal trainer was selected and the new “attempt to workout” date was chosen. 09-09-09. Simply because if you turn it upside down it is 666 and well, let us be honest…

Day 1 – Survived the first step…getting into my sports bra. I even managed to do it without getting winded. Baby steps people. Ok, I am not really that out of shape, but pretty close. The gym was CRAZY! So PT told me to take a brisk walk/jog and stretch. 20 minutes and 2 miles later I was done. This is so doable!

Day 2—I had to go into the gym. Great. I have never in my life been in a gym to use equipment. NEVER. EVER! I have no idea what the machines are used for, much less HOW to use them. PT makes me warm-up for 5 minutes and then asks me, “what do you want to do?” I look at her perplexed. “Do you want to do upper body or lower body?” I tell her I have no idea. Her response? “Great! We will do both.” My response? Great.

At one point I was doing this pully down thing (that is a technical term by the way) and I tell PT it was not comfortable. She said okay, 5 more. I said no! it is not comfortable now. Five more later, I am Jell-O and that was only the first thing we did. Great.

Long story, but I have no idea what I did in regards to equipment I used and reps and stuff? Not a clue. All I can say is that I worked on a few machines, used some free weights, a step thingy, equipment that used my own body weight, and some abs stuff on the mats. I felt the burn and totally thought I was going to die during and after it. At one point I look at PT and she has a huge grin on her face. She laughs and says she can see my muscles quivering under my clothes. No crap, lady! It has been 11 years since I worked out. ELEVEN YEARS!!

Good news is…I got out alive. Bad news is…she is making me go back tomorrow. Great.

I have to say that I was proud of myself for trying absolutely everything she asked me to do. I never said “I can’t” or “there is no way” or anything of that nature. I may just be able to do it this time. The new leaf has started to turn. And trust me, I can feel it!

Six word Saturday

2009-09-05T09:22:00.004-05:00

Much needed long weekend is here!

This weekend will be filled with afternoon naps, football, a nap, friends, and a birthday for Sis. :) Too fun!

I am so, so excited that college football has started back up! Crisp fall days and a little pigskin is the best time of year. To top it off and make it even more fantastic is the fact that the Rangers are still playing pretty well. It is going to be a good three days!

Six word Saturday

2009-08-29T17:01:00.006-05:00

Can I hang out with him?!

BOOMBOX from Ely Kim on Vimeo.

My friend Amanda recently adopted a new baby bundle of joy. Her mother-in-law made a statement about him becoming a dancer. That made me giggle because I remember MANY nights of spontaneous dance parties with Amanda in high school. What do I do with these memories? Why, spend some time with YouTube videos of course. I came across this one and instantly thought, WOW! why can I not date this guy? There are some great moves in here, but 21 is my favorite. And 99 and 100. And 56. And ...

Anyway, which one is your favorite?

P.S. - I am impressed if you got through the whole thing. Here is the link to a list of the songs used.
P.P.S. - Play 6 word along with Cate...

One word Wednesday

2009-08-26T19:05:00.004-05:00

Vacation!

Promises, promises

2009-08-23T21:36:00.000-05:00

Again, I have been MIA. The month of August has been filled with me working (A LOT), a vacation to the beach, some great music, friends, and fun. I promise I will get back into a blog groove soon, hopefully in the next week.

Does it really rain here?

2009-08-03T23:31:00.012-05:00

Keith Update

Well, it has been over a month since I went to visit CL in Seattle with Julie and her Mr. – does that help you put a bit of perspective on how far behind I am in my posts?! GEEZ!

Anywho, it was an absolutely fabulous trip (minus the first couple of days) filled with all the tourist type things I wanted to do/see and a few surprises too!

I flew through LAX and because of weird diet glitches that cause SEVERE migraines I grabbed some Wendy’s in the airport. Fast-forward to Seattle where CL met me and we went to meet the Julie’s at Red Robin. I thought my biggest problem through the week would be curbing headaches, but NOPE! I wake up the next morning with a HORRIBLE, TERRIBLE case of some sort of food toxicity. YUCK! Long story short, I ended up in urgent care on a couple of liters of IV fluid and put on a strict liquid diet for 5 days. Not that strict because I went for a hot dog 2 days later. Thank God for the (at the time) recent iPhone purchase to keep me entertained in bed.

The next day was spent in bed at the hotel watching WAY too much TLC and the movie Sleepless in Seattle. How ironic. CL did take me for a car tour of Alki Beach (from the movie), which was super cool.

Because I was yucky, I missed the day everyone went to the Mariners game. Tear! CL generously offered to take me on the tour of Safeco Field for my first “healthy” outing. It was really one of the coolest things I have done on a vacation. I am now a huge fan of ballpark tours. CL even liked it and she says baseball is “stupid and boring.” How are we friends you ask? We are friends because she would do things like take me on that tour. (I will spare you the 86 pictures I took of the park and give you only two.)

We also did the whole Pike’s Place Market thing and saw the flying fish. The flowers and goods are far more interesting. We saw the VERY FIRST Starbucks. That seems really important to some people who enjoy coffee so I took a picture.

We went to the top of the Space Needle and saw Alki Beach and Pier 70 (where Real World Seattle was filmed) and some lake where Bill Gates lives. Did you know that he does not allow ANY Apple products in his house?! That means his kids cannot have iPhones or iPods. Is that not child abuse to force your kid to have a Zune?

We saw the Experience Music Project building and then went in it to find Michael Jackson’s Motown 25 outfit. Hello! Sparkle Glove! He died while I was up there and you remember this post about my love for him, so this was awesome to see.
Cool guitar sculpture in the EMP

Some Hendrix guitars

They had a Jim Henson exhibit complete with Muppet fur walls. They were so soft. Some poor kid totally got my food yuck after this picture was taken.

We went to Snoqualmie Falls. Basically, beautiful. If it was not so darn cold up there I would totally want to cliff dive and swim the falls. I did not take the “half mile” hike down to the edge of the falls – remember…IV fluids. Next time.
We went to some pier/shopping area (sorry I forgot the name, CL!) and among other things fed seagulls. Those things have no fear! I, on the other hand, have a lot! It scared me every time and was followed by me hysterically laughing.

We went to Jimi Hendrix’s gravesite. It is randomly at a little cemetery in a Seattle suburb and has absolutely no markers leading you to it, but CL is super tour guide and knew just where to go.

CL even gave a few sewing lessons to Julie and me. Julie made a great little bag and apron, and I made a dress for Bea. Since she does not appear on the blog, here I am modeling it as a shirt. I have since added some embellishment and need to take an updated picture.
To finish it off, I got a lovely view of Mt. Rainer on the way home.

Thanks for hosting and guiding CL!! Thanks to all three of you for nursing me back to health and making me laugh through it all. Good times! Start saving for Summer ’10! BlogHer NYC?!

Sorry, super soapbox

2009-07-30T23:43:00.004-05:00

(Keith update)

I know I should not be writing this mere moments after leaving the point of frustration, but I have to get it out! Where was I? The post office. I can already hear some of you with the “agghhhhh” as your head tosses back a little. You are right. That place is seriously so freaking frustrating! I have never gone in thinking I would just “run in” and grab some stamps. I am always prepared to wait in line and every time it annoys me that there are only two (at the most) people working. Why is that? There are at least 4 little stall things to have employees working, but no…only two! And God forbid one has to “go in the back” to get something. Not only is there one worker for every 7 people in line, they have ABSOLUTELY no sense of urgency in how they do their work. Seriously, I have never seen people move so slowly! Teenagers schlep through the mall quicker than postal workers apply a certified mail receipt.

Unfortunately, this was not the high point of my frustration. The sweet, “mature” woman behind me shook her head and tisked at one point and I turned, smiled, and said it was frustrating. The woman behind her piped in and said she had complained multiple times to the postmaster about this particular branch. I made my point about never really seeming to be in a hurry or care about their job. Here is where it happened. The (maybe) 23-year-old girl between my “mature” friend and me says, “Well, it is because of their compensation. People perform based on their pay.” WHAT?! I could barely hold it in. I said, “ha! That is crap. I was a teacher. I never gave up on my kids because of my paycheck.” (To the teachers out there, SIT DOWN) She then continues by saying, “because you got 3 months off a year.” I had to stand there with my mouth open to keep from chirping back “FUCK YOU!” NO! They do not!

Thankfully the older woman took care of it in a much more tactful way, but on behalf of the teachers out there, could all of you just back off! Why is teaching the one profession that always has that thrown at them? Not pro-athletes who PLAY A GAME for a PORTION of the year for MILLIONS! Nobody ever has a problem that three, yes three, of my doctors take over 2 months off every year to “be with their families” while collecting $25 for applying a freaking Band-Aid. I am not saying teachers should be paid more, in fact, I do not believe they do need pay raises, but people really need to stop saying they get “3 months off” because it is simply not true.

Why is it that one of the few professions that shape our future is constantly scrutinized because they get too much “vacation?” Sure, there are teachers that are not worth a crap and should be kicked out of the classroom, but instead they end up in a random administrative position. A desk job; they are pushing paperwork, attending meetings, and collecting nauseating salaries. Sounds a little like an accountant or manager or banker or director or do I need to continue or do you get the point?

Teachers do not have a job that holds stresses like telling a family their loved one has passed or nervously knocking on the door of a call only to be met by a crazy person with a gun or race into a burning building to save a child’s hamster or spend a year away from their family on a beach with no water chasing after an ever changing enemy. Those people have stress! Those people are heroes.

But anyone that has been, has lived with, or is a teacher knows that they bring work home with them everyday. Their 9-5 job is truly 7-10 most days. The actual 8-4 (that was the “classroom day” when I taught) is spent teaching. They lecture, model, aid, guide, discipline, motivate, support, love, tolerate, and accept the kid’s in their room all day. (Minus the 25 minute lunch that has a duty attached to it on some days.) When the final bell rings at 4 they tutor, listen, and (honestly) babysit kids while trying to clean up a room and prepare for the next day. That is when they print lessons, make copies, return parent emails and phone calls, attend meetings with anyone from a superintendent to a special educator to a colleague in the weeds. Then they go home with a bag full of papers to grade or projects or materials to review because they know that the first question they hear in the morning will be “do you have our papers?” That is followed closely with “what are we doing today?” and, from the one that had an orthodontist appointment just during your class, “did we do anything yesterday?” I always wanted to answer, “no, we just stared longingly at your empty desk all period. Too distraught by your absence to even function.”

Again, I am VERY aware that not all teachers are good, but neither are all cops or doctors or CEOs. Every job has its stressors and everyone works hard, if only in their own head. When it comes to people that work with the future, please, praise the good ones. When you knock the profession as a whole it drives quality away. We have to keep the good ones! It is for our future and for our country.

All that being said, I ran away. I was not one of the strong ones.

Sorry for that tirade. I just had to get it out.

P.S. -- I know all of this goes for parenting as well, but the girl in line just mentioned teaching. Big hug to those of you that are parents and those crazy few that are both teachers and parents. And if I could give the world to Julie I would…she was a single parent and high school teacher when I first met her. I do not know how you remained sane and raised such a great young man. Kudos girlie!

One word Wednesday

2009-07-29T19:29:00.003-05:00

YAY!!

Fun summer giveaways

2009-07-27T12:21:00.003-05:00

Fabulous K is having two giveaways a day all week! She has the coolest sense of style. She has that ability (that I am so jealous of) to find things you would never put together and they just look so darn cute when she is done with them. I wish I could pay her to come in and redo my place while I am away on vacation...like those HGTV shows. But it would actually look great when it was done.

Oh well, in the meantime I will live vicariously through her blog. Go check it out!

How to transition

2009-07-26T22:41:00.002-05:00

I have been struggling to find a way to transfer from updates on Keith to less serious or possibly entertaining posts. It has been decided that I will try to put a button in the sidebar. Until that is figured out, I will just put a line stating "Keith Update" on each post. By clicking on the link you will go directly to the Caring Bridge website and be filled in daily. Thanks for your patience while I searched for a way to transition tactfully.

New posts coming this week! PROMISE!

Keith update

2009-07-16T00:18:00.001-05:00

Judy posted an incredibly raw and touching update on Facebook; so again, if you have an account, go to “pray for Keith Beasley.” In summation, the past few days have been trying for Judy, Keith, and their families. All of them have completely turned the situation over to God.

In her words, “…I completely surrendered to God's will. I told Keith how much I loved him. I then said the hardest sentence of my life. I told Keith that it might not be part of God's plan to have him here with me. And if that was the case, I would be okay. I cried and I cried, but I wanted Keith to know that I would be okay.” She continues to say... “I told him to keep fighting. But if he got tired, it was okay. If he needed to take a break, I wanted him to relax. I told him that I loved him so much and that if he needed to leave me, I would be okay.”

She explained that his condition remains essentially the same but that “his body is dying.” In spite of that, or perhaps because of that, she added… “Please know that I am still praying for a miracle. I believe that God can heal Keith from head to toe. I trust in His goodness and know that His love for Keith and me is much deeper than our love for each other.”

Again, I so appreciate all of you who have offered your kind words through email and more importantly through prayer.

Prayers please!

2009-07-12T23:46:00.002-05:00

Calling everyone
I have hesitated to post because ASKING for prayers is not really in my Catholic nature. But here I go…thanks to the blogosphere, I began following a friend of a friend years ago and now she needs your help.

Judy and her husband Keith are Texans that live in San Diego where she is a teacher and they were eagerly expecting their first child. Keith came to Texas for a bachelor party in early April. Judy stayed in San Diego as her school year was beginning to wrap up and her pregnancy was approaching its 8th month. Long story short, Keith left the bachelor party and was waiting for his buddies on the roof of a parking garage. He lost his balance and fell 7 floors onto a small patch of grass. Luckily, some people happened to see a figure fall and called 911 immediately. He has been in the hospital ever since.

Judy quickly came from CA to be with her husband in Austin and after receiving initial treatment they were transferred to Dallas. All the while, Judy was expecting their first child. A boy. She has since given birth to a happy, healthy son named Brooks and has been staying with her family while Keith has undergone more than his share of ups and downs. He has had multiple shunt surgeries, physical therapy, bedsores, liver toxicity, muscle and bone issues from a lack of movement, various room/hospital moves, tests, test, and more tests. All the while, Judy visits her husband, takes care of their new son, updates everyone daily, meets with countless doctors, nurses, and therapists, and is now being forced to deal with insurance company issues.

I can say that Keith has had very good days. Days where he obviously brightens when Judy is near. He knows her and Judy says it is clear that he recognizes the fragility of Brooks being a baby when he holds him. (Or rather when Brooks lays with him.) All that being said, while they have needed prayers through these three months, I got this email at 9:45 tonight:

Immediate prayer request – Judy is at the hospital with her father. Keith’s heart is not pumping properly and his heart is enlarged which is a very serious condition at this point. They have started him on the heart medication in order to try and get the heart to start pumping more and will monitor it over the next few hours. The doctor does not think Keith could survive any kind of surgery so please pray for decisions Judy may need to make. The doctor also does not think Keith may make it through the night. Immediate prayer request – for the heart to start pumping properly and to respond to the heart medication. Pray for Judy – she has completely surrendered to the Lord’s will. Lord Jesus, both Keith and Judy are in your hands – protect them.

If you have a facebook, you can find more information on the page set up by the family by searching Pray for Keith Beasley. The information about Austin and needing rooms, meals, etc. is out of date, but everything else you would need to know is there.

I know that prayer is strong and I know that prayer is healing - both for the sick and those that care for them. I also know that many of you share this sentiment, so I turn to you.

Wordless Wednesday

2009-07-08T15:09:00.002-05:00

Girl's night out

Lisa, Tiffany, me, and Jen

Just smile

2009-07-07T23:07:00.005-05:00

I have to do it. While the media coverage is daunting to say the least and there are FAR more important things happening, I have to post about Michael Jackson. MJ. Wacko Jacko. The King of Pop. Whatever you want to call him.

Maybe it is my age, maybe my childhood packed with dance classes, maybe my love for all things eccentric, but let’s just say I LOVE HIM! Oh, he is a complete freak show, a bit shady, and had questionable relationships to put it nicely, but above all else, he was an immensely gifted AND talented man.

He really did write the soundtrack to my life. I was only three when he did the moonwalk for the first time, and I do not remember watching it, but I can guarantee you that my Detroit born parents tuned in to watch the Motown Anniversary. I vividly remember many nights practicing MJ moves with my brother, sister, and Heather (the babysitter) on the parquet floor in the living room. I can still moonwalk to this day. When I was 6, I hid one of my white Easter gloves under all my clothes in the bottom drawer so I could go to Mass with only one (in my mind) sparkly glove. I always wanted silver sequin socks. I went to a premier of the movie Free Willy not for the film but for the soundtrack. I own the Making of Thriller video and have watched it more times than I can count. I stayed in ballet so I could go on Pointe and do a toe-stand in any kind of shoes just like him. The album HIStory was the talk of my driver’s ed class when it was released in the summer of 1995. We all bought it at Sound Warehouse the day it was available. We would listen to Bad, Thriller, and Off the Wall for hours after work during “book rush” in college. I never wanted to dance like him because I always knew I was not that musical. His moves were just another instrument in his hits. It was incredible!

There were times that he was a complete train wreck. Do you remember the Lisa Marie kiss? Eww! Do you remember that weird belly shot in the "You Are Not Alone" video? Oh, and the fact that he and Lisa Marie were naked? Eww times two! And that just scratches the surface of oddities. But aside from all of that, today he was saluted. Stevie Wonder, a man who has won 22 Grammy awards, recognized him with song. Maya Angelou wrote a poem about him, remembering “normal” moments of side splitting belly laughter and “performance” moments like the toe-stand. Berry Gordy called him the “greatest entertainer to ever live” and Gordy knows a few great entertainers. Most who spoke today talked about perfectly normal times with a perfectly normal guy. A guy who loved much and laughed often. I did not know that guy, but the entertainer that I grew up with was an idol.
I remember that Elisabeth adored him and always wanted to meet him and see him in concert. Luckily, she was given the chance to do just that before she died. She went to his concert on September 10, 2001 in New York.

My dad has always told me “if you believe it, you become it.” I realized I should actually listen to him when I was 21 and heard an interview with MJ where he said, “…whatever you believe, you become.”

I'm an intellectual...Make me turn it off!

2009-06-22T23:42:00.002-05:00

Okay, everybody close your eyes. Now, be honest. Do not worry. No one can see you. Raise you hand if you watch I’m a Celebrity…Get Me Out of Here!. Hell’s Kitchen? America’s Next Top Model? Real Housewives of Orange County? New York? Atlanta? New Jersey? Survivor? Kathy Griffin: Life on the D-List? True Life?

I watch them all! IT IS SICK!! I do not watch them religiously and thank God for DVR because otherwise it could get ugly.

This week I have jumped feet first into vacation. For that reason I have found myself up until 3am watching complete and total crap on television. I feel like my brain has been fried to only two brain cells. And those are competing over whom I detest more…Danielle from Jersey or Speidi from The Hills/Celebrity. MAKE ME TURN IT OFF!! How did my life turn so sad in just one week?!

I found myself on Google looking up when the new Big Brother was going to start. I was relieved to know that I would not be on a plane to visit CL when NYC Prep premieres this week. I am bummed that Project Runway is no longer on television, but was happy to see Kat Von D came back to LA Ink for another season. Seriously, find me a 12-step program PRONTO!!

I will say that I do not have emotional feelings for the people on these shows. I do not cry when they leave or scream at them when they do something stupid. There is really no reason why I watch them because they are dumb and make me feel far less intelligent on a daily basis, but they make me laugh so hard! I think I will make a list of one-liners that make me laugh out loud every week. Really. People could not write this stuff!

Note: I have not watched Jon & Kate since the “babies” were potty training (the “announcement” is recorded however), but Aaden and Leah are my favorite. I do not watch the Bachelor/Bachelorette because it makes me uncomfortable. Every now and again I will watch a Real World or Road Rules thing, but it makes me worry about my former students. (I do not think yall need links to those 5 shows.)

Another note: Do not even think about putting Amazing Race or So You Think You Can Dance in this crap reality show category. Those two shows are pure GREATNESS! I mean television GOLD! So back off.

Post criteria

2009-06-11T11:58:00.008-05:00

People often post comments or ask questions about my job, my hometown, or ask, "do you even have a family?" Basically, yes, I have a job, but we (the company) are very protective of the people we work with because they deserve the utmost in privacy. Yes, I have a hometown. It is in Texas. Yes, I have a family, but Sis has made it VERY clear that she wants no pics of Bea on the internet EVER!

I respect the fact that this is my blog and they (my coworkers, clients, or family) did not ask to have their likeness splattered over the world wide web. People have criticized me about being too protective of my work and family, but frankly they are mine and you do not get a say. Sorry. Wait, no I am not. Deal with it.

Every picture I post is a debate. I always want to make sure that no one in the picture could be affected in any way by the post. I often crop photos so that it is only me, only people from the back, or identifying information is blurred. If there are other people in the photos or mentioned by real name in the posts, they are aware of it because I have told them. Call me overprotective, that is fine.

Just to prove my point, here is an interesting story about a company that lifted a picture from a blog and used it without the family's permission. It is a harmless example, but just think of what else could happen. Think about it when you think it is cute to post pictures of your small children or anyone else's kids for that matter.

Christmas photo ends up in Czech ad

Do not be paranoid and completely stop posting pics (everyone knows posts are better with pictures), just think about the ones you publish and maybe add a watermark on them.

Calling all 8 of you

2009-06-09T18:55:00.003-05:00

Yes, the 8 of you that read my blog, including my creeper family members that think I do not know they check the blog. I see you. I know you are there. Thanks Google Analytics.

Anyway, I thought I would post a little something from BlogHer. They are trying to have “meet-ups” with their bloggers around the United States. Most all of the meetings are this month, sorry I found this after some of them already happened. I went to one of these things back, oh I do not know when but it was cold outside, and it was a blast. It is so fun to see the face and hear the voice behind the many witty, heartfelt, and crafty talents we all blog stalk. So, go to this link and see where to find your meet-up group.

It is a great way to network! Jen—go to the Dallas one and market the Sip-n-Swap. (Lord, I hope you have business cards for the event.)

Dear Liza, Dear Liza

2009-06-08T12:01:00.003-05:00

There is a hole in my pocket! My money is GONE! Where does it go?!

Somehow I have burned (might as well be literally) through my entire month’s budget. I can hear you…but Colleen, it is only 8 days into June. Yes, I know. But Colleen, how did you do that? Well duh! If I knew, I would not have a post to blog about people. So Colleen, what are you going to do? Hold my breath until I get paid again on the 25th and roll coins found in the couch cushions. See? I have a plan.

I know some of it (read “a lot”) went to the Ballpark in Arlington, but by no means all of it! So, if you see me in real-life eating out, shopping, or generally gallivanting around town throwing hundred dollar bills into the air, please stop me...unless I am watching the Rangers. All that money is totally worth it. Oh, and if you stop me you can totally have one of those hundreds.

K? Thx!

Side note – have you ever actually learned the words to that song? ODD!

Wordless Wednesday

2009-06-03T19:56:00.000-05:00

For Amanda...

Six Word Saturday

2009-05-30T12:18:00.005-05:00

Projects done,

Rangers doubleheader,

Summer's here!

I promise this will not become a baseball blog over the summer months. It is just really exciting that my boys are actually winning and sticking with it this year. I have said for too many years that they would go to the World Series when I was 80...it may happen a bit earlier. :)

Play Six Word with Cate...

Wordless Wednesday

2009-05-27T19:52:00.007-05:00

Beautiful flowers Daigle sent to work as a "thank you" for the Triple Play ticket.

Before they opened...

Blooming!!

Date with Daigle and Ryan

2009-05-21T20:27:00.017-05:00

I got an email about two weeks ago asking if I would be interested in attending the Texas Rangers Foundation Triple Play charity dinner. I jumped at the chance. Tickets normally run about $350, but this particular person bought a table of 10 and invited little old me, and a guest, to join them.

It was quite the debate on who to take with me. Despite it being on King’s birthday, he is overseas all month for work. So I came up with strict criteria…1. Male 2. Single 3. Know baseball 4. Be a fan of (or at least appreciate) the Rangers 5. Own a suit 6. Be able to behave at a dinner table and in front of VIPs.

So, I email Daigle, a buddy from high school. I have not seen/spoken to him in four years, but he is a walking, talking Beckett book of Ranger facts, figures, and fan-demonium. Honestly, he is a complete freak show when it comes to team stats. I knew he would be excited and a bit hesitant as well. I mean really, this old friend comes out of nowhere and offers you a $350 dinner … with your favorite people on earth … for free? Hmmmm.

He takes the offer and picks me up.

On the way there I ask him if there is anyone he really wants to meet. He mentions Nolan Ryan and I tell him I can guarantee to get him close enough to introduce himself. (I have no shame doing that for other people.) He promptly tells me he would “punch him in the face from sheer excitement.” I get a little worried. I mean I knew Daigle’s favorite number was 34 and his room was plastered with posters of Nolan in high school, but I guess I never really had a childhood hero like this before. (Pic below of what Nolan can do if someone comes after him. Click for the video.)

We are told to take our seats, and we find the table which ends up being front and center. There is another couple there and a lovely woman standing alone. We all introduce ourselves with first names and sit. Daigle looks at me, eyes about to pop out of his head, and tells me the woman is Nolan Ryan’s wife. I just smile. Tom Hicks and his wife Cinda then join us at the table as well. Then Derek Holland joins us. (He is our new, fresh pitcher we drafted from junior college 2 years ago and just brought up to play this year. God, I hope he can turn our pitching around!)

There is one empty chair. It is at Daigle’s immediate left.

He looks at me in a burst of bridled giddiness I could never describe and forces out, “Is he going to sit next to me?” I just laugh. He tells me his hands are shaking and sure enough I look down to see a grand mal seizure going on from wrist to fingertip. Before we knew it, Mr. Ryan was shaking our hands and saying “nice to meet you”. I thought Daigle was going to pass out. It was SO FREAKING COOL!! They were all incredibly nice and funny to boot! After dinner, the players entertain everyone with a round of Fielder’s Feud. It is like Family Feud, but the “families” are the Infielders vs. the Outfielders. Pretty. Stinkin’. Funny. Next up was a lovely serenade of "Afternoon Delight" by the rookies in full '70s Anchorman attire. Ballplayers in tight pants, platform heels, and singing = greatness. Elvis Andrus with maracas is quite possibly the most entertaining thing I have seen in a long time.

Then there was a Guys and Dolls (the theme of the evening) battle of the sexes game with the players and their wives. Dolls won. Not surprising!

I did not get pictures with any of the players because of where I was sitting. I did not think it would be a good idea to turn into a swooning, blubbering, psycho fan in 9/10 of a second, but I did get a baseball autographed by Michael Young and Josh Hamilton. Seriously…they are all so kind!!

Josh Hamilton 1 Peter 2:24 He has an incredible story!!

Michael Young

Needless to say, the evening was FANTASTIC and will remain one of the greatest nights of my life for…well…pretty much forever. It was an added bonus that I got to witness Daigle meet his “all-time idol,” and no, he did not punch him.

Got a little story for ya...

2009-05-18T23:36:00.002-05:00

...but it will have to wait until later in the week. I AM SOOOO SORRY! I know I have completely neglected my poor, sweet blog and all of my blogiverse friends, but it has been crazy with a capital K around here. There really is a good story coming, but in order to do it justice it will have to wait. I have a HUGE project due at work this week so I am off to work for another 3-4 hours. Yes, that will make my first all-nighter for work since college. Damn me and my procrastination skills!

Winner of a losing night

2009-05-05T20:21:00.006-05:00

Early last week I was talking to a guy I have been hanging out with for a few months, King. I asked if he wanted to go see Bob and Jillian at HOB. He said he would let me know. Never a good sign, but I was going regardless.

So, he calls the next day and tells me he landed “some pretty decent” Ranger tickets for the same night. Oh my quandary!! Thankfully he understands the incredibly difficult position he put me in and told me to think about it. I opt for the Rangers and hope to make it to the HOB.

At no point during the week did I ask him where the seats were because 1. I think that is rude and 2. I am, admittedly, a section snob. I like my first base line Lexus seats, dang it!

As we approach our highway exit I ask what section we are in so I know where to park…yes, I have that memorized. He replies, “section 31”. I am instantly aware that this is in front of the on-deck circle and am trying not to freak out. When we enter the park (always a cool feeling for me) he starts to lead us to the seats. We start walking down the stairs. And walk. And walk. And walk. All the way down to the 5th row! Holy crap!

King is still new to my life so I am keeping my freak out as internal as possible, but let me tell you, it is cracking. When we sit down I ask him if he knows who is directly in front of me. He looks and says no. I explain that it is the owner of the team. Then I ask if he knows who is directly in front of him. Again, he looks and replies in a negative. I tell him it is Nolan Ryan. He seems a little shocked that I could recognize both from behind. Again, he is new. HELLO! SUPER FAN!!

Ian Kinsler on-deck and David Murphy at bat.

Hank Blalock--a fav of mine since I graduated.

Toward the end of the game I wave to some folks that sit on the VERY front row. She flags me down to the seats and asks if we want to sit there because they are “heading out”. WHAT?! ARE YOU KIDDING? I tell her no because I thought it was the right thing to do, but end up taking the offer since she and her husband would not be there with us. After the game there are fireworks and…here is the highlight…

The security guard comes and invites King and me ON. TO. THE. FIELD. to watch them! Again, I hesitate but take the offer. Do not worry. I stop myself from jumping up and down, running the bases, and making a grass angel in the outfield. The fireworks were nice, I guess. Did not really pay much attention to them. Can you blame me?!

On-deck circle

To top off the night, King was kind enough to go to the Bob concert after my minor, giddy, jumping, clapping, giggle fest while walking to the car. He even danced at Bob. What the heck? This was honestly an evening that NEVER happens in my life, but boy am I glad it happened once. I will not have that opportunity again, but dang it, it was incredible. I am so glad I remembered my camera for this one!
Sadly, the Rangers lost that night, but won the next two games of the series. By the way, those that know me in real life can probably totally picture that giddy freak out in the parking lot after the game. ;)

Six Word Saturday

2009-05-02T08:20:00.004-05:00

Amazing Race audition...wish me luck!

I cannot tell you how badly I want this!! I have never missed an episode and could totally win! Participate in Six Word with Cate.

**Update**

DAMN YOU SWINE FLU!! The audition interviews were postponed because of this darn thing! Too bad we did not get word of this little fact until we drove all the way out to the location. C'est la vie...

Compelled to clarify a bit

2009-04-29T22:18:00.004-05:00

I am sorry, but I have to just say something on the topic of the day...Swine Flu. Oh, sorry, H1N1.

It has become just too much! I was so looking forward to a weekend filled with tennis and golf tournaments, but NO! My state has decided to cancel all high school sports and therefore, adult tournaments as well. REALLY?! I had also made plans to go to the state lacrosse championship next weekend, but NO! Cancelled!

Just so you all know…

In the United States, each year 30-40,000 people die from the “regular” flu. There are about 40 million cases reported each year.

According to the US Census, there are roughly 306,319,565 people in the United States. According to MSNBC, there are just over 100 confirmed cases of swine flu in the US right now. That means there is about 1 case of swine flu per 2,759,635 people.

As for the World Health Organizations Pandemic "Coding"? Well, the media has failed to effectively mention that levels 1-3 are typically only concerning infection in animals or animal to human. They do not normally deal with human to human transmission. So, the fact that we were at a level 4 yesterday simply means that it has mutated and is now capable of transferring from person to person...much like the common cold or "regular" flu. Currently, we are at a level 5. That means there have been cases of one disease reported in more than two countries in one region. Yes, this H1N1 has the potential to be bad...really bad, but the media has failed to put it into perspective.

The moral of the story? Wash your hands. If you feel sick, stay home from school/work and go to the doctor.

I do not doubt that it makes you feel like crap and is not an enjoyable 7-10 days if you contract it, but is all the media necessary?

Not forgotten

2009-04-23T21:50:00.004-05:00

Seven years ago, one of my best friends passed away. I so regret not staying in better touch with her during her last year with us. Today is her birthday. I think of her literally every single day and today will always be important to me. Here is the post from last year. Happy birthday, Elisabeth!

La De Da, La De Da

2009-04-20T23:18:00.011-05:00

You may remember my post about a former student from my old job that was playing at the House of Blues. Well, thankfully, I made it to Jillian Edwards’ show on Friday night. True to form, I was running late and then hit traffic as I arrived in Dallas. Thankfully, as I literally ran into the venue, I found Jill standing just next to the door. It was so good to see her and all of her friends, many of who were former students. She was her normal happy, peppy self…exactly as I remember.

Jillian is such a genuinely kind soul, and her music is such a perfect expression of it. Yes, I am a little biased, but honestly, she is one talented young lady. I was pleasantly surprised by her poise and stage presence. She is all of 5’4”, but takes the stage and owns it with just her petite little self and a guitar. It is really incredible.

Photo credit: Chase Giunta

Her songs are mellow, upbeat, and positive without being cheesy. They have meaning and leave you wanting to listen again. They leave you with a tune in your head, humming and singing them hours later. They leave you with a smile on your face. They leave you with the knowledge that you can conquer this world. They leave you wanting to be a better person.

I am telling you, go and listen to her. You can hear her on MySpace and when you love it, go and pick up her CD at CD Baby. You can also hear samples on the CD Baby site. And for those of you that read this page and are BAYLOR BEARS (Tiffany!), she will be playing Diadeloso this Thurdsay.

Photo credit: Sandra Edwards - i think! (Jill's incredibly sweet, patient, and talented mom. If you live in the DFW area and need a photographer for anything, contact her.)

**Oops! Actually, the photo credit goes to Sara Kerens.**

Here are some videos for ya…

Jillian Edwards - Go Together from Clint Brock on Vimeo. Clint is Jill's brother in law. Seriously, could this family get any more talented?! Oh, and the kid on the drums, March, was also one of my students.

Ladeda

Here is a great picture of her performing with her twin brother, Cole, who is also very talented. They have a funny little song about Dr. Pepper, but I cannot seem to get a video to embed. (Side note: love that her MySpace is day and his is night. And I can totally hear his voice right now laughing out a "DUDE" as he is reading this and seeing the link to a page he cannot log into, let alone update.)

Photo credit: Zach Lewis

A note to sweet Ms. Jillian~
Words cannot express how very proud I am of you. Not only because of where “this music thing” is taking you, but also because of the fact that you are staying true to yourself and the person your parents and your God have allowed you to be. Your spirit is infectious and I hope that it will never fade. You have that “tallest branch of the tallest tree” for you know what it is to live. It is love and hope and laughter and peace. It is falling and learning and giving and growing and succeeding and still learning. It is praise and prayer and worship and fellowship. It is fear and faith and through it all, as you say, it is knowing you are in good hands. Thank you for reminding us of this in your music. Give your mom and dad a big hug around the neck and thank them for doing a great job. I wish you nothing but the best in the future.

Another fun side note, Cole likes to sneak into any and all pictures that he can. The picture at the top left of this blog, the one with my mouth open? That kid in the background to the left of my face? Yep! That is Cole.

Art in the city

2009-04-19T13:02:00.007-05:00

It is the last post about New York….I swear. Well, at least until I go back in July. In case you missed the rest of the trip, go here and here and here.

As mentioned, I was glad to have gone with my family and done a bunch of cliché things, but one thing I really love doing is going to museums. It is, admittedly, a very large and very geeky side of me, but I blame it on Mr. Robinson. He was my 8th grade history teacher and made me love all things old. It is a side of me that is also fueled by my degrees in history and political science.

I had come to the conclusion that I would rather do stuff with the fam than slip away and go to the museums. However, Mom and Sis knew I really, REALLY wanted to go and graciously gave me 45 minutes to go through the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Yes, 45 minutes to comb through approximately 2 million pieces of art. CRAZY! They attempted to come with me, but as soon as we walked into the first room, the Greeks and Romans, and Sis and Bea burst out laughing at the naked sculptures with no arms, I knew it would not work. So, I took a few minutes with my map and plotted a speed race through my selected interests. Sadly, I did not take pictures, but I did get to see the Impressionists I love and went through the various dynasties of China.

The next day I took 2 hours to go through the MoMA. WOW! I have to say is…modern art…I do not “get” it. I mean, an iron plugged into a wall is not art, it is a chore. Dishes in a sink that is overflowing? Huh? I guess some of it is cool, but a lot of it is odd to me. I guess I am just jealous that I never thought to make my pile of dirty laundry into a $250,000 piece of “art”. Aside from the vast array of Dada pieces, there are a TON of cool paintings and installations in this museum. I feel like I saw the whole place, but I would totally go back for another 2 hours. Here are some pictures from the MoMA.

There was a display of Esquire Magazine covers over three decades.

I loved this one as a piece of art, with no article to explain the meaning.

Evidently, Andy Warhol had more than just Tomato in his pantry.

Jackson Pollock made some of his splatter paint have structure.

What I was most taken with at the MoMA was the view of the sculpture garden from inside. It is a large collection of modern, steel sculptures set against a background of brownstones, skyscrapers, and blue skies.

The juxtaposition was artistic in itself!

I also spent two nights with Pip, a friend from high school that I have only reconnected with this past year. The first night I went to his apartment and we walked next door (literally) to a perfect little wine bistro and spent hours chatting and drinking. It was after Jean-Georges though, so I was in a bit of a food coma, and he had just returned from a week in Texas for SxSW.

The next night he called and asked if I wanted to go to watch the NCAA finals. So off we went to a little Irish Pub, had a few, and I met some of his friends. One guy felt the need to “show me a ‘real’ New York night”. It was a Thursday, so evidently our selection was small, but off they swept me to a RAGING dance club! WHAT?! So not my style! I am talking Night at the Roxbury, strobe lights, girls in tiny dresses, DJ spinning dance club. I am in jeans, t-shirt, Chucks, hair in a ponytail with a workout headband. Not a cute one, a black elastic workout headband. Which one of us does not belong?

Thankfully, they knew the promoter so my attire was not an issue and we ended up with a table and bottle service. Aside from the initial shock of the place, I LOVED IT! I had such an amazing time. Never would I have ever picked to go there, but I thoroughly enjoyed Pip, his friends, and myself. I so appreciate y'all taking me in as your NY project. Thanks. (side note: in looking for links for this post, I stumbled upon the "events" page for this club. Thank GOD I had no idea about all of this when they said we were going! Holy crap!)

In closing, my favorite things were skating in Central Park, Jean-Georges, Top of the Rock, 5 Napkin Burger, Citrine, MoMA, Little Mermaid, Pip in his element, and generally hanging out with the girls. Really, the company was the best part of the city.

14 years and counting

2009-04-15T22:30:00.003-05:00

Today is my best bud Eb’s birthday. We have been through A LOT together! Over the past year or two he has become paranoid of getting “old”, so I remind him regularly that I will always be older. (Not to mention that I am the one with a so-called clock.) I wanted to take the time to remind him of a few other good things, so E…

…thanks for being such a great big brother and proud uncle and always being mom’s go to guy.
…thanks for those moments when you laugh at my terrible jokes just because you know I need it.

…thanks for the endless hours upon hours that you will talk politics with me and throw in movie quotes just to tie life together in those chats.
…thanks for coming out in public with me during recent months. I know you hate mixing and mingling with the locals here, but thanks for doing it. We will keep working on it. ;)

Congrats on this past year…your great job, that you actually like, buying your first home, and getting healthy. (How you are living without BBQ I will never know!)

I am very proud of you, Eb. Know that I am always here, and I love you to the moon.

Faith in the future

2009-04-14T22:39:00.004-05:00

Back when I was teaching I spent my last two years losing hope. Do you remember that feeling you had when you found out Santa was not real, or that there was a man behind the curtain in Oz, or that some people will never really care about others? That is the feeling I had in my last two years of education. I realized that some people (too many for my liking) just did not give a darn about students. They only looked at test scores. They ignored the kids' personal challenges and triumphs, they did not wipe tears, give high fives, or share 10 minutes of no-brainer conversation filled with laughter. Those people missed out!

Two years ago I had the honor of working closely with about a dozen kiddos that honestly saved me. They will forever hold a dear place in my heart. I owe them more than they will ever know. Fo Sho ;) Here is a post for them from back then.

I do not keep up with them much now as I have quit that job, and they can no longer pop into my classroom, kick back, and disrupt the class that I was supposed to be teaching. So you could image my surprise and sheer delight when I opened my email recently from a concert company.

Okay, that did not set up very well.

I am on a mailing list for an artist named Bob Schneider (greatness! look him up) and I usually delete the emails. This week I opened it and started to scroll down. Lo and behold, I saw the name of one of my former lovelies. TWICE!! Turns out that she will be playing the House of Blues in Dallas! I freaked out! I immediately start researching and coming up with ways to get to one of these shows. I am going to do everything in my power to see her live.

I do not have permission to print her name and concert dates just yet, but I will let you know when I hear from her. Let me just tell you, this little lady is such joy and grace in one person! She is kind and funny and talented to boot. She is a perfect example of a Witness in a young person. Just read her "about me" section from her MySpace Music page...

hello lovely people. my name is Jane* and i want to make music forever and ever, even if its in coffee shops until I'm a cute, little old lady. i want to make you feel alright about life and lighten your load by telling you that we are all in really good hands. i also want to tell you some good news - that everything, everything - heartache and joy and sorrow and bad days and sunshine - it all pushes us onward to see that we are a lovely people made for lovely purposes. we are dearly, hugely, and personally loved. those moments when you are driving in your car on a perfectly breezy afternoon with nothing to do but listen to music and let the sun spill on your skin, when you know you are right where you're meant to be- those moments may seem far and few between but they come and they will keep coming. so come on, world, lighten up. you've got a lot of love waiting to kiss your pretty face.

It was because of those kids that I had, and continue to have, faith in the future.

* not her real name. Duh.

A little food and wine

2009-04-08T23:00:00.005-05:00

The whole point of the New York trip was to celebrate Mom’s birthday. She generously paid for all four of us to fly up there, stay in a very nice hotel, and go to a Broadway show practically on stage. In return, Sis and I wanted to treat her to a “fancy” meal. I LOVE fine dining and try to do it for any or no reason at all. Luckily, I live in a city where this is possible.

Sis asked for some suggestions and I called up my trusty NY buddy Pip for a list. We decide on Jean-Georges. OH MY GOD! I was so freaking excited for this meal I cannot even begin to tell you.

J-G is a Michelin 3 star restaurant! Basically, the Michelin Red Book has been seen as the gourmet Bible in Europe for over 100 years. (Minus several years of hiatus during the World Wars) It is such a big deal that two chefs have been rumored to have committed suicide under the stress of the simple possibility of dropping a star. They rank restaurants on a scale of 3 stars with the highest ones being considered “excellent and worthy of a special journey” for food, atmosphere, and service. There are only 60 establishments in the ENTIRE WORLD that are currently 3 star rated, only 6 in the United States, and I ATE AT ONE OF THEM!! This is an activity that is on some people’s bucket lists. Well, I did it. And I do not mind bragging about it.

It was not easy convincing Sis to go to Jean-Georges. She did not recognize 95% of the menu and even when I translated things like “skate” to “light fish”, "squab" to "poultry" (I did not tell her it was pigeon), and "foie gras" to ... well ... foie gras (there is no way to translate "liver" to sound good to my Sis) she was still hesitant. I tried to pulled a Sex In The City episode and told her that even if it was terrible, we could grab a slice of pizza on the way home. There was no way in hell this was going to be bad! In a pinch, I called Bro and left a covert 20-second message begging him to call Sis in a nonchalant way and convince her to go. She would listen to him since he is in the restaurant industry…very far from a Michelin star, but she will listen to him before me when it comes to food. It is incredibly frustrating, but I am the youngest and have gotten used to this fact.

It was everything I had hoped! I will spare you the details and just tell you that I had fish, fish, and more fish. Calamari, crab, salmon, a bit of skate, and it was all incredible. It is so Food Network/Top Chef to say this, but the texture and flavor with the dishes were things that I would have never put together but WOW!

Through it all, Bea was a champ. She tried everything and was such a little lady that the kitchen made her a special dessert. I normally do not eat the final course, but this one was too good to pass up. If you know you are going to be in New York, make reservations and treat yourself. It is so worth every penny. And there were a lot of pennies. Fair warning.Check out the silver candle by the largest chocolate dot. No idea how it stuck to the plate!

Workout, eating, a show = vacation

2009-04-04T23:57:00.011-05:00

There is nothing like a good workout on your vacation, right? One crisp NY morning, we decided to go skating in Central Park. I have always loved skating, but was worried about the little one and Mom on blades of glory. We went to the Wollman Rink and after about 3 minutes, we all looked like pros. It was awesome; completely cliché, just like the movies, and more fun than I ever imagined! I highly recommend it.

We did Serendipity, which was exactly as we hoped…delish. Everyone at work told me the wait would be long, and they all recommended going down to Dylan’s Candy Bar. So we did just that. Let me tell you, that place is over stimulated to the nth degree. The smorgasbord of smells, tight quarters, and bright colors, OH MY GOD the colors, were just too much for me to handle. Not to mention the “sweetpants” that were $60 or the bedazzled sweater I found for $350. Yes, $350 for a sweater. The stairs were pretty freaking cool, but I think I will stick to supporting the Lauren family by buying Dylan’s dad, Ralph’s, stuff and not candy.

We took in a Broadway play. It was my and Bea’s first trip to the "Great White Way". Mom decided to see The Little Mermaid. She and Sis kept asking/telling me that I did not have to go see this particular show, but to be honest, I did not mind at all. I loved the movie and would have seen grass grow if it was on Broadway. The show itself was great. We were 6 rows from the front and Sis swears Prince Eric was singing to her. My personal favorite was Ursula. Bea was quick (and loud) to point out that in the musical she has white hair and needs to have black hair like in the movie. I think that fact killed the character for the little one. I debated going to see my all-time favorite movie that has been adapted to be a Broadway show, but figured I would catch it on the next trip.

After the theatre we went to dinner for Mom’s birthday. This is one thing that I was SO looking forward to on the trip. It will have to be another post.

Other spots we got to in our time included The Late Show, complete with a trip to Hello Deli to order from Rupert. I only ate a bite of Bea’s sandwich, but it was really quite good.

We went back to Central Park, this time to watch some street performers. Bro will be glad to know that I taught the little one the lesson that you cannot stop and listen unless you plan to pay them something. She took to it immediately and then wanted to stop and watch ALL of them.

We stopped by Mass at St. Patrick’s Cathedral. I always loved the pomp and circumstance of the Catholic Church. Old cathedrals in the United States fascinate me, and St. Patrick’s was no exception. It is stunning! If I ever move to New York, I may consider going back to the Catholic faith just to attend that church. Dad was elated to know that Bea made a request to stay.
I also got to two museums. Those, nights with locals, and the birthday dinner will be posted later. Stay tuned…

Sad, crushed, devastated really

2009-03-31T23:16:00.005-05:00

**Please excuse the interlude between NYC posts**

Over dramatic? Maybe. So not a big deal to 99% of the world? Definitely. Still upsetting to me? Abso-freakin-lutely!

I cannot tell you how excited I was and the squeal of joy that came from me when I received these in the mail. These are my tickets to Opening Day for the Texas Rangers in my favorite seats.

Pure bliss! I so look forward to the perfection that is that warm spring day. The feeling of awe when I come around the tree covered corner and see the greatness that is the Ballpark in Arlington just makes me smile. It is so American to me. The smell of cotton candy, the endless chorus of beeps that scan your ticket, the crunch of peanut shells under my feet, and the barkers selling my favorite food in the world…the $4.00 hot dog. The singing of the National Anthem, military fly-over, unveiling of the American flag that covers the outfield, and the reading of the starting line-up let me know that spring is here. The “at bat” songs, the solid crack of a hit, the masterful double plays, home runs, and pitching (God, how I hope we have some this year) put a song in my heart. It was recently announced that GWB would be throwing out the first pitch. He is the former owner after all, good friends with the current owner, and has a schedule seems to have cleared up recently.

Photo from sidehike

I had planned to take a day off of work. I would drive a few hours to the Ballpark, enjoy the game with a friend, and be home late…just in time to catch a few winks before going to work the next day. This would be my one and only day off in 10 months. So I ask a coworker how to go about taking a personal day, given I have not missed a day of work since I took this new gig. She looked at me funny and told me “people do not do that here”. This was not a fact that had been unnoticed by me. Not one other person near my office has missed a day unless they were grossly sick or on professional business. After much discussion, it was advised that I not do it.

CRUSHED!! Seriously, I am expecting tears on Monday as I watch the festivities online. AHHH! I hate it! Why even give us personal days if we feel like we have to dance around using them? I blame the economy. This would not be as big of a deal if people were not in fear for their jobs. Now I just hope I can get some of my $150 back by selling the tickets, and begin to look forward to plenty of games in the summer.

I know 100% of you (okay, maybe not Julie) could care less about this issue, but I have been looking forward to it since October. Ironed my jersey this past weekend even. Oh well. There is always next year’s Opening Day, right? Thanks for letting me vent.

How did the Muppets do it?

2009-03-30T22:27:00.013-05:00

It has been a while since I saw the movie, but "taking Manhattan" looked so much easier when they did it. Maybe because Nanny was not there with me, maybe because I did not run into Liza Minnelli to ask for help, maybe because the Muppets went when they were in college and well, I am a little older than “college”.

NYC is an interesting place. Call me Captain Obvious! I think the make up of my trip made me realize a bit of the scope that the city has to offer. You see…Mom, Sis, Bea and I went to celebrate Mom’s big birthday. My days consisted of toys, toys, and more toys! We hit the major "kid friendly" tourist locations like Toys R Us, FAO Shwartz, Central Park, Rockefeller’s ice rink, Top of the Rock, Magnolia Bakery, NBC and ABC studios, all that is Times Square (M&Ms, Hershey, NYPD, pretzels, hot dogs, cheap shirts), and of course the St. Patrick’s Day parade. Did you know that is like a 7 hour-long parade?! Pictures were being taken all along the way. There were lots of other stops, but this is just the first two days.

At night I met up with friends. Actually, the first night I hit the sheets. I had been up for 20 hours straight…remember…not in college anymore! Other nights consisted of running into the Chrestes on the edge of Times Square. Seriously! We talked about meeting up, but never made a set plan. (My apologies to the Mr.) After their original pick for dinner was being bombarded by cops, it was St. Pat’s after all, I find them moseying toward Times. It was great to see and hang out with Julie, the Mr., and the Young 'un. What? Is it a big deal that we had to fly to NYC to hang out despite the fact that we live a couple of hours away from each other in TX? Eh…I would do it again. Maybe June? On the west coast?

The other nights I met up with “locals” on the lower side of town. That is a whole other post. Again, the juxtaposition of the city is amazing to me. And it is exhausting to be a tourist all day and a local at night! I have to say that I am so glad my first trip was with family and especially with a little one. I now have all of the cheesy, tourist stuff out of the way. I knew I always wanted to see those spots, but would have never made a friend drag me around to visit them all. Plus, those three girls can walk! Man, you would think that Mom and her arthritis or Bea and her lack of supportive shoes would have called it quits, but no! Those gals could lap me in a 10k…easy.

In Sis’s defense, the shoe issue was not her fault as Bea’s mom. The little one was hell bent and determined to sport her fake kiddie Uggs all through the city. Needless to say they are so gross now! Please, Sis, retire them. I hear there is a garage sale coming up, or just trash day.

Will post more later.

Wordless Wednesday

2009-03-25T22:40:00.002-05:00

I swear I went. Post to come later this week. In the meantime...

Girls gone wild

2009-03-16T18:16:00.004-05:00

I have decided to get away for a couple of days. Usually I do not go on the "girls trip", but this year I am doing it! We are heading to the Big Apple for St. Patrick's Day and Mom's birthday. I will also be catching up with an old friend from high school and another from college. Should be interesting, and I know there will be lots of stories to tell, so until whenever...

St. Patty's Fun

2009-03-14T08:05:00.003-05:00

Well, the festivities have begun. Out local parade pretty much goes down my street about an hour after the 5K revelers pass. I am heading up north to watch the Liverpool vs. Man U game in hopes to return to catch some of the parade, and then head to see Ash in the chaos that is her work...a bar in the heart of it all. A concert starts in the early afternoon, and the night is capped off by relaxing, hydrating, and watching Will Ferrell's HBO special. Just for fun, the video everyone pulls out at this time of year. The amateur sketch gets me every time!

May everyone have a great St. Patrick's Day! Slàinte!

Holy giveaways, Batman!!

2009-03-10T18:10:00.003-05:00

Alrighty, so it is the big Spring Fling over at SITS today. For those of you that are new, SITS is a little blog spot that introduces a new blogger to their community every weekday. They vary quite a bit and it is great to open it up every morning and see a new random person with fun stories! I will admit, there are days and sometimes weeks that I am a really crappy SITSta, but I am trying. To be honest, these past two weeks have been rough and I needed a break from technology.

Anyway, among the almost 400 giveaways today, one asked to post your top 10 posts. I did not think I would have 10, but since 2007, I found some that will shed some light on "me". Reading back through them I realized that some days my life has really changed and others not at all. Anywho, here are a few that stood out in my head...

Yes, I am this crazy person,

My dog is crazy too,

And I am thinking I really should stop Black Friday shopping.

Remember when I had a crappy job as a teacher,

And always felt like this?

This is for those teachers left behind. (Because it is quickly approaching!)

Why I love my great state.

Just a normal night out in my town.

And a meme or two for good measure.

So there you have it, 10 posts to get to know me and hopefully help me win something! ;)

Benefits, birthdays, and booze

2009-03-08T07:55:00.005-05:00

Saturday, I went to a benefit filled with all the food you could imagine; canapés, appetizers, entrees, desserts as far as the eye could see. There were lovely things to wash it down; appletinis, cosmos, beer, wine, cola, and funky colored drinks I could only image about. There was gambling, big screens, fashion shows, weird stilt walking entertainers, DJs, live music, and of course live and silent auctions and raffles. I mean it is a benefit after all. Evidently the economy has affected more people more than I think. In previous years, people have fought over items. Literally tried to hide the sheets and become very protective of their bidding sticker. Well, I wish someone had told me that!

Ah, the trouble one little sticker can get me into these days. I had promised some people that I would bid on something, so my first 20 minutes there, I slap my sticker down on the sheet. Well, THREE HOURS later, it was still the highest bid! Damn it! It is not something I would have ever spent my money on, it is not tangible, and I never thought I would win. But, I did. Now it is mine. Oh well, it is tax deductable, and it will be nice to see the people that benefit from it enjoy it.

Sadly, I did not win the opportunity to throw out the first pitch at a Ranger game of my pick, or the tickets to the Red Sox/Yankees series (every game!), or the 8 rounds of golf at Pinehurst, or the first class trip to the Ryder Cup. Next year.

Off to Bridge’s birthday party!! This is a whole other beast. She decided to throw her party at quite possibly the shadiest place known to man. For anyone that does not believe America to be a melting pot needs to go to this place. There were all kinds! Some I could never explain, and question whether or not I want to. To top it off, that liquid encouragement gets all the odd ones to do karaoke. So strange, yet so fun! All the while I am thinking how crazy it is that I have gone from this high-falutin’ auction to this honky-tonk/booty droppin’/serenade in a matter of 15-minutes.

Every bit of it was a blast. It was also great to hang out with my buddy Scott. He needed a night out and happens to fit in great at both auctions and shady bars. Maybe next year we can do it on a weekend other than day light savings!

The best laid plans

2009-03-03T21:57:00.002-06:00

Honestly, with me, the plans are never laid very well. I am far more spontaneous than scheduled. About midweek last week, when I had mistaken the day for Friday yet again, I decided that I needed to get out of the city. I figured I would pop over to Austin for a much-needed visit with a few girlfriends and hang out with J for her birthday. After working too late Friday, I opt to go down Saturday after the rounds of opening little league games.

Boy, am I glad I called first. One friend is preggo and still in that “my body is adjusting to the lack of alcohol/caffeine, why am I so freaking tired, and seriously! can I stop crying for like 12 hours?!” stage. She was not up for the visit, then she was, then she was not, then she was again, and I rescheduled for mid-second trimester.

Then we have J whose young ‘un sadly got the “fake flu” from the petri dish known as 3rd grade. Poor guy! No puking, but body aches and the sheer frustration of constantly being told to “rest” by his doc and mother. I do not know which is worse for a 9 year old. I decided not to tempt him with a Wii champion in the house. We will reschedule with a trip to Canton or NYC or Seattle. (Love ya, CL!)

Again, so glad I called! I am done with drives to Austin for 15 minutes and then coming back.

So…what to do, what to do?

After the basic laundry, cleaning, dishes and junk, I visit Bro at the restaurant on my way to pick out a little sister for Cooper. She told me she wanted one for her birthday. ;) We found a little corgi who immediately sat on my lap and dealt with Coop’s skit-so self really well. But alas, a young couple was lurking to the side and I sadly handed over Sissy, the aptly named Corgi. Tear.

The highlight of the weekend was Saturday night when I went and had dinner with a bunch of incredibly talented, witty, and fun folks. It made me feel so adult yet it felt like a dinner with old high school pals. It was great to meet and hang out with yall!! Hopefully we can do it again sometime.

Work has been CRAZY, but hopefully I will get to posting again soon. It does help to see that most everyone else in the blog world took a hiatus for the last week in February too.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JULIE!! I am so glad that I randomly ran into a cute boy that randomly worked at the Mr.'s school and made me want to randomly google you just weeks after you started a blog so it would randomly pop up 5th in my search. Ah...the blogosphere...bringing old friends back together and making new ones. I am so sorry about your car being broken into on your birthday. STINKER! I hope that you have a better weekend and get a chance to celebrate with those awesome men in your life. Thanks for always being a phone call away and always making me laugh with your dry wit and solution to all...wine. Here is to your 29th year again.

I am trying

2009-02-24T22:23:00.003-06:00

Long story, but... In a nutshell, today I returned my loan car to the Honda dealership. You read that right…my loan car. As was mentioned, it is a long story.

A service light flipped on February 13th. I took it in at the same time I picked up my plates and 2+ hours later, the car was returned and I was told the light was “recalibrated” and would not come back on. Three days later it reappeared. This time it was 3+ hours and the car was returned with the original factory wheels. Ya know, the ones I asked for when I originally purchased the thing. Well, they replaced the ghetto fab ones with factory because ghetto “is not compatible with the vehicle” (duh!) and reimbursed me $1000. Despite the fact that they owned me $1500, I just wanted the light/wheels taken care of and to get out of there.

Sunday the light comes on once again. THE THIRD TIME in less than three weeks!! I had been holding my proverbial shit together for too long. It started to get a little ugly, but went sour REAL fast when the “relations manager” got involved in the deal. She spoke with me Monday before anyone else at the dealership to understand the situation. She has no clue what has gone on in close to a dozen conversations with no less than 6 people.

When they give me the loan car that afternoon with the dealership name emblazoned across the back, I sign the paperwork and tell the service guy, “just so you know, I am not a good advertisement for your dealership right now.” That is when relations girl says, “you know Ms. Smith*, there are two options. You can choose to be angry about the situation or let us help you.” I flip! I point to her and tell her that she is new to this and has no idea how nice I have been about the deal. I tell her I have opted NOT to say anything during my 5+ hours there when customers have come into the sales offices. I tell her I have NOT told each and every person I work for to boycott them, and I stop short of telling her that I have NOT called a good friend who happens to be an anchor for a prominent news station.

Through it all, I never once dropped a curse word to anyone at the dealership, and never once raised my voice. I did speak pointedly and firmly as a parent would, but did my best to curb the inner girl from The Exorcist. For those of you who know me in real life, you would have been very proud.

I have contacted a lawyer for a Lemon Law case, but you have to have documentation, and conveniently, the dealership has none. That was today’s ordeal. Basically, I left in tears and had to pull over because I was crying too hard to drive. It all just reached the breaking point. I feel dooped. I feel stupid. I feel beyond angry.

*not my real name.

Then my bubble burst

2009-02-17T21:42:00.005-06:00

Don’t you just hate it when that happens?

You may have remembered this post about dear, sweat Gladys from Austin, Texas. Okay, well, today at work a girl was goofing on my computer after printing stuff out. She was showing me ridiculous YouTube videos like this greatness here…

It is not Parry's Soccer Ball, but it is a funny way to get LITTLE done in one hour.

Finally, I reclaim my technology domain and show her the Gladys video. That is when another girl comes in and says, “you know she is like just a comic in Austin, right?” WHAT?! ARGHH! Just like that ... there was bubblegum ALL over my face!

Sure enough, Gladys has a website with CDs and t-shirts and beer koozies, the whole nine.

I do not care. She is freakin’ funny!

And damn that David kid and YouTube!!

Loves 2

2009-02-14T20:43:00.003-06:00

Continued from yesterday's post...

For Valentine’s Day, I figured I would highlight those that, no matter what, will always be in my life and that I love dearly. WARNING: It is super cheesy, but all true! And long! But I will split it in two just for you.

My family.

Sis is the second best mom I know. She does an awesome job as a single mother to a crazy chatty 4 year old. If you ever meet the little one, she will not talk to you, but will tell us EVERY DETAIL about you and what you said when you walk away. (She does remember you Eb and says thank you for the compliment on her boots.) Sis is also the most driven person I have ever met. Again, this can get a little annoying to me because I hate planning and she has 4 plans before I ever think to have one. Sis is always a phone call away when I am frustrated or excited about something. Despite never really seeing eye-to-eye growing up, I am glad we are buds now that we do not share a bathroom. She always seems to get where I am coming from and for that I owe her the world. Oh, and all of you that think you are good bargain shoppers? You got nothin’ on Sis!

Bro has taught me a lot about how to “love life”. While he is seen as the one that got away from the fam, I now realize that he had to do it to figure out and chase his dreams and life goals. Luckily, they have landed him close to the rest of us. His advice to me is always so simple, yet so timely and necessary. He has never judged me for being what he calls “kinda weird.” He easily has the best work ethic of anyone I know and it amazes me to watch him on the job. He is one of those guys that believes in the whole “you can sleep when you are dead” thing. He honestly works over 80 hours a week and still has it in him to discuss the newest or best obscure bands in the world and run down box scores of the English Premiere League with you. (Now is a stressful time to ask him about the EPL…Man U is in a tight race for 1st with The Reds.)

Because they are family, there are definitely aspects of each that get on my nerves, but I hope that as the youngest I have learned from watching them and taken their best traits to apply to my life. I know that I would not be the quirky, crazy, sensitive old soul that I am without them guiding my every step. If you ever have the privilege to meet one (or all—brace yourself) of us, you will quickly attest to the fact that we do put the FUN in dysFUNctional!

Loves

2009-02-13T22:37:00.002-06:00

For Valentine’s Day, I figured I would highlight those that, no matter what, will always be in my life and that I love dearly. WARNING: It is super cheesy, but all true! And long! But I will split it in two just for you.

My family.

Mom is the best mother out there! Her life was, and is, all about us kids. She gives of herself even when she does not think she has it in her. She will drive 45 minutes at 9 PM to sit with me when I have a migraine and think I am going to die. She still sends me cards for every holiday with “just a little something” tucked inside. My dog also sends me little gifts in the mail, but I think they may come from my mom. ;) Her house is always immaculate and has a bowl filled with M&Ms in the color of the season. In the midst of it all, she does an awesome job at what I think would be the worst job in the world! Among other duties, she often sits with a doctor as they tell a patient that they have breast cancer. Somehow, when they are done talking, these women think they can go run a marathon thanks to my mom. They often call months later and thank her. Sure, she is a little crazy, like that one time she agreed to make 60 clown costumes for Sis’s dance team in two weeks, but it is the crazy that keeps her going. And I love it!

Dad is one of my best buds. We jokingly refer to him as Cliché Man because whenever any of us have a problem and ask him for advice he throws out a “well, Gandhi once said…” or the simple “I cannot tell you what to do”. He really has never told me what to do. He patiently listens and guides me through making the best decision for my own life and then applauds when it works or helps me pick up the pieces when it goes terribly wrong. I also call him The Mayor because he has never met a stranger. It gets a little annoying sometimes, but he does meet the coolest people that way. Like one time he started talking to a guy outside a hotel about the guy’s cool shoes. They talk for like 15 minutes when a kid comes up to the guy and asks for an autograph. He signs it and keeps talking to dad. Dad apologizes and says, “I really should know you, but I am sorry, I don’t”. The guy sticks out his hand and says “my name’s Dave Matthews. Thanks for the word on the shoes.” It was in 1995…AFTER Under the Table and Dreaming, which Dad owned at the time! If you ever meet Dad, he will ask you what you are into at the moment and give you a book recommendation based on that interest. Just take my advice and go get the book!

Stay tuned for Sis and Bro tomorrow...

Side note: Going through all the You Tube videos of Dave Matthews reminded me of how much I loved that guy in high school and college. Seeing the footage of his concerts reminds me of how much fun I had at the five that I went to all around Texas. His little dance, the contact highs, hmmm...large concerts where the artist actually sings...love them!

A laugh to start the week

2009-02-08T22:41:00.004-06:00

Sis sent me this a year ago when I was knee deep in the hell that was my old job. It made me laugh so hard that I wanted to quit and stay at home with this little lady just to write down her one-liners.
It is SO worth the 7 minutes...HAPPY MONDAY!!

Also, her story about Austin getting "two flakes of snow" reminds me of two weeks ago when "they shut the whole city down" because of pretty much the same thing. Here is a picture of the only ice I could find that day.

Fun things

2009-02-07T17:59:00.012-06:00

After spending 3 hours at the car place today trying to return my new car for one that is a better color, I have decided to embrace the gold as beige and the ghetto wheels as...well...I really cannot embrace those. They will be changed out soon. I swear I am not this indecisive normally, I mean hell, I bought my dog and my house after seeing them each for 2 minutes. Here is a pic of my new ride.

Now, fun things...

First, I got a birthday present in the mail today from Columbia Lily!! It is an awesome red purse and ADORABLE MINI coin purse. I have not checked her blog in a week because I wanted to be surprised and BOY! was it worth it. I love them both, thanks C! Here is a pic of both with the clutch she made me for Christmas. Is she crazy talented or what?!

And the insides always have fun patterns in my favorite colors.

Next up, Rangers Spring Training starts in one week. That is right, the one team (out of 30 MLB teams) that has not won a playoff series goes to work on Valentine's Day. I am not expecting much from this season, but I am ready.

Speaking of the Rangers, they have this thing where the mascot, Captain, will show up at people's work, home, or someplace else for Valentine's/birthdays. Sure, he comes with roses, but more importantly, he comes with ticket vouchers. I am just saying...somebody owes me! Tehehe! ;) Hurry, orders only accepted until Feb. 11th!

Finally, on a totally different note, a friend of mine bought their first place today! I have to admit, house hunting is far more enjoyable than car shopping. One of my birthday gifts was actually intended all along to be a housewarming present for him, so I am glad that I can finally wrap it up and have a set date to give it to him. I hope he likes it and the perfect place I found in the new casa for it.

(Yes, mom knows about it. No, you may not ask her about it.)

Car shopping -- Day 2

2009-02-05T23:27:00.003-06:00

So we left off on Saturday night with nothing.

I went home Saturday and, because my friends suck, decided to surf the internet for a car and go to bed instead of going out for my birthday. While searching, I found a 2007 Trailblazer with only 7,000 miles on it at CarMax. It was white, low miles, and cheap. I called my uncle who works for GM and he pulled up the carfax report and found that the car rolled off one of his lines in Michigan. I felt good about it and decided to take a look on Sunday and drive it on Monday.

After looking it over I thought if I liked driving it, I would just buy it on Monday afternoon. I left work early Monday for the test drive. I liked it. It was not too big, and again, cheap. I could have the sucker paid off in a little less than 4 years. Also, CarMax is AMAZING! They offer this 100,000-mile/7 year warranty from the date of purchase. It is awesome. No matter how many miles are on the car, you buy that plan for $1500, roll it into the loan at purchase and CarMax or the company that makes the car will service it for a $75 deductible. It is a really impressive deal if you think about it. The best part is that they do not haggle. I was never left for the infamous “15 minutes”.

But, I put the car on hold (yep, just like a pair of jeans) and walk away to sleep on it. By that I mean go home to make sure there is not a better deal on something else. The first site I pull up that night has a 2008 Accord with 5,000 miles on it for less than $19,000. I call on it to find out why it is so cheap and why the previous owner returned it after 5 months. (I love Carfax reports.) The guy at the dealership calls the old owner at home and finds out he had some “financial issues” and was forced to return the car...totally feasible in this economy. I tell them I will come and look at it Tuesday after work.

Tuesday, the Accord guy calls me during lunch to tell me that they have arbitrarily changed the wheels on the car and raised the price $2,000. WHAT?! I was PISSED! I told him to put the old wheels on and lower the price. He tells me they do not have the wheels anymore. I tell them fine, just lower the price. He says they cannot do that and I tell him I felt screwed and do not want the car. I was crushed.

Regardless of all of that, I make my dad meet me at the dealership anyway. I test drive the Accord and it is okay. We negotiate the price down $1,000 and my trade-in (sweet, sweet MINI) up $500 and ask for a 100,000-mile bumper-to-bumper warranty. I get all of it! So that night I drove off with a 2008 Accord. It is mine now. So all of you that have awed over how great yours are, will sleep better tonight knowing that I have joined your club.
So far, I do not really love it. In fact, I do not even like it. I am so hoping it grows on me.

Oh, and at the end of the night, the salesman takes me to the back of the lot to show me my exact same car WITH THE OLD WHEELS ON IT! After telling me that they did not have them anymore, he has the audacity to show them to me as I am driving off the lot with a more expensive car. Grrrr! I hate car sales people!

Because it is already late, I cannot get a good picture of it, but if you click on the Accord link it looks just like that one. I will try to get a pic of the actual car in the morning. The interior does match Cooper quite nicely, and she looks very excited to go for a ride!

Car shopping -- Day 1

2009-02-04T21:54:00.003-06:00

It is done! I have signed the papers, given up custody of my first-born, taken the keys to the new car, and called it a night.

You know my story cannot be that short. I mean really, are you new?! Let us start at the beginning and jump around a little.

First, if any of you are in the market for a Lexus, I went to the kindest salesman ever at the Lexus dealership. If you are in the market, let me know and I will pass along his name. He actually got me into an IS 250 for exactly my budget. It was amazing! Except the fact that it was a lease and at the end of 4 years I would have nothing…little car savings (tires alone are $800 a year) and no trade in. But I would have free valet parking at Ranger games for 4 years! It was a tough decision, but I walked away from the gorgeous car and all the perks.

Volkswagen was next. Cate, I wish you had warned me earlier. It was awful! The Passat and the Jetta were not too bad, just a loud ride. The finance people on the other hand sucked ass. (I have abandoned my desire to watch my language when dealing with the car stuff.) They came back with a monthly payment of $125 more per month than the Lexus folks. WHO WOULD TAKE THAT?! I really thought my dad was going to rip off the guy’s head with his bare hands so we left…in a hurry.

Honda was third and this is where dad left me on my own. I felt like I was in good hands. I drove 3 different Hondas and really felt like I could drive off with one. As much I put up a fight, it was a nice car and could go until the wheels fell off. I go in to negotiate and an hour and a half later some punk comes out and refuses to give me an estimated monthly payment. He tells me he cannot give it to me because I may wait until Monday to buy the car. I look at his “bottom line”, which is $600 below sticker, and I ask for $2000 more. Completely prepared to take $1000. Basically, he is just a complete jerk about the situation and I quickly realize they have met their quota and do not want my business. I leave depressed.

Next up, the GMC place that is in the same family as the Lexus dealership. They took care of me in the morning. I know they will be nice in the evening. I was right. I drove the Yukon and loved it, but it was HUGE coming from a MINI. I drive another car, but end up just calling it a day. I had shopped from 9:30 that morning and walked out of the last place at 6:40 with nothing.

Stay tuned tomorrow for the new car!

Preview to an update

2009-02-02T22:52:00.002-06:00

First, thanks for all the birthday wishes. Who knew a gal could feel such love from complete strangers all over the world?

Now...

Holy crap! I have not even logged into my blog in almost 4 days. Basically, in the last four days I have lost complete faith in people, gained it back, been let down in a BIG way by a few good friends, patched up one of those issues, been loved by the people I work for, drank one too many mimosas, pigged out on Migas, watched football, watched commercials, and went car shopping.

That brings us to Saturday. The day I drove eight different cars, pissed away a perfectly good 70 degree Saturday, skipped Habitat, and sat in cubicles for "just 15 minutes" which turned into an hour each time. I have learned that there is really no "great deal" in car shopping because it is all just a scam of schmoozing. An art I have not mastered and have no intention of practicing. EVER!

I really did not celebrate my birthday at all because of the car chaos. I figured there is always next weekend or the half birthday or next year.

Oh, and I still do not have a car. I will post about that tomorrow. In the meantime, I will tell you all that I have caved and am trying out an Accord. No, I am not pregnant.

It is official

2009-01-29T23:08:00.005-06:00

Well, the 4th and final mechanic has looked at my baby, Mini. He was so incredibly nice! He came to work, picked it up, drove it to the shop, diagnosed her, and returned it to work all while I was doing my job. And, AND put $5 of gas in the car! If anyone needs a car guy, let me know. He is awesome.

I called him after work and his exact words were, "yes it is the pump, yes it is expensive, and if I were you, I would drive it out the door as soon as I could." He told me that between 4-6 months a main part of the car (I will not get into the specifics) will go out and be thousands to replace. So sad! I asked him when he suggested I start looking. His exact words, "I do not know your financial situation, but this weekend." I have to give my baby up this weekend?! SO SAD!!

On a brighter note, a new car is an awesome birthday present! Well, I am going to look at it that way. I will not focus on the fact that I only lived three short months without a car payment. I will not focus on the fact that I am ridiculously attached to this car and will shed tears when it drives away. I will focus on the fact that it is a great time to buy a new car. Crappy economy AND the end of the month...COME ON GREAT DEAL!!

Other fun things...

1.) I went to dinner with a friend from my old job tonight. Every time we go out we try to get a free drink. Usually, my boobs cannot be squished together to get me a free anything so I throw out the "it's my birthday" gig. Well, the place we went to tonight has caught on to my ploy and denied the drink request. OH BUT BEHOLD! I bust out the license and BOOM! Free drink. And BeeGee picked up the tab. Thanks girlie.

2.) This one will seem small to most of you, but tomorrow (my actual b-day) I get to wear jeans to work. This is such a small but joyous occasion! Ah, sweet, sweet Chuck Taylors. :)

I have absolutely nothing planned, but let the weekend begin!

Pip~ Happy birthday buddy! Seriously, I do not know why we were not better friends until now...oh wait, we analyzed this one night...yes I do. Regardless, I am so glad we have reunited and you are back in my life. You make me smile and "keep it real." Thanks. Hope you have a great day and a fantastic weekend!

Screw* you Mini Cooper

2009-01-26T18:02:00.003-06:00

*I refuse to use foul language on my blog, so substitute the four-letter word of your choice in that title.

Now, I am writing this fresh from the Mini place, which I know is not the best idea in the blogosphere, but I am mad DANG IT!

For a little back-story on my car, go here and here. For some back-back-story, I special ordered my car 5 years ago next week. I picked out everything on it. It is my baby. If I had to pick one material thing I could not live without, it would be my car. I know that makes me sound self centered and materialistic, but it was the first big purchase I ever made after I got my first real job in the real world. I was so proud of myself. Sue me!

Anyway, my power steering went out last week. I took the car to the people that fixed the window and they said it would be $830! CRAP! I call the Mini dealership and tell them that I need to come in to get the pump replaced. They say $200-300 and they could fix it while I wait on Monday. AWESOME! I leave early from work to get it fixed.

Here is a little back-story on this dealership service place. They messed me around twice within two years of having the car for basic oil change issues. I hated dealing with them so much that I would often drive an hour or more to another Mini place just to avoid the ass hats at this place. Oops, let one slip.

So I show up and here is my conversation with Taylor. Yep, that is his real name and I do not care. I dislike him. I dislike him A LOT!

T: Hey, you here for the fan?
Me: No, the pump.
T: (looking confused) The pump? I thought it was the fan.
Me: Well that would explain the look on your face and the really low estimate I got from you.
T: Uhhhhh, yep.
Me: Well, can you do it while I wait like you said?
T: Nope. But we can give you a loaner.
Me: Well, can you do it for the estimate you gave me?
T: Let me check with the service guys.

He makes a few phone calls and writes on a piece of paper the numbers $150 and something around $873.42. Are you kidding me?!

T: So, the 150 is for labor and then this is the part. (points to the high number)
Me: (furious at this point) Well, what would it cost if it were the fan?
T: Oh, the fan has nothing to do with it. That would make your car overheat and then cut off your power steering.

For those of you that know me, I am sure you can just picture the look of horror/I-may-poke-my-eye-out that I am sure was plastered very visibly on my face.

Me: So why did you think it was the fan and tell me $200-300?
T: I just misunderstood you.
Me: Misunderstood me or did not listen to me?
T: Sorry for the confusion.
Me: So am I. So. Am. I.

I then went to the sales people to get a trade in estimate because quite frankly, I just want to get rid of the damn car. (Another one slipped.) This was truly my baby. I thought I would have a Mini in my garage until I die. Now, I would rather take the bus.

So, for my birthday (which is Friday) I will be staying home because I cannot afford the concert I want to go to and dinner and drinks are expensive. I will not be going out of town as I had hoped over my 4-day weekend for Valentine’s Day. I may even have to cancel my trip to NYC for St. Patty’s Day. Just because of this damn car and a shitty estimate gone wrong. (Sorry for a few more.) SCREW YOU, MINI!!

The little O's

2009-01-25T21:27:00.002-06:00

Well, Election Day came and went. Then, 5 days ago, Inauguration Day came and went all without a hitch. I have to admit, I was terribly upset that I opted to work instead of go to the event, but I would have been there more for my state’s inaugural ball than to see the actual swearing in. I was content to be warm and toasty and watching on television.

I was so proud that day for so many reasons. Obviously, the fact that America elected our first African American president is exciting, but it was truly moving to see so many people from so many vastly different places, races, and view points come together in such a peaceful manner. It was impressive.

Aside from this momentous occasion and all of the “change” Obama will bring to D.C., I am also excited about his two little ones moving into 1600.

It has been so long since the House has had young kids running around. Just imagine the positive energy those two gorgeous girls will bring to that place. The fun they will have trying out new birthday presents in the backyard, the swim parties with friends in the pool, chasing after their new puppy up and down the halls, and visiting dad in his office after school. The fact that they have appeared to be, and intend to stay, as “normal” as possible gives me pause to recognize how all-American this family really is at its core. They seem so Norman Rockwell it is scary and hopeful all at the same time. Regardless of what happens over the next 4-8 years, with these children around, they will live up to the slogans of “change” and “hope” after all. I cannot wait to witness it all!

Here is a pic for Eb and a pretty good suggestion for first dog, too!

Six word saturday

2009-01-24T12:27:00.002-06:00

I am stealing this from Cate via Julie.

So proud to be an American.

I promise I will post something more legit tomorrow.

# 44

2009-01-20T01:12:00.003-06:00

I have so much to say and just too little time to post. This is just a reminder that today is Inauguration Day!! So tune in at noon (eastern time) to watch the oath of office. Whether you voted for Obama or not, it is so exciting to see a new guy step into the elite fraternity that is the President of the United States.

So sorry I have fallen behind on posting and commenting! I promise that I will visit yall soon...just after I dig out from under this pile of work.

Passion in progress

2009-01-17T16:02:00.004-06:00

Do not get excited. That title is nowhere near what you dirty people are thinking.

As a resolution I wanted to find/rediscover a passion other than my work. (Government/politics is part of my job.) I just figured it would be dance again. I grew up dancing and still put on my shoes and go through my barre work 2 or 3 times a week. I have always loved it. It never seemed like “working out”. It allowed me to express every emotion I felt. It was better than therapy. Until my life fell apart and I really needed therapy. Then I stopped dancing. That is a whole other post that will probably never happen.

I also grew up immersed in the community. That is the politically correct way of saying charity work. My family was not incredibly wealthy so we were more of the “doers” than the “payers” and I always loved it. I would much rather tutor a child or serve food or build a fence than write a check. Plus it is less embarrassing to bend a nail than bounce a check.

Dad used to manage the major commercial center in my city so I was always “downtown” somewhere. The fact that my parents exposed me to so many different aspects of life from a young age has cultivated this need to help. This is a characteristic I have tried to fight because so many people throughout my life have taken advantage of it, but now I am old enough to know when to say “no”. (That does not mean to I have learned to actually say it.)

All of that to tell you I have found my calling in the community. There are a million great causes where I live and even more resources to help out those in need. In order to really be beneficial to the cause, as well as my own sanity, I want to focus on 1 or 2 this year. Again, I do not write checks, but I can give my time and energy. I have a few in mind and will be looking into them in the next several weeks. Here...I think Ghandi said it best.

In the meantime, I had THE BEST TIME at Habitat for Humanity!! I will tell yall all about it a little later, but seriously! It was too much fun. Really, please go to the website and find one Saturday to commit. If you are not handy with hammering, do one later in the build when they need help painting and planting.

A little ingenuity

2009-01-15T22:58:00.003-06:00

Hey, guess what? Our economy is pretty crappy right now.

As I have mentioned before, I really enjoy my job but given the current economic issues, we have been warned, “there will be adjustments and cutbacks”. I have not been with the company long enough to really know what that means, so I have decided not to worry about it.

However, in my initial “oh holy crap” moments following that announcement, I haphazardly tossed the idea out to my immediate boss that we should start to look at a project dealing with foreign political issues and concerns. He simply answered, “great. Write up a proposal and give it to me before we return from the holidays.”

My holidays were…well…let us just say the proposal from New Year’s Day was not stellar! So, I turn in a new one last Wednesday, get an email from a higher boss that they want to meet with me immediately, and set a lunch meeting with three of my bosses for that Friday.

Long story short, they love it! They ask me to write a simple description to publish, present to a large group whom I will work with, and present to financial backers. The program depends on numbers, and will not start until August or September, but the possibilities are super exciting! Not to mention they told me to look into some training this summer. So, it looks like my travel resolution will be solved with a trip to upstate New York in June. What is up there anyway? Vermont? Canada?

One of my greatest passions in life is government/politics (I can hear your sound of disgust people), and to work with this on an international level, combined with foreign policy, as part of my job is just more than words. On that note, just a reminder that Obama-rama is on Tuesday!! Get your party hats!

Only because I could not find one of my million pictures of the U.S. capitol, you have to settle for the

Awfully quiet over there

2009-01-13T20:59:00.001-06:00

Cooper, the sassy and slightly out of control Pomeranian that lives with me is rarely still when I am at home. She patiently waits at the gate of the kitchen when I am eating. Longing for that moment that I step over the gate. When that time comes, she jumps around as if she has not seen me in weeks let alone the fact that she has been watching me intently as I eat every last morsel of my meal. When I am working she entertains herself by flipping toys up into the air over and over again or jumping on the couch, off the couch, on the couch, off the couch, on the couch, pause to look outside………….that’s enough, off the couch, on the couch, you get the drift.

Tonight, I am minding my own business, working at the kitchen table as my dinner is cooking. Look at that, all eating at home and stuff. Anyway, Pooper is being a little too quiet, but I decide to savor the rare moment and get just a smidge more work done. I suddenly hear her paws on the cabinet and I holler out “NO!” Those cabinets are 1 year old and expensive dang it! Her paws drag down the side. A crash. A splash.

In my “disciplining”, it scared her back paws out from under her, she slid down the side of the cupboard and took the lanyard attached to my keys with her. The keys that were under the container of Tide detergent. AH NUTS!

It was everywhere. Her food and water bowls, a huge mound on the floor, and I do not know if you have noticed, but she has a lot of hair. Every time she sneezed, more of it shook off of her. Me and my mad parenting skills splashed some water on her face and threw (read: lightly put) her into her cage. I vacuumed and scrubbed the floor, threw out the old dishes and set out new ones, started a load of laundry (I mean, why not?), attempted to wash the front half of Coop again, and gave her a new toy for her pain and suffering.

When the Tide had settled, I smell something burning. SHOOT! Dinner was a little too over cooked to eat. After all of that, Spaghetti-o’s are just fine, and Cooper smells really good.

Maybe this post should be titled: Reason 254 - Why I Should Never Have Children.

License to Thrill

2009-01-11T12:14:00.005-06:00

Last night I was invited to go to a James Bond themed event. I was actually pretty excited to go with one hitch. I am NOT James Bond girl sexy. I will openly admit that fact. I am not the sleuthy seductress type. I am far more Mad Men sexy. You know, the unassuming-girl-next-door-and-then-whoa-where-did-you-come-from type. So I passed on my skintight black sheath dress with over the top jewelry (borrowed of course) and went with the 50s lace and satin cocktail attire.

The event itself was a ton of fun. There was dancing, gambling, food, and drinks (I think…I did not really pay attention). It was all fun and the company was great!

Aside from all of that, one thing struck me. This was the first time in my life that someone turned to me with a straight face and asked, “whom are you wearing?” WHAT?! People really do that in real life? It was strange. Luckily, I threw out the name. Nanette Lepore, thanks. What about you? She then proceeded to name every designer she was wearing. Her outfit would probably cover a down payment on a new car. A luxury car. It was odd, but made me laugh. When I walked away of course. All in all, it was a fun evening!

This is the only picture I could find where the others could be cropped out. I had to change the color setting so you could see the true color of the dress. No, I did not get an orange spray tan. But some people did. ;)

Not too bad, right?

2009-01-06T22:35:00.005-06:00

The first day of the resolutions was great. Got to work 32 minutes early. (I checked the clock as soon as I walked in the door.) I stayed late about 45 minutes, but it was for a meeting that was actually productive. Last night I even ate at home and hung out with an old friend. Oh, and I found a woman that would “like to see [my] dog” because she swears she is “trainable”. Overall, day one went well.

Day two? Not so much. Woke up at 7:28. Work starts at 8:00. Hmph. Luckily, I did not have to be there until 1, but I still wanted to get there early and get some stuff done. I did make it in by 8:40.

Tonight, I went out for dinner and spent too much money on a salad. I justify this by saying that it was with three girls that I used to teach. They are all in college now, and it was really nice to see that they have adjusted well and are still great kids. So that makes up for eating out, right?
To make up for the day of FAIL, I called Dad and set up a standing appointment with him for the next 6 weeks. And I am SO EXCITED! We will be building a Habitat for Humanity house together. I have always helped Dad with handy things around the house, so it will be so fun to work together to help someone else. I cannot wait!

So I guess the first few days of 2009 had some successes and some failures, but eh…it is a process.

At least I tried

2009-01-06T00:11:00.000-06:00

The television gods hate me! Did they not get the memo that I went back to work today after a two-week vacay? Did they not realize that I have just caught up with a very long list of DVRed shows? Why then did they pick today to roll out new stuff? WHY?!

Seriously, I have just watched (albeit fast forwarded through most of them) countless episodes of Gossip Girl, The Hills, Brothers and Sisters, and One Tree Hill. Side note: I so struggle with Gossip Girl. I just cannot seem to “get into it”, but the people I work for LOVE it, so I try. I am pretty sure my IQ has depreciated at a rapid pace because of all of this, but I feel bad deleting them without at least watching part of each episode. So I felt accomplished when my availability percentage was hovering near 50% at the end of last week. And then BAM!

I had every intention of working tonight. Actually, looking forward to doing something intellectual. As always, I watched my nightly dose of three newscasts and looked at the guide to see if there was anything to record. DANG IT! There were four new seasons starting! So much for my 50%.

In case you were wondering, no, I did not watch the Bachelor, mainly because there was still football on. Good football, too.
Even if the Longhorns were not on TV, I have a hard time watching seemingly well educated, strong, pretty women reduced to tears on national television after knowing a guy for all of 10 hours. I just feel bad for them.

Alright, I did watch like 5 minutes of it and it had some girl cooking hotdogs. I want her to win. No idea what her name is though.

Long story just to say that now I have too much crap TV to watch on my DVR.

The list is lengthy

2009-01-01T03:14:00.003-06:00

This is the 100th post of 2008, but technically, since it is 3 A.M. I guess this is a great way to start 2009!

I had never made New Year’s resolutions until last year. This time in 2007 they all centered around work. Seriously, ALL of them but one were career oriented. That one was to run a marathon. FUNNY! Other than that marathon thing, I succeeded in all of my professional goals last year. Now, I am sold on the NY resolution thing.

Yes, there are a million. I know. Yes, some of them contradict each other (hang with family more and avoid things that are stressful). I know. Honestly, if I just attempt like half of these, I will be happy. A resolution is normally very general. I know. But I do not do well with vague. I have to spell it out in order to get it done. Hence, there are 35 of them.

I was not going to post all of them, but when CL posted her few and seemed to feel a little bad about it, I thought I would help her feel better about my substantial list.

Personal
Travel
1) Go somewhere cool
2) Go somewhere I have never been
3) Visit out of town family

Family and Friends
4) Have the family over more often
5) Set up a standing appt with dad
6) Let go of people that do not support/care about me and my triumphs or failures
7) Concentrate on friends that are good

Health
8) Avoid things I know are stressful
9) Take a cooking class
10) Cook at home
11) Eat less fast food
12) Cut down to 1 cola a day (or 2)
13) Eat some fruit
14) Sign up and actually take a dance/yoga class
15) Seriously attempt the running thing
16) Maintain a healthy sleep pattern

Financial
17) Get debt paid off again
18) Stick to a budget
19) Pay cash for gas
20) Stop saving for someone else’s college
21) Get a part time job

Professional
22) Manage work time better
23) Evaluate, rework, and plan new stuff for work
24) Arrive at least 30 minutes early

Home
25) Clean on schedule
26) Recover the blue chair
27) Finish the guest room
28) Finish the kitchen
29) Rework the patio

Random
30) Find a good Church home, go more often, and stop making excuses on Sunday morning
31) Train Cooper (HA!)
32) Reclaim a passion besides work
33) Read for fun more often
34) Look into/apply to grad school
35) Attend more concerts and Ranger games! (may not be “necessary”, but should be done)

New Year's with a side of Christmas

2008-12-31T16:14:00.003-06:00

I have been lucky enough to always live pretty close to my family. Even when I was away at school I could afford to come home for a few days to celebrate with everyone. I have NO idea how people do this away from their crazy families!

It is a long story, but basically I came home with all of my Christmas presents still wrapped on the 25th. When I got home from Mom’s to unwrap my gifts alone, I burst into tears! I was super upset when I left her house, and all I really wanted was a hug, but when I got home the thought of it was just BAD!

I called Sis crying and told her how terribly lonely it was to sit all by myself and open presents with my dog. She said she had the same feeling and put all of her gifts in the closet. I am currently staring at mine, all wrapped, under the tree. So tonight, I think we are having Christmas part three.

We will probably open up a little of the gift that A got me, too. It is a HUGE basket of beverages. It has a little of everything! (Sorry, my camera is not working to show you. ☹)

Mumm Sparkling wine, Absolut Mandarin, a Riesling, a Spanish red, Cava, Pellegrino, Pomegranate Soda, Blood Orange Martini mix, and a good mix of beer from “around the world” (from Modelo to Carlsberg to Red Stripe, Harp and Corona just to name a few)

Here is wishing all of you a GREAT time tonight and a HAPPY 2009!! Have fun and be safe!

Bound to happen

2008-12-31T01:48:00.002-06:00

While hanging out with the extended family this week, they found out that I had a blog. It has been mentioned several times before but, as is typical in our house, it fell on deaf ears. No one ever did the "WHAT?" head pop of shock, asked what the address was, or read it. EVER! Well, let me just tell you that it flew over like a lead zeppelin this week.

I never really cared because the only people that really "followed" it were my friends that were scattered around the country/world, or former students that have freakish google searching powers. Now I am beginning to realize that I have people that read it and are just RUDE and never leave comments! ;) That includes you, my friend!

All of that being said, there will be some changes to the little site in the coming new year.

Just random and fun

2008-12-30T02:09:00.003-06:00

After a crazy week, I am really not in the mood to post anything thoughtful or witty or entertaining. Sorry! So, in my lack of motivation, this is what you get. Again, I am sorry that I am suddenly this crappy, slacker blog poster girl.

You Are a Yellow Crayon

Your world is colored with happy, warm, fun colors.

You have a thoughtful and wise way about you. Some people might even consider you a genius.

Charming and eloquent, you are able to get people to do things your way.

While you seem spontaneous and free wheeling, you are calculating to the extreme.

Your color wheel opposite is purple. You both are charismatic leaders, but purple people act like you have no depth.

What Color Crayon Are You?

"Genius" HA! That one actually made me laugh out loud. While I think/hope that most of this is true, I found it interesting when I went back and changed one of my answers. There was one that I was teetering between two choices and when I switched them, it said that I was purple. Which is the exact opposite! I guess that since I laughed at "genius", I think I have "no depth". Oh well.

Who is Murphy?

2008-12-27T14:25:00.004-06:00

Updated at the bottom

I got a bone to pick with him and his law!

So last night (read early this morning) as the evil West Texas wind began to blow a monsoon into the city, Ashley and I left Club Overrated. We did our best to walk to the cars against the wind. Easier said than done considering I am the short one of the group standing at 5’11” and we had consumed more wine than ever necessary and Ash’s favorite champagne. I have no idea what she was celebrating. Life, maybe? Thankfully we are all skinny and pretty aerodynamic. We make it to the car and she is fumbling for her keys because mama brought her big purse. I roll down the window to ask if she is good to go, and POP! My window is stuck. Down. CRAP! All I am really worried about is getting home before the rain. I do. It is all good. I wait this morning for the rain to pass and take my car to the shop to get an estimate.

$750!! POOP!

You may remember that I paid off my car in October, got in an accident a week later, paid $500 deductible, blew a tire Sunday night coming home from Christmas at Dad’s, bought two new tires on Monday, and now this. So, by my calculations, since I paid off my car, I have made the equivalent of 3.4 car payments in repair bills.

Seriously, where is this Murphy guy!

Update: I have learned a couple of things tonight. One, it is freaking COLD to drive with your window down! Now, it is not a tundra down here in the south, and as mentioned, I was never great at physics, but driving 80 MPH in wind gusts up to 43 MPH creates a wind chill of like -40 degrees. GOOD GOD!

Two, it is not a good idea to go to a concert and park in a shady place with Lock, Take, Hide signs with your window rolled down. Nothing was taken, but how bad is it that I did not even think about it until I came out of the concert? Oops!

Here's to everyone

2008-12-25T05:43:00.005-06:00

And whatever you may celebrate during this time of year. Here is a picture I took of my church after Christmas Eve service. This is where I "grew up" so to speak.

Take my girl card and youth card

2008-12-24T01:58:00.005-06:00

No, seriously. Here, have them. Keep them. They are all yours. There are few things that make me “girly”. I do not craft; I build. I do not shop; I shoot. I would prefer a college football game to a craft show any day. I do not complain about my weight and I can literally get ready in 10 minutes. It is a plus when you do not wear makeup and your wardrobe consists of jeans, Chuck Taylors, and anything that is ironed.

As mentioned here before, I do not enjoy shopping. I shop like men…go, get in, get it, and get out. (That sounds far dirtier than intended by the way.) Well, I realized today that Christmas is tomorrow, and I needed shoes to wear to church. All I need is a new pair of black peep-toe heels. My old ones have been resoled twice and will not withstand a third go at the cobbler. I knew it would be tough given “‘tis the season”, but really?!

I went to the fancy mall three miles from my house because fancy people go there. By no means do I fit into this category, but I knew it would be less crowded than the malls with stores like The Gap and Dillard’s. (Nothing wrong with those places, I shop at them, but Fancy Land has Barney’s, Neiman’s, and 7 diamond stores. Enough said)

It was not horribly crowded, but I had a crazy hard time finding a pair of shoes. Why are all the heels out there now like 5 inches high? And platform? I do not swing on a pole for a living! I am sure they look cute on some people, but my chicken legs are not the target audience for this look. Long story short on the shoes is that I settled for a pair that works for work and I am going to try to “dress them up” for Jesus’ birthday.

My shopping trip was capped off with a feeling of “GEEZ! I am old. And not girly”. You see, the very kind gentleman that owns/manages Fancy Land often shuts down stores so that celebrities can shop in peace. It is really nice of him to do, and means a lot to the honored guest. Often times these are only mildly important local athletes or the occasional “B” lister, but today. TODAY! It was…brace yourself ladies…

THE JONAS BROTHERS! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHAAHHHHHAAHHHHH!

I know. Right.

I heard a mumble or two about these guys as I was power walking from one store of hooker heels to the next. Normally it would not have fazed me, but today I overheard GROWN MEN talking about them. Weird. As I walk into a store, I see a blond blur rushing toward me. She stops and calls my name startled. It is a young girl I know from my teaching era. She is near tears because (imagine a slight valley accent and over dramatics) “her friends A and B had just met the Jonas Brothers and now she will NEVER meet them”. I kinda giggled, offered the best support I knew how, and backed away slowly.

As I begin my next power walk, a crowd of people slows me up. They are gathered outside of a nice jewelry store that is being blocked by a LARGE cop. Not security guard. COP! I glance over my right shoulder and OMG! There they are! All three of them. In all their skinny jeaned glory. THE JONAS BROTHERS! Performing my caring adult duty, I rush back to the store, find the blond blur and notify her of their whereabouts. Off she went. The blur returns.

I then realized I suck at shopping. I never liked boy bands. New Kids, N’Sync, Backstreet, none of them. I cried when I saw Limp Bizkit in concert. Does that count? I also look at the Jonas boys and think “what nice young men”. But yet, I was slightly annoyed that they thought it a good idea to go shopping in the middle of the day, two days before Christmas, at a busy mall where they knew stores would have to be shut down.

Anyway, I got my shoes, made a young girl’s Christmas wish come true, and came out alive. Minus my girl card, youth card, and 2 hours of my life.

Just a side note...in my research for this post, I found out that the Jonas Brothers have 1,110,000 friends on MySpace. Do you feel lonely and friendless now? And who still uses MySpace?!

End of year... personally

2008-12-21T18:23:00.003-06:00

Pretty basic. Pretty simple.
Took a job doing something I NEVER imagined I would do in life.

Paid off my car, paid off the kitchen remodel (in less than a year!), and managed to save a little money.

Took a summer off for the first time in 10 years (odd since I was a teacher) and traveled a bit.

Reconnected with old friends and got to know my family better.

Witnessed loved ones accomplish some big life goals (Bro) and others put themselves on good paths in life (Eb).

I was blessed with a few amazing friends that have taught me that there is good in people and encourage me to focus on the positive (Robyn, Julie, & CL). I used to only do this with one person in my life (you know who you are).

One of the best parts of the year was witnessing and taking part in history with the election season. It did not hit me what a big deal it was until that day, but I am so glad I am here to witness it all.

In the end, 2008 was a success! It can all be summed up with one lyric…I won some and learned some.

And because I forgot to add it to the post yesterday...

Happy Birthday Scott!
Thanks for being around. I know that it is sporadic and honestly, I completely understand. You are a great friend and I really enjoy our dinners out and the times we hang out and watch terrible TV. ;) Here’s to you. Have a great time in the new decade, you old man!

End of the year... work wise

2008-12-20T21:04:00.002-06:00

Well, yesterday was the first official day of my two-week vacation. I cannot believe it is already over. It seems like yesterday was my first day at the new job, but it has been almost 5 months! Usually at this time of year I wipe my tears and sink into my couch in a deep depression because of the fact that I have to go back. This year? I already miss it. After a job where I cried literally EVERY SINGLE DAY, I realize I only cried once these past 5 months. I used to become physically ill from my job and had limb-numbing migraines that would force me to have MRIs. These past few months? I had one. (And it was more from a lack of stress management than from the job itself.)

This new job has allowed me to see the best in people. It has taught me that you can be a leader and be positive. What a novel concept! It has reignited my desire to work hard and continue to learn. I so appreciate both the people I work for and the people I work with…for the first time in years.

Given the economic situation, I am not sure what the future holds for me at the company, but no matter what happens it has been the most fantastic year! I could not be more grateful or feel more blessed!

Now I am off to celebrate!!

All four in one week

2008-12-18T23:12:00.004-06:00

Fri	Sat	Sun	Mon

	75	69	36	40
	51	55	28	22

Here is the forecast for the next four days. I bought a sweater on Tuesday to wear this weekend, but it will not be making a showing until Sunday. It should be noted that I had a half day on Tuesday because of snow that morning. CRAZY, and I love it!

So sorry to all of yall that are buried under 2 feet or more of snow. If you need me, I will be at the pool.

Only missing the cookies

2008-12-17T19:44:00.014-06:00

Much debate went into whether or not the decorations would go up this year. It is so much work for a single gal. It is not like my little girl cares if the house is festive. She is a dog for cryin’ out loud! The conclusion was to put up enough to bring in a bit of Christmas cheer, but there is still a box that will not come out this year. My house will serve as a bed and breakfast for the week after Christmas and I want it to look at least a little seasonal. Oh man, which reminds me…some serious cleaning needs to be done before my mom’s side of the fam descend upon the great Lone Star State.

Anywho…here is the tree. Tall, skinny, and overly accessorized with 535 lights. This tree took 3 hours and a dozen 4 letter words to assemble and decorate.

The tablescape…this tree took 3 minutes to assemble and decorate. Hey, it was good enough for Charlie.

Entry table…I cleaned off the mail and three sets of keys for the photo shoot. You're welcome.

Stockings are hung…I am sure Santa will be able to find the armoire. Yes, my dog’s stocking is better than mine, I know. I made it as practice just in case I ever have children.

Top of the armoire…I got all three hurricanes for $6 at an estate sale. God, I love those sales!! That picture to the right is from Christmas last year. My aunt was hell bent and determined to come from MI and surprise my mom at church on Christmas Eve. I think deep down she knew it would be her last trip to see us. Love ya, miss ya Aunt Pat.

The presents are all wrapped and ready to go to their new owners. Except one. Dang it, Eb!

Coffee table…these were a gift from someone I work for this year. They are not really my style and I would have never picked them out, but they are gorgeous when lit and smell delicious.

Oh, and who can forget McSanta O’Claus? He comes bearing shamrocks, blarney, a pot o’ gold, Guinness, and Jameson. No, he is not a crackhead, but he does stay out until March 17th.
So there it is...the casa de cheer. Hope yall got all your decorations out and up despite the 70 degree weather.

Purses, Pizza, and Auctions...Oh My!

2008-12-14T21:30:00.005-06:00

Friday night Julie, the Mr., and the Young ‘un came up to visit. We wii-ed. We shopped. We ate. It was great!

The young ‘un and I played Wii Friday night while the Mr. organized his sinister plan for Saturday, and Julie laughed at the ridiculousness around her. I cannot really blame her.

The Mr. headed out early Saturday morning for an auction and the rest of us took our time getting ready. We went to the Land of Handbags & Cheap Jewelry and bought both. We went to Bro’s restaurant and put the Young ‘un to work with the dishes in the kitchen. Not kidding. Bro is so good with kids, he can convince them to bus their own table. Then we went to the town square and craft stores.

Just when we thought the day was done...

We get the call to head to the auction. And pick up a U-haul on the way. WHAT?! Evidently it went well. I will admit that I was a little jealous of the loot the Mr. came away with that day. Not that I was in the market for any of his purchases, but MAN! This guy got a bargain. B-A-R GAIN!

After a U-haul debacle, the trailer was picked up today amidst a marathon, and everyone and everything got home in one piece.

It had been a long day and there were no U-hauls to be found!It was so great to see yall and we need to do it again! Blogher '09?

Which way to confession

2008-12-08T23:18:00.004-06:00

Lord forgive me. I have committed a sin for which I know better. Maybe not a sin according to the church, but it is one for this recovering Catholic.

I went to Target. Tired and hungry.

It could have been ugly. But my Target is GHETTO!! There was a list involved, but it did little good.

The first stop was to the seasonal section. WHAT WAS I THINKING?! I wasn’t. Thank God when I got to the grocery side of the store it was as if people were preparing for Y2K again. Seriously, look at this!

Is there a natural disaster I am unaware of here?

The only stuff on sale is still on the shelf!

Did I mention that I was in a time crunch? Basically, it turned into a game of Supermarket Sweep. The prize at the end? Well, this week’s dinner menus consist of Princess fruit snacks, spaghetti o’s with beef franks, goldfish, and generic hot chocolate. But man! My tablescape will look super cute with the new ornaments. It took 15 minutes to decide which ones to finally buy.

P.S. -- This was not the 100th post I was hoping for, so I am going to wait until the 100th post of 2008. I think I can make it before New Year's Eve...stay tuned!

Attention Black Friday Shoppers

2008-12-07T00:04:00.001-06:00

Hello fellow midnight madness shopper! It was great getting to know the back of your car, oh you back there, and your headlights shining into my car, too. Did you know that your brights were on, cause I sure did. Well, after staring at your bumper to avoid going into a seizure because of your brights in my rearview, I am glad that the hour plus of literally inching into the parking lot is done. We have all three found a spot. It is 1:15 in the morning. Let the shopping commence! Lovely not chatting with you one because we were in separate cars and two I do not speak Korean. Have fun!

On to meet new friends. Why hello crazy ass that drove no less than three hours to get a plain green sweater on sale for 20% off. It is so good to see you spending your hard earned money in my state. How about those low gas prices? Great, huh? You enjoy that sweater with a little Ralph Lauren polo horse monogrammed on it. Well, see you in forty-five minutes when I will walk past this store and you will still be in line. Have fun!

Oh look, an adorable child in a stroller. WAIT! IT IS 2 AM! WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR KID DOING SHOPPING?! Is 40% off really that big of a deal? Please take her home and her eight or nine year old brother too. Please stop chastising them and asking him to stop crying. Just imagine you are an eight-year-old boy and your mom wants you to try on clothes at 2 am! Nothing says fun like that scenario. GO HOME!

Thank you kind Banana Republic employees. You truly were a delight to work with this morning. You have been nothing less than efficient and accommodating. Seriously. Your sale was enjoyable as well. Thank you for $658 worth of clothes for $312.

Hey mother nature, turn off the faucet! The 3 AM downpour was not cool, but thank God I did not park in the field across the street. Sucks to be impatient.

Hey, real life friends that I have not seen in months. Fancy meeting you here at this ungodly hour of the morning. Don’t you worry. I looked past the pajama bottoms and sweatshirt. To be honest, I was a little jealous of your comfy attire.

4:30 am trip to Wal-mart? Why of course! I would give a shout out to my new friends that came in the dark and left in the early morning mist, but to be honest, you people were on a mission. Your motivation brought the whole extended family and spread it out around the store to get everything from electronics to clothes to toys. I envy your drive and efficiency!

Shout out to the three other people that were with me at Old Navy. Thanks for helping me pick out colors for my two new cashmere sweaters for a cool $20. ‘preciate it!

I hope that you all know that I say this with love. YOU ARE CRAZY! Yes, I am among you, but I am healthy glass a day crazy. You, with the kids, are straight up crazy. You, the urban camper, who has been outside of Best Buy for 36 hours, are crazy on the rocks. And you? The guy that took a gun to the toy store or got pissed when they closed the store because there was a fatally injured person in the entranceway? Well, I just do not know what to say about you.

Until next year, yall! It was lovely seeing you, do not call me, I will call you, and lets keep the kiddies tucked in next year.

Could Wii talk?

2008-12-06T16:19:00.004-06:00

Day 4

Thanksgiving day was pretty normal. Ya know, breakfast donuts, parade, set table, appetizers, football, turkey, Black Friday ads, dessert, nap, evening munchies, and all the regular stuff. It was just the girls this year. Bro’s new restaurant happens to be about 3 miles from mom’s house so there was no why-does-my-son-not-love-me-he-never-calls guilt trip to get him to show up for the holiday. Mom gave him an out to stay home and sleep because she can pop in on him regularly. Long story short – he has been in the restaurant industry for 10 yrs and usually provides thanksgiving meals to people so we only really see him at Christmas.

Because it was just the girls, and one can only go through the ads to plan their Black Friday attack so many times, I took the new Wii up to mom’s house. People, I missed my calling! I should sell these things! I have not seen my family laugh so hard together in a long time. Even Bea got into it and was adamant that everyone took their turn. We played all the basic games, trained, and figured out everyone’s Wii fit age. Sorry Sis, it must suck to be 68. HA! I think the highlight was when I switched to the boxing game for Sis to get some cardio. You may be laughing right now, but it kicks your butt if you go more than 4 rounds. Her first opponent? Another Wii character that coincidentally had the same name as her ex-husband. Let’s just say he went down FAST!

Once the Wii dust cleared I can honestly say that I pulled something, and mom and Sis both bought one the next day.

Among the many, many things I am thankful for this year, I am most grateful for my family because they stick with me and always make me laugh. We truly do put the fun in dysfunctional.

Mom floatin' like a butterfly

Sis having way too much fun boxing

Middle of the break

2008-12-05T00:20:00.002-06:00

Day 2 = unproductive; cannot remember what I did. I thought about working, but did nothing.

Day 3 = cleaned, laundry, wrapped gifts, worked a bit, dry cleaning, Disney on Ice (see post below)

Wednesday was a bit of a long day. On my way home from Disney, I got a phone call. You see I have this friend that pops in and out of my life when they feel so inclined. The timing does not always work well with my life, but I am always there for them. To be honest I do not remember what the point of the phone call was, but I ended up heading over to their house after about 3 months of not talking.

We had a great time together. We always do. Even in the worst of times; deaths, births, divorces, moves, crappy relationships, car accidents, family drama, tears, and laughs, we always come out on top. Through it all we simply share a quick glance, smile, and feel good about the moment. Knowing that in the end the lesson will be learned, a memory made, and hopefully a bit of a laugh.

That night we played Wii. I am improving and have rediscovered the original Mario Bros. I also found a ridiculous amount of joy from some random game on PS3. You get to design your own character and then take the cute little nugget to these different worlds. I was repeatedly told, “it is all about physics, Colleen”, but you know what? I cheated in physics. I do not have a damn clue how to do real life physics let alone video game science. But it cracked me up to try.

We ended the night with a little Generation Kill. Such a great show! (Side note: I should really start to take pictures of my life to post in these things.)

It was a lot of fun. It will be a lot of fun the next time I get a phone call. In the end, it is always a good time!

So behind

2008-12-04T22:48:00.002-06:00

So behind on the posting because let’s be honest, I am boring. Regardless, here is a Thanksgiving recap…

I am one of those lucky, lucky few that are given an entire week off for Thanksgiving. This is the first year that I have been giving this little treat and let me tell you; it is lovely! The weekend before the break is posted below and that brings us to Monday.

I decided to give Sis a bit of a break and voluntarily took Bea Christmas shopping. This is a big deal because Bea and I fight like siblings most of the time, and she is a bit moody. You never really know if she is going to want to hang out with you. I risked it. Luckily she was in a good mood so we headed out to the mall close to Bea’s house.

Another reason this was a big deal is because I am NOT a shopper. I figured that if anyone was going to get a Christmas present this year it needed to be picked up during the day, thus Monday afternoon. Bea and I went through the ENTIRE mall! She was great. The only time she complained was really because of me. We were in Restoration Hardware and I asked her if some pillows would look good on my couch. She scrunched her nose and said, “Aunt Coz, we are not looking for you. I want to go.” She was right. We left. After 3 hours of bonding at the mall and some dinner, I had all but two gifts done. Go us!

Day 1 = productive

I finally found him

2008-12-01T21:41:00.004-06:00

That is right. I was beginning to give up. As Charlotte York McDougal Goldenblatt once said, “I’ve been dating since I was 15. Where is he? I’m exhausted!” Well, I found Mr. Incredible! No, Eb, I did not meet him in 9th grade, Mr. Funny pants.

Okay, okay…so it was really just my mom dressed as Mr. Incredible…

We went with Bea and Sis to Disney on Ice last Wednesday. I have to admit that I absolutely LOVE these things. This was the fourth one we went to, and every time we walk out we all agree it was the best one yet. Although, looking back, I have to say Nemo on Ice is the best. Only two drawbacks… 1. There is A TON of kids at these things (go figure), and I do not really enjoy the company of children. 2. The marketing for crazy overpriced crap is amazing. There is no t-shirt less than $18, no princess wand less than $15, and Bea’s choice of a spinning light up Cinderella thing for $20. I selected a fine dining meal of a hot dog, pretzel, Dr. Pepper, and of course, cotton candy for a cool $21. Yep, you read that right, 21 BUCKS! Honestly, it is so worth it to see Bea light up and yell “take my picture” every time a new character came on the ice. Oh, and meeting Mr. Incredible was fun, too.

To a few people from Saturday night (in order of appearance)

2008-11-24T13:10:00.002-06:00

The random dude named Justin… You stood near us being all shady until you worked up the nerve to speak.  You chatted us up for all of five minutes before offering to “get us a drink”.  When you found out what we ordered, you kindly put them on MY TAB!  Get us a drink.  Buy us a drink.  Semantics I guess, but still, thanks for nothing.

The questionable 40 year old wearing a blazer…  How ironic it was that you approached while we were laughing about that fashion statement.  After whispering odd things into my ear like the brand name of everything you were wearing, you asked me if I “liked to party”.  At this point my friend, thanks Maureen, had successfully abandoned me!  When I told you that I did not “party” you insisted on asking me FOUR MORE TIMES.  Dude, I will tell you once more, to party would not be conducive to my job.  My bad, conducive is probably too big of a word for you to process at this juncture in the evening.  Look, here are your friends, and oh wow, they are leaving.  Peace.

Jonnie and Fonz… How I miss thee.  I forgot how great Fonz’s dry sense of humor is to be around.  Jonnie, you always told me you could dance, but I thought you were kidding.  We should do it again sometime soon boys, and you should bring Craig.

Craig… I am sorry I did not have a chance to really talk to you, but I forgive you for baptizing me in your beer.

Last, but by no means least, the tow people…  YOU JERKS!  Now it was my friend’s car, and not mine, so I have a bit of a different perspective, but I was not thrilled.  Ok. Fine. She parked in an empty parking lot DIRECTLY across from where she was going.  Sorry she felt like that would be a safe option.  When we went to get her car, you put your shady ass place in the nether regions of the city.  Not where people die, but where people drop the bodies.  Not kidding.  I have never felt unsafe in my own city until last night when we went to claim her very nice luxury vehicle from a dark alley in the industrial park southwest of the city.  Oh, and did I thank you for letting us talk to a one sided window with half of the letters peeled off?  I didn’t?  Well, thanks.

There it is.  The bad, the good, and the ugly.  Thanks…in varying degrees.

Hmmmm

2008-11-20T17:49:00.004-06:00

I do not really know what to title this post. Never in my life have I ever thought that I would "ask" someone for a prayer. Partly because my up bringing just never really encouraged me to ask for a prayer and partly because I respect the fact that, frankly, some people just do not believe in it. At this point though, I am putting that all aside to ask you for a few. One of my great friends, Julie, sent me a text yesterday morning that her brother was in a head on collision on the highway on his way to work. I ask that you pray for him. She packed up her husband and son and left her classroom to go be with her family. I ask that you pray for her and her family.

On Tuesday I was reminded by some former students about the collapse of Bonfire at Texas A & M. I remember that day very vividly and rarely talk about it. What was so striking about November 18th this year was that Eb's sister had her baby. For so many years I remember that one event on that one day, but now there is a celebration for the day. I also became very much aware of the power of prayer that day in 1999. So many families came to BCS to be with their injured loved ones. I know that those prayers helped. I guess that is just my way of asking for some for Julie, her brother, and her family.

Thanks!!

Things I am loving

2008-11-18T22:13:00.014-06:00

My car back☺
That is right. After 32 days and over 1200 miles on a rent car, my Mini is home. It was a long, ugly time (that is going to continue since two of the other parties are in small claims court), but now all is right with my transportation world again. The insurance company also cut me a check for “pain and suffering” which covered the rest of my deductible and gave me a little cash to get The Wii...

Meet mii. Does it look like me?

I am obviously still learning, but seriously J, you really should have pushed me to get this earlier. I also had some cash for my new TOMS

I love them and all that they stand for today. Then I got motivated to turn my frat house of a place into a clean house.

One more thing needed a little sprucing up and so now I have a clean pup, and the two of us have been taking long walks in the fantabulous fall weather. Everyone knows that crisp temperatures mean pulling out some new decorations.

These are the bows that The Station puts up for the holidays. They are up on the lofts above the Starbucks where I sat with my mint hot chocolate and managed to build the DONE pile for work. After a crazy hectic last two weeks, I am finally feeling like I can breath again. Especially since there are three more days until Thanksgiving break!

Baby clothes do not really fit into my regular daily life, but Amy (Eb's sister) had her baby girl EARLY this morning, so I will be sending her this terribly cute hoodie, and a fun shirt for the big brother.

On the work front...

I am loving this thing we do with another "company" to raise money for charity. The McDonald's between the two places donates 50% of their profits from breakfast all week to a shelter we work with throughout the year. Therefore, I will met the people I work for up at McD's for an early morning bite four days this week. The girls in my family will also be doing dinner and some friends will be getting together for appetizers at other restaurants that are also donating proceeds for the cause this week. Lovin' it!!

Another work thing...there are a lot, A LOT, of international folks where I work. Every year the new people from around the world take a trip to Washington D.C. for obvious reasons. Well, they went last week. Can I say jealous?! I told one of them that I fit nicely into a large piece of luggage. She did not take me up on it. Bummer. Anyway, one of them brought back a souvenir for me. Yes, the simple idea/thought is super nice, BUT, it is a Constitutional baseball!!

A-W-E! Seriously. It is probably one of the coolest baseball things I own.

Scratch that, it IS the coolest.

It is complete with a replica signature of my favorite president, Abe Lincoln.

So there are 12 little things that I am thankful for and enjoying this week.

Kick it to me, Pele'

2008-11-12T21:47:00.004-06:00

Yeah, she is #1...the one and only!

Saturday afternoon was Bea’s last soccer game of the season. She has improved soooo much! She actually bends her arms when she runs. I know. You are thinking, what? How do you run with your arms straight? I will just tell you, not well. And slowly. Note to parents: teach your kids to run before signing them up for ballet.

I digress.

At the first game Bea was barely in the back of the bunch as they all corralled the ball sheep dog style. She was far more concerned with how her lip-gloss looked than catching some damn ball. Every now and again she would go after it, but I think it was because it was hot pink, and not because it’s the concept of the game. Now, it is the end of the season. She “practices” with one of us when she is benched and is smack dab in the middle of the group when coach puts her in the game. She is so on top of it, she scored TWO goals!! Okay, so one goal and one assist, really. The second one went in after she gingerly kicked the ball when her teammate very gracefully fell over it. I say gracefully, because this 4 year old managed to fall over the ball and move her arms in such a manner that she caught herself WITHOUT touching it. Seriously impressive! I am not really sure what the team’s record was this season because everybody seems to win…that is until they go into the real world. Ah, to be a member of this generation.

While all that 4-year-old soccer was great and all, the soccer celebrations continued on Sunday. I had the privilege of teaching some of the greatest kids before I quit last year. Among the many, was one little soccer player. Melissa is respectful, kind, and humble. She would do anything for her friends and worked hard in the classroom. Aside from all of that, she is a ROCKSTAR on the soccer field. Mel accepted an opportunity to play for ND this year, and boy has she! She was not only honored with the Rookie of the Year award for the Big East, but she was the second rookie in history to be named Most Outstanding Offensive Player of the Championship tourney. That is probably because she scored the ONLY goal of the game to give ND the Big East title and keep their record at 21-0-0. Holy Crap! So proud of you, Melissa!

Mars and Venus

2008-11-10T22:19:00.003-06:00

So I was talking to a friend of mine last week that had sat through a lecture on how men and women are different. He wanted to test something out on me. He presented it as a “story” and not a test. It went a little something like this…

H : Ok, so there is this guy and girl who are dating, and they are coming up on their anniversary. She plans this picnic on Saturday at 3:00 and tells him all about it. About the amazing weather she has planned, the food, the butterflies, and unicorns, basically the perfect picnic to celebrate them. All he hears is Saturday. Three o’clock. Food. Got it.

Me : Ok. Sounds normal. Was a game on?

H : Not the point. So, Saturday comes around and she calls and tells him that she forgot mayonnaise and asks him to go to the store and pick some up.

Me : Alright. (Smirk a little)

H : So, what did she ask him to pick up at the store.

Me : (Tilt my head, pop my mouth open a little, squint my eyes and shoot him my best are-you-a-moron look.) Um…FLOWERS!

H : (stumbles back a little, throws his arms out, leans forward.) WHAT?! That is exactly what all the women said. Why would I get flowers? She asked for mayonnaise.

Me : Why would you not get flowers. You have to walk past them to get to the mayonnaise. I mean at least a card.

H : Or maybe a little bear thing.

Me : (A little insulted.) No! That will just gather dust and end up being thrown away.

H : and flowers…

Me : Not the point. Get the flowers! Damn it.

H : That does not even make sense.

Me : It makes perfect sense. You do not make sense.

Yes, that is how I win an argument. With a quick, “yeah, well you are stupid, stupid.” But seriously ladies, am I wrong? She wanted flowers, right?

For the kiddies

2008-11-08T14:40:00.004-06:00

Every friend I have that has children has a little girl (and the only one that has a boy is due any day with a daughter). I found this contest just for yall. You have all asked where to find cute dresses for all sorts of events from weddings to Easter or just a weekend with the grandparents. I thought this was perfect. Even if you do not win, it is a great source for the future. Oh, and let's just say BOWS GALORE!! So run over to SITS and check it out.

(Get ready for girlie fun, Eb. Or just forward it to mom...she will love it.)

As if there were any doubt

2008-11-04T21:20:00.004-06:00

Yes. I am an Election Day voter. Sadly, there was no line when I went to cast my ballot. As with the other presidential elections I voted in, I stood and contemplated my decision. Just to make sure. Now I sit with my map and color in each state as the totals scroll across the screen.
Complete with the traditional every half-hour phone call check-ins from Eb.
God, it's great to be an American!!

Proudly sported bipartisan purple to work today.

I just had to do it

2008-11-03T10:24:00.004-06:00

Elections are coming to an end and I just had to include one more thing about voting. I used to teach high school at a rather diverse little place and I loved learning more than is ever necessary about the hip hop culture. The kids thought it was funny when my skinny little white self would rap, walk it out, or pop and lock. I miss them. A lot. Here is a little taste of the greatness that is pop culture and politics. Thanks to T.I. and Ron Clark!

I included the lyrics below for those that are not used to the speed.

Obama on the left
McCain on the right
We can talk politics all night
And you can vote however you like
You can vote however you like, yeah

Democratic left
Republican right
November 4th we decide
And you can vote however you like
You can vote however you like, yeah

(McCain supporters)
McCain is the man
Fought for us in Vietnam
You know if anyone can
Help our country he can
Taxes droppin low
Dont you know oils gonna flow
Drill it low
I'll show our economy will grow

McCain's the best candidate
With Palin as his running mate
They'll fight for gun rights, pro life,
The conservative right
Our future is bright
Better economy in site
And all the world will feel our military might

(Obama supporters)
But McCain and Bush are real close right
They vote alike and keep it tight
Obama's new, he's younger too
The Middle Class he will help you
He'll bring a change, he's got the brains
McCain and Bush are just the same
You are to blame, Iraq's a shame
Four more years would be insane

Lower your Taxes - you know Obama Won't
PROTECT THE LOWER CLASS - You know McCain won't!
Have enough experience - you know that they don't
STOP GLOBAL WARMING - you know that you won't

I want Obama
FORGET OBAMA
Stick with McCain and you're going to have some drama
We need it
HE'LL BRING IT
He'll be it
YOU'LL SEE IT
We'll do it
GET TO IT
Let's move it
DO IT!

Obama on the left
McCain on the right
We can talk politics all night
And you can vote however you like
You can vote however you like, yeah

Democratic left
Republican right
November 4th we decide
And you can vote however you like, I said
You can vote however you like, yeah

I'm talking big pipe lines, and low gas prices
Below $2.00 that would be nice

But to do it right we gotta start today
Finding renewable ways that are here to stay

I want Obama
FORGET OBAMA,
Stick wit McCain you gone have some drama
MORE WAR IN IRAQ
Iran he will attack
CAN'T BRING OUR TROOPS BACK
We gotta vote Barack!

Obama on the left
McCain on the right
We can talk politics all night
And you can vote however you like, I said
You can vote however you like, yeah

Democratic left
Republican right
November 4th we decide
And you can vote however you like, I said
You can vote however you like, yeah

I do not like being tagged

2008-11-02T23:38:00.005-06:00

So, I was “tagged”.  My good friend C posted this and then sent it on to me.  I did a similar post when I first started the whole blogging thing; click here to read that entry.  All that is written there is still very true, but here are a few more…only 6 because I have serious OCD about even numbers.

1.)  I hate the fact that I do not work out.  A consistent exercise routine has not been in my life since April of 1998.  I used to be proud of that, but now it drives me crazy.  I try, but so much of it is boring to me.  Any suggestions?  (Cheap would be nice)

2.)  I love giving gifts.  When I see things that I think someone would like, I usually buy it.  Even if I have not talked to them in months, it makes me smile and remember them.  People think it strange, but it is fun.  Plus, I have a great stash in my “prize closet”.

3.)  I think SNL commercials are hilarious.  The old ones of course are classics, but some of the new ones are greatness, too.  My personal favorite is Pat ‘N Patti’s Backpack Shack.  Oh, and I adore Jimmy Fallon.  Here is a clip from his performance where I went to school.

4.)  I am addicted to the news.  I watch it a minimum of 4 times a day.  Local, national, BBC, I do not even care…I watch it all

5.)  Despite my love of and degree in history, I find it difficult to watch “historical” movies.  I spot the inconsistencies and it annoys people when I point them out.

6.)  I refuse to tell people what political party I belong to and who I vote for in elections.  I value the Australian ballot.  I will never ask you whom you voted for, so stop asking me.

I tag whoever wants to do this little thing.

Coffee talk with a 4 year old

2008-10-29T17:45:00.004-05:00

So Bea and I were chatting over a Dr. Pepper and watered down lemonade when I decided to give her a “grown up” lesson. We do this quite often and cover topics from the amendments beyond the Bill of Rights, the importance of judicial review, and the ongoing debate of whether or not we landed on the moon. Sometimes we discuss the state of the Rangers, but on that topic she usually becomes frustrated and walks away. Preachin’ to the choir sista!

This week’s topic? The election. What else? It went a little something like this…

Me : Hey Bea, do you know what happens on the 4^th?

Bea : [Flashes a quick glance to Mommy and then looks at me a little annoyed] No.

Me : Well, we get to vote. It is a REALLY big deal. It means we get a new president. Do you know what a president is?

Bea : No, but I know what voting is.

Me : [A little shocked] You do? What is voting?

Bea : We pick a new guy.

Me : Well, yeah. So whom are you going to pick?

Bea : [In a rather matter of fact way, and not flinching from her near complete crayon masterpiece] McCain.

Me : Huh. Why?

Bea : [again annoyed] Because, Aunt Coz, he is the guy with the white hair.

Me : Well, yeah, but Mimi and Mommy and I all have brown hair. So, why don’t you vote for the guy with brown hair?

Bea : [lets out a BIG sigh and attempts an eye roll] Because I like WHITE HAIR and I am voting for McCain!

Alrighty then. How can you really argue with the logic of a 4 year old? I mean she actually seems to have thought it out more than some voters, so I will let her own it.

Do not fret Eb, you have 14 years of “grown up” lessons before she votes.

EARLY VOTING ENDS FRIDAY!!

Yeah...what?

2008-10-27T23:19:00.002-05:00

I don’t look gangsta?

I don’t look like a 70-year-old golf pro or a retired woman with 4 grown kids?

Really? So I don’t look like someone that would drive this?

That is right, my rent car is a sweet 300. No, I am not a booty girl in a new rap video. But I am looking for a good deal on some spinners. Are those even cool anymore?

Now, I do not think that there is something wrong with a 300. It has been a pretty decent car. (FOR TWO WEEKS NOW!!) But for the past few years I have been told that my car “fits” me. I guess I would agree with that observation. I mean my Mini is small and sassy. It is German so it has a bit of a temper, and a BMW so sometimes a part of it will just stop working for a week or so. But it is incredibly reliable. It responds when I need it to, and cleans up nicely. My Mini is me. I love my Mini! I miss my Mini.

The 300 is the last car that you would pick if I asked you to find a car for me. Hopefully the insurance people will give me good news tomorrow.

A Lesson

2008-10-23T00:03:00.004-05:00

1.) Palin’s wardrobe. Today the media has jumped on what it costs to outfit the VP candidate. The “ladies” of The View made mention that she was spending “tax payer” money. I guess that is true at the core, but in reality she is using donations from SUPPORTERS to do this, and those that donate know that their money could be spent in such a way. When donating to a campaign, a good bit of money is earmarked for certain expenses. This includes a category for appearance. That covers the CRAZY expensive suits the men wear, too. Shoot, once they are in office, congressmen, presidents, VPs, first ladies, etc. all get an allowance for these expenses. That money comes from all taxpayers, supporters and otherwise.

2.) McCain being a Maverick. I really think that this short article sums it up better than I ever dreamed. Plus, it comes from the mouth of a real Maverick. (Sorry Eb, it is not Dirk) Side note: There is a person at work who has the first name Maverick. I feel like they will be very happy when this is all over with on November 4.

3.) Could both candidates please stop talking about what they would do to save the economy? Almost all national tax bills begin in the House of Representatives. The man in the White House can do little more than make phone calls to convince people to write/vote for bills concerning the economy. If you believe that one of the candidates can do great things with your money, keep them in the Senate.

I know it is disgusting, but to prove my point, I will admit that I carry a Constitution with me in my purse. Seriously, next time you see me ask for it. As part of my job, I know that Article 1, Section 8, Clause 1 states that only Congress has the power to “levy taxes”. Article 1, Section 7 says that this power must go through the HofR and Senate before it hits the President. There are a few exceptions on import taxes because of the President’s power of Executive Agreement, but otherwise, it is all Congress.

There. Done. I promise that this will be one of the last politically centered posts. To be perfectly honest, I am pretty sick of what is going on in the media leading up to the election. Not to mention, there is other stuff going on in the world.

Early Voting

2008-10-20T23:59:00.002-05:00

It started today. Go!! If you live one of those lives, and who doesn't these days, vote early. You never know what could happen on November 4th that will keep you from the polls. Especially if you have little ones. They could get sick, have a "better" opportunity at a play date, or let's be honest, just be too fussy to stand in a line that day. If you need to know where to go, send me a comment.

Hell is getting chilly

2008-10-20T23:36:00.002-05:00

So I got a text out of nowhere that said, "Eagle endorses Obama". My first instinct was the old Dallas radio station, you know, the original Russ Martin Show, but no, that has not been around for like a million years. (Yes, I look good for 1 million, I know) So I called to get some clarification, and sure enough the one thing I thought it could not be, was true!

The BCS newspaper has thrown its support to the Democratic candidate. For the first time EVER. I knew that there was a lot of blue in south Texas, but I always thought that Aggieland would be the pocket of red. Evidently, there are some Dems down there after all. Not so much when I was in school. My short, bright red hair, and facial piercings did not go over well with BCS-ers in the late 90s. Little did they know I worked in a staunchly Christian business and could out shoot 98% of the trap and skeet team. Yes, we really had one of those at A&M and yes, I did get fired for the piercings because the Bible said it was wrong.

Anyhoo, I am surprised that that town has become divided by this race. A place that I have always considered overly conservative, Baptist, and Republican, is suddenly a lot less right winged.

October

2008-10-15T23:13:00.006-05:00

(Holy 2 posts in 1 day...crazy!)

I am a terrible niece! It is half way through October and I have not posted anything for breast cancer awareness. As many of you know, my aunt passed away back in June. She was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2001, had a mastectomy, chemo, everything, and beat it. While the cancer was gone, it left her body broken. Her crazy, fun loving spirit never wavered, but her body just could not sustain itself and the continued need for medical attention. We all miss her dearly and think of her daily.

My mom and I have worked or walked the Race for the Cure since 1993 and I continued the tradition with friends in college. It was amazing to me how people rallied around me when I had a lumpectomy at the age of 19 and have always felt that I would do what I could to support others. My aunt brought that all a little closer to home than I ever wanted.

So, in support of breast cancer awareness month, please visit the Susan G. Komen website. You can do a variety of things to support the cause from test drive a car, run/walk/work the 5k, buy a number of items, or just wear a ribbon. It is a great site for information about the disease too.

There are a lot of other sites and products for purchase that donate to breast cancer foundations. I will try and post a slew of them tomorrow. Just know that almost anything light pink donates a portion of their proceeds. That covers everything from nail polish and lip stick to great shoes to kitchen appliances and vacuum cleaners.

Don't you worry

2008-10-15T22:47:00.007-05:00

Of course I watched the debate. I do have some commentary for this one. Bear with it. I wrote it stream of consciousness so it covers a little bit of everything. Basically, all of the freely typed statements were cut and pasted together to make this post. Again, do not fret. There is more to be posted tomorrow. Plus an update on the car accident issues and my sweet new rental car pics.

Mr. McCain…Dallas has a lot, A LOT, of Republican voters. They also have a lot of swing voters this year. Your two snide little comments about the city are probably not winning over anyone. I totally agree that we need to start drilling off shore now. You looked like a fool when you said “zero!” about the health care fine. Obama was not aligned with the “extreme” aspects of abortion, he was voting for government to stay out of my womb when a doctor advises something in the name of my health. You are a much better offensive lineman than d-back. Where were you a month ago? This is the McCain I liked in 2000 and in 2002 when you wrote the McCain-Feingold bill.

Barack…way to clear the air once and for all about Ayers and Acorn! Finally!

Health care -- what will encourage companies to continue to cover their employees? Why would I take it from my company if the government coverage is better? Can I really get the same plan you have?! That is freaking awesome! But let’s be real, never going to happen. Ledbetter was ruled correctly because of the statute of limitations. You are wrong to think it was decided incorrectly and should be overturned. You should know that. You were law school buddies with a guy I work with now. You are exactly what government needs as a fundraiser. People would actually buy the idea that paying taxes is patriotic with you as the president. Not to mention you are probably one of the most eloquent politicians I have ever seen in action. And yes, you get two words instead of one for “in action”. Truly, you are a brilliant speaker.

Did McCain snort at the end of the debate?! Now that is funny!

Evidently, Joe has a six-pack and is a plumber. Joe sounds a lot hotter than my plumber. I know, I know, six-pack of beer, but just let me think he has rock hard abs. Thanks.

I am really waiting for this Joe guy to be contacted by the media. You know he is going to milk his 15 minutes like no plumber before him. Who can blame him really?

Mark your calendars. November 4th. Go vote!

Day Two

2008-10-11T11:59:00.003-05:00

Today, not even 30 minutes after I woke up, the insurance adjuster came over to look at my car. An hour and a half later, the damage has been calculated.

Drum roll please….

$3,500.00. Not kidding!
Every part of my car has to be replaced or repaired except my two doors and one panel. We could not get the hood open, so we have no idea what is going on under there and the driver seat is loose. He did not know how to classify the seat, so he did not include it in the estimate.

I then went to the doctor. I was in a similar accident in 2001 and still have issues from time to time. I wanted to make sure that this would not make it worse. The doc said it should be all good.

My car will go to the shop on Monday and I have no idea how long it will take to be fixed.

All of that took up pretty much my entire day.

I am so ready for the TX/ou game! It would really make my vacation better if Texas would win this game. Please.

Oh, and I seriously have to get some work done soon.